Black mist rolled, twisted, and spread in the air, like a huge black sky, shrouding the entire world in darkness.
These five young men in black are Yingzhao, Jingniu, Dijiang, Chongming and Huandiao.
Yingzhao, this burly young man, has eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
He seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Brothers, this black mist is highly poisonous, so get away quickly."
Before Yingzhao's warning had completely dissipated, suddenly, a thick black mist was like a huge tangible and intangible claw, rushing towards them with an unstoppable momentum.
This black mist rolls endlessly, like evil waves, exuding a poisonous gas that can corrode everything, which is terrifying.
In a flash of lightning, Yingzhao and others suddenly disappeared and appeared high in the sky as if they had traveled through time and space.
They turned back quickly, only to see that the place where they had just stood behind them had been shrouded in a thick layer of black fog. The black fog made people feel heavy and oppressive, blocking all clarity and making everything blurry.
The black mist seemed to be alive, spreading in the air and expanding with unstoppable power.
Its edges are as bottomless as the abyss in the night, constantly swallowing up all the light, leaving only deep darkness and endless unknown.
The black mist continued to surge in the sight of Yingzhao and the others, rushing towards them like a huge wave in the sea.
Yingzhao, Jingniu, Dijiang, Chongming and Huandiao were connected in spirit at this moment. There was no fear in their firm eyes, only the determination to move forward.
A silent understanding spread between them, like an oath that transcended words.
Then, they streaked across the sky like five bolts of lightning.
Their power is surging, and their speed is like a meteor chasing the moon, astonishing and natural.
They each aimed at a tiger-headed bat, like archers aiming at the target, and rushed forward without hesitation.
Yingzhao's figure suddenly flashed strangely like a ghost, appearing behind a ferocious tiger-headed bat.
The breath in his body gathered rapidly like a clear stream, until the fingertips of his left hand condensed into a brilliant yellow light.
"Chrysanthemum technique!" Yingzhao's voice was dull and majestic, as low as distant thunder. He raised his arm gracefully, like catkins dancing in the wind. The fingertips of Yingzhao's left hand shone coldly in the sun, like a carefully crafted sword.
The target of Yingzhao is the back of the tiger-headed bat.
The yellow light jumped out from Yingzhao's fingertips and flew toward the tiger-headed bat's back like a falcon. The yellow light passing through the air was like a chrysanthemum blooming in autumn, with each petal carrying... Cold murderous intent.
Those chrysanthemum petals were as sharp as flying arrows, rushing toward the tiger-headed bat's back with a sound that pierced the air, carrying an imminent fatal lethality.
"not good!"
The tiger-headed bat suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and darted forward involuntarily.
However, the coolness followed strangely like a cunning shadow.
Immediately afterwards, countless chrysanthemum petals flew up like a rainstorm, accurately hitting its left wing, and the continuous impact sound echoed in the air.
"Ding--"
The petals pierced the tiger-headed bat's wing membrane like sharp arrows, followed by a splatter of demonic blood.
"Ouch——"
The tiger-headed bat let out a shrill roar, and the sharp pain on its left wing was like an invisible sledgehammer, hitting its head violently, making it unable to maintain a stable line of sight. The huge body rolled crazily on the ground, like an out-of-control mountain, unstoppable.
The tiger-headed bat's eyes showed deep fear, and it nervously locked onto the heroic move with the corner of its eye.
"Ouch——"
The tiger-headed bat flapped its wings, roaring into the sky like a strong wind, and then whirled in mid-air, letting out a shrill wail.
"Huh, you want to run away? You're so stupid." Yingzhao mocked, with a contemptuous smile on his face.
In an instant, a cloud of white smoke appeared from behind Yingzhao, condensing into a pair of huge white wings, as if he were an elf descending from mythology.
Yingzhao stood in the air with a calm expression, as if everything was under his control.
Yingzhao shouted in a low and majestic voice: "Hanjing Divine Bow, show up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark blue crystal bow suddenly appeared in his hand. The bow shone with an icy light, as if it could freeze the surrounding air.
Yingzhao quickly unfolded his white wings and flew in front of the tiger-headed bat in an instant.
His movements were as fast as lightning and seemed to transcend the limits of time.
