Li Zhiming keenly captured the change in Su Mucheng's aura and found that the purple barrier around him had dimmed slightly.

The strength of that barrier is now barely enough to block his spiritual blade attack.

"Mr. Su, if you leave now, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"I'll give you a chance to choose."

This time, it was Li Zhiming who looked down upon us with a cold tone, as if he was giving alms.

The change of role made Su Mucheng difficult to accept for a while.

He doesn't accept it!

"Li Zhiming, you are too arrogant. You are just a native, and yet you dare to act like this!"

Su Mucheng was filled with anger and decided to fight one last time because he still had a sword talisman.

Li Zhiming would never have thought that he had a third sword talisman.

"It seems that you have made your choice."

"In that case, then die!"

Before Li Zhiming finished his words, four purple lightning bolts shot out from both sides of Su Mucheng's back.

Su Mucheng only felt a chill on his back. When he turned around, the Purple Thunder Sword had already struck him, only ten feet away!

"This is a spiritual blade of higher quality!"

Su Mucheng gritted his teeth, concentrated his mental strength at this moment, and displayed his body skills.

He narrowly dodged the first purple thunder sword.

But the second purple thunder sword that followed was extremely fast and hit the purple barrier.

Sizzle~!

The Purple Thunder Sword spun at high speed, and the terrifying force tore the purple barrier apart, causing cracks to slowly emerge.

“Get lost!”

Su Mucheng swung out his sword fiercely, knocking the Purple Thunder Sword away.

Immediately afterwards, another two purple lightning swords attacked at the same time and hit the purple barrier.

"It's not that easy to kill me!"

In a rage, Su Mucheng burst out with terrifying power.

The long sword swept left and right, hitting the Purple Thunder Sword, causing its attack direction to change and fly in other directions.

Whoosh whoosh~!

Su Mucheng's breathing became rapid, his throat ached, and his lungs ached.

His body has reached its limit and can no longer hold on.

The power that just erupted was only for a moment, and could be said to be a last gasp.

"Haha, Li Zhiming...you want to..."

Before Su Mucheng finished speaking, he saw a golden lightning appear in front of his face.

Ding~!

The golden thunder butterfly suddenly appeared and hit the purple barrier full of cracks.

"Is it a fairy-grade spiritual blade?"

"The ninth one?"

Su Mucheng's cognition was shattered at this moment.

The number of spiritual weapons that a spiritual master can control is limited. The higher the grade of the spiritual weapon, the fewer the number that can be controlled.

There were already eight spiritual blades before, and they were obviously all top-grade spiritual blades.

In his opinion, it is quite powerful for a first-grade spiritual master to be able to control six heavenly grade spiritual blades, and eight is the limit.

And Li Zhiming can actually control the ninth one, which is a fairy-grade spiritual blade!

This means that Li Zhiming's mental power has become so powerful that it is terrifying and cannot be compared with anyone below the Grandmaster level!

The golden thunder butterfly carried a force that was difficult for Pei Mo to resist, and melted the purple barrier that Su Mucheng used to save his life as he looked horrified.

As the purple barrier disappeared, Su Mucheng's pupils began to tremble violently, and a look of fear slowly emerged.

It all happened in a flash.

Even a powerful Grandmaster would find it difficult to block the attack of the Golden Thunder Butterfly at this distance.

Not to mention Su Mucheng.

No one knows what Su Mucheng is thinking at this moment?

fear?

Or... regret?

…

Whoosh~

The golden thunder butterfly passed through Su Mucheng's forehead.

Blood spurted out.

This invincible genius who came from the Taichu Holy Land has fallen!

Li Zhiming stretched out his fingers, pinched the Golden Thunder Butterfly, and burned all the blood stains on it.

Su Mucheng's body fell from the sky and landed heavily on the ground.

Li Zhiming walked to Su Mucheng's body and collected all the storage magic tools and treasures on his body.

This scene made everyone look at each other in bewilderment.

Before they entered the secret realm, they expected Su Musheng from the Taichu Holy Land to kill everyone.

However, no one expected that such a powerful genius would be defeated by Li Zhiming.

Moreover, this is not an evenly matched battle.

Li Zhiming performed with ease from beginning to end. If he had given his all from the beginning, Su Mucheng would not have been able to hold on until this moment.

"Is the Zhenyuan Sect going to rise?"

Ji Ling'er whispered.

She took two steps back and then turned and left.

We can't stay here any longer.

Although she was sure that Li Zhiming would not kill her, she could not be sure whether this guy would use the Tongxin Gu to torture her.

She didn't want to continue experiencing that feeling.

Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one!

"Laugh, keep laughing."

Zi Yue slapped Liang Jiuyue on the head.

This woman would be extremely happy once Li Zhiming was at a disadvantage.

"hehe."

"Li Zhiming dared to kill the pride of Taichu Holy Land. The great masters waiting outside will definitely not let him go."

“By then, let alone Li Zhiming, the entire Zhenyuan Sect will be buried with Su Mucheng!”

Liang Jiuyue said coldly, laughing miserably.

"Shut up!"

Liang Meng pinched Liang Jiuyue's mouth and warned her viciously.

"hehe……"

"My dear sister, enjoy your few happy moments."

"When you leave the secret realm, Zhenyuan Sect will be destroyed!"

Liang Jiuyue chuckled.

"Noisy!"

Liang Meng slapped Liang Jiuyue and knocked her unconscious.

After dealing with Su Mucheng, Li Zhiming looked around.

"Everyone, I think you should know what to do."

Li Zhiming's eyes swept across everyone and his voice was indifferent.

"Brother Li's strength is far beyond my reach, so we from the Wanjian Sect will retreat first."

Chu Qing bowed to Li Zhiming, then turned and left.

Seeing this, everyone greeted Li Zhiming and then left.

A moment.

In the huge palace, only Li Zhiming and three others were left.

Of course, there was also Liang Jiuyue who had fainted, and corpses all over the ground.

"Come here, kid."

At this moment, the woman's voice sounded again.

Li Zhiming turned around and looked straight ahead. He was extremely sure that the voice came from the leader of Xuantian Taoist Sect.

"Child, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The woman on the throne suddenly opened her eyes.

This made Li Zhiming's expression suddenly alert.

But the woman's eyes were gray and dull. She was undoubtedly a corpse, but no one knew why her eyes were open.

Then, a white shadow floated out from the woman.

This turned out to be the remaining soul of a woman.

Her robe fluttered and she opened her arms to welcome Li Zhiming who was walking towards her.