Holy Bone

Chapter 1605: Bull Demon King vs. Yellow Wind King

The ninety-foot-tall giant shadow of Huang Feng chanted a spell, trying to re-condense Huang Feng and repair Huang Feng's shattered body.

However, under the dual siege of the Wind Borrowing Technique and the Wind-Fixing Beads, the yellow wind around his body became chaotic and extremely unstable, and it would be dispersed after several attempts to condense.

The ninety-foot-tall giant yellow wind shadow roared.

He was previously arrogant and conceited.

All gone.

At this time, he was filled with shock and anger, and his emotions were fluctuating greatly.

The situation in the Flaming Mountain reversed so quickly that the crowd at the top of the canyon were dumbfounded. The thirty-foot-tall Samadhi Divine Fire Bull actually knocked over the ninety-foot-tall Yellow Wind Giant Shadow.

At this time in the Flaming Mountain, the yellow wind was raging, blowing so dark that the sky was dark and making their souls uncomfortable. At the same time, the Samadhi True Fire was burning half the sky red. The Samadhi Divine Wind and the Samadhi True Fire collided to produce a fierce divine light. All these magical things fell into their eyes, as if they were watching a battle between gods and demons.

Samadhi Divine Wind!

Samadhi is really hot!

One is a magical power that can kill anyone in the Three Realms and Six Paths except the True Immortals and Gods, and the other is one of the Taoist sacred fires. They never expected to see the head-on confrontation between these two magical powers in the Flaming Mountain today. At this moment, they can only be amazed.

He stared intently at this battle between gods and demons in heaven and earth.

Dazzling pillars of fire rose from the horns of the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull, as if the ancient divine beast Si had appeared in the world, with Samadhi True Fire all over its body, its head touching the sky, its feet stepping on the underworld. Its huge body could tear the sky apart, and its pair of flaming horns tore through the giant shadow of the yellow wind time and time again, preventing the yellow wind from gathering again.

  Moo!

The Samadhi Divine Fire Bull roared, and the sky was boiling with fire clouds: "Mountain God's lackey, is this the only way you can use your Samadhi Divine Wind?"

This sentence was particularly harsh, as if mocking King Huangfeng for being too weak and asking if this was all he had.

"If this is all you are capable of, then put away your muddy and dirty yellow wind and let me see the clear sky and the bright earth again."

The Samadhi Divine Fire Bull roared continuously, with an unruly and powerful aura.

The ninety-foot-tall giant yellow wind figure shouted coldly: "Bull Demon King, you are too arrogant. You think you can do whatever you want with the wind-borrowing technique. Do you think I can do nothing to you?"

"My Samadhi Divine Wind can even move Bodhisattva Mountain. How dare you think of stopping a chariot with your bare hands? You are courting death!"

As the giant yellow wind finished speaking, the endless yellow wind in the sky and earth began to gather into several yellow dragons that reached the sky. The yellow dragons bared their fangs and claws, tearing towards the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull.

The Samadhi Fire Bull uses wind to help the fire, and borrows wind magic to blend with the Samadhi True Fire. The crescent bull's horns easily cut off the yellow dragon.

However, with this moment to gain, the giant yellow wind shadow raised his hand and summoned a wind bag.

  As soon as the wind bag was opened, a terrible yellow wind storm blew out!

The gale was stronger than an ocean storm and sharper than a wind knife. It was as if one was in an ocean storm, with the sky dark and windy all around. One could not see one's hand in front of one's face. The wind made one's eyes, cheeks and skin hurt terribly, as if one was being cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

The Samadhi Fire Bull, which was thirty feet tall at the shoulders, was trapped in the water and immediately turned into a tiny red dot, like a flame on a lone boat in the ocean. The flame was faint and swayed from side to side, as if it would be extinguished at any time and swallowed up by the boundless ocean.

