"What a tyrannical power." Lu Xiaotian's body retreated rapidly, facing the two spikes that were shooting from behind. He suddenly became anxious. With his current strength, it was already so difficult for him to deal with one of the spikes at the same time. Even if he used the Ruyi Battle Armor, he was afraid that he would barely be able to withstand the attack of one of the spikes.
Lu Xiaotian turned around and attacked, at the same time bringing out the Ruyi Battle Armor. The Battle Armor formed a silver armor at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One of the spikes from the Iron Thornback Demon Centipede was once again repelled by him, but the other one directly hit the Ruyi Battle Armor on his back. Bang, Lu Xiaotian's body felt as if it was suddenly hit by a great spear that weighed tens of thousands of jin. Even the Ruyi Battle Armor was dented, but fortunately, the spike did not pierce through.
Even so, the bones on Lu Xiaotian's back cracked several times, and Lu Xiaotian himself was directly flipped several times in the air.
Not good, Lu Xiaotian's heart was aghast. Another spike shot directly towards his lower abdomen. Even with his speed, he could not block it in time, and could only mobilize a part of the Ruyi Battle Armor to protect his lower abdomen. Pu, the spike pierced through Lu Xiaotian's lower abdomen, and half of it went in. However, it also directly pierced through Lu Xiaotian's lower abdomen.
There was a sharp pain in his abdomen. This Iron Thornback Demon Centipede's attack had far exceeded the limit of what a late Jin Dan cultivator could achieve.
Lu Xiaotian fell to the ground like a falling stone, leaving a trail of blood in the air. With a bang, a large amount of gravel and dust splashed up from the ground. Lu Xiaotian was about to utilize Frostheal to rejoin the battle once more. Either that or flee. The Ironback Yao Mantis before him was simply too powerful. A starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Even though he was seriously wounded, by paying a certain price, he could still kill off the Jin Dan cultivators. Only, there was no telling how long this Yao Mantis could last.
Just as Lu Xiaotian was about to make a move, he secretly caught a glimpse of Xiang Sicheng's gloomy and complacent expression. Because the battle was too dangerous, Lu Xiaotian couldn't always catch the changes in the other cultivators' expressions.
Noticing Xiang Sicheng's flickering eyes, Lu Butian sneered inwardly. He temporarily dispelled his previous thoughts and struggled to get up from the ground. He looked like he was seriously injured.
On the other side, Old Monster Mu was also hit in the right chest by a spike. He fell from the sky and landed on the ground with a thud. The antennae of the Associated Demon Sting were broken inch by inch. He had actually lost all signs of life. His Primordial Spirit, which had escaped in a panic, was also burned by a spiritual fire from the sky and turned into ashes.
The attack power of the spike was truly terrifying. Regardless of whether it was Xiang Sicheng, the human-shaped ghost, the Reaper Infant Monk, or the lucky Du Fanghu, who had suffered relatively less damage, they all saw Old Monster Mu, whose body and soul had been destroyed, and Lu Xiaotian, who had fallen to the ground and was struggling to get up. Everyone had mixed feelings in their hearts.
Xiang Sicheng snorted coldly. He was very clear about Old Monster Mu's strength. It was really beyond his expectations that Old Monster Mu would die directly after being hit by the spike. On the other hand, Lu Xiaotian was also pierced by the spike. He suffered even more damage than Old Monster Mu. Originally, he was still thousands of feet above the ground, but now, he fell directly, smashing a huge hole in the ground. Old Monster Mu, on the other hand, was only thousands of feet above the ground when he fell.
Lu Xiaotian was facing so many more unfavorable situations than Old Monster Mu, yet he was still alive. No wonder he was stronger than Old Monster Mu. However, he was directly hit by the Iron Thornback Demon Puppet's attack.
Xiang Sicheng was too lazy to care about Lu Xiaotian anymore. Looking at the Reaper Infant Monk and the others who were in a sorry state after being chased, Xiang Sicheng shouted and took out a small black box from his storage bag. He reached out and opened the small box. A wave of spiritual pressure soared into the sky.
Lu Xiaotian looked at Xiang Sicheng in shock. Suddenly, a light blue and almost transparent talisman paper, which did not look like ordinary animal skin, rose into the air from the small black box.
The talisman looked more like a landscape painting. There was a river drawn on it, but it was a river of ice. The two sides of the river were several feet of ice, and it looked like it was frozen for thousands of miles.
The moment the talisman rose, within a radius of dozens of miles, a cold wind whistled and the trees withered. Only the Nascent Soul Fruit was not affected.
The mountains and rivers were frozen, and the vegetation was destroyed.
A talisman with an aura comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator! Seeing the talisman Xiang Sicheng took out, no matter how calm Lu Xiaotian usually was, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat wildly. The ice talisman's aura was no weaker than the Iron Thornback Demon Puppet's.
"To be able to die under this talisman, it can be considered a blessing from your previous life." At this moment, Xiang Sicheng held the ink box in one hand. His clothes and hair fluttered in the wind. The panic from before under the attack of the spikes was completely swept away. It was replaced with a calm and collected expression.
Du Feng, the Reaper Infant Monk, and the human-shaped ghost all turned pale with fright and retreated. Under this kind of majestic magic power fluctuation, they couldn't summon any thoughts of enmity. Even though they knew that Xiang Sicheng's enemy was not them, they still couldn't stop their hearts from trembling.
Xiang Sicheng pointed at the talisman. It was the size of a palm and was like a landscape painting. Under Xiang Sicheng's finger, the talisman began to expand.
"Ice Suppresses Mountains and Rivers!" Xiang Sicheng enunciated each word clearly. His body emitted a faint red light that wrapped around him. At the same time, everything in the talisman seemed to come alive. The cold wind howled, and the river water poured out from the painting. However, the river water was made of ice that had accumulated for many years. The ice actually looked like flowing river water. It gave people a contradictory feeling, but it also looked very natural.
The river flowed down three thousand feet, sealing the seal with ice. The astonishing cold air flowed down the river and the Iron Thornback Demon Puppet's eyes finally revealed a trace of fear.
Normally, this kind of spiritual talisman wouldn't be taken seriously by it. But now, its vitality had been greatly damaged, and it had even fought with a few ant-like Golden Core cultivators until now. It had only taken a portion of the talisman, but the ice magic power surging from the talisman had already exceeded what it could withstand.
However, since the other party had already launched such an attack, there was no turning back.
The Iron Thornback Demon Centipede angrily roared, its voice cracking and piercing through stone. A thick pillar of fire spurted out from its throat, and the surrounding ice melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, under the influence of the talisman, it quickly froze again.
Even so, Du Feng, the Reaper Infant Monk, and the human-shaped ghost all retreated in panic. They looked at the Iron Thornback Demon Puppet with fear. If the demon puppet in front of them launched this attack, they wouldn't be able to kill it even if they worked together. It seemed that the demon puppet was going all out.
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