Rumble...
Another loud noise, and a large pit was directly blown out of the ground. After the smoke cleared, Zhang Ling's embarrassed figure was revealed in the pit.
Overhead, more than ten zhang in the sky, a huge black shadow swooped down. Amidst the flapping of wings, the Crimson Wind Bird had arrived.
Faced with the swooping Crimson Wind Bird, Zhang Ling seemed to have no time to react, and two pairs of scarlet glowing claws appeared before his eyes. If he were struck by these claws, which seemed like gold and iron, he would be torn to pieces in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the crimson claws landed on Zhang Ling's body, but Zhang Ling's figure became thin, like a bubble bursting, turning into specks of blue light and dissipating.
This was the effect of a phantom talisman.
"Rise!"
A cold shout came from another direction, and a layer of white mist floated around. In the blink of an eye, the Crimson Wind Bird was enveloped in a thick white cloud.
The firebird seemed to sense danger and immediately emitted a ten-zhang-long crimson flame from its body. It directly turned into a streak of fire and soared into the sky, but it only flew more than twenty zhang into the air before a large expanse of thick white clouds appeared above.
This layer of white cloud was like stone, and the Crimson Wind Bird crashed into it with a muffled bang.
The Crimson Wind Bird flapped its wings and turned into a thick streak of fire, flying towards another direction, but it only flew twenty zhang before being blocked by another layer of stone-white clouds.
Rumbling sounds continued to come from within the formation. No matter which direction the bird flew, up, down, left, or right, countless thick white clouds appeared.
At this moment, Zhang Ling was standing outside the formation, a bronze disc floating in front of his chest, with a layer of white and green light constantly flashing on it, making the disc as transparent as jade.
Zhang Ling was not in a hurry to attack. He first carefully observed the Crimson Wind Bird in the formation. Speaking of which, this was his first time fighting a high-level desolate beast alone, and he was a little excited.
Generally speaking, whether it is a high-level desolate beast or a demon beast, cultivators are weaker in same-level battles. The attacks they use are mostly very simple, and it is easy for cultivators to find weaknesses and restrain them.
The reason is also because demon beasts have low intelligence, and desolate beasts are even more eroded by turbid air, making them almost incapable of thinking. They are not as good as demon beasts and only have instinct.
Although demon beasts have low intelligence, high-level demon beasts also have a certain ability to think. It is said that some fox types, or some heaven and earth alien species, are born with strong intelligence.
Demon foxes with fifth or sixth-order strength are said to have intelligence no less than that of humans. And those eighth-order demon beasts are even comparable to old foxes, and they can transform into human form. They mostly have the upper hand even when facing human Nascent Soul cultivators.
Whether it is a demon beast or a desolate beast, their desperate counterattacks are the most dangerous.
Of course, the Crimson Wind Bird trapped in the formation at this moment poses no threat to Zhang Ling, so he can carefully observe it calmly.
And this set of formations is also much more powerful than the formations that Huang Ying and the others set up to deal with the Earth Armor Beast decades ago.
Boom, boom, boom, muffled sounds continued to come from within the formation. Suddenly, the Crimson Wind Bird let out a long cry, and strands of fire energy gathered on its head, instantly condensing into a huge fireball with a diameter of five or six zhang.
This fireball flew out and smashed directly towards Zhang Ling's direction.
Zhang Ling stood still without changing his expression. A layer of clouds appeared in the space more than ten zhang in front, and the huge fireball smashed on it, directly dyeing the clouds crimson.
After a loud noise, the clouds also faded a bit, but they did not break open.
"Hiss, the attack power of this sixth-order desolate beast is indeed extraordinary."
Zhang Ling did not move at all, but he was secretly surprised in his heart. His gaze fell on the formation disc floating in front of his chest. Due to the attack just now, the formation disc of this Water Cloud Wind Driving Formation also trembled slightly.
It seems that if the sixth-order demon beast is allowed to attack arbitrarily, it is really possible to break this formation.
That would be no joke. Zhang Ling no longer hesitated, and with a single hand pointed at the formation disc, several wisps of light yellow spiritual light and runes disappeared into the formation disc.
Immediately, the cyan disc rotated rapidly, turning into a white disc, with more than a dozen cyan small flags floating on it.
These cyan flags were just phantoms formed by spiritual power. Under Zhang Ling's urging, the cyan flags also waved quickly.
The formation also responded instantly, and countless white clouds rolled rapidly. After a few breaths, large swaths of white clouds turned cyan. Then, the whistling sound of the wind rose.
A series of cyan hurricanes connecting the sky and the earth appeared in the formation. Each cyan giant peak was more than ten zhang high and three or four zhang wide. Under the rapid rotation, it turned into a continuous cyan light, surrounding the Crimson Wind Bird.
Although the Crimson Wind Bird had confused intelligence, it was, after all, a high-level beast demon bird, and its keen instinct also felt the danger.
A long cry came from its mouth, and several crimson feathers at the tail of the Crimson Wind Bird suddenly翘了起来, lit up with a dazzling spiritual light.
The Crimson Wind Bird's pitch-black body turned crimson. It looked like the main body had also turned into a firebird.
Then, the Crimson Wind Bird quickly flapped its wings and flew, instantly turning into a huge fireball of seven or eight zhang in size, constantly colliding with the hurricane group.
The sound of wind whistling and bursting continued to come, and the ground trembled constantly.
Zhang Ling unhurriedly controlled the formation disc, trapping the Crimson Wind Bird tightly in the formation, stimulating the killing formation of the Water Cloud Wind Driving Formation, and releasing gusts of cyan hurricanes to continuously attack the Crimson Wind Bird.
The actual attack power of the cyan hurricane is only equivalent to the full blow of a Foundation Establishment peak cultivator, which is naturally not enough to deal with a sixth-order desolate beast.
But with these obstacles, this bird would not be able to attack the formation and could only be trapped in the formation, constantly being consumed.
Zhang Ling was not in a hurry. He wanted to wait until this Crimson Wind Bird was exhausted before personally killing it.
After all, the materials on a sixth-order demon bird are still very precious, and he also wants to keep the Crimson Wind Bird's demon soul as a material for refining the Soul Breaking Pearl.
High-level demon souls are not easy to collect. Desolate beasts were originally demon beasts and have demon souls, but they are chaotic. However, it is easier to successfully refine them for refining the Soul Breaking Pearl.
The soul orb refined from a sixth-order demon soul, if used well, may be able to make even a Golden Core late-stage cultivator lose his mind for a moment, which is enough to be used as a trump card.
A full day passed like this. In the evening of the second day, Zhang Ling also began to act.
After such a long time of consumption, the Crimson Wind Bird was exhausted, and the released flame attack had dropped greatly and was no longer a concern.
Zhang Ling first took out Elder Long's white jade fan and joined the attack.
Although this fan is Elder Long's natal magic weapon, he has not refined it, and can only exert about 50% of its power, but this magic weapon is of the ice attribute, and the Crimson Wind Bird is a desolate beast of the fire attribute, which is just restrained by it.
Zhang Ling's spiritual power was injected into the white jade fan, and cyan and white spiritual lights emerged from the fan surface. Under the interweaving of the spiritual lights, a large amount of cold matter was released and swept into the formation.
The Crimson Wind Bird keenly felt the coldness and became restless, constantly fanning its wings, and a ten-zhang flame light rose from its body. But on closer inspection, the flame light was constantly shaking and was not as condensed as before.
