Daoist Wei saw that the jade awl's breakthrough was fruitless, but he didn't stop channeling his technique. His figure flashed, and a dozen or so shadow clones and primordial spirits escaped in all directions.
It was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake. As long as a shadow reached the outside, he would take the opportunity to escape from the purple light. From then on, he only needed to be careful and wouldn't be restricted by it. At the same time, the jade awls suddenly flashed with light and turned into straight and slender hazy spiritual lights. They suddenly attacked Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu nodded subconsciously. This person's choice of tactics was very shrewd. He wasn't in a hurry to save King Xi. Instead, he first broke through the unfavorable situation of being surrounded by the Flying Purple Qi Sand.
This person also saw that even if the jade awls couldn't break through the Flying Purple Qi Sand, they still had the power to restrain it. The shadow clones took advantage of the weakened encirclement to break through.
As long as they were outside, it would be easier to do anything.
However, although the cultivators in this world often fought with others and had rich experience, they mostly fought with the Hao Clan. The upper echelon cultivators didn't have much experience fighting against each other.
For example, at this moment, he had easily seen through the enemy's tactics. Naturally, he could make a corresponding countermeasure. The Void Purple Cloud Sand did not change. A strand of light flew out and quickly circled the surroundings. It accurately slashed at the various clones, causing them to scatter one by one. Only the Yuan Shen was left behind, and he did not pay any attention to it.
The primordial spirit was equivalent to the cultivator's body. It could use all kinds of divine abilities and Dao techniques. It couldn't be killed by a strand of light. However, without the shadow clones, the primordial spirit couldn't easily break through the Flying Purple Qi Sand's encirclement.
Daoist Wei's expression was incomparably serious. He noticed that the strand of light was exhausted after killing all of the shadow clones. It was obvious that Zhang Yu couldn't help but immediately recognize the difference between the primordial spirit and the shadow clones. His distribution of magic power was also very exquisite. It could be said that he didn't lose any more or lose any.
This was a brilliant opponent that he had never seen before. For a moment, his aura was also raised to the extreme. He continuously used all kinds of exquisite techniques. These techniques weren't just alone. There were also all kinds of hidden moves.
Zhang Yu didn't launch any attacks. He just stood in place and continuously neutralized his divine abilities and Dao techniques.
He did this because he knew that the person in front of him had entrusted his divine aura to some kind of magic tool. It could be said that the real and the illusory coexisted. Before he found the location of the magic tool, it would be useless to kill the person in front of him. The person could still come back. Therefore, at this moment, he only needed to restrain this person and prevent him from protecting King Xi.
His battle was like a bottomless pool. No matter how exquisite his techniques techniques were, Zhang Yu was always able to neutralize them. no matter how, he was, the boat. No matter how many exquisite techniques he used, his techniques's, Zhang Yu's could always, just ''s's. it was, no matter how much the boat, the water, the boat, the boat''s..... and Wei was was was. was. its's. '''t t t, he. it......
However, when their powers clashed, there were no large shockwaves. This was because both of their powers were extremely restrained. Every bit of it was used in the battle with the enemy, not leaking out at all.
On the other side, Old Daoist Lin was enveloped in a large scarlet mist. He was fighting with the Creator Realm cultivators and two other cultivators.
If there weren't a certain number of Creator Realm cultivators, it would be difficult for them to pose a threat to him. However, it was different when they were led by cultivators. In addition, the two cultivators weren't mediocre. They cooperated very well with each other. Every time their magic power condensed, he couldn't break through. Instead, he had to avoid direct collisions.
After all, he was only at a lower cultivation level. He couldn't borrow the power of the formation here. Just by relying on his own magic power, one or two people would be able to face him head-on. Not to mention facing several people at the same time. If he wasn't careful, he would be countered. Therefore, he was able to exchange blows with him.
However, his strength was still a level higher than his opponent's, and his cultivation of Dao Arts was also higher. Every time someone made a move, he would be able to break their Dao Arts first. In a short period of time, the other party might be able to resist him, but as time went on, he would always be able to find an opportunity.
After fighting for a while, he saw an opening. As a red light slashed through the courtyard, the people who were huddled together were broken. Before they could gather their strength again, several clones flew out from Old Taoist Lin's body and faced one of them, forcing them to retreat and defend themselves. Their alliance was further disintegrated.
These people were only able to resist him because they had gathered their power. Now that they were separated, they were instantly at a disadvantage. After a few more breaths, one of the Creator Realm cultivators was killed on the spot.
This seemed to be the prelude to the collapse. It wasn't long before another Creator Realm cultivator was refined into a bloody mist. The remaining cultivators couldn't hold on for long either, and they were defeated one by one in just over ten breaths of time before being annihilated one by one.
When the last cultivator was refined to death by Old Daoist Lin, the area in front of the hall was suddenly empty. There was no one in front of him anymore. He first glanced at Daoist Wei and saw that he was restrained by Zhang Yu. He couldn't get away for a while, so he looked up at the throne.
King Xi was still standing there. He had no intention of escaping. He revealed a cold smile and walked up the stairs step by step.
