Chapter 219: Big Sun Golden Flame
Facing the arrow shot by Yang Ling, the demon prince's face turned extremely pale at that moment, and an ancient fear involuntarily surged in his heart.

It was a memory deeply rooted in the blood, the tragic scene of nine brothers dying one after another under the red bow.

Even as the prince of the demon race, he could not completely erase that heart-wrenching fear.

His body almost instinctively moved to the side, trying to avoid the deadly dark red energy arrow.

But the arrow seemed to have a spirit. It turned lightly in the air and, like a falcon that had caught its prey, it tracked the figure of the demon prince with great sharpness.

A hint of awe flashed in the eyes of the demon prince.

He knew that once the arrow was shot from the red bow, it would never give up easily just because the target dodged.

It will chase to the end of the world until it shoots its prey.

So, the demon prince stopped running away, because he knew very well that running away would only put him in a more passive situation.

Two golden rays suddenly shot out from his eyes, as bright as melted gold.

"Break!" The demon prince shouted in a low voice, and the golden light condensed into substance in his eyes, transforming into two golden sword auras, which directly faced the dark red energy arrow.

At that moment, the air seemed to be torn apart, and the golden light and dark red energy collided with each other, making a deafening roar. The energy shock wave raged around, blasting the surrounding rocks into powder.

Under the impact of the golden light, the arrow began to break into pieces, and finally turned into countless fragments and dissipated in the air.

A relieved smile appeared on the face of the demon prince. Under the shining golden light, his body looked like a golden god.

He is no longer the young Golden Crow, but the Golden Crow Prince who now controls the entire demon clan, and is also a Daluo Jinxian with omnipotent magical powers!

The one holding the red bow was not the great witch of the witch clan who could make anyone tremble with fear at a glance, but a disciple of the Human Religion who had only been practicing for a short time.

The prince of the demon clan had just watched the entire fight between Yang Ling and the Black Crow Demon God. Although he was surprised by the various magical powers displayed by Yang Ling, especially the coin that could collect other people's treasures, which made his eyes light up, these external objects could not change the fact that Yang Ling only had the Taoism of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

It would be extremely difficult for a Taiyi Golden Immortal, even if he had treasures to help him, to deal with a Daluo Golden Immortal.

What's more, he, the prince of the demon clan, is a peak Golden Immortal and is only one step away from becoming a quasi-saint.

As long as he devours the Sun's True Fire that he has painstakingly accumulated over dozens of epochs, he will surely be able to enter the realm of Quasi-Saint!

For this reason, anyone who stands in his way will die!
The demon prince has already made up his mind.

He looked at Yang Ling, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Yang Ling felt the murderous intent of the Demon Prince and frowned slightly. He did not expect that the Demon Prince could smash the arrow shot from the red bow by himself.

Obviously, the demon prince's ability was higher than he imagined.

But he didn't pay too much attention.

The demon god Bifang was also a Daluo Jinxian, but didn’t he die at his hands anyway?
After swallowing up the true fire of the sun in two secret realms in succession, Yang Ling now feels that his magic power has greatly increased and he is very confident that he can defeat his opponent.

At this time, the demon prince flashed and turned into a golden light, rushing straight towards Yang Ling. His movements were extremely swift, as if he was shuttling through a crack in space, making it difficult to catch his trace.

Although Yang Ling was mentally prepared, he still felt a great deal of pressure.

The fists of the demon prince made a sound of breaking through the air, and each blow contained the power to break mountains and split rocks. Yang Ling barely managed to resist, but found that every time he parried, it was like fighting against violent waves, and he would be submerged if he was not careful.

Seeing that the situation was extremely unfavorable to him, Yang Ling's mind moved, and he immediately transformed into the phantoms of Manjusri Taoist and Jade Ding Zhenren.

Two great Dao fruits were suspended above his head, releasing brilliant light, as if to cover the entire world with their power.

The Taoist fruit of Manjusri emitted a faint blue light and turned into a still space and time, trying to trap the demon prince in it.

The Dao Fruit of Jade Ding Zhenren turned into an endless rain of swords, flying all over the sky, and each sword contained the sharpness that could penetrate everything.

However, the demon prince remained calm. A dazzling sun suddenly appeared above his head, and the golden sunlight flowed like liquid, covering his entire body.

Under the blazing sun, the Dao Fruit of Stillness seemed to have lost its effect and could not affect him at all; and the moment the rain of swords from the sky came into contact with the golden sunlight, it shattered and dissipated like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

The sun above the demon prince's head was extremely scorching. He shouted loudly, and the golden light on his body was as bright as the sun, tearing apart the still space and time.

