"Damn it! Divine Soul Taoism!!"
Old man Zeng cursed angrily, but in the midst of the lightning and flint, he could only remove the covering method and use the soul method to fight with all his strength.
The soul and mind are the strongest point of soul cultivation, and they are also the location of the gate of life.
If an ordinary monk is hit by the opponent's divine soul method, he still has a chance to struggle for a few times, but once the soul cultivator is hit by the divine soul method, it is basically equivalent to having half a foot in the coffin.
"Uh-huh!"
Among the dilapidated ruins, a light blue glow rose, and there seemed to be creatures like elves in the clouds, creating various wonderful scenes.
This light blue brilliance can shake people's minds just by looking at it from a distance.
"Zi la..."
The forest white brilliance and the light blue glow collided, and a series of rapid sparks erupted from the battle between the two invisible and formless souls.
This is a phenomenon that can only be caused by an extremely powerful battle of spiritual thoughts, and only foundation-building monks who also possess spiritual thoughts can detect it.
"No! It's that old soul cultivator!"
"Oops, fellow Taoist Qingxu is only at the early stage of foundation building. I'm afraid..."
The faces of many foundation-building monks in the GCC changed slightly, and a trace of anxiety and uneasiness arose in their hearts.
But in the face of this situation, they did not dare to intervene rashly. After all, the battle between souls and Taoists was extremely dangerous. If they were accidentally involved, their minds would be damaged at best, and their souls would be implicated at worst.
"Old ghost Zeng takes action!"
Several foundation-building monks from the Dubu Alliance were overjoyed.
In their opinion, as long as Old Man Zeng takes action, there will be no problem in at least holding him back, and he might even be able to kill him!
Even if a newly promoted real person in the early stage of foundation building has such amazing combat power, it is impossible that the divine soul Taoism is still so powerful that he cannot even be a match for the soul cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building.
But what none of them expected was:
After a brief duel, Old Man Zeng felt completely limp, his vision gradually darkened, and a look of despair appeared on his face.
After all, he was severely injured, and the power of his soul and mind was also weakened a lot. After being unable to gain an overwhelming advantage in a head-on confrontation, he soon ran out of energy.
But he was far inferior to the rough-skinned and fleshy Man Tiansheng. His current condition was so bad, and his sneak attack failed, he didn't even have the last chance to escape.
The next moment:
The light blue glow flickered for a few times, then disappeared helplessly, and the forest-white brilliance suddenly suppressed.
The old man Zeng, who was hiding in the ruins and covered in blood, saw his eyes go dark. He was hit from the front by the 'Desolate Soul Divine Light', and he lost consciousness and passed out.
"boom!"
Taiyi's sky-shattering hammer came out of his hand and fell rapidly, smashing the small piece of ruins into paper-thin crispbreads.
At this critical moment, there was no need to survive, so Zhang Yao naturally pursued the victory and killed Zeng Laogui with one blow.
"Old ghost Zeng is dead!"
"Fuck..."
"Let's go! Let's go!"
Many of the foundation-building monks in the Dubu Alliance felt as if they were bereaved when they saw this scene, their courage was gone, and the last chance thought in their hearts was shattered.
"Okay! The old soul cultivator is dead!"
"Fellow Taoist Qingxu is truly amazing!"
Peng Yuexian, Taoist Xian Er and others were overjoyed and activated their spiritual weapons and Taoist techniques to attack even more rapidly.
Zhang Yao jumped up and turned into a golden stream of light, traveling towards the depths of the ruins of Shuifu.
"They are entrusted to you, don't let any of them escape!"
"I'm going to support the guild leader!"
The sound of spiritual thoughts was still reverberating, but Zhang Yao had already disappeared from the spot, leaving only a blurry shadow in the escape light.
"Okay, then please leave it to fellow Taoist Qingxu!"
Peng Yuexian and others responded with their spiritual thoughts, and at the same time stepped up their offensive, killing many foundations of the Dubu Alliance and holding on.
At this point in the fierce battle, no one has shown up yet, either Du Xiren or Haihe Zhenren, which means that the battle between the two is probably still in a stalemate, or both sides have lost.
In this case: a foundation-building expert with astonishing strength is enough to influence the balance of victory and defeat.
…………
Deep in the ruins of Cangjiang Water Mansion.
A simple and elegant cave mansion shimmers with light. Although it is broken everywhere, it still stands.
The interior of this cave, which was tens of feet square, was in a mess: the remaining formations were almost completely destroyed by the aftermath of the fierce battle, and the study, quiet room, collection room, alchemy room and other facilities were reduced to nothing.
"Hoo, hoo..."
Master Haihe was slumped on the ground, his hair was knocked askew, and he was breathing heavily. There were wounds all over his body, but there was almost no blood.
A few steps away, his spiritual weapon Flying Sword also fell to the ground, dim and even had several gaps the size of rice grains.
Opposite him:
"It's really awesome!"
The lone traveler in a torn gray robe was covered in blood, but he still stood upright, with only half of the bronze mirror in his hand remaining.
His aura was also extremely weak, even weaker than that of Zhenren Haihe, but there was not even a single wound on his body, and not even much fatigue could be seen.
