"F * ck you!"
Yang Qingxuan cursed. He felt the mirror shake and the blood in his body tumble.
Staff shadows appeared from all directions and struck the mirror's barrier.
Streaks of colorful light exploded, formed again, exploded again, and formed again …
This cycle was exceptionally beautiful, and it attracted everyone's attention.
Moreover, after a large number of martial intent projections attacked the Righteous Alliance, the pressure on the Water Tribe and Star Palace was greatly reduced.
Normally, when the Water Tribe and Star Palace saw the Righteous Alliance being besieged, they would have been overjoyed and applauded.
But at this moment, they weren't spectators. They were also trapped and unable to extricate themselves.
Instead, they hoped that the Righteous Alliance would be able to hold on.
Of course, they definitely wouldn't help. They hoped that the Righteous Alliance would perish together with this terrifying river of quicksand.
Gradually, almost all of the martial intent projections, a total of 1,800 of them, gathered around the mirror's barrier and attacked it with all their might.
They fought until the sky was turned upside down and yellow sand shook the sky.
The Water Tribe and Star Palace's people were all shocked. They looked at the person in the mirror with shock and awe.
Shi Yan was an Eight Star Realm King and had all kinds of treasures on him.
He was able to withstand almost all of the martial intent projections alone and was in an invincible position.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. Suddenly, he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
These 1800 martial intent phantoms all brandished their staffs. Each phantom was a move, and they were all completely different from each other.
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the one thousand eight hundred moves of the staff technique was a complete set?
After having this thought, he couldn't suppress it anymore. He hurriedly used his Fiery Eyes and saw all of the staff techniques, memorizing them in his mind.
At this moment, Wu Shan's eyes were wide open. Just like Yang Qingxuan, he was comprehending the staff techniques.
Zi Ye glanced at Shi Yan's condition and the projections in all directions.
She also wanted to learn, but her Spirit Eyes were limited. She couldn't see the order and movements of the staff techniques.
She only felt that it was very messy and profound.
After a few glances, he completely gave up and focused on supporting Shi Yan.
Yang Qingxuan sat cross-legged under the mirror-light barrier. Not long after, he was drenched in sweat. His face was pale and ferocious.
The Eyes of Fire and Gold actually turned blood-red.
This staff technique's martial intent was far too strong. Even though he was a World King, he still felt uncomfortable.
His fingernails grew longer and longer, slowly turning into dragon claws.
Dragon scales appeared on his body. Under the pressure of the staff technique, he was about to transform into a dragon!
Although Wu Shan was a peak six-star World King, he still wasn't feeling well at this time. His eyes were as wide as bells and they were covered with blood.
It was obvious that this staff technique was immensely powerful and brought great pressure to the two of them.
It was precisely because of this that he was able to leave behind an image in the river of quicksand.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a shadow struck the mirror and exploded.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. That staff technique was imprinted into his mind along with the Fiery Golden Eyes, causing his mind to tremble.
"Bang! Bang! — "
Then, one after another, the images exploded on the light mirror after the first move was executed.
The 1800 strikes continued to decrease.
The pupils of the Star Palace and the River of Forgetfulness shrank. They seemed to have realized the change.
"Ah! — "
Wu Shan suddenly roared. His old body suddenly expanded and countless runes appeared on his body.
The shadows exploded one after another, greatly impacting his mind. Two streams of blood flowed out from his blue eyes.
The wild aura in his body was instantly ignited. With a loud roar, he turned into a mountain-like giant.
Shi Yan was shocked. "Lord Wu Shan!"
However, Wu Shan seemed to have a low level of intelligence. He continued to evolve his physical body.
Suddenly, the attacks of the martial intent shadows began to fall on Wu Shan's body. Every move shattered his defenses and caused large amounts of blood to spurt out.
Zi Ye was shocked. He was about to help when he heard the Elf King shout, "Stop! He has his own opportunities. "
Midnight was stunned for a moment before he calmed down. He discovered that although Wu Shan's body was covered with wounds from the martial intent manifestation, and blood was spurting out everywhere, the turning point in his body was constantly strengthening, and it had gone from chaotic to orderly.
As a Four-Star Realm King, Zi Ye naturally understood what this meant.
"Ah!"
Yang Qingxuan held on for a moment. Like Wu Shan, he could no longer withstand the mental impact and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"Puff! — "
The blood contained endless dragon essence and sprinkled into the world.
In fact, at this moment, he was already in the form of a dragon. His eyes were wide open, shining with a brilliant golden light. He was still staring at those martial intent phantoms that had exploded, imprinting them all into his mind without missing a single one.
However, blood flowed out of his seven orifices.
Zi Ye was anxious. "Qingxuan, stop. Don't force yourself to remember. This staff technique is infinitely profound. It's not something you can remember. "
Yang Qingxuan turned a deaf ear to him. He formed a meditative seal with his hands and allowed his mind to collapse. He still forced himself to remember these disillusioned staff techniques.
Every martial intent shadow that exploded caused a storm and shock in his mind. His body felt like it was being torn apart.
But he still didn't give up.
Shi Yan suddenly exclaimed, "Lord Zi Ye!"
Zi Ye looked outside the mirror-light enchantment. As the martial intent shadows continued to decrease, the sky outside the enchantment was filled with yellow sand and a storm was gathering.
It was as if someone was controlling it from inside.
Zi Ye was shocked. "Spirit Transformation comprehended from the Great Dao?"
Shi Yan nodded and said with a dignified expression, "It should be. After fighting for so long, the energy consumption of the entire Quicksand River is probably above our estimation. So this Spirit Transformation must personally take action. "
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Shi Yan's mouth and dripped onto his clothes.
Zi Ye was shocked. "Lord Shi Yan, how are you?"
Shi Yan bitterly said, "It shouldn't be a problem for me to resist these martial intent shadows, but this Spirit Transformation's attack …"
Within the storm, a giant sandman vaguely appeared. It was like a heavenly phenomenon. The giant raised its hand and constantly condensed the power of the world.
Zi Ye's expression darkened. "I'll deal with this attack!"
Shi Yan shook his head. "You can't." He looked at the crowd outside the enchantment and said in a loud voice, "Everyone, we are all grasshoppers on the same rope. I hope that we can work together to overcome this crisis."
The River of Forgetfulness Water Tribe and Star Palace's people all had strange expressions. Some even sneered.
They crossed their arms across their chests, coldly watching the show.
Fei Ying sneered. "You are all grasshoppers, so what do you mean by grasshoppers? When the few of you are killed by that Spirit Transformation, the power of the Quicksand River enchantment will be almost exhausted. We will naturally be able to leave. "
The patriarchs of the other races and the Star Palace's people all sneered.
Shi Yan was enraged. With a gloomy face, he continued to resist the martial intent shadows. The injuries in his body continued to worsen.
Black flames ignited on Zi Ye's body and spread out in all directions, forming an independent space.
The purple eye between his eyebrows opened like a vertical eye. He stared at the storm and calmly said, "Let me."
The sand giant in the storm slowly opened its brown eyes and stared down.
It raised its right hand and formed a seal in the air.
Endless yellow sand and thousands of feet of space poured into it as if the entire Quicksand River was about to be poured in.
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