Chapter 351: Shura Flag and the Five Elements of Divine Light
Chapter 351: Shura Flag and Five Elements Divine Light
The bloody seawater seemed to be stirred by an ancient demon god, surging more and more violently. The waves collided with each other, making a dull and deafening sound, as if it was the roar of war drums from an ancient battlefield, beating on everyone's tense nerves.
The barbarian warriors who bore the brunt of the attack, like evil spirits crawling out of the Netherworld Purgatory, rushed forward at lightning speed with a terrifying momentum.
Their skin was like dry bark that had weathered for thousands of years, with dark mucus oozing out of the cracks, emitting a strange luster in the dim light. In their eyes, a strange bloody light was burning, and that light seemed to devour all life in the world.
The nails were even more bizarre, turning into three-foot-long black blades, flashing with cold light. With a casual swing, they could tear through the air, leaving twisted black traces. Wherever they passed, the space seemed to be cut by the sharp edge, making a subtle "sizzling" sound.
And every breath they took was accompanied by a strong, pungent stench of corpses. The smell was like a substance, permeating the air and making people feel nauseous when they smelled it, as if the stench of tens of millions of rotting corpses was released at the same time.
The bronze mirror inside Xu Qingtian's body seemed to sense the crisis and began to vibrate violently.
On the mirror, the four characters "Jia Zi Zhi Jie" seemed to be soaked in blood, dazzling red and exuding a terrifying aura. The blood seemed to be flowing and could drip at any time. Through the reflection of the bronze mirror, one could clearly see the Shura flag fluttering deep in the corridor.
On the flag, densely packed human souls struggled and twisted in pain, emitting faint screams. Each line was like a greedy giant mouth, madly devouring the spiritual power between heaven and earth.
The surrounding space was quickly dyed black by its rampage, as if a piece of pure white cloth was splashed with endless ink. And this ink color continued to spread and erode, and wherever it went, the spiritual energy dissipated and life was extinct.
"It is indeed the Shura Flag..." Xu Qing whispered to himself, his voice low and solemn.
At this time, the ankles of the barbarian warriors who were charging at them were all wrapped with tiny but evil flags. These flags were like living things, slowly climbing upwards. With every movement, the barbarian warriors' eyes became more and more crazy, and their bodies swelled due to the injection of this evil power. The muscles bulged high, the skin was stretched to be almost transparent, and the blood vessels were like small green snakes winding under the skin.
In the distance, the exclamation of Mu Sang Patriarch was like a thunder, breaking the suffocating atmosphere of the battlefield: "Wu Feng! How dare you use a forbidden weapon!" His voice was filled with anger, shock and disbelief. The mace in his hand trembled slightly with anger, his eyes widened, staring at Wu Feng not far away.
But the only response he got was Wu Feng's crazy and somewhat desperate laughter: "Tianhe Dao Sect wants us to put on a show, but the immortals of Tai Shang Dao want the Chunyang Realm to be flooded with blood! Old Mu Sang, do you really think you are a disciple of Tianhe? You are just a scapegoat!" Wu Feng laughed wildly and spit out blood. The laughter echoed in this gloomy battlefield, making people shudder.
As soon as the words fell, the Shura Flag suddenly unfolded, and a majestic and terrifying force erupted instantly. The black fog transformed by the flag covered the sky and the sun, like a surging black tide, covering the entire Changbai Mountain with an overwhelming force. In an instant, the sky and the earth lost their color, and the day seemed to turn into night. Only the flickering ghost lights in the black fog revealed endless weirdness.
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Outside the battlefield, Patriarch Mu Sang and Wu Feng looked at each other. Their conversation was clearly audible in this solemn battlefield, and Xu Qing on the opposite side must have heard it clearly.
Patriarch Mu Sang felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, so heavy that he could not breathe. He knew that if he failed in this mission, the consequences would be disastrous. When he thought that he might be held accountable by Xu Xiangu of Tianhe Dao Sect in the future, he was filled with panic and complained inwardly: "It's so bitter! What should I do..."
In contrast, Wu Feng also felt bad. He thought he could take advantage of this opportunity to take advantage of the Supreme Dao and gain some benefits, but now he was inexplicably blamed. He secretly thought, even if he could conquer the Pure Yang Realm, what benefits could he get from it as a mere witch? Moreover, the power and majesty of the Tianhe and Chunyang sects weighed on his heart like two mountains. He knew that he was powerless to resist the malice of these two major forces.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and swore secretly in his heart: "Forget it, I will never leave the Jiuli world even if I die!" At the same time, Wu Feng thought of the fairy wine business he was running in the Jiuli world. If he became enemies with the other party because of this matter, he might not be able to continue this business in the future.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "Ah, the life of a witch is so difficult!"
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When Xu Qing heard the conversation between Wu Feng and Mu Sang, he suddenly understood the reason for the incident. He couldn't help but feel annoyed that he had underestimated the degree to which the Supreme Dao Sect cared about the Pure Yang Realm Immortal Dynasty.
