Chapter 230 Demon-Suppressing Bell Attack
Chapter 230 Demon-Suppressing Bell Attack
The moment Zhu Shengming was enveloped by the phantom of the golden bell, he sensed something was amiss.
The soul power that had been slowly draining away since he was stationed in the abyss of monsters has stopped flowing.
Zhu Shengming looked up at the giant golden bell suspended in mid-air, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.
A large, black clock floated in mid-air.
The Flaming Lion King looked warily at the giant bell in mid-air, opened its blood-red maw, and revealed its incredibly sharp, gleaming teeth.
With its forelimbs on the ground, a low growl came from its throat.
The black hairs stood on end.
His fierceness was tinged with a hint of weakness beneath his tough exterior.
His blood-red eyes darted around before finally settling on Zhang Feifei.
No matter how powerful a magical artifact created by a human is, it will lose its combat power once its owner dies.
Zhu Shengming gathered spiritual energy in his palms and stood quietly to the side, ready to lend a helping hand at any moment.
Of course, he would only intervene when Zhang Feifei faced a life-or-death crisis.
The Flaming Lion lowered its body, pushed off with its hind legs, and slashed at Zhang Feifei's throat with its sharp claws.
The black bell in mid-air transformed into a giant shield, landing in front of the golden bell phantom in front of Zhang Feifei, blocking the attack of the Flaming Lion.
The Flame Lion paused for a moment, then launched a frenzied attack.
Its claws, imbued with magic, scratched at the large black shield, and it soon became breathless with exhaustion.
However, only shallow marks remained on the black shield.
As the Flaming Lion gasped for breath, the black shield transformed into a large sword in front of Zhang Feifei and fell into her hand.
Zhang Feifei's eyes narrowed, and she swung her broadsword at the belly of the Flaming Lion.
The abdomen is the Flame Lion's weak point.
It is also where the Flaming Demon Lion's demon core is located.
Realizing Zhang Feifei's intentions, the Flaming Lion roared in anger, its claws sprouting sharp nails as it engaged Zhang Feifei in a fierce battle.
In the battle against the Flaming Lion, Zhang Feifei went from being unfamiliar with the Seven-Turn Demon-Suppressing Bell to becoming proficient.
As time went on, Zhang Feifei became increasingly adept at using the Seven-Turn Demon-Suppressing Bell to change forms for both attack and defense.
The Flame Lion King's attack style is wide-ranging and very simple.
Later on, Zhang Feifei could even predict the opponent's next attack methods and quickly switch between different forms of the Seven-Turn Demon-Suppressing Bell to deal with it.
With his cultivation at the Integration Stage and the help of the Seven-Turn Demon-Suppressing Bell, he suppressed the Flaming Demon Lion King and fought it to a standstill.
The Fiery Lion King transformed into thousands of clones and surrounded Zhang Feifei.
The Seven-Turn Demon-Suppressing Bell transformed into countless minute hands, protecting Zhang Feifei layer by layer.
The roar of the Fiery Lion King came from all directions, penetrating every nook and cranny.
Even though Zhang Feifei blocked her hearing, her soul was still attacked by the sound waves.
A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Feifei concentrated her mind, and tens of thousands of demon-suppressing needles spread out in all directions.
Lock onto the Flame Lion's clone and launch an attack.
Even though the Flaming Lion's clone was just a ball of dark demonic energy, it still couldn't escape the attack of the Demon-Suppressing Needle formed by the Seven-Turn Demon-Suppressing Bell.
After being attacked by the Demon-Suppressing Needle, the demonic energy of the Flaming Lion clone weakened somewhat.
With a roar, the Flaming Lion sent thousands of clones flying back to the bottom of the Beast Abyss.
The Demon-Suppressing Needle transformed back into the Seven-Turn Demon-Suppressing Bell.
Zhu Shengming's eyes showed appreciation. "Not bad."
"Goddess, are you injured?"
Zhang Feifei calmly wiped the blood from her lips, her tone indifferent, "It's nothing."
Zhu Shengming: "Let's go, let's get out of the blockade first."
Zhang Feifei nodded. "Mm."
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