Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

I don't know who said it, but then the wind became even stronger.

The wind blew violently, and a silver curtain suddenly fell around everyone.

Before anyone could feel the intensity of the wind, everyone was protected behind the curtain.

The silver curtain blocked Suo Feng, and even the attacks from the flying demons were all blocked.

At this time, the feather monsters became closer.

The Sufeng had no effect on them and even became a direct help to them.

In an instant, a large group of feather monsters came flying downwind.

"Oh my gosh! Lao Zhao, attack with me!"

Mo Fan shouted and used space magic to delay the monsters. Then, a level 5 thunderbolt fell, clearing a piece of open space.

Zhao Manyan also released a large number of lightsabers, but although these tiny sword lights were high-level magic, they did not kill as many as Mo Fan's Thunder.

The two of them plus Zhang Xiaohou were simply unable to stop the group of demons that were rushing towards them at a sudden acceleration.

Seeing himself and others being drowned, Zhao Manyan was about to ask for a change of defense and he would replace Bai Mo in defense.

Bai Mo took out the five-tone bell again, and instantly the clanging bell sound appeared again within a thousand-meter radius.

The sounds of annihilation passed by, and both the generals and commanders completely lost their souls in the collision and piercing of these sounds. They turned into lifeless walking corpses and fell to the ground like dumplings.

There were countless jagged rocks and stone thorns in the deep valleys of Baiba Mountain, and none of these monsters remained intact after falling to the ground.

The five-tone bell was spinning around Bai Mo, and the whole world was filled with the heavy, bright sound of the bell. No demon could survive within the range of the sound.

Such a large-scale killing, like mowing the grass, completely frightened the feathered monsters who regarded the airspace rights as a treasure, and they no longer dared to approach the Feng Ling within a thousand meters.

All they could do was watch them sitting on the blue phoenix’s back and circling upwards!

We continued to climb and soon reached the height of Baiba Mountain, which was almost as high as the sky, and then we could see Tengguan Mountain.

The Tengguan Mountain layer is part of the Baiba Mountains, but here, it is already higher than most of the Qinling Mountains!

Above Tengguan Mountain are towering ancient trees connecting to the infinitely high sky and the ancient wood wind layer that is infinitely close to the sky.

Only after passing through the Cangmu Wind Layer can they reach the Cloud Realm Sky Layer where Mo Fan and others want to find the totem.

"Brother Bai, why don't we come down. The Tengguan Mountain is not far from the Yunjie Sky Layer, and this place is already a feather demon paradise, with many great demons."

Seeing that they had already arrived at this place, Zhang Xiaohou immediately started to persuade them.

But as soon as he finished speaking, sharp gazes like divine weapons and blades were fixed on them!

“Violent~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!”

“Violent, violent~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!”

The cries that resounded through heaven and earth rang out one after another, each one different.

The great feathered monsters that were originally hovering in the sky to watch the show or napping among the vines and trees were suddenly filled with anger and hostility as the wind spirit surpassed them in height.

In an instant, figures appeared one after another, some were huge like falling clouds, some were normal but fast as thunder, but they all had one target, that was Bai Mo and others!

“Puff, puff, puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!”

The sound of flapping wings became more intense, and the patrolling feathered monsters actually flew up from below. They formed a large group and rushed over like a suicide squad.

But everyone's attention was attracted by the huge shadow falling from the clouds behind, surrounded by these patrolling feathered monsters.

It was a giant feathered monster whose entire body was covered with grey steel feathers. Countless patrolling feathered monsters took shelter under the wings of the grey steel-feathered monster, making dense calls.

The pupils of the giant feather monster suddenly fixed their gaze on Bai Mo and the others.

It can be seen that as the giant feathered monster approaches, some big monsters in other directions that want to attack slow down.

Obviously, this guy has an extraordinary status even among the feather monsters.

"It's Lord Moshan Yu!" Zhang Xiaohou said solemnly.

Moshan Yujun is majestic, like a black and gray mountain floating in the air.

Soon it came above the crowd, staring at Bai Mo and the others below with a majestic and scrutinizing attitude.

"Moshan Yujun is the Qinling sheriff. He directly leads the patrolling feather monsters. If he feels that humans are a threat and tells Yuhuang about it, we may be attacked by all the feather monsters in Qinling!"

Zhang Xiaohou reminded again that the tasks of running and luring for many years made him, who only had high-level cultivation, subconsciously choose a safer way when faced with certain things.

"Well, I feel like we've already offended it."

Zhao Manyan glanced at the five-tone bell that was spinning beside Bai Mo and making clanging sounds from time to time.

Those little demons knew that the sound of the bell was powerful and dared not get close.

Even those big monsters that were within a thousand meters would have to flee in pain after being hit by such attacks again and again.

Only Moshan Yujun and countless patrolling feather monsters slowly pressed down from high in the sky, keeping themselves outside the range of the Five-tone Bell.

“Violent~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!”

The moment Zhao Manyan finished speaking, Moshan Yujun suddenly raised his head and let out a loud cry.

"Oh no! It's reporting!" Lingling said.

"Don't worry, no one can hear its report."

The five-tone bell beside Bai Mo suddenly rang loudly.

The loud sound spread quickly, expanding to the entire sky and into the clouds, like rumbling thunder roaring to the horizon.

After the bell rang, the whole world seemed to be muted!

The wind howled but there was no sound, the wings flapped but there was no movement, countless patrolling feather monsters chirped and followed the Moshan Feather Lord's calls, but not a single sound could be heard.

