txolops Chapter 164 Two Birds Fighting
Chapter 164 Two Birds Fighting
Unlike ordinary fire-attribute spirit birds, the Zhiyang Bird advances mainly through devouring. Whether it is demonic creatures or pure spiritual fire, they are all its best food. In particular, the Zhiyang Bird spirit that shares the same origin with it can save it a lot of its own source accumulation if it can devour the other party, and the time to advance to a higher realm will be shorter.
Seeing this, the middle-aged cultivator's fat sun bird also retaliated with a cry and flapped its wings to meet the attack. However, its movements were still somewhat stiff due to the sealing of the spirit bird. Although heat waves burst out when its wings flapped, it was far less swift than Luo Ming's live fat sun bird.
In the blink of an eye, the two fiery red figures collided violently in mid-air. The crisp "clang" was not the sound of metal clashing, but the sound of the two fiery red birds tearing at each other with their sharp claws and their beaks colliding fiercely. Accompanied by sparks flying everywhere and falling fiery red feathers, the scene was tragic and shocking.
Luo Ming's Living Fat Yang Bird was even more agile. Before the opponent could stand still, it suddenly turned to the side to avoid the sharp claws that were pouncing on it. With a stretch of its neck, the tip of its golden beak, carrying scorching spiritual power, fiercely pecked at the opponent's head.
It is well aware of its opponent's weaknesses, and every attack is precise and ruthless, unlike the brute force that is used to seal spirit birds.
"Hey——!"
The phantom of the fat sun bird cried out in pain, its head spitting out a charred wound and being partially devoured. Although it was instantly restored in a flash of spiritual light, it consumed a great deal of its source power.
You must understand that the other party is merely a spirit, and its essence will diminish once used, making it difficult to recover.
The middle-aged cultivator's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly made hand seals to activate the fiery red scroll, attempting to enhance the Fat Sun Bird's combat power and enable it to unleash its full power in a short period of time.
He had already realized that the spirit of the Zhiyang Bird sealed in his scroll was stronger in its original form, but lacked the strength to sustain itself. Only by unleashing its power in a short period of time could he possibly defeat it.
Empowered by the scroll's spiritual energy, the red light in the eyes of the fat sun bird surged, and the flames around its body suddenly intensified. With a sudden flap of its wings, countless fiery red feathers shot towards Luo Ming's fat sun bird like a rainstorm. Each feather was wrapped in violent fire-type spiritual energy, sizzling as it hit the air.
Luo Ming's Zhiyang Bird reacted extremely quickly, displaying intelligence and agility far exceeding its opponent's. It flapped its wings and circled, its body moving like a ghost through the rain of feathers, dodging all attacks. At the same time, it suddenly flapped its right wing, and an even more domineering fiery gale roared out, instantly burning away the incoming feathers. The fiery gale did not lose its momentum and slammed hard into its opponent's chest.
With a loud "Boom!", the middle-aged cultivator's fat sun bird was slammed backward, a large hole appeared in its chest, and its aura instantly weakened.
The middle-aged cultivator's eyes were bloodshot as he desperately urged the scroll to move, but the sealed spirit bird was already limited in its intelligence, and was also suppressed by Luo Ming's Living Yang Bird. The flames around its body gradually dimmed, and its spirit body began to become more and more transparent. It was originally a wisp of the spirit sealed by the scroll, and its spirit body was damaged to the extreme. It was on the verge of collapse and it was only a matter of time before it was devoured by Luo Ming's spirit beast.
"Screech—!" Luo Ming's Fat Sun Bird let out a domineering cry. Without hesitation, it lowered its head sharply, and the tip of its crimson-gold beak pierced the opponent's head. Then, with a gentle suck, the opponent's massive body could no longer be maintained and was directly sucked into its belly.
In an instant, the fiery red light surrounding Luo Ming's Fat Sun Bird suddenly surged, its feathers became even brighter, and even the crimson gold luster on its beak intensified. The heat wave swirling around it became terrifyingly intense. The air sizzled and crackled, and there were even faint signs of spatial distortion.
