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Chapter 1785 - 660: Celestial Spirits, The Tai Sui Calamity_3

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Chapter 1785: Chapter 660: Celestial Spirits, The Tai Sui Calamity_3

At this moment, the fierce eyes of the Nine Yang Golden Eagle stared at him.

”Damn it!”

Ding Yi took a deep breath, glanced in a certain direction, then decisively abandoned the Yellow Gourd, and clasped his hands together.

”Burn!”

The next instant, his plump, spherical body began to tremble frantically.

The rolling waves of flesh surged all over his body.

In the midst of this tide-like movement, a shadow slowly floated out.

Upon closer inspection, it looked somewhat like an umbrella, and also resembled a mushroom.

Once this shadow had condensed, Ding Yi’s entire body instantly slimmed down, appearing almost like a normal person.

His face was full of pain, yet there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

”This should be enough.”

With a thought, the umbrella-like shadow immediately enveloped the huge golden eagle not far away.

”Reveal your form!”

With a fierce shout, Ding Yi clapped his hands vigorously.

Whoosh!

The giant umbrella closed in an instant!

The golden eagle let out a mournful cry, descending from the sky and crashing to the ground.

When the dust settled, the Moyun Cave Lord stared dumbfounded at the golden ore the size of a millstone on the ground.

”Nine Yang Geng Metal? Such a big piece?”

Not only big, but also pure white in color, without any golden tint, clearly the best among the best!

If this material could be added to an attack-type magic item, it would undoubtedly be the sharpest in the world!

His whole body started trembling.

”Friend Ding, take a look...”

The Moyun Cave Lord raised his head, only to find that Ding Yi paid no attention to the fallen body of the golden eagle, but was instead staring intently in a certain direction.

And his hands remained clasped, showing no sign of relaxation.

”Demon King Qingyang, come out for me!”

A turbulent wave of sound rolled out.

The Moyun Cave Lord was taken aback; wasn’t Demon King Qingyang already buried under the snake’s mouth?

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Following Ding Yi’s line of sight, he looked in that direction too.

On the rugged rocky ground, a massive figure rapidly slithered in a zigzag pattern.

As it moved, its body and appearance began to constantly change.

Black scales, white belly, single horn, vertical pupils—this was indeed the Spiritual Pet Black King kept by Demon King Qingyang in the depths of Penghu.

And atop the Flood Python’s head stood the Red-Robed Daoist, his robe flapping with the wind.

Facing Ding Yi’s insolent words, the Red-Robed Daoist’s expression remained unchanged, merely bending his knuckles and forming the Dao Spirit Technique.

A momentum akin to divine might spread from him.

The Moyun Cave Lord’s expression continually shifted, swiftly thinking, seeming to realize something.

He hastily shouted, ”Monarch, we are companions, meant to work together, why resort to internal conflict?”

”Companions?” Luo Chen glanced at him and sneered, ”I’m afraid our true companion Ding Yi is already dead within the Li Wangtian.”

”Isn’t that right, Tai Sui!”

As soon as the word Tai Sui was spoken, Luo Chen soared into the sky, directly heading towards Ding Yi.

A ruthless glint emerged in Ding Yi’s eyes, and he clapped his hands together.

In the void, the giant umbrella’s shadow reappeared!

It began to enclose Luo Chen, about to close in.

However, halfway through, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible force.

Ding Yi gritted his teeth, and the remaining flesh on his body trembled again.

With his exertion, the invisible force protecting Luo Chen also began to reveal its true form—clearly a torrent of crimson Qi Power!

”Domain?” Ding Yi’s expression changed slightly.

Luo Chen uttered a low shout.

”Release!”

In the next instant, the sword box on his back resounded in unison.

Seven swords flickered like meteors, appearing behind him, producing a resonant sword hum.

Not only that.

A long banner flew into the sky; as the black fog surged, a multitude of Ghost Kings emerged, enveloping the entire area within a hundred miles.

Luo Chen, when strikes, strikes with full strength.

Within the rolling black fog, Luo Chen fully displayed the Senluo Fire Prison.

The seven Qi Sha Swords behind hummed, their tips slanting upward, aimed at the pale-faced Ding Yi.

”Since I have come to this Land of Fallen Demons, I will thoroughly explore it. But this non-human entity of yours, I simply cannot trust.”

”End this here, forever eliminate future troubles!”

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