Chapter 150
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"If you don't come out, you'll be turned into hedgehogs. Hahaha, if you kneel down and beg me, I'll consider letting you go."
Zuo Jun did not hide the sarcasm in his eyes as he looked down at the crowd.
But to his disappointment, he didn't see any scene of kneeling and begging for mercy. Instead, he saw numerous pairs of icy cold and disdainful eyes, and he couldn't help but shout furiously, "All of you are as detestable as Yang Qingxuan. Die!
The poison shield suddenly shrank and clasped onto the barrier. Even with the power of the Shengshi Silver Origin Tool and the support of Meng Duan's Martial Soul, it could not resist much.
"Oh no, it's going to break."
Cracks began to appear on the barrier.
Du Ruo gritted her teeth and her face was gloomy.
Although Zuo Jun's strength was suppressed by the Yang Qi, he was still stronger than them.
"Remove the barrier and fight with him!"
Chen Zhen held Jiao Ruo Long and took a deep breath. His gaze pierced through the poison shield and looked at Zuo Jun behind him with determination.
Du Ruo and Meng Duan looked at each other and nodded. Du Ruo withdrew her wrist and the barrier disappeared instantly.
Meng Duan shouted. He stepped on the ground and shot up like a sharp arrow.
He drew thousands of runes in the sky with one hand, which shone with golden light and formed a shield in front of him. Then, he slashed forward with the saber in his other hand.
Du Ruo held thousands of lightning bolts in her hand and spread them all over her body. She seemed to have turned into lightning bolts and rushed forward from different directions.
The rest of the people also made their moves.
Zuo Jun sneered and shouted, "Poisonous Hand Supreme Fist — Yin Eroding Hammer!"
Thousands of poisonous gas came from the hammer and a green light burst out.
"Bang! Bang!
A series of explosions rang out as everyone's attacks were smashed into smithereens by the Poison Hammer.
The poisonous gas was powerful and it condensed into a rain of arrows that shot toward the crowd.
A huge ice prism opened up in the air, blocking the rain of arrows from the poisonous hammer. However, it shattered in an instant, turning into specks of white light and dissipating in the air.
Just as the ice prism shattered, a silver light appeared.
Chen Zhen's figure was resolute. White wings spread out behind his back and a silver spear swallowed the mountains and rivers. The iron horse neighed as if there were thousands of soldiers and horses trampling through time and space.
"Martial Soul — Thousand Rivers Treading Snow!" “
"Bang! “
Zuo Jun's expression changed. He held the Poison Hammer in front of him to resist the might of the mountains and rivers.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the silver spear pierced through the poisonous hammer and into Zuo Jun's shoulder!
"Zi!"
It was as bright as a swimming dragon and the poisonous gas. Under the dispersal of the poisonous gas, the reaction was even more intense. Along with the powerful waves of Qi, the spear's might surged out in circles, causing the mountain rocks to tremble as if a hundred ghosts were crying.
"What, what kind of gun is this? Damn it! "
Zuo Jun's left shoulder trembled as he let out a shrill cry. Chen Zhen's complexion changed greatly.
The tip of the spear had only penetrated half an inch before it was caught by a skinny hand. Zuo Jun's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at him like a ferocious ghost. "How dare you hurt me! Haha, go to hell! “
A stream of poisonous gas gushed out from his chest and turned into a spear, piercing through Chen Zhen's body.
"Poof! “
Chen Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with unwillingness. His body swayed as Zuo Jun threw him away along with the silver spear.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Chen Zhen fell to the ground and slid more than ten feet away. The poison spear's poison spread out from his abdomen. His face was pale and his lips were purple.
Zuo Jun covered his wound. Under the flow of the poison, it was healing slowly.
In the blink of an eye, it was as if he was not injured at all.
"Ha, you want to kill me? Dream on!"
Zuo Jun's face was gloomy and cold. When he was about to deal with Chen Zhen, he looked at the ground and found that Chen Zhen had disappeared.
He stared at the ground and suddenly swung his poisonous hammer. With a "boom", it smashed into the ground, causing it to explode with a loud "boom".
An alfalfa flower burst out from the ground. Lan Yan and Chen Zhen were sent flying and fell to the ground far away. Both of them were seriously injured.
The rest of the people were frightened. Du Ruo clenched his teeth and quickly made hand seals. He shouted, "Go!"
Yu Lei appeared. His body swelled into a ball and he opened his mouth to spit out a thunder and lightning.
…
Below the ancient palace, Yang Qingxuan, who was cultivating in the pool, had no idea what was happening above.
He was in a wonderful state. After the strong Yang Spiritual Qi poured into his body, it quickly condensed the sixth stream of True Qi of Sun Flame. The six streams of True Qi merged in his Dantian and a huge palm appeared in front of his eyes.
The palm was very rough, but it was as steady as a mountain.
Near the two lines in the palm, there were six hot light balls floating like the sun in the sky.
Yang Qingxuan felt a great pressure just by visualizing his inner sight. His temples were soaked in cold sweat.
The six suns swayed between the two lines as if they were moving according to a certain trajectory, revealing a strong martial intent.
Suddenly, the pool began to change. Its color gradually turned red and a lot of bubbles popped out.
The water of the Heavenly River was the most Yang substance in the Firmament Star Field. Although it had been evaporated for countless years and its effect was not as good as before, it was still not something Yang Qingxuan could easily bear.
When the six suns were condensed, the Yang Spiritual Qi in his body was saturated. The remaining Yang Spiritual Qi flowed through his meridians and all flowed into the Fire Cloud Mark on his left shoulder.
After a long time, the mark suddenly became bright. Then, a vague shadow condensed behind him and stood in the pool. His face could not be seen.
The shadow raised its hand, and a purple flame burned in the palm of its hand. The pool water suddenly became violent, and a large amount of Yang Qi emerged from the water, turning into tens of thousands of crimson rays of light, and converged on the purple flame.
The purple flame was very weak and jumped like a candle flame. The red light rays above the purple flame spread out and turned into a light disc. Words appeared on it and golden light flashed from time to time.
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled slightly. He seemed to feel the abnormality of the Fire Cloud Mark and frowned slightly.
"What's going on? There seems to be something wrong with the Enemy Martial Spirit Seal! "
Yang Qingxuan's mind was distracted. The palm print in front of him immediately shook and began to fade. It was about to disappear from the visualization.
He was shocked and hurriedly got rid of the distracting thoughts. He focused on the palm and the palm became clear again.
Then, the six suns in the palm suddenly rotated like a wheel. The whole world seemed to be left with the six fireballs. They roared and pressed down on Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. His body trembled. The power of the six suns in the visualization merged into his body and flowed through his limbs and bones without any hindrance.
He could not help but be ecstatic and said, "The Six Suns Palm has finally succeeded!"
In excitement, he suddenly opened his eyes. The Genuine Qi in his body suddenly rose and he felt that his strength had increased by several times in an instant.
"Middle-stage Spiritual Martial Realm!"
The moment he comprehended the essence of the Six Suns Palm, he also broke through the realm and stepped into the Middle-stage Spiritual Martial Realm.
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