Chapter 130: Late Jindan Stage
The extremely sinister aura that lingered around Su Qingwu was completely dispersed at this moment.
The rich spiritual energy continued to flow downward, forming a huge vortex of spiritual energy in the surrounding airspace.
The clouds around it formed a clearly visible spiral shape.
In Su Qingwu's dantian, the round golden elixir gradually emitted a golden light, and at this moment, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy increased.
This lasted for about a hundred breaths, and the bottleneck of the middle Jindan stage was broken with a bang, and his cultivation was advanced to the late Jindan stage at this moment!
Inside the sword formation, Wuyangzi's face, hidden under the devil mask, was full of disbelief.
Not only was the highest-level curse handed down by the Curse Puppet Sect completely broken, it also allowed the opponent to take advantage of this opportunity to break through in the battle.
His previous actions seemed to be paving the way for the enemy...
Now he was trapped in a sword formation. All nine flying swords were top-grade magic weapons. Although he used multiple methods, he was unable to break out of the formation.
The current situation is extremely bad for him.
Realizing this, Wuyangzi's eyes showed a hint of cruelty. He quickly made a strange gesture with his hands and uttered a strange sound from his mouth.
The next moment, the giant hand that stretched out from the blood pool in the distance suddenly changed direction, locked onto the black-clothed girl who had just made a breakthrough in her cultivation, and shot a blood-red arrow through the air.
The moment the attack was launched, Wuyangzi spat out large mouthfuls of blood.
Obviously, this move came at a high cost to him.
Su Qingwu realized that he was locked in a powerful attack, and immediately moved his body and retreated to the side.
The blood-red arrow made a whoosh and changed direction.
Witnessing this scene, she quickly cast a spell with both hands, using the Ten Thousand Trees Transformed into Swords Technique.
At this moment, the emerald green vines surrounding it turned into a green light and shot towards the blood-red arrow at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to see.
The moment the two collided, a deafening explosion was heard.
The terrifying spiritual power wave quickly spread outward.
Gong Ningliu took advantage of this opportunity and kicked the two Jindan realm puppets towards the center of the collision.
The latter was immediately affected by the aftermath, his body tore into pieces in the blink of an eye, and fell onto the devastated ground.
After a while, the aftermath dissipated, the blood-red arrow disappeared without a trace, and the emerald green vines flew back to Su Qingwu's side, seemingly intact.
Xuanqing's strong defense was once again demonstrated in this confrontation.
Inside the sword formation, Wuyangzi witnessed the whole process with his own eyes, and his heart gradually became numb.
A spiritual plant that can withstand an attack comparable to that of a Yuan Ying was something I had never seen or even heard of before.
He didn't know the origin of this vine, but one thing was certain, it was definitely not something that belonged to the Moonlight Realm, but came from a higher plane.
How to deal with things that are beyond our understanding?
Because he lost his focus for a moment, Wuyangzi was unable to defend himself and was hit by multiple swords in the sword array, which immediately worsened his injuries.
Seeing that there was no hope of escape and all his years of hard work were going to waste, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, all the spiritual energy began to flow backwards, gathering in the dantian, and the body suddenly swelled up.
Su Qingwu saw this scene and felt a little disappointed.
This is a sign that the monk is about to self-destruct.
Although the sword formation is powerful, the nine flying swords will definitely be damaged if they face Jindan Yuanman's self-destruction at close range.
This is his life treasure, and when the time comes, Su Qingwu himself will also be injured.
She acted decisively, waved her sleeves, withdrew the formation, and took back the flying sword.
However, Wuyangzi followed closely.
This person seemed to have made up his mind to drag her down with him. He fled at an extremely fast speed, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
At the critical moment, a long snow-white whip wrapped around the man's neck, strangled him in an instant, and dragged him backwards.
The person who took action was Gong Ningliu.
After the enemy was dragged away for a distance, the struggle became more intense. Seeing that there were signs of escape, she did not hesitate and used her spiritual power to control the whip-like magic weapon that she had found with great difficulty to self-destruct!
At this moment, a small mushroom cloud emerged from the center of the explosion.
The power of a mid-grade magic weapon's self-detonation is much weaker than that of a Golden Core Yuanman realm's self-detonation, but it is enough to kill an unprotected cultivator at this realm.
Wuyangzi was about to complete his accumulation of strength, just a split second short, and ultimately died with hatred in his heart.
The moment this creature died, the leader of the Curse Puppet Sect, Ouyang Wuwei, who was concentrating on controlling the changes in the blood pool at the headquarters, let out an unwilling roar and then turned to ashes.
In fact, this person is the incarnation of Wuyangzi with an extremely yin body.
In the eyes of the outside cultivators, Ouyang Wuwei, with his cultivation level of Foundation Establishment Perfection, occupied the position of the sect master, and the thirteen golden elixirs of the sect obeyed his orders, which was very puzzling.
Now that the truth is like this, everything seems reasonable.
However, this news will be buried forever underground along with the death of the enemy and will never be made public again.
After Wuyangzi and his clones disappeared, the pressure from the blood-red giant palm that emerged from the blood pool weakened a lot.
But at this moment, apart from Su Qingwu, Gong Ningliu and Su Wen, there were no other monks nearby who saw this scene.
Most of the people who had gathered together died, and the few who remained had already fled far away.
Although the pressure of the giant palm has weakened, it is still much more powerful than that of an ordinary golden elixir.
Now, what Su Qingwu has to do is to completely solve this problem.
After the sword formation was withdrawn, nine flying swords circled around him continuously.
Ordinary attacks are useless against the giant palm.
Su Qingwu used his spiritual consciousness to control the flying swords to gather together. At this moment, his eyes, as bright as stars, were full of determination.
Although she is not a sword practitioner, she uses the flying sword as her life-saving magic weapon, and can comprehend some of the truth of the sword.
At a certain moment, her mind moved, and nine flying swords suddenly soared into the sky.
The sword's blade swirled, circling several times, and instantly merged into one!
At this moment, all the sword-wielding cultivators in the entire Yuehua Realm felt a buzzing sound coming from their flying swords.
The nine swords merged into one, transforming into a giant sword that covered the sky, emitting a dazzling green light.
Endless murderous aura spread out, locking onto the bloody giant palm. The murderous intent instantly condensed, and when it reached its peak, it chopped down at it brutally!
At this moment, all living beings on Kaiyuan Continent saw a sword light that spanned the sky and the earth.
Shock, fear, and submission instantly filled the hearts of all living beings.
A moment later, the sword chopped down, but unexpectedly, no loud noise was heard.
The moment it touched the sword, the bloody giant palm silently dissipated into ashes.
The blood pool below collapsed.
Not only that, all the secret passages and buildings in the entire Curse Puppet Sect’s headquarters were reduced to ashes in an instant.
Soon, a loud bang was heard.
The ground cracked and moved sideways.
Where the sword struck, a deep abyss appeared.
In the distance, Gong Ningliu and Su Wen witnessed this scene and were shocked and speechless.
From that moment on, the Zhukui Sect ceased to exist in the world and was declared destroyed.
Although it was formed by a deep abyss, this land was watered with countless blood and was destined to be extremely fertile.
During the holidays, there will definitely be forces coming to fight for territory.
At the moment when the giant sword of the sky-covering sword chopped down, Su Qingwu was affected by the aura of the place and somehow knew some secrets.
Just as she had guessed at the beginning, the person this sect wanted to resurrect was Xuan Mozi!
The nameless Taoist who founded the Curse Puppet Sect received his inheritance from this demon cultivator from the upper realm.