"There is more than one top-level spiritual weapon. It seems that your master really loves you."
The solitary traveler spoke slowly, his mana aura rapidly recovering, his eyes filled with black light.
"If you hadn't relied on foreign objects, you would have died in my hands!"
Master Haihe stared at him, with deep hatred flowing in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Dubu, you've gone crazy."
"...No, you have long been reduced to that Yuwentai's puppet, and you have even lost yourself."
"Yu Wentai?"
The solitary traveler smiled and said casually:
"He and I are just using each other and becoming his puppet? You are too flattering to him!"
As he spoke, he took a deep breath. The mana aura all over his body became stronger and stronger, but a few strands of white hair were added to his forehead.
"It's almost time, it's time to send you on your way."
"Go to the underworld and reunite with your good disciple!"
The words fell:
The solitary traveler dropped the broken bronze mirror in his hand, stretched out his hand, and strands of azure brilliance quickly gathered together, condensing into a spear like azure crystal.
"Die!"
The azure crystal spear shot out of his hand in an instant, killing him slowly but really quickly.
Seeing this, Master Haihe, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, showed a trace of despair and unwillingness in his eyes, desperately mobilizing his remaining mana to prepare for a desperate fight.
However, in the next moment:
"clang!"
A golden light suddenly appeared, a sharp metal collision sounded, and the azure crystal spear was blown away, flickering for a few times before turning into a stream of light and dissipating.
"Buzz..."
The golden halberd that was thrown straight into the ground was still humming and trembling rapidly.
"who?!"
The face of the lonely traveler changed slightly, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.
"boom!"
A golden meteor fell suddenly, and after the golden light dissipated, a majestic figure wearing golden armor was revealed.
"Who are you……"
Master Haihe was stunned for a moment, and then he judged his identity from the familiar mana breath, and he felt relieved:
"Qingxu, you're here."
He struggled to stand up from the ground and gasped twice, his voice filled with hatred:
"Be careful, he has gone completely crazy and has become Yu Wentai's puppet. He even doesn't hesitate to activate the forbidden method to burn his lifespan!"
"……I see."
Zhang Yao responded, and when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slightly familiar corpse, and his expression darkened slightly.
Obviously, Master Baihe still could not escape the poisonous hands of the independent monk, and died in front of his master.
"Click!"
He pulled out the golden halberd, stood in front of Master Haihe, and said in a deep voice:
"Burning life? I would like to see how many years of your life you have left to squander."
"Hahaha……"
The solitary traveler gave a long laugh, flicked his sleeves and said solemnly:
"You are only in the early stage of foundation building, but you still dare to be arrogant in front of me, so I will send you on your way."
Before he finished speaking, the aura all over his body suddenly erupted, and his whole body was suspended in mid-air, with layers of dazzling blue light rising all over his body.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
In an instant, endless blue flashes of light erupted, and thousands of azure crystals fell from the sky, like overwhelming hail.
The power of a single azure crystal 'hail' is close to that of a disposable secret treasure thunder bead. This dense and terrifying power like a violent waterfall is enough to make anyone's scalp numb.
At this moment, the fighting power of the solo traveler's movements is comparable to that of a perfect foundation builder.
Facing such terrifying Taoist power, Zhang Yao's expression changed, and he quickly waved the golden halberd in his hand, turning it into a golden 'halo', blocking himself and Master Haihe:
"Dang!" "Dang!"...
After only resisting for a dozen times, Zhang Yao's arms became numb and he could hardly hold the euphorbia in his hand, and even the tiger's mouth showed signs of cracking.
"Bang!"
There was a gap in the protection, and a blue crystal broke through the golden light wheel and hit Zhang Yao's chest.
Zhang Yao snorted, blood spilled from the corners of his lips behind the golden mask, and he took two steps back, almost bumping into Master Haihe behind him.
Affected by this, his speed of wielding the golden halberd was inevitably slower. Suddenly, more azure crystals penetrated the golden light wheel, hitting his armor like small meteorites.
"Bang!" "Bang!"...
Zhang Yao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He kept retreating, and it became increasingly difficult to resist the Taoist method of the solitary traveler.
The golden armor that had previously been unable to be shaken even by Man Tiansheng risked his life, was now showing obvious cracks and damage, and it was gradually showing signs of failure.
"Qingxu!"
Seeing this scene, Master Haihe's expression suddenly changed. He immediately gritted his teeth and forcibly mobilized his remaining magic power to perform a Taoist move.
"Buzz!"
A sky-blue light curtain emerged, with traces of lightning arcs flashing, protecting him and Zhang Yao within it.
Zhang Yao suddenly felt relieved and quickly seized the opportunity to adjust his breath and mana to repair the damage to his armor.
Just two breaths later:
"Pfft..."
The azure light curtain was broken, and Master Haihe spurted out a mouthful of blood. His breath became weaker and his body was shaky.
He was already seriously injured, but was forced back by Taoism. He was in danger of damaging the foundation of his practice, and completely lost the ability to fight again.
"Hahaha……"
The solitary traveler laughed loudly, with a hint of madness in his expression, and more and more white hairs appeared on the back of his head:
"Die! Let's all die!"
(End of chapter)
