"Haha! Di Shitian is indeed Di Shitian. Not only is his name domineering, but his actions are even crazier. What a powerful Tiger's Roar! " Wu Wudi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh loudly. He shouted with fighting spirit, "How can I let you have all the glory? Firmament Palm!"
Wu Wudi did not fear the terrifying battle in front of him at all. Instead, his warrior soul exuded an even higher fighting spirit. His body moved, and he used Position Swap to land in the heavenly lake. With a twist of his hands, he used a strange move and grabbed in front of him. Instantly, a rainbow-colored stream of water was sucked out of the lake and brought to him.
With a turn of his palms, the water flow mysteriously turned into a rainbow-colored cloud. Then, as Wu Wudi pushed forward, the cloud pressed forward layer by layer like it could topple mountains and overturn seas. The concept of pushing clouds and fog filled this palm, as if it could really push away the clouds in the sky.
His aura was vigorous and boundless.
Under the Firmament Palm, dozens of Demonic Spirits were blasted into pieces on the spot. They turned into countless essences that rushed into the weapons they'd used in life. Then, they fell vertically into the heavenly lake.
"Sky Shattering Fist!"
Wu Wudi displayed the powerful martial body of a martial cultivator. Without using any weapons, he clenched his hands into fists and punched forward steadily. Each punch didn't look fast, but there was a hidden intent that could shatter the heavens. Moreover, his fists contained fist intent. Only a fist with intent could be called a martial technique.
Any enemy's courage would be suppressed by this intent that could shatter the heavens. It wasn't just intent. It also contained a vast and terrifying power.
Martial cultivators didn't have weapons in their hands. Their entire body was the best weapon. Every punch and kick contained terrifying power. Every part of their body could turn into a terrifying weapon at any time. As soon as he entered the heavenly lake, he'd shattered no less than ten monster spirits. The strength of a martial cultivator was on full display.
"Brother Di and Brother Wu have both made a move. How can I, Shui Wuhen, stand here and watch?" When Shui Wuhen saw this, she smiled faintly and soared into the sky. The Mountain and River Fan in her hand suddenly opened, and the picture in the fan was clearly displayed. A beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers was condensed into this picture and fell into the fan.
It was as if it really included the mountains and rivers of the world.
The Mountain River Fan fanned at the monster spirits in the heavenly lake. Immediately, a steep mountain that was originally drawn on the fan suddenly separated from the picture as it shone with a strange light.
"Boom boom boom!"
The originally illusory mountain mysteriously appeared in the air, turning into a huge divine peak. In just a few breaths of time, the divine peak violently expanded. In the blink of an eye, it had become several dozen meters tall. It shone with an earthen-yellow light and gave off a heavy, vast presence that pressed down on the world.
The atmosphere under the mountain seemed to have solidified. It was as if the sky was collapsing. Almost all the spirits of the beasts in the lake were under the pressure of the mountain. It was as if they were going to exterminate all the monster spirits in one fell swoop. This kind of spending was really not small.
"You're not the only ones with skills. Look at my Earth Splitting Sword!"
Lu Ziling of the Profound Heart Sword Sect saw that everyone was making a move. Moreover, each one was stronger than the other. He liked to stand in the place with the most attention. How could he be willing to show weakness at this time? He sneered and took out the ancient sword on his back. The blade of the sword was pitch-black and he slashed towards the heavenly lake.
When sword cultivators fought, they were not like immortal cultivators who used flying swords to fight. It looked as if they could behead someone from a thousand miles away. They were very direct. They did not use flying swords to fight. Instead, they used swords to fight. The sword was their companion. How could they let it leave their side? When the sword was swung, the sword Qi was like a rainbow.
It wrapped around the ancient sword and formed a condensed sword light that connected the heavens and the earth. The sword slashed down from afar. It was a sharp sword intent that could cut the earth in half.
"Kill!"
"Everyone, let's attack together. There are so many monster spirits. If we kill them all, how many embryos can we get? Kill! "
These cultivators had been following Wu Wudi's lead from the start. With a loud roar, the two hundred cultivators gathered in the vicinity immediately used their various mystiques. Some threw out powerful spirit talismans, some formed hand seals, some used spiritual spells, some released flying swords, some took out immortal treasures, and others attacked the demon soul.
"Qinyin, found Qinyin …."
Di Shitian did not care about the others. His eyes were fixed on the heavenly lake. He rushed forward madly. Everything in front of him was his enemy. They were all targets he wanted to destroy. The earth-shattering sound blades tore through the air, wanting to tear all the monster spirits in front of him to pieces. There was only one thought in his mind.
For a moment, the heavenly lake was filled with terrifying auras.
Although the monster spirits did not have consciousness, most of them could not withstand the fierce attacks of Di Shitian and the others. Wu Wudi, Shui Wuhen, and Lu Ziling's attacks were quite frightening. It was definitely not something an ordinary Demonic Soul could withstand.
