On the battlefield, the situation changed!
Initially, many spectating cultivators were still guessing if Su Zimo could escape alive.
But now, when the four titular disciples used their Essence Spirit secret skills, it still gave off a suffocating feeling on the verge of death!
There were no tricks in a fight between Essence Spirits.
Many cultivators believed that Su Zimo, who had just advanced to the Void Reversion realm, might be able to defend against the Essence Spirit secret skill of a titular disciple, but he would definitely not be able to defend against four of them!
On the battlefield, Su Zimo had a calm expression when he sensed the spirit consciousness fluctuation behind him. In fact, there was not even a ripple in his eyes!
All of a sudden!
The Azure Lotus Throne that was smashed down shook for a moment. Then, rays of azure light burst out from the Lotus Throne, bringing with them endless sharpness!
Qinglian's son!
After Qinglian of Creation reached Grade 6, the number of Qinglian's sons had reached 54!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Su Zimo's mind stirred.
The 54 Qinglian's sons were divided into four groups and shot out. There were 13 in each group and the remaining two hovered around Su Zimo.
Every single Qinglian's son sped through the air and the glow that wrapped around them vaguely revealed the form of a sword with a menacing sharpness!
This was also a change brought about by Qinglian of Creation's advancement to Grade 6.
The sharpness of the Qinglian's sons solidified and the form of a sword would vaguely appear!
The thirteen green lotus seeds were like thirteen long swords. They slashed towards the four divine senses that were surging towards them!
Poof! Poof! Poof!
The 13 Qinglian's sons collided repeatedly against the incoming Formless Finger, riddling the finger with holes.
The light on the Qinglian's sons dimmed and Monk Formless's Essence Spirit secret skill was neutralized by the Qinglian's sons as well!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The spirit consciousness bone spear behind him was silent. However, as though they had eyes, the Qinglian's sons turned into swords and slashed against the bone spear.
In the blink of an eye, the bone spear dissipated!
The star broke through the sky, bringing with it a heavy pressure!
The thirteen Seeds of Qinglian transformed into streaks of sword Qi and struck the center of the Divine Sense Star, directly piercing through it!
The divine hammer condensed from Dao Being Zephyr Thunder's spirit consciousness could not escape the same fate. It was struck by Qinglian and turned into nothingness!
This was the Qinglian of Creation!
Seizing the fortune of heaven and earth, existing eternally. After entering the mature stage, it would be even more terrifying!
Initially, when Creation Qinglian was at rank-5, Su Zimo was still at Nascent Soul realm and could only defend passively against the Essence Spirit secret skills of titular disciples.
But now, he could channel the Creation Qinglian's Son to fight head-on against the Essence Spirit secret skills of titular disciples!
The four Essence Spirit secret skills were defended by the Creation Qinglian!
Dao Being Hidden Death's figure had just appeared and hesitated for a moment before disappearing into the void once more.
It was not that he did not want to attack, but that he did not have the chance!
Initially, in his plan, it would be best if the Essence Spirit secret skills of the four titular disciples could kill Su Zimo.
If not, they would definitely be able to shatter the barrier of Su Zimo's Essence Spirit Dharmic weapon.
He would then take advantage of the opening and succeed in a single strike!
Dao Being Hidden Death had not expected that Su Zimo did not use the Mingwang Prayer beads to defend against the four Essence Spirit secret skills!
Furthermore, there were two sharp Qinglian's Sons hovering beside Su Zimo!
If Dao Being Hidden Death attacked, apart from exposing himself, he would not pose any threat to Su Zimo!
Although he was indignant, he still hid it.
As an assassin of Hidden Death Sect, he had to be patient.
As long as he was willing to wait patiently, there would definitely be a perfect opportunity to strike!
However, the fact that the four Essence Spirit secret skills were useless merely shocked Dao Being Heavenly Dipper, Dao Being Zephyr Thunder and Dao Being Malevolent Earth!
However, for Monk Formless, his face was ashen and his heart sank instantly!
Although the fight between Essence Spirits seemed slow, it happened in an instant.
Throughout the entire process, Su Zimo was not affected at all. The green lotus platform was still the same as it smashed down on Monk Formless's head!
This time round, no one could save him!
"Formless Dharmic Seal!"
Monk Formless made his final gamble and roared. Closing his hands, he conjured a gigantic Dharmic seal at his fastest speed and collided with the Creation Qinglian!
Poof!
There was no pause.
The Dharmic seal was destroyed instantly!
Flesh and blood splattered as Monk Formless's hands were shattered by the green lotus platform!
The Qinglian took advantage of the momentum and smashed onto Monk Formless's head!
There was a loud thud.
Like a watermelon shattering, Monk Formless's head was smashed by the Qinglian and his brains splattered all over the ground. However, the green lotus platform was not stained at all!
Swash!
Before the green lotus platform landed on his head, a glowing figure flew out from behind Monk Formless's head.
His Essence Spirit had left his body!
As a titular disciple who had cultivated for more than 2,000 years, Monk Formless's body was naturally extremely precious and he would not give it up unless he had no other choice.
However, losing his body was better than having his Essence Spirit destroyed!
As long as his Essence Spirit was still around, he could continue cultivating whether he wanted to possess someone or purchase a Dao Being's body upon returning to the sect.
Of course, it was probably impossible for him to recover his former combat strength.
His title as a titular disciple would definitely be replaced by the sect as well.
At the thought of that, he felt a sense of resentment towards Su Zimo once more!
"You caused my body to be destroyed and I lost my title. One day, I'll definitely repay this grudge!" Monk Formless thought to himself.
At that moment, he still did not realize that Su Zimo would not let him leave alive!
The moment his Essence Spirit left his body, the two Qinglian Seeds that were initially revolving around Su Zimo flew out and transformed into two rays of sword qi that shot towards Monk Formless's Essence Spirit.
A ray of light blocked the path ahead.
A ray of light chased after him from behind!
Before Monk Formless could escape far, he sensed a sharp edge piercing towards him. A sharp pain came from his Essence Spirit and he could not help but tremble.
"Su Zimo, what are you trying to do?!"
Seeing that he could not escape, Monk Formless was anxious and could not help but shout fiercely, "I'm a titular disciple of Formless Monastery. Are you really going to kill me?"
Even the monks of Formless Monastery and titular disciples could not maintain their composure in the face of death.
"I'm going to kill titular disciples like you!"
Su Zimo's voice was cold and heartless without any hesitation.
Poof! Poof!
The two Qinglian Seeds penetrated Monk Formless's Essence Spirit and an endless sharpness surged into it, mincing it into pieces!
His Essence Spirit was destroyed!
The titular disciple of Formless Monastery died in the Dao Inheritance Ground!
Seeing this scene, the surrounding cultivators all felt a chill run down their spines.
Looking at the green figure on the battlefield, everyone felt as though they were looking at a god of death that had walked out of hell!
Right now, three titular disciples had already died in the hands of Su Zimo in the Dao Inheritance Ground!
Some cultivators gradually realized.
When Su Zimo walked out of the Three Tribulations Domain once more, it was not to escape but to kill!
To kill a titular disciple!
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