Chapter 1305
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Yan Beichen was surrounded by the two terrifying fiend qi of Hatred and Shura as he charged towards Immortal Sword once more!
Poof! Poof! Poof!
The two terrifying fiend techniques of the Hatred Sutra and Shura Sutra were already pushed to their limits. Yan Beichen seemed to have arrived on a sea of blood with a torrential malevolent aura!
Many Mighty Figures of Sword Sect could not defend against Yan Beichen's attack.
Shura wielded the Hatred Fiend Saber and resembled an ancient Fiend Emperor. Many Mighty Figures of Sword Sect died one after another.
The Startling Sword Intent and Lifeless Sword Intent could not defend against the sharpness of the Hatred Fiend Saber!
In the blink of an eye, only more than ten Mighty Figures of Sword Sect were left.
Furthermore, every Mighty Figure of Sword Sect retreated continuously with panic and fear on their faces.
Although Conjoint Body Mighty Figures had exuberant lifeforce and could even regrow their limbs, how could they be severely injured against the Hatred Fiend Saber?
All of them were dead souls!
Many Conjoint Body Mighty Figures had cultivated for more than 10,000 years and did not want to die here just like that.
Some Mighty Figures of Sword Sect turned and fled, not daring to fight against Yan Beichen anymore.
Standing in the crowd, Immortal Sword panicked and looked at the unfamiliar faces around him as though he was pleading for help.
Those unfamiliar faces were all Mighty Figures of the Primordial Six Races. However, they had changed their appearances and concealed their true bodies!
Right then, the experts of the Primordial Six Races stood up in unison with grim expressions.
"We can't watch any longer. We have to attack and kill him!"
God Han Ling said slowly.
"That's right. If we allow him to continue growing, he'll be an unimaginable threat to us primordial races!" The Mighty Figure of the Heavenly Eye race nodded as well.
"Fellow Daoists, thank you for your help. I'll definitely remember your kindness in my heart! “
Immortal Sword was delighted, thinking that the experts of the Primordial Six Races were going to attack Yan Beichen.
When he heard Immortal Sword's words, the Golden Crow Third Prince scoffed with a disdainful expression.
To be honest, the Primordial Six Races did not take the human cultivators present seriously at all. Even Conjoint Body Mighty Figures of the human race were not taken seriously.
The Immortal Sword was famous in the cultivation world, but in the eyes of the Golden Crow Third Prince and the others, he was like an ant. Who would care about his life?
"What's your name again?"
The Golden Crow Third Prince reached out and patted Immortal Sword's face. "You are not qualified to call us brothers. Your life and death has nothing to do with us, haha."
Immortal Sword was once a titular disciple of Sword Sect. Even if his Essence Spirit was injured, he was still a mighty figure.
But now, he was being slapped by the Golden Crow Third Prince!
Immortal Sword's smile froze.
He had never suffered such humiliation since he started cultivating!
If it was anyone else that dared to treat him like this, he would have fought back at the first possible moment, and he wouldn't hesitate to use any means to torture that person to death and burn their bones to ashes!
However, the person in front of him was the Golden Crow Third Prince.
Beside the Golden Crow Third Prince were Conjoint Body Mighty Figures of the other primordial races. If he were to show any signs of disobedience, he would be killed by the experts of the Primordial Six Races before Yan Beichen could arrive!
The Golden Crow Third Prince ignored him completely and left with the other experts of the primordial races before long, heading towards Su Zimo.
Immortal Sword was motionless and clenched his fists tightly. His body trembled slightly and his face flushed red.
Even after the Primordial Six Races left, he did not say a single word and allowed the other party to trample on his dignity!
Immortal Sword grit his teeth and looked at Yan Beichen who was charging over from afar without saying a word.
He knew that he could not compare to Yan Beichen at the end of the day.
If they were in each other's shoes, Yan Beichen would definitely dare to attack the Primordial Six Races. However, Immortal Sword did not dare to reveal any hint of displeasure!
On another battlefield.
Su Zimo's Heaven and Earth Dharma Characteristic was invincible and invincible – no Conjoint Body Mighty Figure could stop him!
The Mighty Figure of Poison Sect who had threatened to kill Night Spirit earlier on was scared out of his wits and retreated hurriedly.
"Where do you think you're going?!"
Su Zimo hollered.
His Heaven and Earth Dharma Characteristic waved its whip and crossed the voids, whipping the Mighty Figure of Poison Sect instantly, tearing him into pieces and killing him on the spot!
After this round of killing, Su Zimo was extremely close to Night Spirit!
Su Zimo's eyes shone brightly and his thunder whip coiled, wanting to pull Night Spirit over from the ground.
All of a sudden!
A blood-red vine appeared, exuding an extremely evil aura. In an instant, it lashed out at the lightning whip!
The power of thunder and Samadhi Dao Fire burst forth instantly!
The blood-colored vine constricted and its surface was charred black. However, it was not injured at its core.
However, the power of the thunder whip was completely neutralized!
Without hesitation, Su Zimo's 99 feet tall Heaven and Earth Dharma Characteristic strode forward and swung its arm, smashing down viciously with the Creation Lotus Platform.
At the same time, the Heavenly Fiend Scythe descended as well!
"Good timing!"
A figure appeared in a flash and transformed into his true form. His golden hair danced and his green eyes were deep as he emanated golden blood qi!
Splash!
The sound of a tsunami could be heard from within the figure's body!
Tsunami blood!
The figure did not use any Dharmic weapons and merely punched towards the Creation Lotus Platform with his bare hands!
The crowd was shocked when they saw that!
Even Mighty Figure Dharmic weapons might not be able to defend against the power of Su Zimo's Dharma Characteristic, let alone a body of flesh and blood.
Boom!
The Creation Lotus Platform collided with the person's fist with a deafening bang!
The figure took half a step back but his fist was undamaged and the Creation Lotus Platform was repelled as well!
The golden-haired man flung his palm and grinned. "It does hurt a little."
It only hurt a little to receive the Creation Lotus Platform with his bare hands!
On the other side, the moment the Heavenly Fiend Scythe slashed down, it was blocked by a cold beam of light and sparks flew!
A tall figure stood in midair. He had a green face and fangs, looking extremely ugly. A pair of pitch-black flesh wings grew from his back and he wielded two crescent-shaped sabers that were shockingly curved and shone with a cold glint!
The primordial races had finally appeared!
Su Zimo was extremely familiar with the two primordial races that attacked at the back.
The golden-haired and green-eyed one was from the Protoss lineage.
The one with the green face, fangs and wings was from the Rakshasa race!
As for the one that blocked his thunder whip, it was an extremely evil plant that waved countless blood-colored vines.
Every vine seemed to be a thick blood vessel. At the top of the vines was a human face. It had no nose or eyes, only a bloody mouth. Inside the mouth, sharp tusks were intertwined, glittering coldly, as if they could tear and mince everything apart!
Although he had never seen that primordial race before, Su Zimo could vaguely guess through that form that it should be another primordial race, the Blood Vine race!
Legend has it that the Blood Vine race survived by devouring the blood of all living beings.
They would not reject even the bloodlines of the other primordial races!
Any living being that entered the territory of the Blood Vine race by mistake would be torn apart and devoured as nourishment. Not even their bones would be left – it was extremely savage!
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he vaguely thought of something.
However, at that moment, he was in a dangerous place and could not even protect himself. He could not save the Night Spirit either and was extremely tense. He truly did not have the mood to think carefully and that flash of inspiration disappeared.
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