When Shinto masters are caught in this yellow wind disaster, they not only have to endure the pain of having their flesh cut into pieces, but even their souls have to endure the pain brought by the yellow wind disaster.

The Samadhi Divine Wind can penetrate everywhere. Humans have 36,000 pores. The flesh and blood body cannot stop the Samadhi Divine Wind from entering the body. The evil wind enters the brain, and the soul is lost, unable to find the direction. It is like a pearl covered with dust, and all kinds of supernatural powers cannot be displayed.

Everyone at the top of the canyon could not see the figure of Samadhi Fire Bull at this time. They only saw a terrible tornado suddenly falling from the sky in the Flame Mountain. The tornado was so large that even they were affected, and they retreated repeatedly to avoid the wind disaster.

How could the Samadhi Fire Bull be seen in the tornado? All that could be seen was a faint flickering flame, like a candlelight struggling, flickering on and off.

  Ah!

With a scream, someone could not escape the speed of the spread of the yellow wind disaster and was sucked into it and flew into the sky.

In just a few breaths, the man's flesh, blood and internal organs disappeared, leaving only a white skeleton.

In the end, even its skeleton could not withstand the slashing of the Samadhi Divine Wind, and it dissipated in the blink of an eye, turning into dust finer than dust.

Seeing a third-level Shinto master die easily under the Samadhi Divine Wind, the others at the top of the canyon dared not delay any longer and retreated again and again.

However, these Shinto masters were suppressed too much in the Jiyang Cave Paradise. Without their souls to lift up their physical bodies and fly away, how could they outrun the spreading speed of the yellow wind disaster relying solely on human power?

"Bull Demon King, are you suffering from the pain of your soul being bewitched by the Samadhi Divine Wind? You find that you can't use any magic weapons or magical powers, hum."

The Yellow Wind King, who had found an opportunity to re-condense his body, snorted with pride as he avenged his great hatred, and said, "The Wind Po has a magic weapon called the Wind Bag. Although my magic weapon is not the Wind Bag in the hands of the Wind Po, killing you today is like using a butcher knife to kill a chicken."

"The Yellow Wind Disaster in my wind bag contains the mountain god's evil spirit. You have Samadhi True Fire plus the Wind Borrowing Technique, and I have Samadhi Divine Fire plus the mountain god's evil spirit. It seems that the battle between you and me has already been decided."

King Huangfeng had high expectations for the mountain god's disaster energy. In his eyes, the Samadhi Fire Bull had fallen into the mountain god's disaster energy, and its death had come. It was already a dead person.

The Samadhi Divine Fire Bull was indeed in a little trouble at this time.

The Samadhi Divine Wind blown out by this wind bag is even more powerful, because this wind bag contains the evil spirit of the mountain god. Moreover, this wind bag was obtained by the Yellow Wind King from the Mountain God's Heaven and Earth Bone. At this moment, he is actually confronting the mountain god's magical powers.

At this time, the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull's soul was obscured and he could not tell the directions.

But this is not the most serious thing, because he still left a lead and mercury holy fetus clone in the outside world.

Another greater disadvantage of the soul being deceived is that the six senses are also blocked. If one cannot sense the magic weapon, he or she will not be able to use the treasure money to knock down the wind bag of the Yellow Wind King.

He had suffered from the evil spirit of the mountain god once when he was in the paradise of Wuzhou Prefecture. With the experience from last time, he reacted in time this time. He kept visualizing the "Heavenly Demon Holy Art" and calming his mind again and again, while taking out the Five Thunders Evil-Slaying Talisman from the human stomach bag on his waist and placing it between his eyebrows to prevent the evil spirit from continuing to enter his brain.

Fortunately, he had previously bestowed the Five Thunders Demon-Slaying Talisman with a value of 6.6 million good deeds. This talisman could borrow more yang thunder power from the Five Thunder Emperor to help him exorcise evil and ward off disasters.

