Terrifying!
Vast!
As an old Primal Core cultivator, the Sect Master of the Water Moon Mirroring Flower Clan suddenly realized that he was like a small boat in a storm.
Not to mention protecting their disciples, even protecting themselves from harm was a difficult task.
"This is bad …"
"These two are the best among the Primordial Spirit cultivators. We were too careless …"
"In the face of such a natural disaster, not only did they not retreat, they even came close to watch …"
The Sect Master spat out a mouthful of blood and protected his disciples. At the same time, he looked around with fear. "These bystanders are going to bleed like a river!"
But in the next moment, he felt that power disappear.
It was like a collapsing mountain had suddenly stopped.
The surging flood had hit an invisible dam.
The blue light that represented the power of water was restricted by an invisible curtain within the range of Chu Feng Mountain.
Then, there was the sound of the Black Emperor Waterscape Sword shattering.
The sound was crisp and pleasant, like pearls falling on a jade plate.
It rang twelve times in a row.
Then, the huge and majestic Spirit Lord Dharma became stagnant, as if it had turned into smoke and dispersed with the wind, without a trace.
The East Dragon Pot in the Dharma's hand let out a long cry, and was immediately suppressed by a giant hand that reached out from the chaos.
In the blink of an eye, the battle between the two Dharma came to an end.
The Twelve Water Element Blue Wave Array was broken!
The East Dragon Pot was suppressed!
The Spirit Lord's Dharma Form had also crumbled!
One strike, just one strike, and Ji Daoling, the Daoist of Dong Hai, who was known as the strongest Primordial Spirit cultivator of the current generation, was defeated!
"Impossible …"
The Sect Master of the Water Moon Mirroring Flower Clan almost lost his mind, and he was about to turn into a monster.
Jealousy and shock almost made him unrecognizable …
"They are both Primordial Spirit cultivators, but Perfected Lord Dong Hua defeated Ji Daoling with one strike? No … could it be that Perfected Lord Dong Hua had already cultivated a Dharma body? No … what I saw before was indeed a Primordial Spirit phenomenon, and that Dharma … "
"But how do you explain it?"
"Moreover … Perfected Cultivator Dong Hua still has the strength to protect the entire mountain …"
The more the Sect Master thought, the more shocked he became.
Also, he believed that Perfected Lord Dong Hua's title was not just for show!
He could be treated as half a Dharma body!
…
At the top of Chu Feng Mountain.
The Spirit Lord's Dharma Form disintegrated and turned into water vapor that filled the sky. It could not dissipate for a while and condensed into a rain cloud.
The pitter-patter of rain began to fall.
"After the rain on the empty mountain, the weather is autumn …"
Zhong Shenxiu chanted in a long voice and flicked his finger.
An invisible divine light suddenly pierced through a layer of fog and arrived in front of Ji Daoling.
Along with a series of popping noise, the five-colored cloak worn by him exploded, and a crack appeared on it.
After the Spirit Lord's Dharma Form was broken, Ji Daoling was already heavily injured. At this moment, the layer of fog that enveloped his body was also undone, revealing the true appearance of this cultivator.
Her willowy eyebrows were long and slender, capable of captivating even the birds and beasts. Her natural spirituality was like the most beautiful painting of nature.
A little more would be too fat, and a little less would be too thin!
Primordial Spirit cultivator Dharma body! Spirit cultivator!
"Fellow daoist really is a woman!" Zhong Shenxiu seemed to confirm a guess and casually threw the East Dragon Pot back.
Spirit Mountain Fang Cun was good at illusions, and Ji Daoling used this trick to fool most of the cultivators in the world.
This woman's talent, intelligence, and courage were all top notch!
But today, it had been easily exposed by Zhong Shenxiu.
Ji Daoling only felt as if he was naked, and was being watched in public by a large crowd.
"I accept my defeat in today's sparring session."
She caught the sect's spiritual treasure and said a few words. Then, her figure suddenly turned into a stream of light and flew away.
…
Only then did the audience come back to their senses.
"Ji Daoling lost?"
"Who was the last woman?"
"Ji Daoling is a woman? What a strange story in the world of cultivation … "
Most of them were not at the Primal Core Realm, nor did they have the foresight of the elder. They finally reacted, and the atmosphere became heated.
To be able to see two peak Primordial Spirit cultivators fight and discover such a secret, what was there to regret?
"Fourth Prince, you really played a good trick."
The second prince stood up and sighed, "Obtaining Dong Hua Perfected Lord is equivalent to directly roping in a Dharmakaya …"
Even if some headmasters bet on him, it was just an investment.
As a chess player, how could he be a chess piece's fighter?
Therefore, the second prince looked impressive, but in reality, it was good enough that he could mobilize a few Primordial Spirits. This was only possible after the death of the old emperor.
Now, he knew that his ability in this aspect was far behind the fourth prince.
One Dong Hua Perfected Lord was equivalent to ten or a hundred Primordial Spirits.
"This is crossing the line … I have to ask the elder immediately. Dong Hua Perfected Lord is the Perfected Lord of the royal family. How can he be used by Fourth Prince?"
The Second Prince was also an intelligent person, so he did not give up.
In reality, he could not give up either.
"Second Brother … Ji Daoling is a woman?"
The ninth prince looked in the direction where Ji Daoling left, stunned.
The fairy-like woman in the empty mountain seemed to have left a deep impression in his heart.
"I don't know … but it's not a big deal. So what if cultivators like to dress up as men?"
The second prince waved his hand, not caring about these details.
As for beauty?
All the princes had experienced so much that they were almost numb to it.
"This is different, this is different …"
The ninth prince's eyes brightened. He shouted, "Second Brother, I have a request. No, it's something that will benefit both sides. I think you want to rope in Fangcun Mountain. How about letting me marry with Fangcun Mountain? I'm willing to be your consort … "
"You like Ji Daoling?"
The second prince asked with a faint smile.
"That's right. If you do this, you'll be killing two birds with one stone …" The ninth prince did not notice the dangerous look in the second prince's eyes.
All of a sudden, a black shadow flashed past.
Slap!
With a resounding slap, he was directly slapped to the ground.
"Little Nine, how dare you marry a Primordial Spirit of a major sect, and she's such a talented person at that?"
The second prince's voice suddenly turned cold. "I advise you to give up on this idea, and don't spread it around. Otherwise, no one will avenge you even if Perfected Lord Heaven's Expanse slaps you to death! Do you hear me? "
"Yes, I do …"
The ninth prince seemed to have been slapped in a daze as he replied in a daze.
"Although we're the sons and grandsons of the dragon, there are many things that are beyond our control … Also, you must know your limits!"
The second prince warned him again before stepping onto the carriage and leaving in a flash of light.
The ninth prince was left alone on the ground. He touched his face and suddenly had the urge to cry.
How many times had it been during this period of time?
He was almost used to it!
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