Nine chains, shining with golden light, illuminated the night sky in all directions, like a golden dragon, rushing towards Gu Zhi.
However, Gu Zhi didn't even wave the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. He just raised his hand and waved it, and the nine chains shattered into pieces.
"this!?"
Xu Tangxi was shocked.
He knew that Gu Zhi's cultivation level had skyrocketed by a large realm because he had refined the blood relative's relic.
But even though Gu Zhi's realm soared, he was only at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul.
And he is at the ninth level of the Divine Transformation Stage!
Moreover, he is a descendant of the Xu family and has the blood of the Great Sun Golden Crow in his body!
Although the bloodline has become thin over the years, it still has extraordinary combat power.
How could Gu Zhi, who was one major realm behind him, easily take on his killing move?
Xu Tangxi was puzzled.
Gu Zhi didn't give him a chance to think further.
Gu Zhi has already cast a spell.
Blood sea thunderstorm!
The blood-red light gathered above Xu Tangxi's head, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a sea of blood.
Immediately afterwards, blood-red thunder struck violently!
Xu Tangxi was even more surprised.
The power of Gu Zhi's blood sea thunderstorm is definitely not something that a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator can display.
Gu Zhi didn't seem to be at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, but rather at the ninth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm like him.
"How could his fighting power be so formidable that he could leap a great realm and defeat his opponent?"
Xu Tangxi was shocked. He had underestimated Gu Zhi before.
I thought that Gu Zhi was disliked by the Gu family because he had mediocre talent, backward cultivation, and low combat power.
The reason why Gu Qingxue fell into Gu Zhi's hands was all thanks to Ye Qinghan.
Now it seems that this is not the case.
Gu Zhi is much more powerful than he imagined!
"However, it is only the ninth level of the Nascent Soul after all."
Xu Tangxi snorted coldly. He believed in convincing people with reason, but since reason could not convince Gu Zhi, he also learned some magical skills!
Crash——
An even more blazing golden light bloomed.
The violent thunder pouring down from the sea of blood, when encountering this golden light, was like a raging fire boiling oil, crackling and dissipating in an instant.
"break!"
As soon as Xu Tangxi uttered the word, a dazzling golden light appeared, and the sea of blood covering his head disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
"This is a unique magical power of Confucianism. It is said that one's words carry the law of heaven, and the law follows their words."
Ye Qinghan explained that Gu Zhi had just told her that he would personally kill Xu Tangxi, the reasonable person, so she did not take action, but only reminded Gu Zhi:
"Xu Tangxi is only at the ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, so naturally he can't truly make magic happen with just his words. He broke your spell with just one word, but that's just a show of bluffing. The real reason for this is that he's using his inner spiritual energy to connect with the heavens and earth, resonating with the surrounding spiritual energy, and unleashing a powerful force without even realizing it."
"This method is not uncommon, but the Confucian cultivators use it most subtly, with almost no visible traces and a strong visual impact."
Gu Zhi nodded. Xu Tangxi's low shout just now completely broke his blood sea thunderstorm, which really surprised him.
To be honest, he still knew too little about the world of cultivation.
Now that the matter here is settled, I must first go to the library on Chaotian Peak to read some books and learn more about the various sects and factions, so that I will be better prepared for future battles.
"My Confucian magical powers are so shallow?"
Xu Tangxi snorted coldly when he heard Ye Qinghan's words:
"Devilish witch, you have such low knowledge, yet you dare to speak nonsense here!"
A strong wind suddenly arose, and a pure white air rose up.
Confucianism cultivates the great spirit!
Xu Tangxi released the noble spirit that he had cultivated for decades.
This strong and majestic energy transformed into a giant dragon, with scales and claws visible, lifelike and extremely majestic.
Xu Tangxi put his hands behind his back, his green shirt fluttering:
"Kill the demon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the pure white dragon immediately pounced towards Gu Zhi.
If nothing else, he is really handsome.
Moreover, it is extremely powerful!
Wherever the pure white dragon passes, all darkness is expelled!
Night falls upon the world, but this desolate place is as bright as day, and full of righteousness.
"One Hundred Demons Night Parade!"
Gu Zhi shouted loudly, and instantly black fog rolled up, as if hundreds of ghosts were about to fly out.
"madness!"
Xu Tangxi couldn't help but sneer.
The "demon slaying" he just said was just an imperial decree, not the name of a spell.
However, Gu Zhi's "Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts" is a famous magic spell of the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Sect.
It was extremely stupid that Gu Zhi actually shouted out the magic he was performing during the battle.
Now, among experienced monks, who would take the initiative to shout out his moves during battle?
Only someone like Gu Zhi, who has not received orthodox teachings, would be like this, right?
Maybe Gu Zhi even thought it was cool that he shouted out his moves like that?
Little did they know it was so stupid!
Xu Tangxi felt contempt for Gu Zhi again.
Even though Gu Zhi's cultivation level improved rapidly and his combat power was beyond imagination.
It's just relying on magic methods.
After all, it is not worthy of being accepted by the upper class!
As Xu Tangxi was thinking, the pure white dragon had already transformed into a bolt of lightning and attacked Gu Zhi's night-walking ghosts.
Now that he knew that Gu Zhi was using the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, Xu Tangxi naturally responded immediately and switched to the thunder method that was most effective in restraining the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.
However, in the rolling black fog around Gu Zhi, no night ghosts flew out, but three large doors appeared.
Each door is as bright as blood, with relief carvings of evil spirits, looking hideous and terrifying.
Xu Tangxi's pure white lightning was completely swallowed by the three blood-red doors.
"Triple Rashomon!"
Xu Tangxi's pupils suddenly contracted:
"Gu Zhi, didn't you want to use the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons? Why did it become the Triple Rashomon?"
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