Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 166 Yin-Yang Ecstasy Grinding Stone, Chaotic Thunder Blast
"Boom!"

Thick bolts of lightning slanted down.

They clashed head-on with the crimson flash of swords that shot into the sky!
In an instant, white and red colors separated heaven and earth.

The lightning flashed, dense as a net, filled with an aura of destruction, like a divine retribution, awe-inspiring and terrifying.

The gleaming blades illuminated all directions, stirring up a storm of blood and gore, as if vying with the heavens for supremacy.

This is the most direct collision, an outburst of power, without any frills or hesitation.

"boom--!!"

In an instant, the void was torn apart, the clouds surged, and arcs of electricity and flashes of light scattered like rain.

Countless plants and trees were pulverized and turned into dust, and large sections of the mountainside cracked and broke apart.

The earth shook, the mountains trembled!
"Gan!"

Liu Sheng cursed under his breath and rushed out of his hiding place, gliding through the air like a bird, avoiding the cracks in the ground.

This place, located four or five miles away from the scene of the battle, was still affected.

Large swaths of vegetation lay flattened, and the ground was crisscrossed with cracks, as if several cuts had been made on a bald head, making it particularly eerie.

Both the Silver Horned Thunder Bull and the Golden-Eyed Blood Leopard possess extraordinary bloodlines and formidable demonic arts, but Liu Sheng believes that in the end, the one who will prevail will be our own Lost Leopard!

Yes, the tiger's avatar is named "Shan Biao," a homophone of "Sang Biao."

Why?

Because tigers eat cows!

It's written in the recipe.

Besides, there's Qin Shuang, the treacherous accomplice, always popping up unexpectedly.

Don't be fooled by how easily he killed Qin Shuang; he took her down in no time.

However, this was due to meticulous prior planning, a surprise attack, and the inherent characteristics of the Six Desires Puppet Spider, which led to the terrible final outcome.

If it were a fair fight, this guy's combat power would be no less than that of his demon-level avatar.

Sure enough, he had just landed on a huge rock.

A faint, gray light rose in the distance.

In the center of the gray light, black and white energies spun like a millstone, emitting a brainwashing, demonic sound that ravaged the mind.

This is Qin Shuang's trump card, the Yin-Yang Soul-Destroying Grinding Stone.

Using desire as a catalyst and true energy as a millstone, it grinds down the enemy's flesh, soul, and true energy.

It is extremely powerful.

Especially now, when this silver-horned thunder bull is consumed by lust.

This move is even more powerful.

The next moment, a painful bellow of a cow rang out from the chaotic dust.

"Zizi!"

Amidst the flashing lightning, a phantom was forcibly pulled out of the Silver Horned Thunder Bull's body and sucked towards the Yin-Yang Soul-Destroying Mill in mid-air.

At the same time, a scarlet figure silently rushed over, raising a blood-red blade high and slashing fiercely down at the bull's head!

The timing, angle, and power were all perfect, fully demonstrating the terror of a top-tier hunter.

Tiger incarnation!
"Moo!!!"

At the critical moment, the bull demon's two horns burst forth with lightning, transforming into a thunder spear that arrived in an instant and struck the cougar Qin Shuang.

"what……"

Ghosts are naturally countered by thunder and fire, and the cougars are no exception. The thunder spear, being extremely yang and powerful, inflicted even more astonishing damage.

Fortunately, Qin Shuang, the ghost, was powerful enough that she was not killed in one blow and reappeared more than a hundred feet away.

His body was weak and his vital energy was severely depleted; he had no strength left to fight.

The "Yin-Yang Soul-Destroying Mill" it created was thus easily defeated.

Although the bull demon's soul returned to its place, it was too late to dodge when faced with Shan Biao's blood-red blade.

A flash of blood appeared, and a huge bull horn flew hundreds of feet horizontally, crashing into a mountainside with a "boom".

"Moo~"

Amidst the pitiful howls of the bull, the bull demon transformed into lightning and appeared on another mountaintop, missing half of its head!

He lost sight in one eye, and blood was gushing out.

"Zizzizi~"

Demon blood rolled down, electric arcs flashed and died, and terrifying heat scorched the mountain, melting the rocks beneath its feet.

