The Magician of Cultivation

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The sword light cut through the darkness, as if appearing from the void, crossing time and space, and slashing at Jobas in the blink of an eye.

Jobas offered no resistance and was instantly split in two.

"Well done!" Liao Changzong shouted happily.

The fifth-level magic circle that exuded an evil aura brought him too much pressure.

But then he realized something was wrong, the magic circle did not stop.

Jie Jie Jie

The eerie, shrill voice sounded again.

"I really want to thank you. If it weren't for this sword, it would not be so easy for me to escape."

"To thank you, I will make your death a little more painful."

"Hahaha"

"Sacrifice yourself, Jobas"

Everyone watched in horror as the body that was split in half slowly melted away and was absorbed by the altar beneath it.

"Great Lord of the Abyss, please allow your most loyal servant, Ness Klein, to pray to you."

The voice gradually became louder. As he prayed, a strange wave emerged from the altar.

"Please send down your divine power, and bring the abyss down to the human world. Use the power of the abyss to condense the spear of the abyss."

call

The void was torn apart, and a pitch-black spear emerged.

The moment it appeared, it hit the two-winged angel.

"Click"

The pendant made a cracking sound, and the angel's shadow became almost transparent.

"not good"

Liao Changzong's face changed. He felt a huge evil force surging from the altar, constantly eroding the protective shield.

This evil aura was of extremely high level. The fifth-level fine magic item, the angel pendant, was shattered by a single blow.

“This can’t continue like this”

Liao Changzong turned to look at Hu Xiner, "Xiner, I have a teleportation scroll in my hand, I will send you out first later."

"Uncle Liao, I...I won't leave." Hu Xiner looked determined and stubborn, "The will of the God of Light guides me. God will not abandon his people."

"No, no...Xin'er, you misunderstood. Listen to me."

Liao Changzong was anxious, but he still patiently explained, "I'm not asking you to run away. The sorcerer must have a problem with his body."

"Although he took the opportunity to escape, without his physical body and magic power, the power he could exert was extremely limited."

"Without his fifth-level magic circle, it would not be so easy to kill us."

Liao Changzong took a deep breath and continued, "In seven days, I will use the power of the Knights' battle formation to exert divine protection across borders."

"But the divine protection can only last for seven days."

"Go to Liaocheng, which we passed by on our way here, and ask the Liaocheng Church to contact the Xueyan Kingdom Headquarters. Someone will be sent to rescue us."

Liao Changzong looked at Xin'er and encouraged her with a smile, "Xin'er, you have to work hard. This time, the uncles are relying on you to save us."

"Uncle Liao, are you telling the truth? Are you not lying to me?" Hu Xiner asked suspiciously.

"Uncle can swear"

Liao Changzong was about to raise his finger to swear. When Hu Xiner saw this, she immediately believed it.

"Uncle Liao, no need to swear, I believe you. Don't worry, Xin'er will definitely rescue you."

"Xin'er, you rarely go out to gain experience. People out there are very complicated, you can't trust others easily."

Liao Changzong looked at the rippling light shield and urged, "Time is running out, teleport away quickly!"

"Unleash all your fighting spirit and form the thirteenth battle formation," Liao Changzong shouted.

"Yes"

The ten martial artists did not hesitate and immediately began to move.

"No. 1, take your position"

A knight shouted loudly, holding the sword with both hands, with the tip of the sword sticking straight to the ground.

The silver-white fighting spirit flowed from his body into the knight's long sword, and then merged into the ground. The area where he was located instantly lit up with a beam of light.

"No. 2, take your position"

Boom, another beam of light shot up into the sky.

"No. 3, No. 4, ..., No. 9, No. 10"

With roars, beams of light shot up into the sky.

Liao Changzong stood in the middle, also leaning on the knight's sword with both hands.

boom

The silver-white fighting spirit poured into the ground like a substance. Liao Changzong's face was grim as he shouted, "Form a formation!"

"Yes," everyone answered at the same time.

Ten beams of light connected into one, and silver-white fighting spirit continued to flow towards Liao Changzong's sword.

Liao Changzong's aura began to rise rapidly. The long sword shone brightly, and a sacred aura slowly emerged.

boom

A circle of silver-white light with a hint of light gold appeared, replacing the angel's light shield.

In this eerie palace, the light shield is like a bright lamp.

Crackling sounds continued to come from the edge of the shield, which was the constant collision of light and darkness.

The altar is the source of the power of the abyss. The vigorous evil power of the abyss is released from the altar, continuously washing the rune array.

The nine stone pillars in the hall glowed with a dark halo, making the hall look like one. The powerful dark force was constantly compressing the light force.

Light dispels darkness, and divine power purifies everything.

At the core of light, a silver-white scroll in Liao Changzong's hand slowly unfolded.

Above the scroll, the space was distorted and spatial cracks kept appearing and disappearing.

Liao Changzong loosened his hand and the scroll flew towards Hu Xiner.

call

The scroll burned rapidly, and strange magical fluctuations came from the scroll, enveloping Hu Xiner.

唰

The flames went out and Hu Xiner disappeared in the hall.

The darkness completely swallowed up the light, but in the deepest darkness, a ray of light still flickered stubbornly.

"Divine Asylum"

A solemn and majestic voice was heard in the light.

The silver-white fighting spirit is like a woven net, layer upon layer, constantly replenishing the consumption of the light shield, keeping it always as perfect as before.

Light and darkness are caught in a tug-of-war. Either the light drives away the darkness, or the darkness swallows up the light.

No one noticed

When Hu Xiner disappeared, the voice also disappeared.

Li Yu was fleeing rapidly on the West Peak. His face was pale and his breathing was rapid, but his eyes were firm and bright.

After Tian Siguang completely burned his fighting spirit, his speed was amazing. Li Yu could only risk getting injured again and again in exchange for a brief escape.

“No, you can’t escape this way.”

Li Yu turned around calmly and struck the back of the broadsword with both fists at the same time.

Using the power of the broadsword, he floated to the front right, trying to dissipate some of the force.

噗

He opened his mouth and spat out the blood that was surging into his throat, and his face turned even paler.

"The internal organs were displaced by the shock"

Li Yu's body has been strengthened by spiritual energy and is already tough enough. Tian Siguang, who can burn fighting spirit, is already infinitely close to the second level, which is not something he can contend with at present.

"We must find a way to kill him, otherwise we will be exhausted to death, and there is another person behind us."

While thinking, Li Yu stumbled and almost fell to the ground.