Yue Hongyan's white jade-like fist was glowing with red light at this moment as it heavily smashed onto Staphylococcus Vulgare.
The seemingly illusory Staphylococcus Vulgare, at this moment, was hit by Yue Hongyan's fist, but it seemed to have a real body at this moment. When the two sides collided, a muffled "bang" was heard.
The shining black light around Staphylococcus Vulgare was previously destroyed by the Army Vanquisher Halberd. At this moment, before it had time to recover, it was punched by Yue Hongyan again.
As a magic treasure, Staphylococcus Vulgare could barely withstand it, but the spirit that Mu Xuan had placed in it was directly shaken out by this huge force.
Once out of the protection of the magic treasure, Staphylococcus Vulgare, although Mu Xuan was proficient in spirit techniques, and her spirit was tough and strong, it was still extremely difficult to face the Boundless Evil Qi. Especially when her Heaven and Earth Form was destroyed, and her strength was greatly reduced, it was even more so.
Her spirit returned to her body, and after the soul and spirit merged together, a dark red blood appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she fell back.
Yue Hongyan retracted his fist, and with a wave of the Army Vanquisher Halberd, Staphylococcus Vulgare was also knocked away.
The black light around Staphylococcus Vulgare had dimmed a lot. As the light flickered, the five colors of white, red, blue, green, and yellow reappeared, and its appearance changed back to the Hexagonal Sword.
The Hexagonal Sword guarded beside Mu Xuan. Mu Xuan's eyes were scattered, and there was no focus in her sight. Blood flowed out of her facial orifices, and she looked quite miserable.
When the spirit left the body to cast a secret technique, it was strange and unpredictable, but if it was attacked, without the protection of the body's Primordial Qi, the spirit would be directly injured.
Mu Xuan's Dharma Form of Heaven and Earth was also destroyed by Yue Hongyan. All the essence of her power was temporarily dispersed, and she couldn't even stabilize her divine soul.
Shan Xiang, Ding Runfeng, and the rest of the Taixu Temple cultivators stared in shock at the scene unfolding before their eyes. They did not expect the situation to take such a drastic turn for the worse. Mu Xuan, who was supposed to win, was defeated so badly.
Mu Xuan did not plan to use the Art of the Soul on the spot. Instead, among the cultivators of the Taixu Temple who were below the Primordial Divinity realm, her talent in the Art of the Soul was one of the few. The Art of the Soul was her forte, especially the Staphylococcus Vulgare. Under a surprise attack, the Primordial Divinity cultivators from other forces had to be careful.
Although Soul adepts were restrained by the masculine blood of martial adepts, Mu Xuan possessed the magic weapon Staphylococcus Vulgare formed from the Hexagonal Sword, so she was no longer afraid of the hot blood of martial adepts below the Primordial Divinity stage.
Even though Yue Hongyan had the Avici aura, Mu Xuan had actually considered this. But after many years of cultivation, and under the guidance of his master, Lin Feng, Yue Hongyan's understanding of his own remarkable martial arts and the Avici aura had reached a whole new level.
Yue Hongyan's strength was not what it used to be, and this was within Mu Xuan's consideration. But in what aspect, and to what extent, this was not something she could predict. She could only observe and experience it in the process of actual combat. But the price she had to pay was very likely to be beyond redemption.
At this moment, Mu Xuan was in such a state.
Her spirit was seriously injured, and she felt as if there were billions of steel needles stabbing into her brain, making her feel so much pain that she wished she was dead.
She could not concentrate at all, and she saw stars in front of her eyes. Her vision darkened, and she completely lost the ability to continue fighting.
The destruction of the Dharma Power had greatly reduced her strength. If she wanted to cultivate the Dharma Power again, it would take a long time.
She was still young, and compared to the 3,600 years of life of a Yuanying stage adept, time was not a problem. But what made Mu Xuan's heart slightly cold was that she felt her own state of mind begin to fluctuate.
She cultivated the Way of Supreme Wang Qing, cut off all means of retreat, and pushed the thread of love she had for Pang Jie to the extreme. If she could not achieve the path, she would instead go downhill.
