After the first round of sword formation was cleverly avoided by Li Yuanchao, Taoist Wuchen did not show the slightest look of discouragement or panic on his face.
On the contrary, his deep eyes shone with a more determined light, all of which he expected.
He knew clearly that such an attack alone was not enough to defeat Li Yuanchao, who had profound cultivation.
Taoist Wuchen had already made a plan in his mind. His real goal was to destroy Li Yuanchao's seemingly indestructible Immortal Burning Fire Formation.
Facing the nine golden fire snakes released by Li Yuanchao, Taoist Wuchen's expression remained unchanged, and he lightly stepped on the blue magic circle under his feet with his right foot.
As he stepped forward, an even brighter blue light suddenly erupted from the magic circle, and countless cold light swords shot out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.
These cold light swords gathered in the air to form an extremely fierce torrent of sword energy, carrying a cold and sharp aura, and slammed into the nine golden fire snakes.
At the same time, a giant blue cold light sword condensed above Taoist Wuchen's head. This sword seemed to be condensed from countless cold air and sword energy, exuding a heart-stopping chill.
The giant blue cold light sword hung above Taoist Wuchen's head, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the Burning Immortal Industry Fire Formation, and a powerful sword energy pressure instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.
Under the pressure of this sword energy, even the air became cold.
On the stage of life and death, Li Yuanchao and Wuchen Taoist each controlled powerful magic arrays and sword arrays, and launched a thrilling contest.
Li Yuanchao concentrated on controlling the nine golden fire snakes. These fire snakes swam flexibly under his command, constantly changing their attack directions, trying to break through Taoist Wuchen's defense and directly attack his true form.
Wherever the golden fire snake passed, the air was burned and twisted, forming a sea of blazing fire.
However, Taoist Wuchen is no ordinary person. With a stern look on his face, he quickly made seals with his hands, controlling countless cold light swords and the giant blue cold light sword, continuously bombarding the Immortal Burning Fire Formation with thunderous force.
In the fierce confrontation, Wuchen Taoist successfully broke through Li Yuanchao's Immortal-Burning Karma Fire Formation. Under the sword energy, the golden flames of the Karma Fire Formation gradually dissipated, revealing the void behind it.
However, although the magic circle was broken, Li Yuanchao himself was not harmed at all. He had already nimbly hid in a safe place at the moment when the magic circle broke.
On the contrary, while Taoist Wuchen attacked the magic circle with all his strength, the remaining golden fire snake controlled by Li Yuanchao took the opportunity to bite Taoist Wuchen's leg.
The fire snake's teeth were like red-hot iron hooks. As soon as they came into contact with Taoist Wuchen's skin, a heartbreaking pain was immediately felt.
If Taoist Wuchen hadn't reacted quickly and used his spiritual power in time to force out the fire poison, his whole body would have been ignited by the karma fire, and the consequences would have been disastrous.
Although he successfully defeated the Burning Immortal Industry Fire Formation, Taoist Wuchen also paid a heavy price. The wound on his leg still retained the residual warmth of the golden flame.
Taoist Wuchen stared closely at Li Yuanchao in front of him, his eyes revealing some sharpness and determination.
The cold light sword in his hand was already attached to the place where the golden fire snake had just bitten him, and the cold breath emitted from the sword instantly eliminated the hot feeling.
The cold light sword meticulously absorbs the fire poison left by the golden fire snake and transforms it into the cold power inside the sword body.
As the cold air circulated, the wounds on Taoist Wuchen's legs healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The pain gradually dissipated and was replaced by a cool and comfortable feeling.
Li Yuanchao was keenly aware of Taoist Wuchen's movements, and he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that the other party could suppress the injury of Karmic Fire so quickly.
However, there was no expression on his face, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically: "Taoist Wuchen, it seems that my Burning Immortal Fire is not bad, right? It's really rare to see that it can make you so embarrassed. ah."
When Taoist Wuchen heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly. This cold snort seemed to contain endless majesty and anger.
Then, he reached out and patted the storage bag at his waist, and an antique scroll appeared in his hand.
This scroll looks ordinary, but it exudes a spiritual energy. Taoist Wuchen held it carefully and at the same time began to recite the mysterious magic formula.
As the magic formula was recited, a spiritual light gradually flashed on the scroll, and the scroll was instantly awakened.
Finally, Taoist Wuchen suddenly threw the scroll into the air. The scroll rolled several times in the air and then floated steadily in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, it began to unfold slowly, and beautiful pictures gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Within that lifelike painting, there stands a majestic tree with lush branches and leaves, like a green ocean with layers of waves in the sky.
On the quiet river surface, a white-robed monk was fishing quietly, his figure looming on the sparkling water, like an otherworldly immortal.
However, in this quiet moment, something unexpected happened. The vines of the big tree seemed to be awakened by some mysterious force and instantly became extremely agile. They twisted their bodies like spiritual snakes that were ready to strike.
Immediately afterwards, these vines spewed out of the scroll with lightning speed, and fiercely attacked Li Yuanchao with powerful force and unstoppable momentum.
The human monks and upper realm monks on both sides of the canyon were amazed by Taoist Wuchen's spiritual treasure. Because spiritual treasures like the scroll are extremely rare, the spiritual energy contained in the scroll is also extremely rich, making this scroll a great possibility. Sex will one day transform into an innate spiritual treasure.
In front of such rare treasures, Li Yuanchao was in awe and did not dare to neglect at all.
He waved his right hand lightly, and six slender silver needles appeared out of thin air in his palm. The needle tips shone with cold light, containing infinite power.
In an instant, Li Yuanchao inserted six silver needles into the ground accurately, forming a tight six-pointed star array around himself. Immediately afterwards, he took out a carefully drawn talisman with complicated patterns.
He placed the talisman on the ground in an instant. The talisman and the silver needle formation reacted with each other, stimulating a weak energy fluctuation.
A moment later, a shocking sight appeared. As if summoned by some mysterious power, the six silver needles suddenly rose dozens of feet and turned into six huge silver pillars.
At the same time, a red light curtain rose from the ground, tightly connecting the six silver needles together to form an indestructible protective shield.
At the moment when the magic circle was condensed and formed, the surrounding vines were like crazy beasts, winding around crazily. Some vines even cunningly broke through the defense and broke into the magic circle before it was completely stable.
However, the number of vines that invaded the magic circle was relatively small, and Li Yuanchao responded quickly and mobilized the power of the magic circle for defense in time. Therefore, the attack of these vines did not cause him much damage.
