Emperor Jiuyin

Li Hanxue propped up the Holy Land to resist the impact of the aftermath, and watched the brilliant and dazzling explosion scene from afar.

I saw the two big handprints and the jade belt collapse at the same time, and the terrifying shock waves swept out one after another, pushing everything around thousands of miles away.

Lu Zichuan suddenly retreated a hundred feet, with a hint of surprise on his face.

Young Master Zhaixing also retreated a hundred feet. His face was very pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he was seriously injured.

"Young Master Zhaixing, it seems that you are really not an ordinary person. If it was an ordinary sixth-level saint, the Qiankun handprint I just used would be enough to blow up his holy soul and smash his holy heart. But you can fight against me, just a little injured, the young are really formidable." Lu Zichuan said with a smile.

Young Master Zhaixing smiled and said, "Lord Lu, you are too kind."

"But don't be too proud too soon. I am just about to use some tricks now. Prepare to die!" Lu Zichuan growled, "Nine Ways of the Remnant God!"

Lu Zichuan's eyes, which were originally glued together, suddenly separated, and his appearance became extremely weird. Two black circles of light rotated around him, and at the same time, his holy domain suddenly expanded.

Lu Zichuan's holy domain is called the Phantom Holy Domain, which can transform into countless phantoms. It was originally used to confuse opponents and has no attack power. However, after hundreds of thousands of years of hard training, the Phantom Holy Domain has undergone a change. Each phantom has almost 90% of the power of the original body. Combined with his magical powers of the Nine Ways of the Remnant God, each phantom has extremely terrifying energy!

As soon as the black air rolled up, nine "Lu Zichuan" phantoms rushed towards Young Master Zhaixing from all directions.

Its speed was unmatched. Li Hanxue's eyes could hardly keep up with the movement of the phantom. The moment the light disappeared, a phantom shoulder slammed into the chest of the Star-Picking Young Master.

Bang!

The Star-Picking Young Master groaned, and his body was directly smashed. His flesh and blood instantly exploded into a ball of blood-red flowers, enchanting and beautiful.

"The power of the Holy Lord, condense!"

A burst of white light surged, and the Star-Picking Young Master hurriedly condensed his body.

However, at the moment when he condensed his body, another phantom hit him and smashed the Star-Picking Young Master's body again.

One destroyed and one was born, one was born and one was destroyed, broken and reshaped, reshaped and broken, this scene was repeated continuously, and it was repeated nearly a hundred times in just ten breaths!

Li Hanxue thought to himself, "It seems that the old ones are the wisest. Young Master Zhaixing is no match for Lu Zichuan. With his sixth-level Saint Lord cultivation, it is much more difficult for him to reshape his body than for me. It takes at least a thousand years of life, which means that in just ten breaths, Young Master Zhaixing has lost nearly 100,000 years of life!"

But there is one thing that makes Li Hanxue feel very strange. Young Master Zhaixing is a human, not a residual god. Why doesn't he summon Guiwu's body to fight? Logically speaking, even if the power of Guiwu's body is not stronger than the original body, it will at least not be weaker than the original body. Wouldn't it be more likely to win if there is an incarnation that is not weaker than his own body fighting side by side?

Lu Zichuan said with a smile: "Young Master Zhaixing, have you seen my power now?"

While reshaping his body, Young Master Zhaixing shouted: "Old man, you are just relying on your higher cultivation than me. If I step into the ninth level of the Ghost Martial Realm, I can easily beat you to ashes!"

"You are just talking nonsense!" Lu Zichuan sneered, "Forget it, I don't have time to play with you, just pull out your holy soul and see how you can resist me!"

As he said that, Lu Zichuan's original body quickly approached Young Master Zhaixing, and with a big hand, he was about to grab Young Master Zhaixing's holy soul.

Young Master Zhaixing shouted: "Bai Tian, ​​if you don't come out now, when are you waiting?"

"Yes, Young Master!"

The deep starry sky suddenly split into a huge crack, and a thousand feet of white light shot out from it. This white light was like the morning light tearing through the night, with the terrible power to destroy old things.

In the white light, a giant wearing white rock armor and holding a silicon crystal sword descended from the sky. The huge sword blade slashed down from a height of ten thousand feet. The huge sword body almost covered a ten-mile radius, but the sharpest part of the sword blade was accurately aimed at Lu Zichuan.

Lu Zichuan was shocked. How could he expect that Young Master Zhaixing had such a helper.

Caught off guard, he was hit by the white sword and his body was cut in half.

Young Master Zhaixing saw the opportunity and quickly reached out to grab Lu Zichuan's right eye. Lu Zichuan was a three-eyed residual god. As long as his right eye was crushed, Lu Zichuan would be completely useless.

"What a cruel young man, you actually want to destroy my divine eye!" Lu Zichuan rolled up his holy soul and rolled up the two halves of his body, avoiding the attack of Young Master Zhaixing.

Young Master Zhaixing was unwilling, but was stopped by the arrival of Saint Lord Baitian.

"Sir, let me deal with Lu Zichuan. Your current cultivation is still limited. Fighting with a three-eyed crippled god like Lu Zichuan may cause mishaps."

Young Master Zhaixing said, "Forget it, I'll leave it to you."

"I didn't expect that Saint Lord Bai Tian and Young Master Zhaixing were really colluding with each other." Although Li Hanxue had long known that Saint Lord Bai Tian and Saint Lord Bai Tian were in the same group, it was still difficult to accept it when she saw it now.

When Lu Zichuan saw Saint Lord Bai Tian, ​​his face was also full of surprise: "Saint Lord Bai Tian, ​​why are you here?"

Saint Lord Bai Tian smiled and said, "Sir, since you have given me an order, I naturally came here without any hesitation."

Saint Lord Bai Tian treated Young Master Zhaixing with a humble attitude, as if he were a slave. Lu Zichuan was full of doubts, "Sage Baitian, you are the saint of Tianwu Sect and you have a distinguished status. Why do you obey the orders of a demonic figure like Young Master Zhaixing?"

"Why?" Baitian Shengjun laughed, "Because Young Master is the person who knows me best in the world, and only he is worthy of being my master!"

"What? Baitian Shengjun is actually the servant of Young Master Zhaixing!" Li Hanxue's heart was shocked. "Baitian Shengjun is a famous holy master in Tianwu Sect. With his cultivation and strength, why should he do this? Obeying Young Master Zhaixing’s orders? What did Young Master Zhai Xing do to him?”

"Impossible! The dignified ninth-level peak saint is actually willing to work as a horse for a sixth-level saint. This is really ridiculous!" Lu Zichuan said in surprise, "Is it possible that Young Master Zhaixing has other unknown identities? Is that why you are willing to serve him, Lord Baitian?”

The Baitian Saint Lord shook his head: "No! The young master was born as an ordinary commoner on the Nebula Continent and has no special status."

"Then why do you want to obey him?" Lu Zichuan couldn't figure it out.

"You, an old man, can't figure it out even if you think about it for ten thousand years." Mr. Zhaixing laughed and said, "I am very compassionate and tell you, because Baitian Shengjun is my ghost warrior's incarnation. !”

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