But she had lost at the hands of Xuanmen Tianzong's disciple, at the hands of the middle Yuanying stage Yue Hongyan. This serious setback was affecting her state of mind.
Not to mention that the knot in her heart could not be untied, it was getting heavier and heavier. Mu Xuan had cultivated the Way of Supreme Wang Qing for many years, and could already feel that the situation was developing in a worse direction.
Yue Hongyan glanced at Mu Xuan and the Hexagonal Sword indifferently. He carried the Army Destroyer Imperial Halberd on his back, and he had already landed on the peak of Bai Yun Mountain again. He stared calmly and coldly at the other adepts of Taixu Temple.
Shan Xiang, Ding Runfeng, and the rest immediately stopped, and their hearts sank to the bottom.
Mu Xuan and Yue Hongyan's fight had actually only taken a moment, but the outcome was already decided.
Not only was Mu Xuan's Dharma Power destroyed, and her spirit was severely injured, the Hexagonal Sword was also damaged when it transformed into the Immovable Void Shield and Staphylococcus Vulgare.
Under such circumstances, it was almost impossible for them to break through the obstruction of Yue Hongyan and Li Yuanfang's doppelgangers.
Shan Xiang stared at Yue Hongyan, and Ding Runfeng, who was next to him, reached out and pressed his shoulder. Shan Xiang turned his head, and Ding Runfeng looked at him and Slowly shook his head, "Remember Sister Mu's words, Brother Shan, I have to say something offensive, you won't be able to help if you go up now."
Shan Xiang closed his eyes in pain, and could not speak. Ding Runfeng looked at Yue Hongyan, and thought of Bai Xiqian in the past. He felt bitter in his heart, and sighed, "I can only depend on Junior Brother Chen and Junior Brother Guo."
Chen Xingyu, who had high hopes on him, looked calm, but he was not in a good mood.
The reason was because of the young man in front of him, who also looked calm.
This young man looked very ordinary, not as strong as Tang Jun, not as arrogant as Han Yang, not as cold as Zhou Yuncong. His facial features could only be considered regular, and could not be said to be handsome.
But when people saw him, they would feel at ease, as if he would never disappoint them. He was terrifyingly stable, and dazzlingly determined.
It was Xuanmen Tianzong, the second generation First Seat Disciple of the Qian Tian Palace, Yang Tie.
He spread his hands out horizontally, and the heavy and condensed earthy yellow light flashed Silently on his left hand, while a blue stream of water floated on his right hand. The stream of water was not light and agile, but was as heavy as the light on his left hand.
The icy blue fog around Chen Xingyu floated, and within it, a pale white light shone faintly. The cold and lonely Absolute Yin Infernal Energy floated in the void inside the mountain.
Yang Tie nodded slightly, "Absolute Yin Body … Friend Chen's Absolute Yin Infernal Energy is indeed extraordinary."
Behind Yang Tie stood Zhou Yuncong, Liu Xiafeng, and Li Xingfei. Zhou Yuncong's gaze was fixed on Chen Xingyu, and black smoke had already appeared around his body.
"Senior Brother Zhou, you continue down with Senior Brother Liu and Senior Sister Li. I will handle this." At this time, Yang Tie transmitted his voice to Zhou Yuncong, "Master, Senior Uncle and the others have said that unless you kill him on the spot, you should not fight with Chen Xingyu in the near future."
Zhou Yuncong's eyes were gloomy. He did not forget what Yang Tie said, but he felt very depressed.
Liu Xiafeng walked in front of him and said softly, "There will be a chance. Calm down, restrain yourself, and think about the Daoist name that Fifth Senior Uncle gave you."
Zhou Yuncong took a deep breath, turned around, and walked away. He did not want to stay there for even a moment.
He was cold and ruthless, but he was not really a bloodthirsty person. It was more because of the influence of his Burning Sun Body.
Facing Chen Xingyu, he had an innate hostility and longed to fight with him. However, there was no death feud between them. If Chen Xingyu did not take the initiative to attack him, no matter how anxious he was, he would not take the initiative to provoke him.