Yingzhao held the cold crystal divine bow tightly and aimed at the tiger-headed bat.
"Boy, why did your speed suddenly become so weird?" the tiger-headed bat asked in a horrified tone.
Yingzhao replied coldly: "You are not qualified to know."
A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the tiger-headed bat, and he said coldly: "No matter how fast you are, you can't compete with me."
Yingzhao raised his eyebrows contemptuously and said proudly: "Then let's give it a try!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yingzhao raised his cold crystal bow, and instantly an ice arrow condensed, exuding a cold aura.
The wings of the tiger-headed bat suddenly spread out, as if it was getting ready to fly, indicating that it was about to fly high.
"Whoosh!" With a sound, Yingzhao loosened the tight bow string, and the arrow flew out quickly with a sharp sound of wind.
"Ouch!"
The tiger-headed bat roared and faced the arrow.
"Bang!"
Two huge forces collided in mid-air with a loud bang that shook the ground. The powerful force destroyed the rocks on the ground into ruins.
The air rolled under the violent impact, like a flame blown by a strong wind, swaying and beating violently.
The figures of Yingzhao and the tiger-headed bat loomed in the air.
Immediately afterwards, Yingzhao's figure first came into view. He stood on the ground, holding the cold crystal divine bow in his hand, and the bow made a crisp trembling sound.
Yingzhao snorted coldly, "Huh, is that all you have?"
The tiger-headed bat flapped its wings, rose into the air again, and roared: "I'm not done yet!"
Yingzhao raised the cold crystal divine bow and said coldly: "Then continue!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Countless crystal clear ice arrows pierced the sky in an instant, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air tore through the quiet sky.
These ice arrows aimed at the tiger-headed bat and pierced its body rapidly, causing its body to become riddled with holes in an instant.
Yingzhao stared at the tiger-headed bat expressionlessly. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the pain caused by the ice arrow made the tiger-headed bat unable to ignore it.
The tiger-headed bat roared low, waved its wings, showed its sharp claws, and then rushed towards Yingzhao bravely.
"What a reckless thing!" Yingzhao mocked contemptuously, "I'll let you see my strength!"
After saying that, Yingzhao raised the cold crystal bow in his hand and aimed at the charging tiger-headed bat.
An ice arrow shot out of the air and hit the target accurately.
This time, the ice arrow did not disappear as suddenly as before, but tightly froze the tiger-headed bat in mid-air.
"I originally thought that your attack power was very powerful, sweeping across like thunder, unbeatable. But now it seems that it is not as unstoppable as I thought. In my opinion, this attack power is not enough to pose no threat. , but it’s not a serious challenge.” The tiger-headed bat struggled and roared, but could not move.
"Do you think my attack just now is my strongest skill? If that's the case, I must admit that your stupidity is beyond my imagination!" Yingzhao said mockingly, holding the Cold Crystal Divine Bow tightly, and steadily moved toward the tiger. The first bat walked away.
Yingzhao knew clearly that even if the Dragon Elephant Demon took action in person, he might not be able to escape his arrow.
The cold crystal bow is the coldest artifact in the world. Its arrows are like ice covering thousands of miles. When thousands of arrows are fired, the mountains and rivers can be frozen.
Wherever the cold crystals go, life is extinguished and everything is frozen.
After listening to Yingzhao's words, the tiger-headed bat felt that its lungs were about to burst. It snorted softly, and then said to Yingzhao: "Come over, I really don't believe you are powerful enough to hurt a hair on my head! "
"Since you have doubts, I will prove it to you with practical actions!" Yingzhao smiled contemptuously, and then activated the "Dazzling Phantom Light Technique".
This is a fascinating illusion that is enough to make the enemy lose direction in this brilliant light, making it impossible to distinguish the outline of anything.
Thousands of bright lights burst out from Yingzhao's palm instantly, like a meteor shower across the night sky. It was so dazzling that people couldn't help but be intoxicated.
Seeing the thousands of rays of light in Yingzhao's hand, a look of extreme horror flashed across the tiger-headed bat's eyes.
It stammered and shouted at Yingzhao: "No, this is impossible! I must be hallucinating! How can you master this kind of skill?"
