Unlike the swordsman, the different colors that burst out from the priest's body represent the different laws of his cultivation. The red light is naturally the fire law that the other party cultivates, the light yellow light is the earth law, and the blue is the water law.
It turns out that in addition to the fire law that he is best at, the other party has also practiced the water law. The water law and the fire law are inherently incompatible, and the fire law has a considerable restraint on the earth law. What does it mean when these three laws are used at the same time?
Mu Hanyan flew back almost subconsciously, but was still a step too late.
The three mutually restraining laws of power collided and entangled with each other, and everything within a radius of several feet was distorted, forming a prison-like restricted area. The violent and chaotic power, like a flood that broke through the dam, crushed in from all directions.
Ou Pingxuan was at the center of this area, his body covered in blood, a sweat-soaked scarf stretched across his face, a ferocious, maniacal grin evident. Clearly, he knew he was doomed, but even if he died, he wanted to take someone with him.
"Puff!" The chaotic power tightly restrained Mu Hanyan, and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
After performing the Eight Desolate Divine Meteorites twice, all her spiritual energy was exhausted. With that pure strength alone, she could not withstand the power of this domain of mutual destruction. Heart-piercing pain flooded into her mind. Under that twisted and violent power, Mu Hanyan felt as if she would be torn into pieces or crushed into a ball.
Behind him, Sikong Qinglan and others who had no time to escape also vomited blood. Although their strength was not affected and they were far away from the center of the field, their cultivation was still one level lower.
Mu Hanyan looked at them, then suddenly turned the sword around and stabbed it into his heart.
A stream of blood gushed out, instantly transforming into a thick blood mist, yet burning like a blood-red flame. Meanwhile, the already extremely low aura instantly rose.
The art of blood sacrifice is a forbidden technique that uses one's own blood, essence, or even life as a price to forcibly stimulate one's potential!
Although she knew that doing so would cause great damage to her body and even damage her foundation, leaving her a cripple, at this moment of life and death, how could she care so much?
"Eight Desolations, the gods fall!" Mu Hanyan shouted again.
The entire area paused for a moment, as if it had come to a standstill. The next moment, the Frost Sky Sword had already left his hand, soaring out with a blazing flame, but its speed was noticeably slower than before.
After all, Mu Hanyan was exhausted. Even if she performed the blood sacrifice technique at all costs, the power that this sword could unleash was still limited, not to mention that she was in the domain.
Although Ou Pingxuan was also seriously injured and his life would be in danger if he delayed for a moment longer, this was, after all, the domain he had created with nearly a thousand years of cultivation and at the cost of his life. The power of the three laws in it was so strong that even he himself could not control it.
"Chi", the Hanxiao Sword finally broke through the layers of obstacles and pierced into Ou Pingxuan's chest again, but the latter just shook heavily and did not die on the spot.
"Die, die, all of you!" Suffering another severe blow, Ou Pingxuan became even more frantic, roaring in despair. As he unleashed his hand seals, the power within the realm grew even more violent, like a giant barrel of dynamite poised to explode at any moment.
There is no doubt that when this field finally explodes, he and Mu Hanyan will die together!
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