Seeing that Zhou Yuncong was finally listening to their advice, Liu Xiafeng and Li Xingfei were relieved. They looked at Yang Tie, "Brother Yang, be careful."
Yang Tie nodded, "Don't worry, I am here." Hearing him say so, Liu Xiafeng and Li Xingfei did not say anything else, and followed behind Zhou Yuncong into the depths of the mountain.
When the Absolute Yin Infernal Energy was unleashed, the gentleness in Chen Xingyu's eyes disappeared. His face was expressionless and cold.
His tone was calm and indifferent, as if it did not contain any emotion, "It is impossible for my temple to back down in the battle of Ding of Shenzhou. Fellow Daoist Yang, please excuse me."
After he finished speaking, the ice-blue Absolute Yin Infernal Energy swept toward Yang Tie.
"Friend Chen, you are too polite." Yang Tie spread out his hands, and the light on his palms suddenly changed.
The Earth Element Divine Light in the center of his left hand became brighter and brighter from its original earthy yellow color. Finally, it became a pure and flawless light. As for the Primordial Chaos True Water on his right hand, its color became darker and darker, and finally, it became a silent and deep darkness.
At this time, Yang Tie put his palms together and chanted in a low voice, "Infinite light, infinite darkness, the beginning of the two poles, the creation of the heavens."
The black and white light instantly turned into a huge magic altar that looked like a Datura flower, yet was not a Datura flower.
Countless bright and dazzling light rays intertwined with countless dark and deep black lines, forming lines that looked like the orbit of the stars in the sky. Together, they weaved an independent small world.
Even though Chen Xingyu's state of mind was indifferent due to the influence of the Absolute Yin Infernal Energy, when he saw this scene, his eyes flickered slightly.
In the current Divine Land, anyone with knowledge would be able to recognize this magic art.
This was the self-created magic art of Zhu Yi, the master of the Qian Tian Palace, the second personal disciple of Lin Feng, the Light and Dark Mandala Great Barrier of Heavens!
Just like how Zhou Yuncong's Blazing Yang Energy Shattering Qi, Blazing Yang Exterminating Dao, could incinerate the opponent's Yang Qi and damage their divine arts and magic power, even injuring the opponent's own Yang Qi, Chen Xingyu's Absolute Yin Infernal Fiend could similarly annihilate the opponent's Yin Qi.
Facing such an opponent, Yang Tie did not intend to be conservative in defense. Although he seemed to be passive in fights, and always attacked after the opponent attacked, it was not that he did not know the principle of adapting to the situation and making the best use of it.
At this moment, he directly unfolded the Light and Dark Mandala Great Barrier of Heavens, sealing Chen Xingyu's Absolute Yin Infernal Energy. Without waiting for his opponent to make any other changes, the altar-like barrier directly collapsed toward the center, imitating the powerful force of the world's destruction.
Chen Xingyu's expression was indifferent. As his hands changed the seals, the Absolute Yin Infernal Energy began to twist and turn with a center as the base.
After he turned the infinite void of Yin and Yang into the Absolute Yin World, Chen Xingyu once again combined the talent of his Absolute Yin Body with the Great Dao magic of Taixu, turning the Yin Yang Crushing Heaven and Earth Grinding Mill into the Absolute Yin Crushing Heaven and Earth Grinding Mill. He faced Yang Tie's Light and Dark Mandala Great Barrier of Heavens.
The proud heirs of the two major forces of the Divine Land were engaged in a great battle in the belly of the White Cloud Mountain in the Little Chellona World.
Although Chen Xingyu's expression did not change at all, and he did not relax his hands, in fact, deep in his heart, he knew that he had already lost.
Although the winner between him and Yang Tie had not been decided, his own Taixu Temple and Xuanmen Tianzong were already at a disadvantage in the competition.
They did not have the Gate of the Sea of Stars, and the number of cultivators who could enter the Sea of Stars was limited. This was a fact, but this could not conceal another fact, and that was the difference between the level of the younger disciples of both sides.
It seemed inconspicuous and weak, but at this moment, the foundation of the number one holy land in the Divine Prefecture was faintly shaking.
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