When Daoist Wei saw this, he immediately used an offensive divine ability that he had been accumulating power for a long time. He tried to break through the purple clouds and save King Xi from the side. However, when he used his divine ability, it was as if he had encountered a gentle pool of water. Layers of ripples appeared on the purple clouds and the changes in power were all dissolved.
But after this attack, for some reason, he suddenly felt a deep sense of danger shrouding his body.
On one hand, it was because as he fought with Zhang Yu, the number of times their auras collided had increased. The place where his divine aura rested had gradually begun to be exposed.
On the other hand, although his divine aura rested on the magic tool and increased his strength, if he stayed in this realm for too long, it might lead him to a place that he couldn't identify. He always felt that he had to find a place to go, but he also felt that there wouldn't be any problems.
He suspected that the reason why those high-grade cultivators from the various sects didn't exist was very likely because of this, so he didn't dare to rashly step in.
But now, the sense of danger was getting stronger and stronger. He felt that if he continued to use his magic power like this, he would be forced to enter.
At this time, he naturally couldn't care about King Xi. Instead, he restrained his attacks.
King Xi stood on the stage and watched Old Daoist Lin walk up step by step. The creator behind him originally wanted to block him, but King Xi stretched out his hand and glanced fiercely at him. The latter's body paused, lowered his head, and bowed to King Xi. Then, he turned into a ray of light and escaped.
Old Daoist Lin was a little surprised. At the same time, a trace of ridicule appeared on his face.
He wasn't worried about a creator. The outside was enveloped by a great formation. Even Wang Zhou couldn't escape, so what could the creator do even if he went outside?
The key point was that King Xi was still here.
He wasn't afraid that King Xi would use a substitute or something like that. In order to deal with King Xi, he had already secretly determined his aura. He was certain that the person in front of him was the real King Xi and not someone else in disguise.
King Xi watched as Old Daoist Lin walked closer and closer. He pressed his chest, and a gorgeous set of black gold armor instantly appeared on his body. He raised his hand and tried to use his whip to hit Old Daoist Lin, who was already in front of him.
In all fairness, as a relative of the Hao Clan's royal family, he had also undergone the Hao Clan's strict combat training. In addition to the assistance provided by the armor, the spiritual power displayed by this strike was quite impressive. However, when the whip hit him, it was as if it hit an illusory figure. It directly passed through Old Daoist Lin's body.
Old Daoist Lin revealed a mocking expression and shook his head. He deliberately sighed and judged, "He's just a mortal."
He stood still on the steps and reached out to grab King Xi, who was only an arm's length away. King Xi tried to retreat, but it was useless. His entire body was firmly locked in place by a force, and he couldn't move at all.
Old Daoist Lin's hand directly grabbed King Xi's cheek, and at the same time, he revealed a cruel smile. With a bang, King Xi's head was lit up like a torch. The flames soared three feet high and directly melted all the flesh and blood outside his skull. The charcoal and the broken pieces of the armor fell to the ground one by one.
However, because of the spiritual power supporting him, King Xi didn't die immediately. This kind of torment was incomparably painful, but his toughness was unexpected. Even at this point, he didn't let out a single cry. He still stood there and looked at Old Daoist Lin with his empty eye sockets.
Old Daoist Lin was a little surprised by this, but at the same time, he nodded. His actions just now seemed to have vented some of his resentment, but he didn't torture King Xi too much. He took a few steps back and his eyes flashed. With a bang, King Xi's entire body exploded, and his flesh and blood turned into nothingness in a red mist.
Old Daoist Lin frowned at this moment because he felt that King Xi's soul didn't seem to be in his body, but he wasn't sure.
Daoist Wei's purpose here was to protect King Xi. Seeing that King Xi was dead, he felt that there was no reason for him to stay here, so he decided to leave.
As soon as he had this thought, Old Daoist Lin immediately sensed his surging Qi. How could he allow Daoist Wei to leave? This person's magic power was strong and his cultivation was profound. If he came back to find trouble with Old Daoist Wei in the future, Old Daoist Lin wouldn't be able to stop him. Only by killing him here today could he get rid of this trouble in the future.
Therefore, he shouted, "Fellow Daoist, I'll help you kill this person together!"
He didn't directly join the battle. Instead, he made a hand seal and controlled a red mist of light, which spread out from his feet in all directions around the royal boat. The royal boat was too sturdy, so he couldn't melt it in a short period of time, but he could use this to cut off Daoist Wei's escape route.
Zhang Yu glanced at Old Daoist Lin. The latter had set off on his own, perhaps thinking that this could prevent Daoist Wei from escaping. This was also to refine the royal boat while he was at it, so he could increase the power of the formation. The purpose of this was self-evident. These little tricks might be able to fool others, but they couldn't fool him.
However, he didn't have to care about these things right now. It was better to get rid of Daoist Wei first. After the battle just now, he had already found the location of Daoist Wei's item of possession. With a move of his Qi, he charged into the Godly Empty Land. Then, an item drifting in the air entered his eyes.
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