Chapter 51: Fierce Battle at Quan Ti (Part 1)

  The yellow bull crashed to the ground with a loud noise, stirring up waves of air and causing the cave to shake again, raising another layer of dust.

  In the midst of chaotic dust, a faint spiritual energy overflowed from Huang Niu's body and wandered in the air, while the turbid yellow demonic aura had already dissipated, seemingly present but absent around his body.

  The wizard monster was stunned, it stood a bit far away, and the light was not clear. At first glance, it thought that Ding Lingxiu had summoned four bloody arms to tightly pinch the yellow cow spirit. But when he looked again, he found that the four blood-red arms seemed to be crawling. The wizard monster felt something was wrong, so he walked forward a bit, and only then did he see clearly:

  In front of the cow's chest, four enormous leech-like bugs were crawling, or they had sucked too much blood and their bodies had swollen to such a huge size that from afar, they looked like inflated balloons with tight skin, as if they would explode with just one more sip of blood.

  The weakness of the Yellow Ox is blood-sucking insects, and encountering a leech will greatly reduce its demonic power, let alone such a ferocious leech.

  Ding Lingyu walked calmly towards the magician monster, with Shen Bingwei's divine form standing beside him, exuding an aura that made people dare not approach.

  "I found these few Tyrant Dragon Leeches in the food den of that giant bear you raised. At first, I just thought they were rare and caught a few. Because the Tyrant Dragon Leeches have animal-like teeth instead of suckers, they absorb blood very quickly and are easy to raise, so we can keep a few on hand for situations where someone is bitten by a venomous snake, after all, there are many snakes here." Ding Lingyu paused, wincing in pain from his wound, before continuing:

  "But I didn't expect it would be used on you now, this is what you get for being your own worst enemy."

  Ding Lingxiu's tone was calm and peaceful, as if she were talking about something completely unrelated.

  In fact, he wanted to take this opportunity to divert the attention of the magic monster, get closer step by step, and take advantage of it.

  The wizard monster stared blankly at the yellow cow spirit, seemingly having received a huge stimulus.

  Ding Lingxiu cautiously approached, just about to get close to this monster when he suddenly stopped, because he found that the magician-disguised monster was not intimidated by the terrifying encounter with the yellow cow spirit at all. It was deliberately pretending to be like this.

  Because he found that the demon in front of him had a subtle smile at the corner of his mouth, which was not an expression of being too surprised to speak, but rather a movement to suppress himself from laughing. In other words, Ding Lingxiu's actions may have already been seen through by it, and he himself may be approaching the enemy's trap.

  But I have a Divine Guardian Emblem?

  Ding Lingxiu thought for a moment, the cigarette in his mouth was still burning, and his Shén Wèi Fú could last for a while longer. During this time, even if there were any traps, he wouldn't be harmed by them.

  Then he began to slowly approach the magician monster, but the magician continued to crouch there like a stone statue. It was sideways against Ding Lingxiu, with its arms tightly hugging that shining soul ball, and its expression became elusive under the dim light.

  Ding Lingxiu clenched his teeth on the cigarette holder, not daring to continue smoking, because this would shorten the duration of the Spirit Guardian Symbol's effect. The feeling of having a cigarette at the mouth but not daring to smoke was a huge torture for a smoker, just like having a naked beauty tempting a normal man.

  Ding Lingxiu no longer hesitated, drew out the demon-suppressing talisman, held it upside down in his hand, and quickened his pace, planning to win with a single blow.

  The distance is getting closer and closer, and it's just one step away.

  Ding Lingxiu wielded a dagger and stabbed it straight into the monster's back.

  A sharp blade of light flashed, cutting through the air like a thunderbolt. The icy dagger was completely inserted into the monster's back, but Ding Lingyu immediately felt that something was off. This feeling was not at all like stabbing into flesh, it was more like stabbing into a ball of cotton. It was even more insubstantial than cotton. And when he tried to pull out the dagger, he found that it was already too late.

  The monster in front of me suddenly turned into a cluster of pink feathers and scattered.

  A surge of extremely intense demonic energy enveloped Ding Ling's head in an instant, and then, countless pink lights shot down from above him like a stormy rain, forming a vast arrow curtain.

  "A hundred feathers fall from the sky."

  Ding Ling's body was protected by the divine soldiers, and these sharp pink demonic auras wrapped in feathers all hit the giant shield of the divine soldier, making a "ding ding dong" sound. Ding Ling couldn't help but furrow his brow, under the impact of this arrow rain, the divine soldier's light was retracted, even the smoke in his mouth began to burn more fiercely, it was clear that the effect of the divine guard symbol would not last for long.

  At this time, Ding Lingxiu's backpack also had a reaction to the Xunyao Luopan. He took it out and found that the attributes of the demon in the air were displayed on it:

  Demon Name: Juan Ti

  Rank: Elite

  Weakness: Venomous snakes, toxic poison

  "Qiu Ti?" Ding Ling Xiu was taken aback for a moment, the taut strings in his heart suddenly relaxed. Just now, he was still worried about how to deal with this demon in front of him, but at this moment, it became clear and a plan immediately emerged.

  "Pong——Pong——"

  The last two pink feathers were knocked crooked by Shen Bingwei and snapped to the ground.

  The Shenwei symbol has also been completely incinerated, and the body of Shenbing Wei is beginning to weaken, becoming more and more blurred, gradually disappearing.

  Ding Lingxiu looked up and found that the Skylark in the air had also changed its playful smile, and its shape had transformed into a bird-like human form. The originally innocent and lovely Lolita face now had strange patterns, her eyes had turned dark green, shining with cold light.

