High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

In Zhenhai City, a large number of eighth-realm demons took to the air one after another, rushing towards the powerful auras mixed in with the demonic tide.

The massive true forms of the demon race appeared one after another. Some fought directly at sea, while others pulled the battlefield into the sky to prevent the aftershocks of the battle from falling into the city.

Du Yue stood at the back of the group, her expression growing increasingly solemn.

The left sleeve of the Nine Heavens Phoenix Robe unfurled layers of golden patterns, extending along the Sea-Suppressing Array to various battlefields, stabilizing the demon army's vital energy and replenishing the array's losses. The phoenix feathers in the right sleeve continuously glowed, burning away the demonic energy attempting to cross the defense line.

The Xuan Yuan Zhen Hai Seal remained suspended above her head, its heaviest imprint pressing firmly on the Kunpeng, daring not to loosen its grip for even a moment.

Shen Chang'an had already stood in front of Mi Hai.

A stretch of churning seawater separated the two, with the back of the Kunpeng slowly passing beneath them. The stone crown on Mi Hai's forehead glowed with an eerie light, and several extremely fine black lines disappeared into the giant beast's body, extending with its movements.

She glanced at the spear in Shen Chang'an's hand.

Black flames flowed slowly along the gun barrel, without the intense heat of ordinary flames, yet the fine scales on the side of her neck involuntarily tightened.

"I've never seen such a method from you before; it's quite novel."

Shen Chang'an didn't intend to waste words with her. Black flames suddenly spread out beneath his feet, instantly changing the scenery between the sea and the sky. A vast spiritual domain unfolded behind him, enveloping the nearby seawater, demonic mist, and Mi Hai.

Mi Hai raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the phoenix tree in the Spirit Realm, and his expression finally changed.

A spatial rift had silently opened beneath her feet.

Mi Hai shifted to the side, and a wisp of light fell from her gray-black stone crown, enveloping her shoulder. Almost simultaneously, a jet-black slash cut across the spot where she had been standing, severing a strand of black hair that had fallen from her hair in two.

A long spear wreathed in black flames followed closely behind.

He activated the Shrinking Earth to an Inch technique, appearing directly beside Mi Hai. His Thousand Transformations Spear, crackling with lightning and wreathed in black flames, pierced towards her waist and abdomen.

Mi Hai raised her arm, and the bluish-black scales quickly closed, revealing layers of patterns that shone beneath them. She dared not grasp the burning spearhead head-on, but instead slashed with her palm, accurately striking the shaft behind the blade.

A force far exceeding Shen Chang'an's expectations suddenly arrived.

The gun suddenly swerved, the lightning crackled, and his hand immediately split open.

He turned the gun barrel, and the black flames rolled upwards along the point where Mi Hai's palm had touched it, forcing her to immediately withdraw her hand.

The two parted ways immediately upon touching.

Shen Chang'an retreated several feet, his right arm holding the gun slightly numb. The Nirvana Technique had already started to heal the wound on his hand, but he did not rush to get close again.

His opponent's strength was clearly superior to his.

Even under the suppression of the three supreme treasures and the Sea-Suppressing Formation, the demonic energy flowing within Mi Hai's body remained terrifyingly concentrated. If the black flames hadn't forced her to stop just now, the subsequent counterattack would never have ended so easily.

Mi Hai also looked down at his palm.

A wisp of black flame clung to the edge of her palm, slowly burning into the scale. With a flick of her finger, she sliced ​​off the scale along with its outer layer of flesh and threw it into the seawater below.

Before the scales could sink, they were burned to ashes.

When she looked at Shen Chang'an again, there was no longer any probing in her eyes. Suddenly, the surrounding demonic energy contracted, and blades formed from the demonic energy appeared behind her, overlapping in mid-air to form a ring. At the same time, the demonic energy poured into the seawater, seizing control.

Shen Chang'an immediately realized that the seawater nearby, which was originally controlled by the Spirit Domain, was breaking away from his pull.

His feet sank, and several streams of water crashed into him from the side without warning. They seemed ordinary, but inside they were covered with extremely fine purplish-black patterns. The first stream hit the Golden Light Mantra, causing the protective golden light around him to dent violently. The second stream that followed forced him to retreat.

His figure vanished in an instant.

But when he reappeared, Mi Hai had already turned his head, raised his hand and pointed to where he had landed, and a dense array of blades unfolded and attacked him.

boom!

Shen Chang'an was thrown backward from the churning water mist, his clothes torn at the shoulder, revealing a bloody mark, the wound he had just been cut into.

He wiped a bit of blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes turning cold. The other party had strong perception and could predict his whereabouts. He had to find a way to break the deadlock!

With a thought, the false spirit under the tree raised its hand.

In the spirit realm, the black flames that were originally burning close to the ground suddenly rose up and transformed into two giant hands, closing in on Mi Hai from the left and right sides.

At the same time, a golden phoenix emerged from the canopy of the parasol tree, its wings flapping and flying out. Phoenix fire spread through the gaps between the black flames, illuminating all the scattered scales.

Mi Hai raised his hands, and the purplish-black light screen solidified once more.

Two giant fiery hands slammed down, forcing the light barrier to cave inward, causing the surface patterns to light up one after another, forcefully resisting the pressure of the flames.

However, the black flames have already begun to erode inwards along those lines, little by little.

Mi Hai frowned slightly.

The rate of erosion wasn't fast, but it couldn't be truly eradicated by replenishing demonic energy. The newly injected power only delayed the collapse of the light barrier, while the flames attached to it never went out.

She suddenly separated her hands.

The entire light screen shattered on its own, throwing out the parts stained with black flames. Taking advantage of the moment the giant fiery hand was opened, she swayed and covered hundreds of feet, heading straight for Shen Chang'an.

A sliver of light fell from the stone crown on his forehead.

A very soft whisper suddenly echoed in Shen Chang'an's mind.

The sound was very muffled, and he couldn't make out the specific content, but it slowed down his spiritual energy circulation for a moment.

In that instant, Mi Hai was already in front of him.

Her palm was covered with bluish-black scales, her five fingers clasped together, like a long, narrow blade, aimed at Shen Chang'an's brow.

The false spirit under the tree suddenly opened its eyes.

The Great Dream of Spring and Autumn Technique was activated, and the scenes in the spiritual realm instantly intertwined, with several figures of Shen Chang'an appearing in different locations. Without hesitation, Mi Hai's palm strike pierced through one of the phantoms and continued towards the true landing point.

But her movements were still slightly off.

At this moment, Qianbian rose up and blocked Shen Chang'an's path.

The violent impact traveled along the gun barrel, his arms jolted, and his body slid backward. Only when the array patterns beneath his feet flickered did he manage to deflect the force. The golden light protecting his body was still slashed open by the palm strike, leaving a long, narrow wound on his chest.

The opponent, however, intended to press their advantage and give him no chance to catch his breath.

Shen Chang'an grunted, gripped the butt of the gun with his backhand, and flicked the tip upwards.

Black flames brushed past Mi Hai's arm.

She reacted immediately and retreated extremely quickly, but her sleeve was still hit by the flames, and a small patch of her bluish-black scales instantly lost its luster.

The burning sensation seemed to penetrate the scales and strike directly at the patterns within them, causing her gaze to suddenly darken.

She had to cut away the injured part again.