Light of the Nether Incantation
Ye Qianhan's face was reflected in the center of the Nether Incantation, which made Ye Qianhan's heart feel strange. She waved Cold Whip Wu Ling, but felt a sense of weakness coming from her body.
Buzz!
Her Spiritual Sea trembled violently, and Ye Qianhan's movements suddenly became sluggish. The Cold Whip Wu Ling in her hand, the cold Qi on her body, and even her Spiritual Sea became incomparably sluggish, no longer flowing smoothly.
"Junior Sister, attack with all your strength!" Gu Jingtian's mind was highly concentrated, and he shouted at Liu Shiyun.
Hearing Gu Jingtian's words, Liu Shiyun immediately attacked.
Above her head, the huge Purple Star Wu Ling appeared, and a purple light shot up into the sky, as if it was guided by the stars in the sky, turning into a terrifying purple tide. Suddenly, the void trembled, and it rushed towards Ye Qianhan.
"Seal!" Facing Liu Shiyun's attack, Ye Qianhan's face showed no fear. Her body surged with a terrifying cold Qi, which whistled through the air. In just an instant, the purple tide was frozen, and it froze in the air.
Ye Qianhan sneered, and just as she was about to counterattack, the feeling of weakness in her body became stronger and stronger, and she actually couldn't control the cold Qi. Her body staggered, and her face instantly became incomparably pale.
Then, it dissipated, and the brilliance of the stars shone again. In just an instant, all the cold Qi was annihilated, and it was unstoppable. Even Cold Whip Wu Ling became dim at this time, unable to block this attack.
Puff!
The tide of purple light approached her body. Ye Qianhan let out a muffled groan as dark red blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth. Every ray of purple light was like a sharp blade that invaded her body, releasing a terrifying suppressive power.
"Die!" A cold voice came from Ye Qianhan's mouth. Between his eyebrows, a dim light shone brightly, as if it could open the ninth level of hell. As the brilliance flickered, a terrifying cold air erupted.
Outside the ancient city, Gu Tianjiao and Lin Jingxuan unleashed their strongest attacks. But in the face of this dark light, their terrifying attacks were completely useless. They transformed into ice crystals.
At this moment, the purple light appeared again. When it came into contact with the purple light tide, it immediately formed ice flowers. However, unlike last time, not long after these ice flowers appeared, Ye Qianhan's body trembled violently again.
A mouthful of blood was spat out from Ye Qianhan's mouth. Her already pale face became even more horrified, completely drained of blood. Her eyes widened as she muttered to herself in disbelief, "Just now, the Nine Nether Chilling Heart actually backfired on me?"
Saying this, the dark light between Ye Qianhan's eyebrows completely disappeared. Her body trembled even more violently, and she spat out blood one after another, dying her sleeves red. It was abnormally glaring.
"Are you very puzzled that the treasure you refined would suddenly backfire on you?" The chill and starlight dissipated at the same time, and Gu Jingtian's figure appeared. He slowly walked over from the distance, a deep smile on his face.
"My Wu Ling is called the Ancient Netherworld Pupil, and is ranked at the Seventh Grade. The Wu Ling talent awakened can communicate with the Netherworld, and from there, descend the light of the Netherworld Incantation. Anyone illuminated by the light will become incomparably weak. Even Wu Ling is the same."
"Your body will become weak, and even your Spiritual Sea will find it difficult to operate smoothly. Coupled with the continuous suppression of Purple Star Wu Ling, not only will you not be able to activate the treasure, but you will also be backfired by the treasure and self-mutilated."
Gu Jingtian slowly spat out these words. He stood in front of Ye Qianhan, raised his head proudly, and laughed loudly, "The Ancient Netherworld Pupil suppressed your battle strength, and Purple Star Wu Ling seriously injured your physique. This is the big gift I have prepared for you!"
After saying this, the purple light tide roared again. The purple light was deep, revealing an incomparably strong suppression power. Spiritual Ye Qianhan felt a chill run down her spine. Not daring to face it head-on, she frantically stepped back.
"It's useless. You absolutely can't escape from my palm." Gu Jingtian sneered again and again. Behind him, Liu Shiyun's Purple Star Wu Ling released tens of thousands of purple rays. Each ray could tear the void apart and deeply pierce into Ye Qianhan's body.
Puff puff puff puff …
The purple light continued to fall. In an instant, Ye Qianhan's body was constantly bleeding. The purple light didn't dissipate immediately. Instead, it pierced deeply into Ye Qianhan's body, making it difficult for her to breathe. She was about to be suppressed.
At this time, Liu Shiyun's palm shadow arrived.
A crazy and raging power burst out in an instant, shattering the frost on Ye Qianhan's body. It was too late for her to dodge. Her body trembled violently. The moment she landed, the whole ground trembled. Smoke and dust tumbled, and a huge deep pit was created.
"She actually didn't fall?" Looking at the billowing smoke and dust below, Gu Jingtian was slightly surprised.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew past, and the smoke and dust dispersed. A huge deep pit appeared in the vision of the two.
In the center of the deep pit, Ye Qianhan stood there. Her body was covered in a dark golden light. The brilliance was continuous, making her breath become abnormally weak. Even so, her body was still surrounded by ice, protecting the vital parts of her body.
"If I was at my peak, with your strength, I would definitely be able to take your head in three moves!" Ye Qianhan glared at Gu Jingtian and said unwillingly. The latter's strength wasn't strong. It could even be said that he was very ordinary. However, the Dark Incantation Light was really strange. It completely suppressed Ye Qianhan's strength.
According to Ye Qianhan's estimation, her strength had been weakened by a full 30%. Coupled with the terrifying sealing power of Purple Star Wu Ling, she couldn't resist at all. She could only bitterly defend.
"No matter what you say, you won't be able to change the current situation."
Gu Jingtian seemed to enjoy the current situation very much. His voice was filled with mockery as he said, "The Jiuhan Temple has been the champion for many years and has the most resources. The geniuses it has cultivated naturally surpass the other sects. However, in return, you will also become arrogant."
"Before the Six Sect Tournament began, I had been paying attention to your and Shui Liu Xiang's every move. I have long seen through your methods of attack. This Dark Incantation Light was specially prepared for the two of you. Before this, I have never exposed Wu Ling's talent to the outside world."
"How is it? Do you feel honored?" Gu Jingtian's tone was filled with mockery. The uglier Ye Qianhan's expression was, the more comfortable and carefree he felt.
The Dark Incantation Light was an extremely domineering talent of Wu Ling.
When this light fell, it could reduce the enemy's strength by 30%. Even the spiritual sea wouldn't be spared and would be greatly restricted. This would completely change the situation of the entire battle.
Gu Jingtian had such a domineering remarkable power. He was worthy of being called the number one genius of the Ancient Star Sect. However, he was very low-key and had never exposed Wu Ling's talent to the outside world.
His purpose was to surprise everyone and reverse the outcome of the battle!
"In the beginning, the first person I wanted to deal with was Shui Liu Xiang. However, I haven't met her in the past few days. Instead, you actually delivered yourself to me. However, you can rest assured. Very soon, I will have her reunite with you in the netherworld!"
After a while, Gu Jingtian seemed to have grown tired of it.
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