"Trespassers of the heavenly lake, die!"
The eyes of the man in the middle of the three demonic souls were filled with killing intent. The purple drum in front of him fell into the water. He held two drum hammers in his hands and let out a cold cry. He raised the drum hammer in his right hand and slammed it down on the purple drum.
"Dong!"
An earth-shaking drum sound suddenly rang out from the purple drum. This drum sound was simply terrifying to the extreme. Ripples visible to the naked eye were emitted from the drum. The sound was like thousands of thunderous roars in the sky. In the air, not only were there sound waves, but there were also terrifying explosive sounds, densely packed and continuously resounding throughout the world.
It was so loud that the heavens and earth lost their sound!
The innumerable sound blades that Di Shi Tian released actually collapsed one by one under the sound of the drum. They returned to nothingness. The sword light that could split open the earth was also shaken to the point of collapse, turning into sword qi. The sword qi then dissipated into nothingness. The divine peak that flew out from the Mountain and Rivers Fan trembled violently, and the divine light on it trembled. Even the divine mountain seemed to be disintegrating.
Almost all the cultivators felt as if they had been struck by lightning at this moment.
"Ding dong!"
The monster spirit holding the zither brushed the zither. In an instant, the sound of the zither became ear-piercing. It was so sharp that it seemed to pierce the souls of those who heard it.
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
More than half of the cultivators spat out blood. Their bodies trembled violently and they were thrown back. Their faces were pale.
"Clang clang!"
Before the sound of the zither faded, the sound of the pipa rang out again. This was like adding oil to the fire. The divine mountain trembled violently and shattered. It turned into a ray of yellow light and flew into the Mountain and River Fan.
From this, it could be seen that these three Demonic Souls were definitely the strongest amongst the Demonic Souls. Each of them had only attacked once before they were able to instantly neutralize all of the attacks. Such strength could be said to be extremely frightening. It was certain that each of the three Demonic Souls possessed a terrifying strength that was no less than that of a Core Formation cultivator.
"Qinyin, I want to find Qinyin. No one can stop me."
The madness in Di Shitian's eyes grew stronger. The sadness on his body grew stronger. The clarity in his eyes was almost covered by the sadness again. It was as if he knew that if he was covered by it, he would never be able to return to normal. He would fall into oblivion and be destroyed. Facing the terrifying monster spirits, he did not retreat at all.
The sadness on his body swept through the world.
Out of nowhere, a pitch-black long saber appeared in his hand. Stepping on the water, he felt extremely heavy. With a wave of his long saber, the Demonic Mist Blades flying around him turned into sharp cold lights, launching their strongest attacks on the Demonic Spirits in front of him.
There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to rush over and kill everything in front of him. He wanted to rush out of the Heavenly Lake and into the karst cave.
"Bang, bang, bang!!"
The Demon Mist Blades were a kind of sharp offensive power that Di Shitian created himself. Their sharpness was their specialty. Under Di Shitian's command, they instantly cut through dozens of monster spirits in front of him. However, these monster spirits did not have any consciousness. They did not care about the attacks that were coming at them. They only knew how to attack Di Shitian with the most ferocious attacks.
Therefore, when they were destroyed, rays of sharp sound blades appeared in front of him like lightning.
"Bang, bang!!"
The black saber slashed forward, blocking all the sound blades that were attacking his vital points. As for those that were not vital points, he did not care about them at all. Step by step, he walked forward firmly. With every step he took, the monster spirits in front of him were destroyed. On Di Shi Tian's body, there were wounds all over his body.
With his body that was not inferior to the Martial Body, these wounds were not deep. Although they were bleeding, they did not affect him much.
Bathed in blood, he walked forward step by step. His entire body was shrouded in madness and endless sorrow. He was like a demon god in the world. His resolute mind did not allow him to retreat at all.
"Trespassers of the Heavenly Lake, die!!"
That male demon spirit holding the drum was attracted by Di Shi Tian's crazy action and once again spat out the same sentence coldly. The drum hammer in his hand once again hit the purple drum.
"Dong!!"
Almost all the power in this hit was directed at Di Shitian.
"Pfft!!"
His body trembled violently. At this moment, Di Shitian's internal organs seemed to be shattered by the sound of the drum. His Qi and blood surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Find the zither sound, find the zither sound. He must find the zither sound.
Crazy thoughts kept ringing in his mind. A terrifying light shot out from his eyes. Domineering, crazy, sorrowful, vicissitudes, etc., intertwined together, it was incomparably terrifying. He looked crazily at the monster spirit that was hitting the drum.
In the Demon Palace in his body, the Demon Qi in the Demon Refining Cauldron was like a long black river. It followed the Demon Vein that was connected to the Demon Palace and rushed out with a roar …
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