Yang Ling's heart trembled. He felt the powerful strength of the demon prince. This was a domineering force that could ignore almost all obstacles and reach its goal directly.

The Xiqu demon god saw this scene from a distance and couldn't help but secretly said in his heart, "It's bad." He saw that Yang Ling might still be a little overwhelmed when facing the powerful peak Daluo Jinxian like the demon prince.

If Yang Ling lost, I'm afraid he would die miserably here.

The demon prince has always had zero tolerance for traitors. He would never allow him to live, and he doesn't even have the time to listen to his excuses.

Compared to the worry of the Xiqu Demon God, the Mo Ya Demon God who crawled out of the volcano laughed heartily. He looked at Yang Ling mockingly and cheered loudly: "Haha, this is the power of the real Daluo Jinxian!
In the face of absolute power, your little trick is not worth mentioning at all!"

Yang Ling's eyes were solemn. He clearly felt the power of the law contained in the sun above the demon prince's head. It was a supreme power that seemed to dominate everything. Even space and time lost their meaning in front of it.

He stared closely at the big sun above the demon prince's head, and his heart moved slightly. He recognized the law of the big sun's true fire, which was a power that only the Daluo Golden Immortal could master.

When the demon prince saw Yang Ling's expression change, a smug smile appeared on his face.

Just when Yang Ling was secretly alert, the demon prince pointed his finger, and a golden flame instantly penetrated the void and rushed towards Yang Ling. The flame spread rapidly like a living thing, enveloping Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's heart tightened when he saw this, and he almost subconsciously covered his entire body with black flames in an attempt to defend himself.

However, the moment the golden flame came into contact with the black flame, he felt an irresistible heat.

The golden flame was like a divine fire, penetrating the black flame's defense and instantly burning most of Yang Ling's body, leaving only some broken limbs floating in the air.

Yang Ling was horrified but also a little unwilling. He hurriedly tried to melt the Tao Fruit in order to use it to resist the invasion of the golden flame.

But he soon discovered that the previously invincible Melting Dao Fruit seemed so insignificant in front of the golden flames and was unable to stop the blazing flames at all.

His heart sank, and he tried again to mobilize the True Sun Fire in his body, hoping to fight fire with fire. However, the True Sun Fire also seemed powerless in front of the golden flame, as if ice and snow encountered the scorching sun and were quickly melted.

Obviously, the golden flame was of a higher grade than the sun's true fire. Not only was it not melted, but it burned even more violently.

The true fire of the sun is the divine fire of the origin of the ancient times, but it is also powerless in front of the golden flame. They are easily swallowed by the golden flame, as if not even a ripple has been caused.

Under the scorching heat of the golden flames, Yang Ling's body was almost reduced to nothingness, but his soul still stubbornly existed.

He knew that once his soul was burned out, he would die completely. At the critical moment of life and death, Yang Ling hurriedly activated the Burning Technique Spirit Qi, trying to devour the raging golden flames.

The Burning Technique Spirit Qi is a unique secret method that is used to devour various flames and enhance one's own strength. However, when his Burning Technique Spirit Qi touched the golden flame, he found that the power of the law contained in the flame was far beyond his expectations.

The spiritual energy of the Burning Technique seemed to have fallen into a quagmire, making it difficult to exert the desired effect.

Amid the pain of being burned by the raging fire, Yang Ling's consciousness was exceptionally clear. He knew that the Burning Technique Spirit Qi alone would not be enough to save him.

He endured the severe pain in his body and took out the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd and the Liuli Yunguang Bottle from the storage ring. The two spiritual treasures rotated in his palms, releasing strange rays of light.

Under Yang Ling's urging, the Nine Skies Cloud Star Array slowly unfolded, and the power of the stars condensed into a brilliant starry sky. Each star contained vast star power.

Yang Ling tried to use the power of the stars to extinguish the golden flames that were wrapped around him.

The star array was spread out, and countless starlight gathered to form layers of star shields, wrapping Yang Ling's soul.

The starlight competed with the golden flame, emitting a dazzling brilliance, as if the brightest star in the night sky was competing with the dawn of the morning.

However, Prince Jinwu looked at all this and just smiled coldly. His voice was filled with irresistible majesty and confidence: "Foolish human, do you think this little trick can stop my Great Sun Golden Flame? That is the divine flame that condenses my countless cultivation and the power of the law. Unless it is a supreme law of the same level, nothing can extinguish it."

