Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Before he finished speaking, the Holy Spirit Leader flashed and turned into a black lightning, instantly appearing in front of Baiyun.

Bai Yun was horrified and quickly waved his bone sickle to resist.

"clang!"

There was an ear-piercing sound of metal clashing, and Bai Yun felt an overwhelming force coming. His body flew backwards involuntarily, drawing a parabola in the air.

"What a powerful force!"

Bai Yun was shocked. After using the martial spirit, the strength of the Holy Spirit Leader increased so much!

"Baiyun, prepare to die!"

The Holy Spirit Leader took advantage of the situation and showed no mercy. He transformed into a series of afterimages and launched a violent and rainstorm-like attack on the white clouds.

Although Bai Yun tried his best to resist, he was still beaten and new scars continued to appear on his body.

"Damn it, this isn't a solution!"

Bai Yun was extremely anxious. He knew he had to get out of the predicament as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

Bai Yun activated his martial soul again, and golden scales covered his entire body, trying to resist the attack of the Holy Spirit Leader.

However, the Holy Spirit Cult Master sneered and said, "It's useless. In front of my Devouring Claws, any defense is futile!"

Suddenly, black mist emerged from the black claws of the Holy Spirit Leader. The mist seemed to have life and rushed towards the white clouds madly.

"What is this?!"

Bai Yun was shocked and quickly mobilized his soul power to resist, but found that his soul power was rapidly draining away!

"Hahaha, my devouring claws can not only devour your soul power, but also devour your vitality! Just become my nourishment!" The Holy Spirit Leader laughed wildly.

Bai Yun's face turned pale, he knew that he was in a desperate situation.

At this critical moment.

"Space teleportation!"

Bai Yun's body disappeared instantly, leaving only a golden light.

"What?!" The Holy Spirit Leader was shocked when he saw this. He did not expect Bai Yun to have such a strange soul skill!

"Damn it! He actually got away!" The Holy Spirit Leader roared in frustration as he looked at the empty space in front of him.

In a flash of white light, Bai Yun returned to Baiyun City. He immediately entered his retreat room, sat cross-legged, and began to heal his wounds.

Bai Yun circulated his soul power to repair the injuries in his body. Although this battle with the Holy Spirit Cult Master was extremely dangerous, it also turned out to be a blessing in disguise for Bai Yun. He found that a strange power had condensed in his body. This power was extremely domineering and full of endless fighting spirit. It was exactly the "power of war" recorded in the "Eight Nine Mysterious Skills".

"Hahaha, God is really helping me! With the 'power of war', I can finally practice the second level of the 'Eight-Nine Profound Art'!" Bai Yun was ecstatic.

"Eight-Nine Profound Art" is the most advanced physical skill in the ancient times. It is divided into nine levels, each level is stronger than the last.

However, the conditions for cultivation are extremely harsh. The first level requires a strong body. If Bai Yun had not had a chance encounter with the Origin World Tree and his body strength increased greatly, he would have barely been able to meet the requirements for cultivation. The second level of cultivation requires the assistance of "Fighting Power".

Bai Yun calmed down and began to practice the second level of "Eight Nine Mysterious Skills". Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

A powerful aura suddenly erupted in Bai Yun's retreat room, and a golden halo faintly emerged around his body, full of explosive power.

"Finally, the second level of cultivation was successful!" Bai Yun slowly opened his eyes, with a gleam of light flashing in his eyes. He now felt full of strength, as if he could smash a mountain with one punch.

Bai Yun was not in a hurry to continue practicing, because he found that the practice of the third level of "Eight-Nine Profound Art" required the "Spirit of War". He needed to condense a trace of the fighting spirit in the battle. Only in this way could he continue practicing.

"Alas, this Eight-Nine Profound Art is indeed specially designed for those battle maniacs!" Bai Yun sighed helplessly.

However, Bai Yun also clearly felt that his current strength had increased more than ten times compared to a year ago!

"Holy Spirit Leader, this time, I won't run away again!" A trace of determination flashed in Bai Yun's eyes. He walked out of the retreat room and came to the sky above the Holy Spirit Headquarters again.

"Holy Spirit Master, come out and die!"

The sound exploded like thunder, shaking the entire Holy Spirit Church slightly. Not long after, a black shadow rose from the hall and hovered in the air, facing the white clouds in the distance.

This person was none other than the Holy Spirit Sect leader. He was dressed in a black robe, had a gloomy face, and his eyes flashed with resentment: "Bai Yun! How dare you trespass into my Holy Spirit Sect again? You are courting death!"

"I let you escape last time, but this time, I will cut you into pieces!" The Holy Spirit Leader roared and pushed his hands forward. Suddenly, a black soul power gushed out from his palms and turned into a huge black python. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the white clouds.

"A mere trifle!" Bai Yun snorted coldly, without dodging or evading, he punched out directly.

"Roar!"

The black python was instantly blown up by a punch and dissipated into black mist.

"How is it possible?!" Seeing this, the Holy Spirit Cult leader's face changed drastically. His move "Black Python Devouring the Sky" was a soul skill he created himself, with infinite power. Even strong men of the same level did not dare to take it head-on. Bai Yun actually broke it so easily. After not seeing him for a day, how strong was he?

"You should feel honored to witness the power of the second level of my 'Eight-Nine Profound Art'!" Bai Yun sneered, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of the Holy Spirit Leader and punched him in the chest.

The Holy Spirit Leader was horrified and quickly crossed his hands in front of his chest. At the same time, the soul power in his body circulated wildly, forming a black protective shield in front of him.

boom!

Bai Yun's fist slammed hard on the protective shield, making a deafening noise. The protective shield trembled violently, cracked, and finally shattered.

The Holy Spirit Cult leader groaned, and flew backwards like a cannonball, knocking down several buildings behind him before coming to a halt in a panic. His face was pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

"Your attacks are of no use to me!" Bai Yun walked towards the Holy Spirit Leader step by step. With every step, his aura became stronger. The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand the pressure and began to distort.

The Holy Spirit Patriarch was horrified and knew that he would not be able to escape today.

Bai Yun's physical strength was too terrifying. His attacks could not break the opponent's defense at all, while Bai Yun's attacks could easily hurt him. As one gained strength while the other lost, his defeat was only a matter of time.