Chapter 175: Sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers
The white-faced scholar did not dare to be careless and immediately kneaded the magic formula to continuously inject mana into the jade ruler.
There was a loud "boom" sound.
The jade ruler was shaken so much that the white-faced scholar fell back dozens of feet, still holding on tightly.
A ray of light flew from the distance, and Fairy Li appeared. She glanced at her beautiful eyes and found that the Thousand Souls Blade was in the hand of the man in gray robe. He raised his jade hand, and a precious mirror with exquisite patterns was revealed.
The patterned mirror just swayed in the air and shot out a beam of light.
The man in gray robe who was casting a spell was startled when he found the beam of light coming from behind and slapped his palm with a roar.
But how can this temporary palm print be compared with the patterned mirror? Just hearing a scream, the man in gray robe was directly blown away.
The Blade of Thousand Souls fell in the air and was about to fall off the cliff when it was swept away by a ray of light and landed in Fairy Li's hand.
Li Xianzi showed off her beautiful face and was about to leave here when a stream of rays of light suddenly appeared in the sky and hit her like a shower of stars.
When Fairy Li saw this, she snorted coldly and activated the patterned mirror to shoot out a beam of light, destroying all the star rain.
Seeing that these Xingyu were so vulnerable, Li Xianzi's mouth showed a sarcastic expression, but her expression changed the next moment.
The white-faced scholar appeared in front of her without any warning, grabbed the Thousand Souls Blade, and knocked her back with one palm.
After doing all this, the white-faced scholar shook his sleeves, and several gold and silver talismans flew out and exploded in the air, creating a thick haze.
"It's actually a talisman that can block spiritual consciousness!" Li Xianzi covered her chest and looked at the haze around her in shock.
Just when she was in a daze, a biting cold wind suddenly blew up behind her, which not only blew away the white mist, but also faintly floated some snowflakes in the air.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of blue light passed by her and disappeared without a trace in a few flashes.
Li Xianzi's face showed a trace of solemnity when she reacted, and then she flew away.
Thousands of miles away, the white-faced scholar didn't know what kind of secretary he used, and his escape was twice as fast as usual.
"I didn't expect this Thousand Souls Blade to be so easy to obtain." The white-faced scholar stepped on a jade ruler and held a long sword as black as ink, stroking it excitedly.
But suddenly, the white-faced scholar turned around with a slightly changed expression, and without hesitation held out a blue Dharma book. Countless runes flew out from the Dharma book and circled around.
Behind him, a man in white robe suddenly appeared hundreds of feet away, and directly threw the spear in his hand, turning into an ice blue dragon, carrying the biting cold wind.
The ice-blue dragon swallowed the blue book directly into its belly with a dragon roar.
The white-faced scholar trembled in his heart, his face full of disbelief.
Under a dazzling light, the ice-blue dragon turned into a spear again, while the blue-blue law book became pale and pale, and its aura was lost.
The spear passed through the chest of the white-faced scholar, and with a scream, his body fell directly from the air.
However, on the way down, a white light flew out from the white-faced scholar's forehead and appeared thousands of feet away. It turned out to be the white-faced scholar's Nascent Soul.
When Nascent Soul saw the white jade board holding hands, he ran away in panic.
The white-robed man in the distance put the Thousand Souls Blade in his hand and directly slashed out a messy sword energy of dead souls, but the power was not half as powerful as that displayed by Dongfang Zimo.
Amidst the sword energy of howling ghosts and wolves, the white-faced scholar was cut into pieces and completely perished.
The man in white robe showed a rare expression and was about to put the Thousand Souls Blade into his storage bag.
"Don't try to swallow the Thousand Souls Blade!" An angry voice came from a distance. After seeing the scene just now, the man in gray robe became even more crazy, and activated the giant cauldron to blast towards the man in white robe.
"Hmph! I'm just using you to practice my skills!" The man in white robe sneered, and actually planned to use the Thousand Souls Blade to fight him.
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On a big tree thousands of miles away, Dongfang Zimo was desperately trying to recover his magic power, and at the same time, he was observing everything happening in the distance with his spiritual consciousness.
"Very good! A Nascent Soul was lost like this." Dongfang Zimo chuckled. Sure enough, these four people fought over the Thousand Souls Blade.
Dongfang Zimo wanted to continue to sit back and watch the tiger fight, but suddenly his face turned cold and he shouted: "Who is there!"
In a void without warning, a large amount of demonic energy suddenly condensed. After the demonic energy dissipated, a white-haired young man appeared there.
"It's you!" Dongfang Zimo exclaimed.
This person was the demon cultivator who suddenly attacked him before.
"How does it feel to be chased by Nascent Soul monks?" the white-haired young man said with a sinister smile.
"So it's you who did it!" Dongfang Zimo was startled, and after recalling that he had been chased by various monks with unknown origins these days, he came to a conclusion, and immediately glared at the white-haired young man angrily.
"There is no Thousand Soul Blade this time! Let's see how capable you are!" The white-haired young man shouted coldly, waved his sleeves, and countless balls of demonic energy flew out.
Dongfang Zimo looked shocked, summoned the Qingyun Sword and condensed seventy-two flying swords towards the demonic energy.
But the next scene shocked him. He saw that the demonic energy dispersed by the flying sword gathered in the air and returned to its original state.
Dongfang Zimo patted the spirit beast bag, and a ray of fire flew out in the air and circled, revealing Tianbao.
"Ancient Qilin." The white-haired young man's face trembled when he saw Tianbao appear.
"Tianbao! Drive away these evil spirits!
The sky above heard the words and stamped his feet. Under the dragon's roar, the dragon's horns condensed golden arcs.
"Boom" a loud noise!
Countless thunderbolts fell from the sky, blasting the demonic energy into ashes one by one. An electric arc the size of a fist blasted out and struck straight at the white-haired young man.
"Hmph! It's this move again!" The white-haired young man grabbed it with five fingers and summoned a shield covered with runes in front of him, blocking all the golden thunder.
However, after blocking the blow, the shield was shattered into pieces.
The white-haired young man frowned. This seemingly vulnerable shield was actually a remnant treasure. It was a pity that the demonic energy injected into it seemed so weak in the face of the golden thunder that was designed to defeat evil spirits.
"What!" Dongfang Zimo was dumbfounded. The other party actually used a magical weapon to resist the bombardment of the golden thunder instead of using demonic energy.
Seeing that he was unable to deal with this demonic cultivator, Dongfang Zimo suddenly lost the intention to fight.
"Tianbao, come back quickly!" Dongfang Zimo thought in his mind and called Tianbao back.
"Huh? Don't even think about escaping!" The white-haired young man saw that Tianbao was not moving and immediately guessed something. He suddenly waved his sleeves and shot out a ball of demonic energy.
The demonic energy formed a demonic claw and was about to capture Dongfang Zimo.
A crackling thunder sounded, and the golden thunder directly destroyed the demon.
Tianbao appeared in front of Dongfang Zimo in a flash.