At this moment, a huge force like a tidal wave suddenly hit him, pressing his chest and making his throat sweet. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked down and saw that the robe he was wearing, which was transformed from the map of mountains and rivers, was decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye. The robe, which originally shone with a strange luster, was now like an ancient artifact eroded by time, quickly dimming and breaking. On the surface of the skin, fine curse marks spread rapidly like black vines. Wherever it went, the skin turned black and was accompanied by bursts of tingling pain.
As expected, the Mountain and River Map was also being eroded by the Shura Flag's black energy. On the Mountain and River Map, dense black and red blood kept oozing out. The blood seemed to have life, flowing freely on the Mountain and River Map. The originally vibrant mountain and river scene became distorted and hideous under the erosion of the blood.
"Xiantian Xuanshui Flag?" He Tong couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this, his eyes full of shock and confusion. Immediately, he quickly formed seals with both hands and activated the Xuanhuang Ding.
In an instant, the Xuanhuang Ding burst into a thousand-foot-high mysterious light. On the body of the Ding, the ancient and mysterious runes flashed with dazzling light, emitting an ancient and powerful aura. Countless black and red blood was sucked into the Xuanhuang Ding as if being pulled by some powerful force. Under the refining of the Xuanhuang Ding, the blood quickly dissipated and turned into wisps of clear air.
The crisis of Shanhetu was temporarily resolved.
Xu Qing heaved a sigh of relief, and secretly sighed: "After all, it is the treasure of the Changsheng Emperor. It can even dispel the terrifying power of the Shura Flag."
However, the question of why Hetong called it "Xiantian Xuanshui Flag" flashed through Xu Qing's mind, but due to the urgent situation on the battlefield, he could only put it aside temporarily and concentrate on dealing with the attack of the Shura Flag.
At this time, the warriors of the Immortal Dynasty and the Barbarians were already fighting each other. On the battlefield, the sounds of shouting and killing and the collision of weapons were intertwined, deafening. Fortunately, Xu Qing had the command of two famous generals of the time, Meng Yuxuan and Yu Zhen.
Over the years, with the support of Xu Qing's vast resources, the old emperor has become a well-deserved alchemy master. It must be said that the old emperor's alchemy talent is top-notch. He is obsessed with the way of alchemy. People can often burst out unimaginable potential in the things they love. The old emperor himself is very smart. With his persistence and unique insights in alchemy, he has really walked out of a different path in alchemy.
He carefully improved the Xuantian Shenglong Pill. Once the pill was refined, it exerted amazing magical effects, directly helping Yu Zhen and Meng Yuxuan to successfully reach the realm of Martial Saint.
The two famous generals of the Martial Saint level were like two bright stars, emitting dazzling light on the battlefield. They commanded the Celestial Soldiers of the Immortal Dynasty as if they were using their own arms. Under their leadership, the Celestial Soldiers exerted an unimaginable combat power. Moreover, these Celestial Soldiers were also blessed by the mechanical Taoist techniques of the Tiangong Academy of the Dayu Celestial Dynasty. On the battlefield, countless huge mechanical devices roared and spewed out blazing flames. The fire dragon shuttled through them, and wherever it went, the barbarian warriors were burned and screamed.
The dense Taoist lights, flames, and roars of the giant cannons intertwined together, forming a power like a landslide and tsunami, pouring down on the battlefield like a surging tide.
The barbarian warriors of the Jiuli world, even in the frenzy triggered by the Shura Flag, could not help but waver in their hearts when they saw such an alternative and terrifying fighting method. The madness in their eyes gradually faded, replaced by a trace of fear and confusion. They could not understand why these unprecedented mechanical devices combined with Taoist magic could produce such a powerful force.
This can be said to be a fierce collision between different cultivation civilizations. On one side is the barbarians who rely on their own bloodline power and ancient magic, and on the other side is the Immortal Dynasty that integrates various elements such as mechanical arts and Taoism.
Especially some powerful alchemists, who manipulated firearms that integrated Taoism, the power of the firearms when they exploded was enough to compare with the attacks of ghost immortals and martial saints, but they were far inferior in terms of precision. But on this battlefield full of killing, powerful power was enough, and there was no need for too much delicate operation.
This scene made the Five Phoenix Great Wizard in the distance stunned. In terms of combat power, he could be compared with the Taoist immortals. Normally, if he faced the immortal dynasty's heavenly soldiers alone, he could defeat them and seriously injure them with his own powerful strength.
But at this moment, after seeing the power of the opponent's mechanical magic weapon, even Wu Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He secretly exclaimed: "What on earth is this?" In his eyes, the heavenly soldiers of the Immortal Dynasty were originally like insignificant ants, but now these weapons controlled by ants actually made him, a great wizard, feel a sense of fear in his heart.
He couldn't help but think that if the other party had a group of earthly immortals to manipulate these weapons, or even had more powerful similar weapons, then except for top masters like Taiyi and Daluo, everyone would be afraid of them and dare not easily confront them. "No wonder the Supreme Dao Sect is so afraid of the Immortal Dynasty of the Pure Yang Realm. The other party really has something real!" Wufeng Great Wizard secretly sighed in his heart, and at the same time refreshed his understanding of his partners.