"Moo!"

"Moo!!"

"Moo-"

The bull demon roared to the sky, its single eye filled with hatred, etched into its very bones. With its roar, its body, resembling a small mountain, began to glow, especially its abdomen, where lightning surged and shone with terrifying light through its flesh.

"Shh!"

The tiger transformed into a silent charging sprint, dragging the Blood Demon Blade behind it, cleaving the ground with murderous intent, brewing a devastating attack.

His feet moved with the force of the wind, cold and piercing, like an invisible blade, cutting through grass and wood, splitting rocks and collapsing mud.

Wherever it passed, life was extinguished, turning the area into a death zone, with billowing smoke and dust twisting into a ferocious tiger shadow.

"Moo!!!"

The cows' bellows were deafening, like the thunder of heavenly drums, shocking all directions.

The clouds surged, trailing bolts of lightning like dragons that struck the bull demon, as if completing the final step.

Then I saw—

A terrifying bolt of lightning burst from the bull demon's mouth, swirling with endless arcs of electricity, and rushed toward the tiger avatar that had leaped into the air and was slashing down with its blade!

The lightning was deep purple, almost black, with hints of blood. Its shape resembled a dragon or a python, and it arrived in an instant, making it difficult to dodge.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion ripped through the mountains.

Lightning flashed in the air, blades clashed, red and white intertwined, and they faced off head-on.

A visible ripple spread out in all directions, forming waves of air, arcs of electricity, and blade energy.

Grind everything, destroy everything.

……

Several miles away.

Xie Bao ordered a rest.

Several Qi Refiners gathered together, gazing solemnly into the distance.

"Qin Shuang has used her signature killing move, that bull demon is probably... Hiss!"

Chixiazi exclaimed in surprise, moved, and said:
"Who is that red-faced man? His swordsmanship is terrifying! He almost killed that bull demon with a single blow!"

"This swordsmanship seems somewhat familiar, it's like..."

A strange look appeared on Xie Bao's face. A thought struck him, and he turned to look at Monk Deyun:

"Grandmaster?"

"It does indeed resemble the style of the Rending Wind Blade and the Black Tiger Fist."

The monk Deyun looked grim, but still nodded.

Both of these martial arts are part of the Fuhu Temple's lineage, and he himself has mastered them to the highest level.

That red-faced man in the distance could never be a disciple of Fuhu Temple!

Therefore, there is only one truth...

This person may be related to Wu Song!

He got off the carriage of the Hehuan Sect. Could it be that the Hehuan Sect is colluding with Wu Song?
A series of questions arose in the minds of the Qi cultivators.

The current situation is becoming increasingly bizarre.

However, in the end, the silver-horned thunder bull gained the upper hand and unleashed a terrifying sorcery.

"This sorcery originates from bloodline and is the signature killing move of the Silver Horned Thunder Bull clan, called... Chaotic Thunder Strike!"

Master Jingyue introduced the situation to Du Bingyan in a low voice, only to find her disciple standing there, her eyes darting around.

What's going on here?
"nothing……"

Du Bingyan came to her senses and quickly shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, which she then tried to suppress.

The red-faced man, though much stronger, had the same facial features and proportions as his nemesis.

His connection to the villain Wu Song, and his alighting from the carriage of the Hehuan Sect, make his identity quite obvious.

That heartless guy made me worry all the way here for nothing, really...

"not good!"

In sight, the red-faced man brandished his knife and clashed with the bull demon for a moment, but was ultimately no match for him and was sent flying, crashing into a mountain and collapsing.

The ground shook violently, and the tremors were intense.

Even those separated by more than ten miles felt their feet swaying and rocks falling like rain.

The wind howled, and sand and dust filled the sky, obscuring the view.

"That red-faced man is a pity... Bingyan, what's wrong?"

Master Jingyue shook her head, then turned to see her disciple's face was pale and he was swaying precariously. Her heart tightened immediately.

The next moment, a tiger's roar erupted, its murderous aura soaring to the heavens and terrifying the surrounding area—

"Roar!"

(End of this chapter)