The burst of energy was accompanied by a deafening explosion, rolling up a cloud of dust. It was like a sandstorm, quickly spreading in all directions.
At the same time, the scorching waves and the dark purple energy chased after everyone.
Regardless of friend or foe!
The three avatars only managed to resist for a moment before they shattered into pieces!
The red-robed cultivators had the lowest cultivation base … Even if they flew at full speed, they could not possibly be faster than the flying chariot. They were instantly devoured by the merciless purple energy.
"Master … Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother!" Little Yuan 'er pointed at Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin who were flying toward them.
"Stop!" Lu Zhou raised his hand.
According to their cultivation, after fighting for so long, even if they used their Great Divine Arts, it would be very difficult for them to leave the affected area in a short period of time.
The flying chariot had to wait for them to board.
Lu Zhou's expression was calm, but inwardly, he was filled with regret.
In his eyes, those red-robed cultivators were targets that he could obtain merit points from!
The Ten Shamans were already dead … the only one with some merit points was Wu Sheng. It was a pity that he would not be able to survive this energy explosion.
As for Fan Xiuwen and the two Dark Knights, they were worth a lot of merit points!
If he didn't earn anything … it would be a huge loss!
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng leaped onto the flying chariot.
"Go!"
The flying chariot was activated.
If the flying chariot stopped and started moving again, the process would definitely slow down.
This slight delay allowed the powerful purplish-black energy that was pursuing Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin to reach them.
The overflowing purple energy was like a huge wave!
Lu Zhou frowned slightly as he looked at the huge wave.
He already felt like he was suffering a huge loss … Was he going to throw in another Impeccable Card?
Moreover, Impeccable was probably the same as Fatal Strike. There was a high probability that it was a single-target defense!
Suddenly —
Amid the towering waves, an Eight-leaf Golden Lotus avatar shone brightly!
At the same time, a powerful astral wind swept up.
Fan Xiuwen, who was covered in blood, appeared in the avatar.
"Fan Xiuwen is still alive?" Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng stepped forward as they looked at Fan Xiuwen warily.
Lu Zhou changed his strategy. He said indifferently, "An ant trying to shake a tree!"
You still want to bite me before you die?
A Fatal Strike Card appeared in his palm.
However …
However, Fan Xiuwen's strong gale flew in the opposite direction!
"Eh? He's helping us! "Mingshi Yin exclaimed.
Lu Zhou found this strange as well.
Fan Xiuwen should be at loggerheads with the Evil Sky Pavilion. At this moment, he should be eager for the explosion to destroy the cloud-splitting chariot! Why would he choose to help the Evil Sky Pavilion?
What did that mean?
"Wait a little longer." Lu Zhou raised his hand.
It was only natural that Fan Xiuwen, who was an Eight-leaf cultivator, was so powerful.
However, what was shocking was that it was not easy for him to survive the explosive energy of the Ten Shamans until now.
Mingshi Yin sighed and shook his head as he said, "Fan Xiuwen is going to die if he risks his dantian's sea of Qi to unleash this technique."
Fan Xiuwen had done his best!
Under Fan Xiuwen's desperate attack, the huge purplish-black wave was pushed back by a large margin.
Fan Xiuwen's tragic voice could be heard. It sounded as if he was shouting himself hoarse.
"I, Fan Xiuwen, have never begged anyone … I'll fight the Ten Shamans with my life. I only ask for one thing, Senior … Kill … Kill … Mo Li!"
Before Lu Zhou could reply …
The monstrous purplish-black waves overturned the wall.
The avatar dissipated!
The Eight-leaf Golden Lotus spun several times before it vanished with the huge waves.
"Foolish choice," the huge waves said as they formed the shape of a huge face.
The people on the flying chariot sighed.
Who would have thought Fan Xiuwen would make such a decision just to ask a favor from Lu Zhou?
The purplish-black waves that filled the skies disappeared.
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng boarded the flying chariot and channeled their Primal Qi into it.
