"Mr. Li, is he... okay?"
"Is this the power of God?"
"The Dao Ancestor who has lived for millions of years actually asked the Grandmaster to possess him. He has no shame at all."
Jingyue snorted coldly, her tone full of indignation and disdain.
Li Chonglou stood in front of the crowd, his heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.
His eyes were fixed on Li Lingge, his fingers trembled slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.
"The ancestor seems to be injured."
He murmured softly, a hint of anxiety in his voice that was hard to conceal.
Li Ping'an stood aside, clenching his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, and blood seeping through his fingers.
He wished he could use his body to block the attack for his ancestor, but he knew that he could not intervene in a battle of this level.
"hateful!"
He gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with anger, but he could do nothing.
Shangguan Yourong pursed her thin lips and looked at Li Lingge with complicated eyes.
Perhaps before that, she could also use the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Formation and use Li Lingge's mental power to set up the formation and provide him with some assistance.
But now, Li Lingge's talisman skills are far superior to her formation skills, and she can no longer help him.
At this moment, she suddenly felt so incompetent. She could only watch Li Lingge face the powerful enemy alone, but was unable to help him at all.
"Lingge..."
She murmured softly, her voice filled with deep powerlessness and self-blame.
On the other side, Daozu looked down at his tattered Taoist robe, a sinister smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
He shook it lightly, and the fragments of his robe flew away like fallen leaves, revealing his intact body underneath.
The giant sword that frightened him was now collapsing, turning into tiny points of fire and dissipating into the air.
"A mere ant dares to challenge a god?" Daozu sneered, his gaze like a knife sweeping through the crowd, finally stopping at Li Lingge. "Today is the day you die."
Li Lingge raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still as firm as before.
He took a deep breath and slowly stood up straight, like a sharp sword that never bends.
The talisman in his hand condensed again, and the golden runes flowed at his fingertips, emitting dazzling light.
"Then kill the god!"
He whispered, and although his voice was soft, every word was sonorous, as if carrying a thousand pounds of force, striking people's hearts.
“With the ancestors!”
Li Pingan shouted loudly, with determination in his voice.
His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the effort.
The next moment, he condensed the Divine Spirit Descent Formation again, and the essence and blood in his body merged into Li Lingge's body through the Divine Spirit Descent Formation.
His face turned pale as paper in an instant, but his eyes became more determined.
"We are with our ancestors!"
Everyone in the Li family responded in unison, and the sound was like a tide, shaking the earth.
Their voices combined into an invisible force that seemed to shake the heavens and the earth.
Lines of blood flowed out of their bodies, like fine silk threads, interweaving into a huge net, merging into the Divine Spirit Descent Formation, and finally merging into Li Lingge's body.
Li Lingge felt the power surge in his body, as if endless rivers were rushing through his meridians.
His aura rose steadily, and his body was enveloped in a layer of faint golden light, as if a god had descended from heaven.
A pile of sand can build a tower. Now he is not alone, the whole family is standing behind him.
Their faith, their strength, their life, are all concentrated in him.
Daozu frowned slightly, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.
He looked coldly at the group of ant-like mortals in front of him, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
“No matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants.”
He snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible force swept out like a violent storm, heading straight for everyone.
Wherever that force passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, the ground cracked into pieces, and gravel flew everywhere.
A cold light flashed in Li Lingge's eyes. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and two sword energies, one black and one white, surged into the Overlord Sword and Xuanyuan Sword respectively like dragons.
The sword body vibrated slightly, making a low humming sound.
At the same time, the spiritual power in his body surged like a river, gathered at his fingertips, and turned into a black and white talisman, slowly condensing in the air.
The talisman was initially just a blurry mass of light and shadow, but as Li Lingge continued to inject his spiritual power into it, clear patterns gradually appeared.
Every stroke and every line on the talisman seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth. The interweaving of black and white was like the mutual generation of yin and yang, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.
The next moment, the rune turned into a huge light curtain in the air.
Even the talisman that had not yet been fully formed was able to block the attack of the Taoist Ancestor.
The two forces collided, causing a deafening roar. The air waves swept around and uprooted the surrounding trees.
Wei Xiang stared at the talisman, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
There was a storm in her heart, and she couldn't help but murmur softly.
"This guy... actually wants to condense this talisman!"
She naturally recognized this talisman. It was one of the most powerful talismans she possessed, named - Destroying God!
This talisman is extremely powerful. Once used, it is enough to shake the heavens and the earth and slay gods and demons.
However, in order to successfully condense this talisman, not only does one need extremely strong mental strength, but one also needs to have a deep understanding of the art of talismans.
The process of drawing talismans is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will suffer backlash, which can result in serious injuries or even total destruction of the soul.
The murderous aura of the God-Destroying Talisman is too strong, like a double-edged sword that can kill the enemy but also hurt oneself.
Even if Wei Xiang was not in a life-or-death crisis, he would not dare to try it easily.
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