After awakening, the female supporting role in the sadistic novel only wants to ascend

Chapter 400: Fallen Angel Judgment

Ji Wantang raised his hand and the blood-red rapier turned into a blood-red giant sickle, and the gray-white eye emitted a completely different light from before.

Before, when he looked into Ji Wantang's eyes, he could only feel the bloody madness in Ji Wantang's eyes. However, now when she locked onto him with those gray eyes, Lin Zhao clearly felt an unprecedented breath of death enveloping him. There was no life at all, only dead silence.

Another spiritual skill that seems to have a domain.

Lin Zhao noticed this and couldn't help but complain. Aren't these domain-related spiritual skills dependent on compatibility and very difficult to find and practice?

How come she used two moves before Ji Wantang and I had even exchanged a few moves?

The influence of the Heavenly Phoenix King's presence around him was almost negligible because of the absolute deathly silence emanating from Ji Wantang. Lin Zhao felt that his hand holding the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword was a little heavier.

But obviously, the negative effects brought by this field-type spiritual skill are not only aimed at the opponent. Ji Wantang's own speed also slowed down a lot after he used this spiritual skill.

No, isn't that slow?

The blood-red sickle was changing color subtly. Ji Wantang's black hair slowly turned the same gray-white as her life-definition weapon. One eye was gray-white and the other was blood-red. She raised her hand, and the blood-red sickle in her hand flashed color in an instant, and she slashed a blade of light towards Lin Zhao.

The blade light was the current color of the blood-red giant sickle, or perhaps it should be said to be a white bone sickle.

Ji Wantang's speed was reduced by her own spiritual skills, but the speed of her spiritual skills was not reduced. She did not use her spiritual skills quickly, but the blade light reached Lin Zhao in an instant.

The phoenix wings behind Lin Zhao opened and retracted to form a shield, blocking the blade.

When the white blade light touched the phoenix wings, it actually let out a strange and sharp laugh as if it had life, and then scattered, forming a strange-looking white phoenix bird, dancing around Lin Zhao. As its wings vibrated, it waved out white air currents, wrapping Lin Zhao in the vortex formed by these air currents.

The white phoenix exudes a vague, ominous, and cold aura.

“Ghost Bird.” Grandma Honghu’s voice rang out in Lin Zhao’s mind: “This girl must have more than just…”

Lin Zhao could no longer hear the voice of Grandma Honghu. Through the air vortex cage created for her by the ghost bird, she met Ji Wantang's bloodshot eyes.

"Let no one interfere in this battle between you and me, right?" The white bone sickle in Ji Wantang's hand grew bigger again, and another blade light shot out.

This time the blade light was brighter than the first one, and the murderous intent was more fierce.

After Lin Zhao used the Phoenix Wing Shield to resist the first attack, he knew that this attack could not be defended head-on.

So she transformed the Sky Phoenix Bone Sword into a spear, shook her phoenix wings, and the tail of the spear hit the void beneath her feet. As the tail of the spear shook the air, a thousand-foot golden light appeared from under her feet.

Golden light rose up, emitting streams of fiery spiritual currents, which transformed into golden petals that fluttered up from the bottom and enveloped the vortex of air surrounding Lin Zhao.

The golden feathers carried a strong breath of life, which entangled and tore at the dead air of the gray airflow, making bursts of harsh sounds.

Lin Zhao escaped from the predicament and no longer tried to guess the situation and wait for Ji Wantang to make a move, but instead activated the Xuanxu Shadow.

This time, when the mysterious shadow moved, Lin Zhao did not leave any black shadow. Instead, there was still a Lin Zhao at her original location, but she appeared behind Ji Wantang.

The tip of the gun swept across Ji Wantang's head and hit him downwards.

At this speed, Ji Wantang would have no way of escaping unless he used a more advanced body movement skill than Xuanxu Yingdong.

However, Ji Wantang herself had no intention of escaping at all. The moment the gun tip fell, a pair of wings emerged from behind her.

These wings are not blood-colored, and they are not even feathers.

The moment it appeared, a sharp guillotine with a gleaming metallic luster extended from the edge of its wings, causing Lin Zhao's spear to whine.

This sudden change was beyond Lin Zhao's expectations. She had to shake her wings and distance herself from Ji Wantang again.

"If I'm not mistaken, the weapon in your hand is the Heavenly Phoenix Bone Sword, right?" Since Ji Wantang had already revealed his pair of wings, he didn't plan to hide it any further.

“Did you get some inheritance from the Ancestral Phoenix?” Ji Wantang curled his lips slightly, and that grayish-white pupil actually showed a faint tendency to split.

“But Lin Zhao, you are not the only one who has inherited the ancestral god’s legacy!”

Ji Wantang laughed loudly, clasping her hands on the giant white sickle. She had red and white eyes, and her gray-white hair danced in the wind. Her blood-red phoenix robe fluttered in the wind as her sickle grew bigger again. She stood in the air, and at this moment, the shadow of the blood phoenix condensed behind Ji Wantang.

However, in addition to the crazy blood-sprinkling of a person with the Blood Phoenix destiny, she also exuded a sense of absolute coldness and oppression that controlled life and death and judged all living beings.

"The power of the ancestral spirit..."

Lin Zhao didn't have to spend too much time thinking to know which creator god's inheritance Ji Wantang possessed.

The double pupils appeared, a sign of the ancestral spirit, but Ji Wantang has always shown the ability of a Blood Phoenix Operator. Who would have thought that she would have the inheritance of the ancestral spirit?

However, from the very beginning, Lin Zhao never underestimated Ji Wantang's terrifying potential.

Ji Wantang held the giant white sickle in her slender hands. A bloody mark slowly appeared between her white eyebrows. Finally, the mark actually split open and formed a dark white eye.

Without saying a word, Lin Zhao transformed his spear into a sword, urged his spiritual energy, and waved his sword. Each sword move was superimposed with force, accumulating pressure with each move.

Because of the power of Lin Zhao's spiritual skill, the defensive shield of the battle platform had some cracks.

The people outside seemed to notice something and quickly repaired it.

Lin Zhao's eyes were fixed on Ji Wantang. He retracted his phoenix wings and focused all his spiritual energy on this move.

"Tianzhu, help me!"

The black talisman pen came out in response. As Lin Zhao's voice fell, a series of complicated talismans were quickly written under the urging of Lin Zhao's spiritual energy.

The spiritual seals cast by these talismans overlapped with Lin Zhao's sword light and merged into this space.

The sky and the earth seemed to dim, the temperature in this space dropped little by little, and crystal clear snowflakes fell.

Lin Zhao swung her sword. At first, it was just the simplest spiritual skill that had accompanied her for the longest time. The pure brilliance seemed to illuminate the dimming world. However, the light that lit up was only the tip of the sword that chased the enemy.

"Thousands of mountains return to their spirits, giving me cold light. This sword is called Thousand Spirits Slash."

Ji Wantang narrowed his eyes, and the head of the giant white sickle suddenly moved, as if it let out a sigh.

When Qianlingzhan arrived, the giant sickle burst out with an unprecedented black and red light, and actually directly swallowed up Qianlingzhan.

A strange blood color appeared in the center of Ji Wantang's white eye between her brows. Under Lin Zhao's cold gaze, her double pupil slowly uttered a human voice.

"Fallen Angel Judgment"

Judgment of Fallen Angel, this is a command skill that only gods are qualified to issue.

Ji Wantang naturally couldn't be a god, so there was only one possibility.

The Eye of the Fallen God, the eye of Ji Wantang, is it the eye of the ancestor spirit?