C165 Waving the Spear to Behead Demons

The moment he regained clarity in his mind, Zhao Mingzhe felt the vitality in his body start to circulate rapidly. Soon after, his dantian seemed to hum, and the half of the "Fire Burn Rod" in his spatial ring also started to hum!

Zhao Mingzhe's mind moved, and the half of the 'Fire Burn Rod' in his spatial ring appeared in a flash. Following that, the half of the 'Fire Burn Rod' seemed to be affected by some sort of suction force, and clashed with one another.

It was also at this time that the vitality in Zhao Mingzhe's Martial Veins gathered violently and gradually formed into a straight line. From the core of his Martial Veins on his spine, a surging stream of air rushed out of his body, gradually forming the image of a half burnt rod.

In the next moment, the half of the "Burning Fire Rod" in the sky clashed with the half of the "Burning Fire Rod" illusion that came from Zhao Mingzhe's Martial Veins.

In midair, dazzling, multi-colored light suddenly shot out.

Following the fall of the light, a completely snow white long spear landed in Zhao Mingzhe's hands. At this time, the blood long spear that was wrapped in the dark black airflow coincidentally pierced towards him like an arrow!

He subconsciously held the snow white spear at his chest, the tip of the blood red spear, the moment it hit the spear shaft, a powerful force surged forward, causing Zhao Mingzhe to be unable to resist taking two steps back.

However, Zhao Mingzhe was not alarmed, but instead happy. Now, with the Divine Spear in his hand, even more so, he could not feel the existence of the Inner Demon.

At this time, the blood-red longspear that was wrapped in the dark energy flow seemed to be controlled by a pair of invisible hands and pierced towards Zhao Mingzhe violently once again.

With a glint in his eyes, Zhao Mingzhe suddenly shouted explosively.

"Furious Dragon Goes to Sea!"

His left hand suddenly slapped his right arm that held the spear, and his snow-white hair began to buzz like the roar of a dragon. Then, with an earth-shattering momentum, the long spear violently shot towards the blood-red spear in the sky.

The two spear tips collided precisely and emitted a heaven-shaking sound. Violent force surged out in all directions.

Zhao Mingzhe's body was forced two steps back, but the blood-red spear in the air was also blown back a distance!

Outside the main vein of Five Fingers Peak, there was an incredulous look on his face as he subconsciously said:

"What, what is going on?!"

Xuan Xin, who was leading them, also had an incomparably shocked expression on his face as he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"If my guess is correct, the five fingered mountain's main vein's devil barrier has been sealed into that blood-red long spear. That's why this long spear is able to automatically attack Zhao Mingzhe as if it was alive."

"The demonic path has been sealed into the long spear. How … how did this happen?"

Xuan Xin's expression was also a little perplexed, and he subconsciously shook his head.

"This old monk would never have thought, in this world, just who could do this, to instantly strip all of the devil attribute from Zhao Mingzhe's body, and even seal it within that blood-red long spear. But no matter what, this is already the best chance, as long as that blood-red long spear is destroyed, that sealed devil barrier will definitely disappear along with it!"

As Xuan Xin and Wu Hui were talking, the blood red spear let out a shrill hum again and thrust towards Zhao Mingzhe like lightning.

His eyes turned cold, the spear in Zhao Mingzhe's hands, instantly stabbed into the ground. Borrowing the immense force of the ground, Zhao Mingzhe walked away with the spear, the countless of sand and stones, even the huge trees, were all swept up by the powerful force of the spear below, flying straight ahead!

Zhao Mingzhe had already used this Hidden Dragon Subduing Tiger Technique of the Seven Dragons Coiling Spear Technique to the extreme.

With an explosive shout, the long spear suddenly appeared from the ground, bringing along countless sand and broken trees, instantly condensing around the long spear. In the air, the two sharp spears once again violently clashed.

With the help of the Dragon Exploring Plate Spear Art, Zhao Mingzhe had become more and more courageous. After the collision, his body had not moved an inch as he stood proudly on the ground. The blood-red long spear, on the other hand, had already become dimmer!

At this time, that cold and ethereal voice rang out:

"Kid, although I am now attached to the spear, don't forget, that damned spear spirit is also attached to the spear. If the spear is destroyed, I will definitely die, but that spear spirit is also finished.

The moment this voice fell, Spear Soul's voice urgently appeared in Zhao Mingzhe's mind:

"You can't have half of the seal, water-repelling spear, it can't be considered to be truly remodelled, and it won't be able to support you for long. Similarly, the amount of time I have to seal my demonic attribute in the spear won't be long, so hurry up and make your move!"

The expression on Zhao Mingzhe's face showed some hesitation, and he subconsciously replied:

"But if that's the case, you also have to …"

"I was born from the spear and died along with it, it can be considered a kind of fate. Moreover, if you are killed, I will also disappear, that way, no one will be able to control this demon. Don't hesitate, make your move!"

As he spoke, the blood-red spear suddenly issued a mournful sound. All of the cold yin energy in the Five Finger Peak main vein began to gather around the blood-red spear!

Outside the main vein, Xuan Xin's face suddenly changed, instantly bringing over five hundred cultivators with him, and once again chanting buddhist scriptures. The impassioned aura of benevolence, shot up to the sky and continuously gathered towards the location of the blood red spear.

At this time, the surrounding area around the blood-red spear was filled with a dark black colored energy.

Spear Soul's voice once again sounded out in Zhao Mingzhe's mind:

"Do not hesitate anymore. I have returned from the void to return to nothingness, and am not considered to have died. However, you cannot die! If you die, won't you be considered to have lived up to the glorious name of the Martial God, Zhao Zilong?" Zhao Mingzhe, make your move!

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Mingzhe's eyes flashed, the spear in his hand started to hum, following that, spear flowers started to appear!

One spear flower, two flowers, three flowers …

In the instant that over 36 spear lights appeared, they transformed into the phantom image of a miniature phoenix. This phoenix shadow was no longer like when Zhao Mingzhe had his inner demons.

From the looks of it, this phoenix carried a holy and righteous aura with it. After fusing with the merciful aura of more than five hundred cultivators, it charged towards the blood-red long spear like a bolt of lightning.

In the sky, it was as if a black dragon and a phoenix had collided. A powerful force flowed through the phoenix's body, as if it swore to be unyielding and unyielding!

At this time, crisp crackling sounds came out of Zhao Mingzhe's body, followed by an explosive shout:

"Tai!"

Within the Thunder Roar, a white long spear, like a dragon devouring the heavens, followed closely behind the phoenix's illusory image. The blood-red long spear emitted a buzzing sound, carrying a mournful and desperate feeling.

In the blink of an eye, following countless sounds of explosions, the blood red spear was struck by phoenix shadow and Zhao Mingzhe's spears and instantly turned into a powder. The demonic aura that had enveloped the Five Fingers Peak for countless of years started to dissipate along with the wind.

Xuan Xin clasped his hands together, looked up at the sky, and spoke solemnly:

"Buddha is merciful!"

More than five hundred North Zen disciples slowly said as Xuan Xin clasped his hands together.

"Buddha is merciful!"

This voice, came from the Five Fingers Peak far, far away …