"Once this spirit is fully digested, it will probably reach the level of a level six demon beast. The benefits of devouring one's own kind are indeed enormous," Luo Ming sighed.
Seeing that his spirit beast had received such a great benefit, he was momentarily jealous.
The spirit of the Zhiyang Bird in the scroll was originally far stronger than Luo Ming's spirit beast. Now that it has been devoured by his Zhiyang Bird, its original essence is sufficient. As long as he can find a way to quickly increase his spiritual power accumulation, his spirit beast can quickly advance to the sixth level.
"Not good!" The middle-aged cultivator's eyes widened in horror, and his mind trembled violently.
Wu Chou's face was even more unsightly. Luo Ming's Zhiyang Bird was already able to restrain the Yin and evil techniques of Jiyin Island. Now that its strength had greatly increased, Wu Chou really had no way to resist that domineering demonic fire.
In addition, the other side also had a wind-attribute spirit beast with elusive movements, making it truly difficult for the two of them to deal with it.
The Zhiyang Bird flapped its wings and soared into the sky. With a single flap of its wings, countless fiery gusts of wind roared out and swept towards the two of them.
This fiery gale was originally designed to suppress evil spirits. Now that the Zhiyang Bird's strength has greatly increased, the power of the gale has doubled. As soon as Wu Chou's protective spiritual light came into contact with it, it was instantly suppressed, emitting a sizzling burning sound. He had no choice but to circulate all his spiritual power and activate the Netherworld Demon Blade. Black energy surged around him, but he still could not resist the erosion of the fiery gale, and his skin also felt a stinging pain.
As the fiery gale approached, the middle-aged cultivator made a hand seal with two fingers and exerted all his strength to activate his two ancient swords. The hazy green sword energy intertwined into a net, attempting to resist the incoming flames and wind blades. However, as soon as the sword energy came into contact with the fiery gale, it was instantly burned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.
He hurriedly summoned an antique flower basket from his waist, which emitted a hazy white light that enveloped his body, barely managing to block the scorching flames outside.
This flower basket has a strange function; the white light it emits can freeze the spiritual light of other magical artifacts. It has repeatedly performed miraculous feats in battles with others. Unfortunately, Luo Ming has many spirit beasts, and the only magical artifact he can use is in the hands of his opponent, making it difficult for him to use this artifact to launch a sneak attack.
"The white light emitted by this treasure can actually withstand the raging flames of the Fat Sun Bird?" Luo Ming couldn't help but take notice when he saw the middle-aged cultivator bring out the ancient treasure in the flower basket.
He knew the power of this treasure, so he was on guard from the beginning. However, he did not expect that this treasure could also resist the attack of the Zhiyang Bird. After the rolling flames met the white light, they immediately became sluggish, as if there was an invisible barrier in the white light.
Luo Ming's heart stirred, and he transmitted his command to a certain place below.
Immediately afterwards, a thick, earthy-yellow spiritual light suddenly burst forth from beneath the deserted island's ground, and a massive Xuan Turtle slowly emerged—the other spirit beast that Luo Ming had placed around the formation.
The Xuan Turtle's shell was hard and covered with ancient runes. It was surrounded by rich earth-elemental spiritual power. Its eyes were wide open, staring intently at the middle-aged cultivator. Suddenly, it opened its mouth, and a condensed earth-yellow lightning bolt roared out. It was its innate divine power, the Earth Divine Lightning!
The lightning bolt appeared heavy, yet its speed was incredibly fast, containing terrifying explosive power. As soon as it appeared, it blasted towards the middle-aged cultivator with an overwhelming aura.
The middle-aged cultivator was currently dodging the Wind Fox Beast's sneak attack with all his might and had no time to react. He could only subconsciously circulate his remaining spiritual power to condense a layer of protective spiritual light around his body.