A streak of spiritual energy flew out with a glaring scarlet radiance. It broke Luo Shirong's body and sent him flying while shouting loudly.
He was currently in a spirit body state. His body was broken into two, which meant that his spiritual energy was cut off and half was gone. His strength suddenly dropped.
Luo Shirong growled. His spirit was being torn apart and the pain was unbearable, but he didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest. He wanted to gather the two halves of his spirit body in hopes of fusing them back together.
"Old genius, what are you tormenting yourself for? Die!" Shouted Chu Feng. This was a type of ridicule and contempt. His entire body shone as he spurred on light flames and surging Yang qi as he swooped over.
The large bell above his head rang out leisurely and suddenly emitted a bell wave. Energy ripples swept forward.
"You!"
Luo Shirong was horrified. If the bell wave exploded on his broken body, it would definitely cause his spirit body to disintegrate. He definitely wouldn't be able to withstand it.
He activated his three soul weapons with all his might. The purple Soul Drum rumbled as if the dusty heavenly drum of the ancient celestial heavens was being beaten by someone. It suddenly rang loudly and burst forth with purple light as it blocked with all its might.
There was also that Soul Blade that shone and stimulated spiritual energy as it slashed forward.
There was also that gray Deity Striking Whip that trembled and emitted lightning one after another that specialized in attacking Yin Deities!
Clang!
Upon seeing this, Chu Feng also used all his strength to activate the large bell above his head. It was like a great dao immortal bell that emitted terrifying ripples. Those were the embryonic patterns of order that surged and spread out.
Meanwhile, Luo Shirong's body was in tatters now. No matter how he activated it, it wasn't as good as before. The power of the three soul weapons had clearly decreased.
Dong!
In a split second, the Soul Drum was sent flying diagonally and emitted a muffled sound.
At the same time, sparks flew in all directions when the spiritual energy collided. That golden Soul Blade trembled from the impact and flew out.
In addition, the dense Yang qi and lightning emitted by the Deity Striking Whip were completely blocked by the wall of the bell. The black Soul Bell emitted black light and a grand and deafening sound.
The most powerful Deity Striking Whip was also blasted away!
"Luo Shirong, can you still stir up a storm this time?" As Chu Feng spoke, he came across the sky and the Soul Bell above his head vibrated.
Bang!
The bell wave was especially terrifying. Spiritual energy fluctuated and swept over in an instant. That ripple exploded like a magnificent white wave in the vast ocean crashing towards the shore.
"Ah …"
Luo Shirong cried out loudly. He felt that a great disaster was about to befall him. He couldn't block this attack. The two halves of his body that were trying to come together with all his might cracked apart once again.
At the crucial moment, he was actually decisive enough. The upper half of his body shot out like lightning and this half of his soul body increased its speed. At the same time, he pushed out the lower half of his spiritual energy body to block the bell wave and contend against Wu Lunhui.
Pop!
At this moment, everyone was horrified. The bell on Wu Lunhui's head glowed and spiritual energy surged forth. The lower half of Luo Shirong's body emitted a light sound and exploded on the spot, turning into a ball of pure spiritual energy that turned into a rain of light.
"Ah …"
Luo Shirong howled miserably. This was too painful for him. His spirit was being torn apart, and half of his soul had been destroyed. His entire body was howling in pain, and his damaged body was trembling.
However, he didn't dare to stop and quickly retreated. The other three soul tools were drawn over by him and he defended desperately.
Dong!
The sound of a bell was grand and distant. The large bell on top of Chu Feng's head emitted wisps of Yang qi. There was also spiritual energy resonating as it protected him below.
There was a lot of Yang qi on his body that pervaded the air. The Soul Bell suspended above his head pressed towards Luo Shirong!
At this moment, everyone was visibly moved as they stared at Wu Lunhui. They felt that he was like an undefeatable Godfiend!
Who could've expected that the Primal Chaotic Deity Palace's emissary, who was at the quasi-golden body realm, would suffer a crushing defeat? Moreover, he was so miserable that half of his body was blasted off.
One had to know that his evolutionary level was extremely high. He had cultivated for dozens of years and accumulated deep experience. In addition to the fact that he was born in the primal chaotic universe, his spirit body was twined with Yang qi. This was a qualitative change that was unfathomable.
But even so, he was still defeated. The battle situation was very terrifying, and there was no suspense at all. He was pushed back by Wu Lunhui all the way until his body was damaged.
Everyone's hearts palpitated as they thought of Wu Lunhui's origins. He possessed the Humanoid Monarch bloodline. As expected, this was a physique that shook the ancients and dazzled the contemporaries. This kind of combat power was too astonishing.
"In that most ancient era, several Human Monarchs stood side by side. When they joined hands, they practically commanded tens of thousands of races. They lived up to their reputation and were indeed terrifying."
Daoist Jin Lin from the Dao Race couldn't help but mutter at this moment. He thought of the prehistoric legends recorded on bone books and stone tablets. That period of time was truly hair-raising!