Although the witchcraft's power had disappeared, the dust still lingered in the air.
The two of them rose into the air on the flying chariot.
The cloud-splitting chariot shone as it tore through the air, leaving a long trail in its wake.
In just a blink of an eye …
They charged out of the area.
Meanwhile, the low-level cultivators who were watching from afar in Tangzi Town looked up.
"The Evil Sky Pavilion won!"
"Those red-robed cultivators are so powerful, and yet, they were defeated by the Evil Sky Pavilion! Just how powerful is the Evil Sky Pavilion? "
"Who knows? Our vision was obstructed earlier. We couldn't see anything apart from some light and chaotic noises."
"All that matters is the outcome! As it turns out, even without the Evil Sky Pavilion's first disciple, the second disciple is still unshakable! "
There was a long sigh.
In the beginning, there were not many cultivators.
Later on, they gradually gathered and watched the battle from afar.
Among the crowd, the green-robed swordsman with his arms crossed calmly looked at the cloud-splitting chariot in the skies. He shook his head.
"Hello."
"Brother, it's dangerous over there. Don't go there …"
"Thank you." The green-robed swordsman moved to the side and looked at the dust that was settling after the battle.
"Brother, I think you're late … It's a pity that you missed this exciting battle. Do you see that flying chariot? It's the Evil Sky Pavilion's flying chariot! "A cultivator at the side said as though he was a teacher.
The green-robed swordsman looked at the flying chariot and ignored it.
"I didn't expect the Evil Sky Pavilion to be so powerful. The Evil Sky Pavilion's first and second disciples were so glorious before they left … They're still as glorious as ever. "
The green-robed swordsman noticed his choice of words. He was still as glorious as ever.
Sometimes, the Fiend Path might not be hated by everyone. There were also people who revered and admired them.
Perhaps, this person was one of them.
"Thank you for the compliment." The green-robed swordsman nodded politely.
'Thank you? Are you crazy? '
Just as the man was feeling puzzled …
The crowd exclaimed in surprise.
"The cloud-splitting chariot is back!"
"It hasn't left?!"
The low-rank cultivators retreated.
They were afraid that a villain would jump out of the Evil Sky Pavilion and kill them all!
However, what they feared did not happen.
The cloud-splitting chariot flew back to the Grand Predecessor Formation's range. It slowed down.
Meanwhile.
Lu Zhou stood on the flying chariot and looked around.
"Everything's clear … Find Elder Hua."
"Understood."
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng leaped into the flying chariot.
The instant the two of them leaped into the flying chariot, the low-rank cultivators who were watching the battle in Tangzi Town turned around and ran.
They ran as fast as they could.
Mingshi Yin saw this from his vantage point.
"They're all cowards."
"It'd be strange if they weren't afraid," Duanmu Sheng retorted.
"You're wise, Third Senior Brother."
The two of them landed.
The ground was covered in scars from the battle.
The place where the witchcraft spell was set up was charred black.
"Elder Hua shouldn't be too far away." Mingshi Yin looked around.
"Luo Shisan isn't to be underestimated … I'm afraid Elder Hua isn't a match for him."
"Elder Hua's Six Compatible Seal's ninth script has appeared. I don't think Luo Shisan's 13 energy swords can do anything to him."
"He's only taking a beating … If I were Luo Shisan, I'd take my time with him," Duanmu Sheng said with a hint of defiance in his voice.
Mingshi Yin coughed and pretended not to understand. He said, "You have a point, Third Senior Brother."
Creak.
Creak.
"What's that sound?"
Mingshi Yin turned around.
A hand suddenly reached out from a pile of charred soil nearby.
Mingshi Yin was startled. He pointed at the pitch-black arm and said, "A zombie?"
However, when he thought about it …
Who was it that could survive in such a powerful energy?
Mingshi Yin was a smart person. The name immediately appeared in his mind.
"No way … Fan Xiuwen?"
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