As soon as Prince Jinwu finished speaking, the golden flame became even more violent as if it had received new instructions.

The starlight surrounding Yang Ling began to crack under the impact of the golden flame, and the starlight gradually dimmed.

The Golden Crow Prince stared at Yang Ling with a sharp gaze: "Hand over your Sun True Fire and the magic treasure on your body, and I may be able to spare your life. Otherwise, you will become ashes under my golden flame today."

Yang Ling's body had been devoured by the golden flames, but his eyes were still shining with determination. He knew that if he handed over the Sun True Fire and the magic treasure, he would completely lose the capital to resist.

Yang Ling's figure suddenly flashed in the golden flames, as if he turned into an invisible airflow and disappeared on the spot. At the moment he disappeared, the Nine Skies Cloud Sky Star Array burst out with unprecedented power, and the starlight was like a spear or a sword, shuttling through the void, pointing directly at the demon prince and the black crow demon god.

The Black Crow Demon God was mocking smugly, but he never expected Yang Ling to have such a counterattack.

He only felt countless starlights shooting at him like sharp arrows. He was caught off guard and was mercilessly stabbed into a hedgehog. His screams echoed in the air, and his body was pierced by the starlight, turning into black smoke and dissipating in the wind.

The demon prince had no expression on his face, and sneered as he watched Yang Ling's attack. He was surrounded by the golden flame of the sun, which seemed to have its own will, turning all attacks into nothing.

He said contemptuously: "Are you planning to die with me? Unfortunately, with your strength, you can't even touch me."

Yang Ling hid in the core area of ​​the formation, and the immortal golden flame of the sun was still lingering around his body, as if it was going to burn his soul completely.

Seeing that Yang Ling did not reply, the sneer in the eyes of the demon prince became more intense. He looked around the space surrounded by the star array, and his voice was full of disdain: "Humph, even if I am trapped by your star array, so what? Do you think this can stop me?
I can wait slowly until you are burned to death by the golden flame of the sun, then I will slowly break the formation, and everything you have will become mine."

Yang Ling ignored the opponent's psychological attack. He closed his eyes tightly and used almost all of his magic power to resist the raging golden flame of the sun.

At this moment, his body was already broken, with only his soul holding on. His mind was filled with pain and suffering, but he did not give up, still persisting, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

Time passed minute by minute. The demon prince waited for a while, and seeing that Yang Ling still did not move, he couldn't help but frowned.

He was getting a little impatient. This kind of waiting was a torture for him. He wanted to end the battle quickly and defeat Yang Ling completely.

The Black Crow Demon God was in a state of disarray under the attack of the Star Array. He dodged and anxiously said to the Demon Clan Crown Prince, "Your Highness, we can't wait any longer. Yang Ling is more difficult to deal with than we thought.

The most urgent thing now is to kill him immediately and leave here, so that the great wizard of the human sect won’t come looking for us.”

When the demon prince heard this, his eyes flashed. He knew that what the Black Crow Demon God said made sense.

He couldn't waste time here. Yang Ling's vitality was much stronger than he expected. If he delayed any further, something unexpected might happen.

So, the demon prince decided to take action. The golden flames around his body became more intense, and he began to gather strength, preparing to attack the star formation. He had only one goal, which was to completely smash the formation, dig Yang Ling out of it, and kill him directly.

In the star array, Yang Ling felt the movement outside and he knew that the demon prince had begun to act.

In Yang Ling's soul, mysterious runes began to flicker. They were fragments of the many great laws he had comprehended during his practice. He began to try to use these great laws to resist the invasion of the Great Sun's Golden Flame.

In his opinion, since the Golden Flame of the Sun is essentially a force of law, it should be fought against by the law.

The demon prince from the outside world has begun to launch a fierce attack on the star formation, and each blow carries a devastating force.

Because of the lack of Yang Ling's control, the star formation was not as powerful as it was when it was used to deal with the Bifang demon god. Therefore, under the attack of the demon prince, cracks gradually began to appear on it, and the starlight became dimmer and dimmer.

The demon prince frowned, the toughness of the star array exceeded his expectations. Every attack was like stirring up waves in the sea. Although there were fluctuations, it could not produce any immediate effect.

He knew that at this speed, it would take at least three to five hundred days to break the formation, and he couldn't wait that long.

He was anxious, and such delay would be extremely disadvantageous to him.

