The doctor snorted coldly, and pushed his left hand in front of his chest. Streams of blue-black spiritual power emerged in his palm, and the black hole halo appeared again, protecting him.
Chu Yao had never seen this kind of magic before. It was neither immortal, demonic, good or evil, nor unorthodox, and it was not among the five elements. It was very puzzling.
"You actually have a spiritual weapon. It seems you're a glimpse into some immortal cultivation civilization..."
The doctor looked confident and had time to chat with Chu Yao.
But when the purple light was about to hit the black hole, it suddenly dispersed and turned into dozens of black ghosts that spun rapidly in the air, turning into sharp black daggers, bypassing the black hole and hitting the doctor's body directly.
At the same time, Chu Yao stomped her right foot hard, and a wave of earth and rocks began to roll up on the floor. The ground continued to bulge and crack, depriving the doctor of his foothold.
The real Purple Brilliant Sword had already been prepared in the sky. If it didn't move, it would be fine. But when it moved, it would be like thunder, like a divine thunder falling from the sky, sending out an impact from the sky.
Attacks came from three directions at the same time. The doctor's shaking body looked a little embarrassed, and it seemed that he had no way to retreat.
But his body suddenly lit up, and the blood vessels under his skin seemed to emit a bright light. The familiar halo appeared again, and his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared on the other side of the room.
The doctor's chest was heaving and he was gasping for breath. It seemed that this move had exhausted him a lot.
"You're fighting, and you still have time to chat?"
Compared to him, Chu Yao seemed to be at ease. The sword light and ghostly shadow turned in the air and flew towards him again.
She waved her right hand, and dozens of soul-gathering swords condensed in an instant, and together with the previous ghost shadows, they turned into countless arrows, whistling like the wind.
If Chu Yao could only exert 20% of her full strength during the Foundation Establishment stage, she could already reach nearly 50% after recovering to the Golden Core stage!
Those ghost arrows did not stop after landing beside the doctor, but turned into all kinds of strange things and slashed towards him.
Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, some even turned into a ghostly hanged ghost, sticking out its tongue and wrapping it around his neck.
What is ghost magic? It all comes down to the word "cunning"!
Bizarre and unpredictable, it can hurt the enemy in unpredictable ways and kill people invisibly. This is the essence of Ghost Gate Taoism!
Chu Yao, who is in the Jindan stage, already has the charm of the former Yuanying stage in his every move.
The doctor looked even more disheveled and overwhelmed. He had some injuries on his body and his white coat was in tatters.
He dodged left and right under various attacks, and from time to time summoned the black hole defense, but the black hole was extremely small and it only took four or five soul-collecting swords to completely shatter it.
"Now, who's the rat?"
Chu Yao was calm and composed, with his arms folded across his chest, hovering in mid-air and looking down, like a complete villain.
At the same time, she also noticed something strange about the doctor's cultivation.
This person is not a real golden elixir, at least not a golden elixir that has survived the tribulation of thunder. His magical power seems to come from the strange spiritual blood flowing throughout his body. This spiritual blood has transformed the doctor's body, giving him abilities comparable to those of a golden elixir.
As for that strange spell, it was probably due to this strange blood.
At this moment, the doctor has been forced into a dead end. After using the black hole in his hand to knock away a ghost, he roared in the direction of the "doll":
"Number 13!"
The tentacle monster shuddered and looked a little reluctant, but still launched an attack under the doctor's order.
Several tentacles as thick as buckets twisted and attacked Chu Yao.
Humph, I've been prepared for this move of yours!
Chu Yao had been secretly staring at the tentacle monster for a long time. He calmly took out a wooden fan from his storage bag. Under the strong wind, the few remaining tentacles turned into fragments all over the sky.
The moment she was on guard against the tentacles, the doctor found her flaw. He used all his spiritual power and instantly teleported to Chu Yao's side, taking out a delicate instrument shaped like a round mirror.
The moment she saw this thing, Chu Yao's hair stood on end and she felt a suffocating danger!
However, she did not panic. Facing the unknown weapon in the other party's hand, she showed her signature ghost smile.
The doctor didn't understand what she was laughing at, so he just used all his strength to swing the weapon in his hand, and a blue conical beam of light instantly enveloped Chu Yao.
However, just as the beam of light shot out, Chu Yao in front of him turned into a ghost and disappeared.
"What..." The doctor was surprised.
"You underestimate me?" Chu Yao's voice came from behind him, and the spiritual power turned into complicated patterns in the palm of his hand, and the purple light became stronger!
"Netherworld Palm!"
With a delicate cry, a vast amount of spiritual power hit the doctor's back like a tidal wave, and a Yin force that penetrated deep into his bones rampaged through his body.
The doctor's body trembled violently, blood spurted from his mouth, and he was blown dozens of meters away like a kite with a broken string, and slammed hard into the wall, sending gravel flying everywhere.
At the same time, the weapon in his hand was knocked away. Chu Yao stretched out his hand and grabbed it.
After one move succeeds, how can we not pursue the victory?
"Xiao Zi!"
"Hmm!"
A ball of black and purple light burst out of the body, carrying a rolling cold force, rushing towards the doctor, ready to deliver the final blow!
The battle was extremely fast, and Chu Yao was suppressing the opponent throughout the whole process, leaving the opponent no room to fight back.
How could the combat experience of a Nascent Soul cultivator be compared to that of a fake Dan cultivator who changed his career halfway through?
Just when Xiao Zi was about to reach the doctor, Chu Yao suddenly noticed something wrong.
Suddenly, several crystal threads appeared in the air, extending from all directions and forming a large net in front of the doctor.
If Chu Yao hadn't been paying attention with her spiritual sense at all times, she would have had no way of discovering it!
With a thought, Xiao Zi turned back quickly and hovered around Chu Yao.
"My friend has been watching the battle for a long time, why don't you show up and have a chat?" Chu Yao said softly.
As soon as she finished speaking, a figure appeared between the two of them.
Unlike the Doctor's appearance, his appearance was silent, as if he had appeared out of thin air.
The man was dressed in a neat formal suit and also wore a mask with a large hand painted on it, pulling a puppet with silk strings.
"Master Chu is very kind." The man spread out his five fingers on both hands, and the end of the silk thread was at his fingertips.
"Tell me your name."
Chu Yao crossed her arms over her chest, seemingly relaxed, but actually staring cautiously at the blood guest who had suddenly arrived.
She noticed the name he called her, and wondered what he meant.
"Blood Alliance B-level leader, executioner. You can call me Puppet Master."
The puppeteer nodded slightly to Chu Yao, then glanced at the Doctor calmly: "'Doctor' has received the punishment he deserves. Fellow Daoist Chu, could you please give me some face and stop for now? There is no enmity between us."
Chu Yao really wanted to complain, "Who the hell are you?"
"Why do you call me fellow Taoist?" Chu Yao asked back.
"If cultivators don't call each other fellow Daoists, how else can we address each other?" The puppeteer said as he stopped, but he did not retract the silk thread in his hand.
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