There was no doubt that in that era, all kinds of Monarchs, Divine Physiques, Tyrant Physiques, and so on were definitely at their golden age. They came into being one after another to confront each other. If not, there wouldn't be such a huge wave.
However, those Human Monarchs still left behind such an astonishing and glorious legend.
Chu Feng took a step forward and his energy aura was terrifying. He circulated the Phoenix breathing technique again and his entire body was surrounded by blazing flames. Strand after strand of Yang qi was emitted from him.
Dong!
The large bell suspended above his head shook once again and a bell wave swept across!
In the distance, Luo Shirong, who had nowhere to retreat, mobilized his three soul tools to resist with all his might. But in the end, the three soul tools were sent flying again. He let out another blood-curdling scream as one of his arms was shattered by the bell wave just like that and exploded on the spot. He used this as a pretext to escape.
The current Chu Feng was unstoppable!
"Everyone, what are you waiting for if you don't make a move? Wu Lunhui wants to silence us by killing people to cover up his crime of colluding with the people of this world."
At the crucial moment, Yan Luo from the Corpse Race opened his mouth. The weight of his words was extremely heavy. He came from the top ten and was the strongest descendant of the Corpse Race. He possessed a very strong rallying power.
There were many powerful clans that were affiliated with the Corpse Race, and among the universe level geniuses that came, there were more than ten that belonged to them, and they all spoke out.
"Wu Lunhui, are you still not going to stop? Do you want to use bloody methods to cover up your ugly shady business?"
"Everyone, let's attack together and take him down first!"
Ouyang Feng was enraged when he heard what was said, and he scowled in anger. He felt that these people were too despicable, and he was already convinced that Yan Luo was definitely colluding with Luo Shirong.
Even more people remained silent and watched coldly from the sidelines. They sat and watched the life and death battle between Wu Lunhui and Luo Shirong. There was a great tendency to let things go as they pleased. They sat on top of the mountain to watch the tigers fight and hoped that the more intense the fight, the better.
Everyone had their own plans. Some people hoped that Wu Lunhui and Luo Shirong would exhaust each other to the very end.
There were also people who pondered that those two people were extremely strong, so they were destined to be everyone's competitors. It would be best if they fought to the very end.
"Everyone, we should attack when we should. You and I have to uphold justice. We can't allow the human race's Wu Lunhui to be impudent!" Superfluous Combat Physique also spoke, and there were more than ten people following behind him.
Many people were shaken when the powerful figures declared their stance. Were they going to join hands to eliminate Wu Lunhui?
A few people revealed strange expressions. Perhaps the most apex figures felt that Wu Lunhui was too strong and that he was a serious threat, so they wanted to join forces to attack him at this moment!
"That's exactly what I intend to do. We can't just sit and watch. There's someone who is extremely evil and has colluded with the people of this world to betray us. How can we allow him to wantonly commit murder?"
Another powerful figure spoke. Purple light circulated around his entire body, and he was enveloped in purple qi. He possessed the Purple Cloud Dao Body bloodline, and it was another kind of powerful physique.
Ouyang Feng was infuriated because he felt that these people were too shameless. He let out a sonorous voice and said, "If this Divine King doesn't display his might, do you guys think I'm some lowly deity? Come, come, come! Little devils from the Corpse Race, as well as that big-eyed thief and that scoundrel who farts all over his body, get your asses over here! Grandpa Ou Ye will beat up all of you! "
Yan Luo, Superfluous Combat Physique, and the Purple Cloud Dao Body revealed cold killing intent as they stared at him.
At the same time, Jin Lin from the Dao Race, Ying Wudi from the Quasi-saint Race, and Shi Hong from the Buddhist Race were also secretly discussing how to deal with this matter.
"It's simple. Send both of them back to our own universe." Ying Zhexian, who had a graceful and elegant figure and a transcendent celestial appearance, spoke. Her words were rather concise and also very dull.
More than ten apex geniuses were astonished because they didn't expect that this peerless beauty who didn't eat the food and drink of the mortal world would actually be so decisive and raise this kind of slightly dark suggestion.
This didn't match with the image she had in people's hearts. Ying Zhexian possessed exceptional beauty and was known as the third beauty under the starry skies. She was usually graceful and elegant with a celestial aura; she was otherworldly and aloof.
When Ying Xiaoxiao looked at her elder sister at this moment, her small mouth was agape as she was very shocked.
Ying Zhexian glanced at her younger sister and said, "For everyone's safety, we need to send them back. This won't truly harm their lives and they can be resurrected in our universe."
"You're quite wise and farsighted. This is the safest method. Sending both of them on their way is the safest. It doesn't matter who harbors evil intentions."
Yuan Shicheng spoke as he expressed his deep agreement with a gentle smile.
They all had their own judgments and each of them had a scale in their hearts as to who was right and who was wrong. This kind of countermeasure made everyone reveal peculiar expressions.
