20demayo Chapter 669: War Wind Talk
Chapter 669: War Wind Talk
The gray-black airflow in Feng Tan's hands deepened along with the blood color in her eyes, and gradually formed a phantom similar to a swan behind her.
However, that phantom could only be described as being similar to a swan, but definitely not a swan, whether it was its somewhat shortened neck or its increasingly long tail.
Lin Zhao narrowed his eyes: "The form of the True Phoenix?"
At this point, Lin Zhao realized that his understanding of the woman in front of him was still too superficial.
It turns out that Feng Tan must devour his brother, not only because he wants to obtain Feng Ze's power and the evil thoughts from another world, but also because he wants to deprive Feng Ze of his bloodline in order to strengthen his own bloodline.
However, even at this stage, she only made her Honghu form have some of the posture of a true phoenix.
"It turns out that humans just can't understand animals." The Tianzhu Pen in Lin Zhao's hand slowly paused, and then drew a bright arc in the void.
Traces of dark blue talismans circulated around Lin Zhao, offsetting all the gray auras that tried to approach Lin Zhao.
Feng Tan was able to recognize that the dark blue talisman marks around Lin Zhao were just the simplest exorcism talismans.
The simplest exorcism talisman could completely block out her power, which made her unable to help but fight back against Lin Zhao's words.
“How can a child of destiny like you, who was born with the luck of the Ancient Phoenix, understand a downtrodden divine beast like us whose upper limit is the True Phoenix?”
After she finished speaking, she shook her head, calmed herself down for a while, took out a talisman from her sleeve, and threw it at the annoying exorcism talismans around Lin Zhao.
Those were immortal-level blasting talismans that fell around Lin Zhao, quickly blasting away the exorcism talisman marks around Lin Zhao one by one.
As flames splashed, the sounds of explosions were like thunder and drums, illuminating the sky and earth with a bright yellow color. The Honghu from the Northern and Southern tribes who were fighting around all stopped and stepped back at the same time, stopping to watch the outcome of the battle.
Obviously, they did not expect that the highest level of combat this time would be directly raised from the previous True Immortal level to the Upper Immortal level.
Feng Ya looked at the blue figure being torn apart by the power of the blasting talisman from afar, and her breathing could not help but stagnate. Feng Ting beside her was looking at the brilliant blasting flames that were exploding one after another, and the sky full of flaming golden stars. His face was pale and his pupils were slightly shaking.
Feng Ya noticed his expression and knew what was going on with this fellow tribesman of hers. She sighed faintly, suppressed some of her worries, and said to him: "Lin Zhao should be fine. Calm down. The Northern Tribe still needs our fighting power."
Feng Ting knew that Feng Ya had seen through his thoughts. He lowered his head in embarrassment, looked deeply in the direction of Lin Zhao, and clenched his fists.
If it weren't for the fact that their Honghu clan didn't have anyone they could use, perhaps Lin Zhao wouldn't have been left alone to endure such a powerful attack today.
Feng Ting said: "After this battle, if I am still alive, I would like to apply to the ancestor to go to the upper realm and take the Tianhuang test."
Feng Ya was startled, then looked at this fellow from the same clan who usually had no ambitions, and frowned: "If it's for Lin Zhao, then what you're doing is actually useless."
Such a beautiful girl is beyond their reach.
Feng Ting smiled bitterly: "Just think that I can't give up this wishful thinking. Instead of finding a Taoist partner to end this life hastily, it's better to have a grand and vigorous life, so that this life will not be in vain."
Fengya was speechless.
But she could understand Feng Ting to some extent. To be fair, if she were faced with a person of the opposite sex like Lin Zhao, what would she do?
I'm afraid it won't be much better than when the wind stops.
Feng Ya bit her lip and sighed softly: "I hope our Northern Clan can win this time."
The space around Lin Zhao couldn't withstand such a powerful explosion, and a big hole was blown open, seemingly on the verge of collapse.
Seeing this scene, Feng Tan was shocked by the restorative power between heaven and earth before he could even smile.
I saw a light white light rising from the sky that was about to collapse, and the torn space force returned to fill the gap, allowing this world to return to normal.
“Lin Zhao?!”
The only one who could do this was the one she had sealed in the blasting talisman.
In the midst of the flames, a light blue figure appeared faintly. The blue runes around her still showed no signs of disappearing or fluctuating, flowing steadily around her, as if they had never experienced those immortal-level blasting runes.
Lin Zhao held the Heaven Punishment Pen in his hand. Seeing the shock in Shang Fengtan's eyes, he brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves and said, "If this is your attainment in spiritual talismans, then you have let down your teacher's teachings."
Feng Tan stretched out her hand, and a jade-white talisman pen appeared in her hand: "Lin Zhao, you asked for this."
She bit her fingertips, and some gray-black blood became the most aggressive talisman ink. The scarlet blood with some gray-black blood formed a sharp contrast with the jade-white talisman pen. She drew out mysterious and exquisite talismans stroke by stroke.
Feng Tan did not use simple talisman paper, but his own feathers.
When these talismans fell on the feathers, the feathers actually took on a metallic hue under the sunlight.
The next moment, Feng Tan waved her hand, and runes fell into the air. Her pen moved like a dragon, and each feather with runes drawn on it followed the trajectory of the talisman she drew.
The talisman is made on the ground, controlled by a pen, and carried with the talisman.
Feng Tan's seemingly nonchalant actions made Lin Zhao's eyes turn strange.
It has to be said that Feng Tan indeed inherited Grandma Honghu's attainments and talents in talismans.
Lin Zhao asked herself whether she was definitely not as talented in talismans as Feng Tan, at least in terms of controlling talismans with a pen. If she had such a sophisticated method, she would not have drawn talismans on herself and almost blew herself up.
But talent is talent, and if they really compare, Lin Zhao is not necessarily afraid of her.
"Heavenly punishment, arise!"
A golden light appeared between Lin Zhao's eyebrows, and hundreds of spiritual talismans appeared around her. Tian Zhu's strokes fell like swords, swiftly waving on each talisman.
Lin Zhao did not bleed, but after each stroke of the Tianzhu Pen, she splashed spiritual ink of various colors from her hand.
These talisman papers are obviously different from the talismans drawn by Feng Tan that can form a set of formations.
Lin Zhao seemed to be desperate and tried every possible means to draw talismans.
Even Honghu, who were not very proficient in talismans, could see that something was wrong with this scene, let alone Fengya and Fengting, two talisman masters who had profound attainments in talismans.
"What is Lin Zhao doing?" Feng Ya couldn't help asking, "Doesn't she know that once the formation drawn by Feng Tan is completed, it will be an immortal formation, which will definitely be able to imprison a true immortal and restrict a supreme immortal? Or does she think she can fight against a Daluo Jinxian, so she is not afraid of the immortal formation?!"