With the Five Thunders to Slay Evil Talisman worth 6.6 million good karmas to suppress the evil spirits that had entered his brain, he quickly recovered from the blows of the disaster and the Samadhi Divine Wind this time. He was no longer unconscious and defenseless like the first time.

Seeing that the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull was in its weakest state, how could King Huangfeng miss such a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation?

A ruthless chill flashed across his eyes, and then he separated a strand of his soul and dived into the Yellow Wind Disaster, lurking in front of the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull.

He planned to possess the soul and take over the body, memory, and all magical weapons and supernatural powers of the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull.

He felt that killing the Samadhi Fire Bull was too easy for his opponent. He thought that he could only take over the opponent's body and make him his slave, and occupy all the magic weapons and magical powers, so as to eliminate his hatred and bring the greatest benefits. The Yellow Wind Disaster was still continuing. In the fierce wind, the Yellow Wind King's soul walked to the front of the Samadhi Fire Bull. Seeing the Samadhi Fire Bull standing there motionless and unable to move, he smiled even more.

At this time, thick yellow sand had accumulated on the body and feet of the Samadhi Fire Bull. If the Samadhi Fire Bull did not break free as soon as possible, he would be buried alive by the sand before the Yellow Wind King came to kill him.

Because his soul was trapped, even the Samadhi True Fire on his body surface dimmed a lot.

Everything in front of us indicates that the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull has reached its weakest state.

"Bull Demon King, you are very strong, but you will die one day."

The Yellow Wind King, whose entire body was enveloped in the divine wind of Samadhi, spoke in a voice that once again returned to the conceited, graceful and noble manner of the one who stood on the top of the ninth cloud, overlooking the insects of the lower world. In his chuckle, he carried a kind of disgusting restrained arrogance: "And your body, memories, magic weapons, and magical powers, you should obediently sacrifice them all to me."

After saying that, he raised one hand and pressed it against the forehead of Samadhi Fire Bull, preparing to take over his soul.

One foot away.

One inch away.

Seeing that his palm was about to press on the forehead of Samadhi Fire Bull, at this moment, Samadhi Fire Bull, who had been standing still, suddenly moved his eyeballs slightly.

  Ok?

King Huangfeng was surprised.

The next moment, the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull's eyes stared at his palm and looked at him coldly. His mind exploded, and he was stunned for a moment, then retreated violently in horror.

At this moment, he was as shocked and angry as he could be, with his emotions fluctuating violently. Not long ago, everything was under his control. He regarded the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull as a dead thing, and felt that even the most talented dragon and phoenix, or the most powerful hero, would only become a ridiculous ghost under the continuous killing of the mountain god's disaster and the wind bag yellow wind disaster.

Who would have expected that the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull would come out so quickly and his soul would regain clarity.

His reaction was very quick. He retreated immediately when he saw something was wrong.

But the unexpected events happened too quickly, and he was now in a state of shock, with his mood fluctuating greatly, he was both frightened and angry, and his soul was inevitably restless and affected.

What’s more, what came here was a split of his soul, not his real body.

Therefore, the fate of this split of the soul is already determined.

An ox hoof flew towards the face of Yellow Wind King. The Samadhi Divine Fire Bull, which was thirty feet tall at the shoulder, blasted out an ox hoof as big as a millstone. The hoof was filled with the power of the Wind-borrowing Technique. Boom!

The nearby rocks shook violently, and the Yellow Wind King's soul was smashed into the ground by his cow's hooves.

Originally, this bull's hoof could not hit him, because his soul was Huang Feng, an invincible existence like nothingness, and could not be harmed by magic, magic weapons, or swords. However, the power of the wind-borrowing technique on the bull's hoof, at the moment of approaching, imprisoned his Huang Feng, making the phantom real.

Moreover, this time the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull came prepared, and used wind magic to block the surrounding space at the same time, preventing the soul from escaping through the earth.