  The fairy removed the magician's hat, revealing a golden crown-like pattern underneath. A pair of dazzling pink wings grew out on her shoulders, with flowing lights and colors surging on the wings, pink demonic energy wrapping around each feather, shining with tiny arcs of light. The arrow array that was just extremely fierce was the masterpiece of these feathers.

  The peony fairy gazed down at Ding Lingyu with a sarcastic tone, but without the cute and mischievous expression from earlier.

  "Hmph, I never thought that a little brat who I didn't even take seriously would actually force me, the king, to use my demonic powers."

  Ding Lingxiu dug out his earplugs and looked at Juan Ti with a pout, muttering in response:

  "I didn't expect your last words would be such a cliché."

  Her anger surged, and a faint light flashed from her eyes:

  "How detestable, you've lost the protection of Shen Bingwei and yet you still dare to be so arrogant. Watch as I turn you into a beehive." Huāng Tì's twin wings closed, pink demonic energy condensed in mid-air, only to suddenly burst forth and scatter in all directions as her wings spread apart. "Go die, Hundred Feather Skyfall."

  Pink light feathers, like a meteor shower falling from the sky, one after another, densely shot onto the ground. The pink light underwent intense friction in the air, emitting a sound similar to bullets being fired, making people's hearts tremble with fear. These incredibly powerful light feathers pierced through rocks, causing them to shatter into powder instantly.

  Ding Lingxiu covered his head and ran wildly, all the way hearing the sound of rocks exploding one after another behind him, his speed was about to be overtaken by the ever-closer Guangyu.

  Yan Ti shot out the demonic feathers on her body while letting out a sly and evil laugh:

  "Heh heh... Run away, weak little demon hunter. You can run to wherever you want, but you'll still be dead. And even if I don't kill you, you won't be able to touch a single one of my fingers."

  In fact, Guan Ti's arrogance is not unreasonable. At this moment, Ding Lingxiu cannot use the Hundred Ghosts Diagram, and Guan Ti will not give Ding Lingxiu a chance to burn talismans. Relying solely on military daggers and a few demon-suppressing talismans to deal with this flying demon elite is simply more difficult than ascending to heaven.

  Ding Ling's speed had reached its limit, the six lights pierced through the stone and came, the broken stones in mid-air were stirred up by this demonic energy, faster than Guang Yu, all of them smashed onto Ding Ling's back of his head, only then did Ding Ling realize that the next move would be fatal to him.

  Ding Lingyu was hit by the gravel and almost at the same time, he reacted so quickly that even he himself couldn't believe it was real. This kind of reaction is only triggered in normal people when they are in extremely dangerous situations.

  Ding Lingxiu turned around and rose up, the military dagger in his hand drew out a sharp and cold gleam, which opened in an arc shape, instantly intercepting all six arrow energies that shot over. In the moment when their forces collided, Ding Lingxiu was shocked beyond measure, his pupils suddenly enlarged, and he held the dagger upside down to block his face.

  "Ah——"

  Ding Lingxiu let out a mournful cry and fell to the ground. Two streaks of blood shot out from his two arms...

  The peony was delighted in the air, and a extremely charming smile appeared on her face.

  "Heh heh, how's that? You didn't think you could dodge my twin feathered arrows either."

  Ding Lingxiu painfully covered the bullet holes in his arms, hot blood gushing out of the wounds and soaking into the shirt inside his jacket. The blood overflowed from the cuffs, dyeing Ding Lingxiu's hands a deep red.

  Originally, just now when Ding Lingyu swung his dagger to cut off the light feathers, two of the six light feathers suddenly split in two and shot into his defenseless dead angle. Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise he would have been pierced through the brain by these sharp demon feathers.

  The feathers on the body of the phoenix became sparse after this intense burst, and it took advantage of Ding Ling's momentary pause to use its demonic energy to quickly regrow the sharp feathers on its wings.

  Ding Ling's eyes lit up in front of him, and he had been waiting for this moment all along.

  From the first time Quan Ti used "Hundred Feather Sky Drop", Ding Ling Xiu discovered that its attack method had intervals, because it needed enough time to recover the number of feathers. And during this period, it was the best opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

  Opportunity should not be lost, Ding Lingxiu gritted her teeth, one hand tightly grasping a military dagger, the other hand picking up several broken stones on the ground and throwing them at Quan Ti.

  Although the peacock concentrated its demonic energy on condensing its feathers, this degree of attack still couldn't hurt it. So it didn't even dodge and just flew a bit higher, letting the stones hit its wings.

  The peacock glanced at Ding Lingxiu with a slanted gaze and said proudly:

  "A mere pebble... can this small stone still knock me, the king, down? A egg striking a rock."

  Just as it finished speaking, it suddenly felt something was off. A cold light had mixed into the stone, and when it looked closer, the cold light had already approached to within a meter of its body. It immediately stopped condensing its feathers and flew away in alarm.

  But at such a close distance, it was impossible to completely dodge, and he was still cut by the dagger. A few drops of red blood fell to the ground, and the dagger also spun and hit the ground.

  The peony was furious and said angrily:

  "How detestable! You actually dare to play this trick of confusing right and wrong with me, the king. However, no matter how hard you try, it will only make me shed a little blood. Let's see how I'll deal with you next."

  Ding Lingxiu's face was calm and collected as he picked up the dagger from the ground, his expression exactly the same as when he had just defeated the Yellow Bull Demon.

  "A little blood? This little blood is enough to defeat you."