There was no doubt that this suggestion made quite a number of people feel that it wasn't bad. It removed future troubles and also sent off a powerful competitor at the same time. Everyone had their own selfish motives.
In the end, Ying Zhexian, Yuan Shicheng, Daoist Jin Lin, the Undead Silkworm Prince, Shi Hong, the Winged Godhead, Ying Wudi, and the Vermillion Bird Fairy reached a consensus after a brief dispute.
They would let those two continue to fight and determine life and death. After that, they would give the survivor one last chance to defend himself. If he could convince everyone, then they would leave him behind.
As long as there was one person in their group who felt suspicious, then there was nothing more to say. They would send that person on his way!
Things had already reached this point, but there was actually already an outcome in advance because everyone could judge the direction of what would happen next.
The Corpse Race's Yan Luo and Superfluous Combat Physique were stopped by Jin Lin, Yuan Shicheng, Shi Hong, and the others. They didn't let the few of them step forward and interfere.
Boom!
At this moment, Chu Feng was rather firm and fierce. His every movement became more and more powerful. Scarlet rays of light erupted from the space between his brows and penetrated Luo Shirong's body once again.
"Ah …" Luo Shirong shouted. The upper half of his body was broken again. This was practically taking his life.
At this moment, Chu Feng sensed danger. He observed the people around him and saw that there were actually intense fluctuations of emotions in the depths of her eyes. At the same time, he also noticed that Jin Lin, Yuan Shicheng, Ying Zhexian, and the others were acting strangely!
"Fellow Daoists, Wu Lunhui wants to silence everyone. Please attack!" Luo Shirong shouted at everyone.
At this moment, he was ashamed and humiliated. At the same time, he also felt some despair. Who was he? He was a genius of the cultivation world and an elite of the Primal Chaotic Deity Palace, yet he was actually defeated by an elegant youth who was fourteen or fifteen years old!
Him shouting like this was equivalent to asking for help in front of everyone. It was too humiliating. He had actually fallen to this step. An evolver at the quasi-golden body realm was being suppressed by someone whose realm was lower than his!
In particular, he was too conceited earlier and displayed an aloof attitude. He once said that he was going to suppress Wu Lunhui with a raise of his hand, but the reality was too terrifying for him.
There was a commotion in the vicinity. Luo Shirong's request for help immediately caused a clamor.
Yan Luo from the Corpse Race couldn't wait any longer. He looked at Jin Lin, Yuan Shicheng, Ying Zhexian, and the others and strongly requested to attack. He really wanted to save Luo Shirong.
"I'm here. Get over here if you're unconvinced!"
Chu Feng said, "Yes, there's no need to be anxious. Feel free to come over if you're unconvinced. I'll receive you myself!"
At the same time, he secretly transmitted his voice to Ouyang Feng, telling him to prepare to receive the weapons and be prepared for a true battle at any time!
Dong!
A bell rang out. Chu Feng shook off Luo Shirong's three soul weapons. At the same time, his figure transformed into a bolt of lightning all of a sudden. His speed was too fast.
Bang!
His fist suddenly erupted, causing Luo Shirong's spirit body to crack and fly backward. But he didn't continue to attack Luo Shirong to end his life. Instead, he increased his speed and charged into midair. With a bang, Chu Feng forcefully seized the Deity Striking Whip and grabbed it in his hand.
"Return it to me!" Luo Shirong was anxious. He exhausted his soulforce and wanted to receive his soul weapon back, but he was too weak and couldn't compete with Chu Feng.
In a split second, the Deity Striking Whip changed owners.
Dong!
At the same time, Chu Feng forcefully kicked the Soul Drum, causing it to fly toward Ouyang Feng. He brandished the Deity Striking Whip and severed the connection between the Soul Drum and Luo Shirong.
"Alright!" Toad was already prepared a long time ago. His entire body was emitting the divine beast's brilliance and might as he seized the Soul Drum. His soulforce invaded it and grasped it in a split second before suspending it above his head.
"Ah …" Luo Shirong shouted. He was incomparably furious and terrified at the same time. He felt that he was finished.
This outcome was too lamentable. He resisted with all his might and urged on the Soul Blade.
Unfortunately, everything was too late now. Chu Feng traversed high up in the sky and had long since rushed over in advance. He shook the large bell and shattered the spiritual imprint in the Soul Blade. He seized it and tossed it to Ouyang Feng.
"Haha, you can attack and you can defend. Two soul weapons are enough!" Toad laughed loudly. With the purple Soul Drum suspended above his head and the golden Soul Blade in his hand, he was bursting with confidence.
Luo Shirong's broken body fled rapidly toward the Corpse Race's Yan Luo, hoping to obtain protection.
Dong!
However, at this moment, the large bell above Chu Feng's head rumbled. A terrifying bell wave swept out and struck his body in a split second, causing him to explode on the spot.
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