Xu Qing stood alone in the center of the battlefield, like a towering mountain, resisting the powerful pressure of the Shura Flag alone. He looked calm, and waved his sleeves calmly. In an instant, five rays of light, blue, red, yellow, white, and black, suddenly bloomed from his hands. They were the "Five Elements Divine Light". These five elements of divine light exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, and each ray of light contained the essence of the power of the five elements.
However, facing the surging demonic energy of the Shura Flag, the five elements of divine light actually conflicted with each other in mid-air, the light flickered, and there was a faint tendency to collapse. But Xu Qing was not panicked. He knew the secret of the five elements. The two demonic qi of Taichu and Taishi in his body were instantly mobilized, like two galloping dragons, injected into the five elements of divine light. He forced the five elements of light to merge. This is the wonder of yin and yang and the five elements, and it is also the highest mystery of Zifu Yuanzong. Under the coordination of Taichu and Taishi demonic qi, the power of the five elements gradually tended to balance and began to merge.
"Boom——" With a loud noise, as deafening as the creation of the world, the five divine lights collided violently in mid-air. The light at the collision point was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, like a blazing furnace, turning the five elements of divine light into a ball of chaos.
At this moment, the black mist of the Shura Flag suddenly emitted a sharp whistle, which sounded like the howling of thousands of evil spirits, making people shudder. The phantoms of the human souls on the flag collapsed one after another, turning into dots of black light, merging into the chaotic light ball like a meteor. After absorbing the black light, the chaotic light ball suddenly expanded and turned into a light wheel about five feet high in the blink of an eye. On the light wheel, the five colors of blue, red, yellow, white, and black intertwined and intertwined with each other, but at the center, a "chaotic color" between light and dark emerged. This chaotic light was mysterious and powerful, as if it contained the mysterious power of the universe at the beginning.
With Xu Qing's low shout, the halo containing endless power slashed towards the Shura flag. The black fog that was originally so arrogant and covered the sky and the sun, under the impact of the halo, melted away layer by layer like ice and snow meeting the sun. The ferocious ghost face in the center of the flag roared unwillingly, as if making its last struggle. But in the end, it could not withstand the power of the halo, and was directly sucked into the halo by the divine light, turning into a new pattern on the halo.
The flag patterns on the barbarian warriors who were controlled by the Blood Slave Curse also collapsed the moment the divine light swept through them, and they fell to the ground and fell asleep. At this moment, a faint golden light could be seen under their skin, which was the trace of the magic poison purified by the divine light, proving that they had escaped the control of the Shura Flag.
Patriarch Mu Sang stared at this scene blankly, his eyes full of shock and awe. He had never thought that Xu Qing could resolve such a terrifying crisis of Shura Flag with his own strength.
Xu Qing raised his hand and grasped the flagpole of the Shura Flag, only to feel a great force of the Great Dao rushing in. The force was so strong and violent that it seemed to burst his body. But under the operation of the five-color divine light, the force gradually became docile and obediently turned into pure spiritual energy to nourish his body. The four words "Jia Zi Zhi Jie" in the bronze mirror had faded from blood color, replaced by a colorful halo reflected by the divine light.
Ripples appeared in the mirror, and the words of the Five Elements Divine Light quietly changed to "Innate Five Color Divine Light, Water Element Perfection". This change marked that Xu Qing's Five Elements Divine Power had undergone a qualitative leap.
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"Fellow Daoist Mu Sang," Xu Qing turned to look at the stunned Mu Sang Patriarch, with a smile on his face. The phantoms of the human souls on the flag had all merged into the divine light, turning into dots of starlight surrounding the body, like bright stars, "It seems that this scene will have to add some real swords and guns. But don't worry-" He raised his hand and waved, and the five-color divine light was like a gorgeous rainbow, sweeping across the mountains and forests eroded by the black fog. Wherever it went, the withered grass and trees instantly sprouted, and the originally dead forests regained vitality, "I will protect the children of the Sangnan family. As for the Shura Flag..." He stared at the gradually shrinking black flag in his hand. At this moment, the flag surface had become transparent, and only a five-color pattern in the center was faintly visible, "Let it witness who holds the destiny of the Pure Yang Realm."
The mountain breeze blew past, dispersing the last wisp of black fog.
The five-colored divine light in Xu Qing's hand was absorbing the five elements of spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth at a speed visible to the naked eye, and each flash was several times brighter than the previous one.
At this moment, a bronze mirror that was invisible to others floated in front of Xu Qing, reflecting his figure.
Behind Xu Qing's figure in the mirror, a five-headed human body vaguely emerged. This Dharma image was magnificent, and each head exuded a unique aura, corresponding to the power of the five elements. Its body was surrounded by a mysterious light that was a fusion of the Taichu Demon Qi, the Taishi Demon Qi, and the five-color divine light. It was the new form of Xu Qingtian's demon body after integrating multiple powers.
The universe will end someday, but the five-color path has no boundaries!
For some reason, a sentence popped up in Xu Qing's mind.
(End of this chapter)