"What's going on!" Zhang Xiaohou opened his eyes wide, feeling a little unbelievable.

"I have silenced all the sounds in the world around me, leaving only a small area around me where there is sound."

Bai Mo explained. Controlling sound was something he could do at the intermediate level, but it often didn't work in battle.

It is now useful to block the transmission of demon signals.

"So what should we do next? Why don't we hurry to the Cangmu Wind Layer? I see a lot of feather monsters gathered there." Mo Fan said.

As the wind spirits rose in altitude and got closer, they could already see clearly the current situation of the Cangmu wind layer.

Indeed, quite a few feathered monsters gathered there, densely packed, waiting for the Feathered Monster Ceremony to begin.

Bai Mo raised his head and looked at Moshan Yujun who was looking at him angrily, and said lightly:

"No hurry, let's change the sheriff for Qinling first. A demon like this who is unfriendly to humans and controls the military power of Qinling Feather Demon should not be allowed to continue living."

As he spoke, he already exuded a fierce and murderous aura. Zhang Xiaohou was still shocked by his audacious words.

Zhao Manyan was still complaining about your American behavior. Mo Fan was still thinking about this opportunity to show off, why didn't he think of it.

An illusory sword shadow that spans the sky and the earth has appeared in the air and slashed towards Moshan Yujun!

The sword shadow in the void was completely formed by the color of chaos, and everything was obliterated wherever it passed! !

The densely packed mountain patrolling feather monsters around Moshan Yujun and under his wings were unable to put up even a little resistance and were completely devoured and annihilated! !

The sword shadow was extremely fast, and Feng Ling was not far away from Moshan Yujun.

Even though Moshan Yujun flapped his wings and moved sideways at high speed at the critical moment, his wings were still swept by the sword!

A large number of feathers fell down, carrying with them a large piece of flesh and blood. Moshan Feather King flew higher in anger, wanting to escape from the Silent Land, mobilize all the Feather Clan, and tear these humans to pieces!

"Stop it!"

As soon as Bai Mo's voice fell, a door to the Hell of Fire opened on the path that Moshan Yujun had to pass.

The pure brown-red flame turned into a long molten dragon, burning through half of the sky, and suddenly pounced on half of Moshan Yujun's body!

The huge impact of the flame explosion almost flipped his body over. The scorching flames spread through half of his body and burned fiercely on his feathers, but were extinguished by the huge evil wind raised by Moshan Yujun.

And this little time is enough for Bai Mo to do a lot of things.

He asked Xiao Yue Ehuang to carry everyone, and Zhao Manyan was temporarily responsible for protection.

The wind spirit possessed his body, the wind meridians were opened, the thunder meridians were activated, and the wind and thunder tyrant mode was activated. With a flash of lightning, his figure appeared right above Moshan Yujun.

"Wind and thunder disaster!"

The wind was howling wildly, and all the winds were squeezed away by this sharp and unique fusion wind!

The alien wind blew fiercely on Moshan Yujun, causing him to feel extremely uncomfortable.

Before Moshan Yujun could get used to the discomfort, a huge wind and thunder pillar that could cover Moshan Yujun's entire body suddenly fell from the sky and bombarded Moshan Yujun!

You can see that at this moment the entire endless cloud layer is gathering together, as if forming an eye of wind and thunder.

The sky changes color from bright white to pitch black from far away to above Bai Mo's head, just like the calamity clouds that destroy the world in strange stories! !

The darkness in the center was like the wind of nothingness that pushed open the empty space in the sky. It rolled and condensed so much that it made people feel suffocated. It seemed that the darkness was really the void torn apart by the strong wind!

The occasional flash of lightning added a sense of weirdness and mystery to the eye of the storm.

A huge pillar of wind and thunder descended from the eye of the storm, like a world-destroying cloud of catastrophe that suddenly brought down divine punishment.

And Moshan Yujun is the one who is punished!

It can be seen that when the giant pillar of wind and thunder fell on it, the feathers that had been exposed to the sharp wind in the Cangmu wind layer for many years and were as hard as armor were torn apart almost in an instant!

The wind and thunder continued to strike Moshan Yujun, knocking him down like a sledgehammer. The strong wind shredded his feathers, and the thunder and lightning penetrated his body!

The skin and flesh broke, withered, and shattered into minced meat.

Moshan Yujun let out a shrill cry and fell uncontrollably onto the Tengguan Mountain layer.

There was no intact part of its body. Bai Mo's attack had completely exceeded the limit of its strength.

That seemingly indestructible body did not even have the slightest power to resist in front of the giant pillar of wind and thunder.

The vitality of the great monarch level allowed it to barely maintain its injuries and not die immediately.

But when he looked at the human who suddenly appeared in front of him, there was only boundless fear in Moshan Yujun's eyes!

The silver spear light swept past, completely taking the life of the great monarch.

Bai Mo collected its spirit and the strange bone that exploded accidentally, then returned to the team.

"He's dead now?"

Mo Fan was stunned. "Who is the Destruction Mage?"

"Don't sigh there, the Feather Clan Ceremony is about to begin."

Lingling pointed at the bottom of the Cangmu Wind Layer. Countless feathered monsters were no longer as lazy as before, but were all ready for battle.

Bai Mo glanced at Yue'e Huang at his feet. The little Yue'e Huang's strength had not recovered much.

In terms of strength, there is no advantage at all in front of these big feather monsters.

Originally he wanted to change to Feng Ling, but suddenly he had a good idea.