But before he could figure out what was wrong with Cheng Xin's smile, he felt a chill in his abdomen. He looked down in disbelief and saw that the dagger, which was originally ordinary in his eyes, had a trace of divine breath, was shining brightly at this moment.

Cheng Xin, who was standing in front of him, had already fallen away, his eyes staring at him, but his eyes had long lost their spirits, and was as empty as a ghost.

"Miss!" Xiao Lu cried bitterly.

The people fighting in the field were even attracted by Xiao Lu's scream. Xiao Lu's scream was so painful that it seemed that she had used all her strength.

When they saw this, they also discovered the situation between Xiang Zhen and Cheng Xin.

"Cheng Xin exploded his dantian?" someone exclaimed.

"Can the Second Master still survive?" someone murmured in a low voice.

"You bitch!" Xiang Zhen knew that it was not good. The chill in his abdomen became heavier and he did not dare to look inward, for fear that he could only curse Cheng Xin while seeing the dantian full of holes, and then kicked her away to vent his anger.

Suddenly, Xiang Zhen felt that one hand was pulled by someone. He looked over with red eyes, but it was Xiang Dehai.

Yes, there is also the ancestor. If the ancestor is here, I will definitely be fine, and the ancestor will definitely save me.

"Old ancestor, old ancestor..." Xiang Zhen called Xiang Dehai a few times. Xiang Dehai finally put down Xiang Zhen's hand and looked at him with a calm look, "The Dantian is broken..."

"Impossible, Impossible..." Xiang Zhen's voice was full of fear. At this time, he could no longer maintain his elegant and gentle appearance. His eyes were red and his face was frightened. Without his dantian, what else could he have, an old body?

"Impossible... Ancestor, that bitch is only practicing in the Sanshen Stage stage. I am practicing in the True God Stage. Even if she attacks my Dantian with all the power of the Dantian, my Dantian will only be seriously injured and will not be broken, right, Ancestor?"

Xiang Zhen looked at Xiang Dehai with hope, eager to hear a positive answer from him.

Xiang Dehai looked at Xiang Zhen and said for a while: "In addition to self-exploding the Dantian, Cheng Xin also self-exploding his soul. She cut off your cultivation career at the cost of never being able to reborn forever."

"What?" Xiang Zhen squirted a mouthful of blood and fell straight back. Before he fell down, he squeezed out a sentence from his teeth, "This bitch!"

The red eyes, blood-stained white teeth, and crazy expressions were nothing to Gu Xiu and others. After all, it would be difficult for anyone to calm down when he knew that his dantian was broken and he would become a useless person in the future.

But in the eyes of the Xiang family, Xiang Zhen should be the kind of person who does not change his face even if the mountain collapses in front of him. Although it is understandable that his expression today also makes the Xiang family feel a little unbelievable. Such a crazy person is actually the second master who is always gentle as warm as a warm wind.

Xiang Dehai glanced at Xiang Zhen who fainted on the ground and ordered Xiang Musheng: "Take Xiang Zhen back properly."

Xiang Musheng hurriedly replied "Yes".

The other monks of the Xiang family suddenly escaped behind Xiang Dehai one by one.

There seemed to be a strong wind surging in Xiang Dehai's eyes. The female cultivator named Wen called "Old Ancestor" sweetly. Xiang Dehai raised his eyes and looked at her. The look was very calm, but it made the female cultivator named Wen silent. She instinctively felt that the ancestor at this time was not the ancestor she had asked for before.

The ancestors are very dangerous now!

Xiang Dehai spread his arms, and his robe with complex patterns fluttered in the wind. At this moment, Xiang Dehai's figure seemed extremely tall. In contrast, Xu Ruoguai and his group seemed extremely small. When they met Xiang Dehai, they made people feel as if they were shaking the tree.

Although Xiang Dehai's eyes were calm, how could Gu Xiu and others not see the contempt in it?

Xiang Dehai put away his arms, and his hands moved forward. There were faint ripples in his palms surging forward. Perhaps in Xiang Dehai's eyes, they were ants that could be destroyed by casual use. He neither sacrificed magic weapons nor used any magic, but was only prepared to crush them with pure and deep divine breath.

Xiang Dehai's despised behavior made Xu Ruoguang's counterattack more convenient.

The ripples of the divine breath in Xiang Dehai's palms became increasingly thicker. He gently pushed forward with his hands, and the divine breath ripples slowly spread out as if they were rippling in the water.

In Xiang Dehai's imagination, no, maybe he didn't even expect it. He just instinctively felt that if he took his palm, the ants on the opposite side should be crushed to pieces.

Because it was too natural, when he found that the divine breath ripples he had pushed out were spreading halfway, it suddenly solidified, as if the lake surface was suddenly frozen in the breeze.

Xiang Dehai was stunned, indeed. He had been practicing so far, and he had seen and heard too many things. Naturally, he understood that the world is so great that the path to practicing Taoism is ever-changing, but he had never encountered such a situation. The waves of the divine breath of a monk in the Xuanshen stage were actually intercepted by a group of juniors halfway.

No, maybe it was not their intercept, but the sequelae caused by the serious injury he had suffered before. Yes, it should be like this. Thinking of this, Xiang Dehai relaxed slightly. Since he could not attack them with his pure divine breath, he wanted to sacrifice magic weapons. He still had to think of a way to fight and decide quickly.

Xiang Dehai's face suddenly became very ugly. He silently recited the mantra again in disbelief, but found that he could not summon the magic weapon. He quickly investigated his natal magic weapon that had been warming in his dantian.

Seeing this, no matter how strong the Ren Dehai was in his mind, his heart was beating like a drum at this time. He was so shocked and frightened.

His natal magic weapon is like a stone frozen in the center of the lake, and his dantian is the frozen lake surface. There is no longer a circulating breath here, no longer a pure land that belongs to him alone, but has become a stagnant water here.

"What did you... do?" Xiang Dehai stared at the ants in his eyes opposite him. He didn't even know which one of them was moving.

Xu Ruoguang ignored him, and Gu Xiu and others naturally ignored him. Xiao Ban had grown bigger and was lying in front of Gu Xiu and Ji Yu and others, wanting to carry them and escape.

"Xiao Lu, come here!" Gu Shu said anxiously.

Xiaolu lay in front of Cheng Xin, who had lost his breath, shouting "Miss" over and over again, turning a deaf ear to the outside world's news.

"Nephew Peng, go and pull her back." Xu Ruoguang said.
Chapter completed!