The purple sun loomed in the sky, and the terror was boundless.
The black-purple flame seemed to be able to burn even the soul.
In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are in vain.
After dealing with Lord Red Scorpion, the Purple Sun descended slightly and dissipated behind Li Shuidao.
Li Shuidao reached out and made a move, and a blue crystal flew out from the ashes of Lord Red Scorpion.
This is the core of the wild god of the third-level monk.
"This...this is impossible!"
Confucian White Snake's face was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"How is it possible that you have mastered the "Purple Yang Divine Art"? This is the supreme Taoist method that can only be mastered by the sub-ruler!" White Snake Confucian scholar roared with a distorted face.
Li Shuidao didn't answer. He turned over the magic weapon Chixia Shadow Slashing Sword with one hand and already had it in his hand.
He dared to kill two third-level monks of the Lan family. The real trump card was never the relationship between the "Poisonous Old Man" and himself, but his own strength.
Li Shuidao's eyes were cold, and his body flashed, turning into a faint purple shadow and rushing towards the White Snake scholar.
The sword was unsheathed, and a red cloud bloomed.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, like a red streak flying in the air.
The White Snake Confucian scholar's expression changed drastically, and he felt a sharp sword energy coming towards his face, as if it was going to tear him apart.
Although the monks of Ziyang Sect are physically strong, none of them possess magic weapons.
Since there is no enemy, Li Shuidao will naturally rely on his magic weapon to bully his unarmed enemy.
The sword was swung out, the air exploded, and the Chixia Shadow Slashing Sword turned into a red sword curtain, covering the White Snake Confucian scholar.
The white snake scholar was horrified. He formed a seal with his hands, and a red moon appeared in the void behind him.
In the red moon, a vague figure loomed.
The figure was full of desolation and ferocity, giving people an extremely ferocious feeling.
After deploying the "Force Aspect", Confucian White Snake's movements became noticeably more agile, and he quickly dodged the blows of the magical flying sword.
Li Shuidao's eyes flashed with purple energy, and the Chixia Shadow-Slashing Sword buzzed in his hand. He activated the magic weapon in an instant, and a bright sword light cut through the void, reaching straight for the White Snake Confucian scholar.
The white snake scholar's expression changed, and he only had time to activate the red moon behind him, and a red light rushed out and collided with the sword light.
Boom!
There was a loud noise, the sword light shattered, and the red light disappeared.
The scholar White Snake was knocked back a few steps, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He was horrified, even more so than before: "Why don't you summon the force? Do you look down on me so much?"
Li Shuidao didn't explain at all, and the Red Cloud Shadow Cutting Sword turned into a bright glow and shrouded the White Snake Confucian. Wherever the sword light passed, the void seemed to be torn apart.
Confucian White Snake retreated continuously. He could only fight the enemy with his bare hands, unable to resist the sharp sword light. Several wounds were immediately cut on his body, and blood spurted out.
Li Shuidao became more courageous as he fought, and his purple energy became more intense. His figure flickered, and in an instant he rushed to the White Snake Confucian scholar's side and struck down with his sword.
Even though Confucian White Snake retreated again and again, this sword almost split him into two. The sword light passed by, his flesh and blood rolled, and the white bones on his forehead were clearly visible.
When his life was hanging by a thread, Confucian White Snake's expression became extremely determined. He took a deep breath, quickly formed seals with his hands, and the void behind him began to ripple.
A red moon appeared again, and the figures within it became clearer and clearer. It was a tall, burly creature, its whole body covered with gleaming scales, each one as sharp as a blade. His face was twisted and ferocious, and his eyes were red, like two burning flames. The most eye-catching thing is his huge palms, whose claws are as sharp as knives, as if they can tear through any obstacle.
As the figure solidified, the body of Confucian White Snake also began to undergo earth-shaking changes. His body became unusually thick, his muscles bulged like mountains, and he was filled with an astonishing sense of strength. The scales quickly covered his whole body, each one tightly connected, and the defense was amazing. The horns on the top of the head are as sharp as swords, as if they can pierce the sky. He even grew a strong tail, which made a sharp wind sound when it was swung.
After completing the transformation, the wounds on Confucian White Snake's body healed completely in an instant. The wound that was bleeding now has only a faint trace left, as if it had never been injured.
His aura also suddenly became powerful, as if an invisible force was surging around him, which was daunting.
At this moment, the Confucian scholar White Snake has completely lost his human image. He transformed into a powerful native of the Desolate God Realm, exuding a frightening aura.
Li Shuidao struck with his sword again, and the White Snake Confucian scholar jumped up suddenly, turning into a shadow and rolling in the air to avoid this fatal blow. Then he suddenly pounced on Li Shuidao, his hands turned into sharp claws and went straight for his throat. Li Shuidao reacted quickly and jumped sideways to avoid the attack.
boom!
The White Snake Confucian scholar flicked his tail and flew Li Shuidao away.
brush!
Li Shuidao threw out the Chixia Shadow-Slashing Sword in his hand, and this magical flying sword pierced the White Snake Confucian scholar's chest.
There was a click.
White Snake Confucian scholar waved the sharp claws in his hands, and actually grabbed the magical flying sword Chixia Shadow Cutting Sword directly in his palm.
A terrifying barbaric force burst out.
The exquisite Chixia Shadow-Slashing Sword was destroyed into countless pieces.
Confucian scholar White Snake looked at the broken flying sword in his hand, with a look of thought in his big copper bell eyes.
An extremely low voice came from his mouth: "I understand, what you practice is not the technique of the Desolate God Realm at all, it is just similar."
Li Shuidao didn't explain at all. The Chixia Shadow-Slashing Sword was destroyed. He fought with his bare hands and the power was even weaker. He only had one move to win.
"Purple Sun Flame!" Li Shuidao shouted, forming seals with his hands, and an invisible force condensed in the void.
In an instant, a purple-black sun emerged behind Li Shuidao. It exudes the aura of destruction, as if it can burn everything to death.
Li Shuidao pushed out the blazing purple sun, and it turned into a bright beam of light, shooting straight at the White Snake scholar. Wherever the beam passed, the void seemed to be on fire.
There was a loud bang.
The purple scorching sun hit the White Snake Confucian scholar hard. Even the White Snake Confucian scholar who has completed his transformation cannot withstand this terrifying scorching heat and the power to destroy everything.
His whole body was swallowed up by the fire, and he shouted in the flames: "It's true! This is the real power of the Purple Sun! Ant, how on earth did you do it!?"
The scholar White Snake struggled painfully in the fire, but it was of no avail. His body melted quickly like a wax statue. His voice became hoarse and he roared unwillingly, but it was in vain.
Devoured by the flames, he became weaker and weaker, and eventually turned into ashes all over the ground.
When everything was over, Li Shuidao walked to the remains of the White Snake scholar and picked up a red crystal core from the ashes.
(End of chapter)