The demon prince knew very well that the longer the time went on, the greater the possibility of something unexpected happening, so he had to resolve the battle as quickly as possible.

Then, he flipped his right hand, the space twisted slightly, and a green glass lamp appeared in his palm.

This lamp is simple and elegant, with a mysterious luster flowing through the lamp body. The wick is black and white, burning with emerald green light, emitting an eerie yet charming glow.

When the Black Crow Demon God saw this scene, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide in surprise. His voice was filled with envy and amazement: "Your Highness the Crown Prince even took out the Emerald Light Liangyi Lamp. This Yang Ling's death was worthy of its fate."

The Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp is one of the secret treasures of the demon clan, and is ranked fifth among the six legendary magic lamps.

No one can move this green light Liang Yi Lantern except the demon king.

Because it is different from ordinary divine weapons, it condenses the luck of the demon race, and what is burning within it is the luck of the demon race.

Its power is closely related to the demon clan. The stronger the demon clan is, the stronger it is.

Therefore, only the true demon king can use it, and holding it can suppress all the demons in the world.

In ancient times, its owner was the demon emperor Di Jun. After his death, this treasure was passed to the hands of the demon prince and became a powerful weapon for him to lead the remaining demons.

Although the demon tribe today is not as powerful as it was in ancient times, and the power of the Green Light Liangyi Lamp has been greatly weakened, it still poses no problem to use it to break the formation.

The glass lamp in the demon prince's hand shook slightly, and the emerald green flame jumped as if it had life. He whispered a spell, and the emerald green flame suddenly flashed and turned into an emerald green fire snake, heading straight for the star formation.

The fire snake drew a brilliant trail in the sky, and it was so fast that it arrived in front of the star array in the blink of an eye.

The emerald green flame touched the star array, immediately causing a violent reaction.

The starlight of the star array began to become dimmer and dimmer under the erosion of the flames. The power of the stars in the sky seemed to be restrained by the emerald green flames and could not exert its due power.

The cracks in the star array are increasing, the starlight is becoming dimmer, and the entire array is gradually collapsing like an eroded stone tablet.

Yang Ling felt the changes in the outside world in the core area of ​​the formation, and his heart sank to the bottom. He knew that if even the Star Formation could not resist the attack of the demon prince, then his situation would become extremely dangerous.

At this moment, he looked at the emerald Yin-Yang lamp in the hands of the demon prince, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered the mysterious object bestowed by the Saint Nuwa herself - the Precious Lotus Lamp.

The Precious Lotus Lantern is the first of the six magic lamps. It is unparalleled in power and is said to possess supreme power that can change the world and overwhelm the three realms.

Since he got it, he has never used it because he doesn't know how to use this treasure.

But I can't care about so many things now, so I just made up my mind and decided to go all out.

He took out the ancient Precious Lotus Lantern from his treasure bag. The body of the lamp was carved with delicate lotus patterns. Each pattern seemed to contain the great truth of the universe. As the light flowed, it exuded an aura that made people feel peaceful.

It lay quietly in Yang Ling's palm, emitting a faint halo.

As the Precious Lotus Lantern appeared, Yang Ling immediately felt an invisible force gathering around him.

I saw the colorful light on the Precious Lotus Lantern suddenly blooming, like the rising morning light, the dawn light filled the sky, warm and sacred.

The entire Precious Lotus Lantern emitted light on its own, like a blooming lotus, and its brilliance covered the entire star array.

Under the illumination of the colorful light, the golden flame of the sun surrounding Yang Ling was extinguished in an instant, as if it had never existed.

The emerald green flame also dissipated in the light of the Precious Lotus Lantern and could no longer pose any threat to the star formation.

Yang Ling felt an unprecedented sense of relief, and his body began to recover rapidly under the nourishment of the colorful light.

Under this magical power, his soul also became more solid and brighter.

Yang Ling held the Precious Lotus Lantern in his hand and walked slowly towards the demon prince. His tall figure looked like a god under the colorful light.

The demon prince couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this. He never thought that Yang Ling actually had such a trump card that could easily break his Great Sun Golden Flame.

Even the flame of the Cuiguang Liangyi Lamp was extinguished, which made him feel unprecedented surprise and astonishment.

His expression also became extremely ugly.

The eyes of the Black Crow Demon God were filled with shock. He looked at the Precious Lotus Lantern in Yang Ling's hand and the star array shrouded in colorful light in disbelief.

He never thought that Yang Ling could actually turn the situation around and escape danger.