As soon as the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull recovered, he severely injured the soul of Yellow Wind King and became famous in one battle.

  boom!

The soul escaped and regained its freedom. The Samadhi Fire Bull, the Samadhi True Fire, burned fiercely again, erupting with scorching heat. The red light illuminated the sky, and the sky here was once again ignited and boiling by the fire clouds.

Crackling!

The blazing Samadhi Fire burning in the ox's hooves roasted the soul of the Yellow Wind King, which had been smashed deep into the ground, causing him to scream in agony. The light of his soul continued to explode, like a pot of boiling oil poured into cold water. His soul struggled violently, and then shrank.

Samadhi Divine Wind Bull didn't care whether the soul under his feet was alive or dead. Standing in the storm of the yellow wind disaster, he raised his head and looked at the sky indifferently. His pair of big bull eyes like lanterns were full of electric lights, as if the Five Thunder Emperor was examining the world. He could see through the yellow wind of heaven and earth at a glance and directly see the ninety-foot-tall giant yellow wind shadow standing outside the storm.

"Are you so eager to die? I told you to put away these turbid and dirty winds!" Samadhi Divine Fire Bull shouted coldly and directly interrupted the wind bag's spell.

It was the Luobao Divine Light of the Luobao Money that knocked the wind bag down and secretly erased the mark of the soul left by the Yellow Wind King on the wind bag, turning it into an ownerless object that fell into the Flaming Mountain.

Without the wind bag to unleash the yellow wind disaster, the storm quickly weakened and dissipated on its own, revealing the ninety-foot-tall giant yellow wind shadow hidden behind the storm.

"My windbag!"

"This is impossible!"

The giant yellow wind figure's thoughts froze, and his unwilling voice caused the wind and clouds in the world to roll violently.

The moment before, he had the advantage of time and place, and was about to kill the opponent. The next moment, all these advantages were broken. No one would be willing to accept such a huge reversal.

The giant yellow wind shadow didn't care to be angry. He raised his hand and all the yellow winds in the sky had to obey his orders. The yellow wind held up the wind bag and flew towards him.

However, it was interrupted by the Samadhi Divine Fire Bull.

The giant yellow wind figure practiced the Samadhi Divine Wind and could control the yellow wind all over the sky. He also had the skill of borrowing wind. Then he sneezed and released the Samadhi True Fire, which blew the wind bag far into the deepest part of the Flame Mountain.

Samadhi Divine Fire Bull exhaled smoke from its mouth and nose: "Without Samadhi Divine Wind and the wind bag, let's see how you can play tricks in front of me."

It was at this time that the soul that had been trampled under the hooves of the cow was refined to death by his Samadhi True Fire, further suppressing the arrogance of King Huangfeng.

In front of King Huangfeng, he stepped on his soul to death. This was more humiliating than simply killing him. Huangfeng Giant Shadow was so angry that his thoughts exploded, stirring up the world again.

The wind bag was lost and was trampled to death. The giant yellow wind shadow said in a cold and angry voice: "I take back what I said before. There are many unexpected variables in you. It is not easy to kill you."

"But I also warned you at the beginning that I didn't come here alone. You are facing the Six Saints of Yellow Wind today who are suppressing you together."

Five yellow whirlwinds appeared in the void behind the giant yellow wind figure. Five powerful souls descended upon the Flame Mountain. There was a huge ancient dragon figure hovering in the sky, a multi-headed demon figure, and a giant roc figure with wings covering the sky...

These figures are hiding in the depths of the yellow wind. Some are ferocious birds and some are divine beasts. Their outlines are hazy and blurry, and each one is extremely huge. They are the mysterious giant black shadows that appeared outside the Flaming Mountain not long ago and have the power to split the sky.

Every breath that exudes is at the same level as King Huangfeng.

"You are all cowards, but I have finally forced you all out." The Samadhi Divine Fire Bull had a calm expression, as if he had expected this scene.

(End of this chapter)