The Xiqu Demon God felt relieved at this time. His life was related to Yang Ling's life and death. If Yang Ling could survive, he would have a chance of survival.

The demon prince's face was as gloomy as water, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect Yang Ling to be able to take out such a magical item. This was a treasure he had never seen before.

Yang Ling cleared the Great Sun Golden Flame, and now he felt relieved. He looked at the demon prince and said calmly, "What other skills do you have? Just use them."

The demon prince's face darkened. He knew that now was not the time to question, he had to resolve the current dilemma as soon as possible.

He shouted coldly, and the big sun above his head suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, the light seemed real, illuminating the entire battlefield.

Then, the demon prince played his trump card - the Ten-Day Heaven Refining Map.

This is a peerless painting scroll that he condensed with the power of ten days. It is an astonishingly powerful top-grade acquired spiritual treasure that possesses the terrifying power to burn the heaven and earth and refine all things.

Nine suns appeared behind him, and together with the big sun above his head formed a force of ten suns. Each sun was surrounded by golden flames and emitted a breathtakingly high temperature.

The Ten-Sun Sky Refining Diagram slowly unfolded under the control of the demon prince. The suns in the diagram seemed to come alive. They rotated, making rumbling sounds, and pressed towards the direction where Yang Ling was.

Facing this powerful and almost irresistible force, Yang Ling did not retreat at all.

The Precious Lotus Lantern in his hand shone even brighter, and the colorful light was like a barrier blocking his surroundings.

The power of the Ten-Sun Refining Heaven Diagram collided with the light of the Precious Lotus Lantern, making a deafening noise. The entire space trembled at this moment, as if it could not withstand the confrontation between the two forces.

But the light of the Precious Lotus Lantern never dissipated. Under the refinement of the Ten-Day Heaven Refining Diagram, it remained tenacious and protected Yang Ling.

When the demon prince saw this, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that the treasure in Yang Ling's hand could actually withstand his Ten-Day Heaven Refining Diagram.

A sense of uneasiness began to arise in his heart. This battle did not seem to be as easy to win as he had expected.

At this moment, Yang Ling's heart was beating violently. He could feel the light of the Precious Lotus Lantern in his hand gradually dimming, and the warm and sacred power began to show signs of decline.

He knew that he could not fully control this treasure. Although its power was extremely strong, to him, it was just borrowed light.

Now, that power is fading fast.

The demon prince's eyes were as sharp as a beast. He noticed the subtle changes in the power of the Precious Lotus Lantern and sneered, "It seems that your baby can't hold on for much longer. This is perfect. When your power is exhausted, I will kill you with my own hands!

Then, everything you have will be mine."

Yang Ling had a blank expression on his face, but a sly light flashed in his eyes. He sneered softly and responded, "What's yours should be mine."

Before he finished speaking, he flipped his right hand, and a golden coin with wings appeared in his palm.

This coin is exactly his other treasure - Luobao Money.

Under his secret control of the word "Soldier", the falling treasure money flew quickly in the air, emitting dazzling golden light.

When the demon prince saw this, he frowned and felt something was wrong.

Just now, the Void Mirror of the Black Crow Demon Master was taken away in this way. How could he not know how powerful the coin was? He immediately roared in anger, and the power of the Ten-Day Heaven Refining Diagram became even more violent.

One of the suns took the initiative to face the falling treasure money, and the remaining nine suns seemed to burn everything. The golden flames of the sun rolled, trying to completely defeat Yang Ling before the falling treasure money arrived.

However, Yang Ling looked calm. He tapped his fingers repeatedly, and the light of the Falling Treasure Money became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a powerful suction force burst out from the money and rolled directly towards the Ten-Sun Refining Heaven Diagram.

The demon prince's face changed instantly. He never expected that Yang Ling had a backup plan, and that it could actually threaten his Ten Days Refining Heaven Diagram.

The sun that came forward dimmed in an instant, and the remaining nine suns were pulled by an invisible force and began to shake, as if they could fall down at any time.

The demon prince quickly mobilized all his strength, trying to stabilize the Ten-Day Heaven Refining Map, but the suction of the Falling Treasure Money seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and even he himself could feel a huge pulling force.

"Shh!"

The ten suns suspended in the air all dimmed and turned into a picture scroll, in which there were ten three-legged golden crows flying in the sky.

Now, this scroll has been disconnected from the demon prince and has been swept into Yang Ling's hands by an invisible force.

Treasures and money fall, no treasure will fall!
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(End of this chapter)