However, she didn't seem nervous at all. Instead, she stared at Song Ziming as if he were a dead person.
"Do you think that the Heart of Taiyin is just a treasure that can help you break through?"
Wei Xiang spoke slowly, his voice ethereal and cold.
"You are wrong, it is the Moon Clan's God-killing weapon!"
boom!
The next moment, the moonlight barrier suddenly exploded.
However, the broken moonlight turned into thousands of silver chains that broke through the air.
Ancient moon patterns were entwined on each chain, and wherever they passed, the demonic energy dissipated, actually tearing open countless paths of light in the blood curtain!
Song Ziming was shocked: "What?!"
Wei Xiang's silver hair danced wildly, and the Taiyin Heart in his chest shone with unprecedented light.
She folded her hands into a moon seal, and a hazy shadow of the moon god appeared behind her.
"Lunar Eclipse Purifies the World!"
Silver chains fell like rain, instantly piercing through the Dharma image.
A creepy corrosion sound was heard, and Song Ziming's Dharma image began to melt as if it was splashed with strong acid.
Black and red pus and blood gushed out from the wound, but vaporized the moment it touched the silver chain.
"Lunar Eclipse Body?!" The Dharma Image howled in a voice not quite human, "You can actually awaken the power of the Lunar Eclipse?!"
At this moment, a sense of uneasiness arose in Song Ziming's heart.
Because only the Saint of the Moon Clan can awaken the power of the lunar eclipse. If the person in front of him is really the Saint of the Moon Clan, then she will be almost invincible standing on the Moon Clan altar.
Countless rays of moonlight gathered from all directions and condensed into a set of crystal clear armor around Wei Xiang.
What was even more shocking was that the moon pattern on her forehead suddenly extended into complex lines, covering her entire body in an instant.
Liquid moonlight flows in every line, exuding an ancient and sacred aura.
"Moon God Battle Body?"
If Song Ziming was just suspicious before, he is now sure of it.
"You are actually the Saint of the Moon Clan!"
Wei Xiang ignored Song Ziming. She clenched her slender hands, and the moonlight in the sky suddenly gathered and condensed into a crystal longbow in her palm.
The bow is curved like a crescent moon, with ancient moon patterns flowing on it.
The bowstring is a ray of moonlight condensed to the extreme. As it vibrates gently, it emits a clear and melodious sound, as if it can cleanse all the filth in the world.
"Kill the God!"
As she uttered the two words, she drew her bow like a full moon.
The heart of Taiyin was beating violently, and the surging power of Taiyin surged out like a tide, all poured into this arrow.
Before the arrow was shot, the void had already twisted, and the entire secret realm was trembling under the pressure of this arrow!
Song Ziming's Dharma image was on the verge of collapse, but at this moment he finally saw through Wei Xiang's true face under the human skin mask.
Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like cold stars, her skin is whiter than snow, and her lips are like red.
A silver-white moon mark on the forehead adds a touch of coldness and arrogance.
This face is breathtakingly beautiful, yet also heart-wrenchingly cold.
The moment he saw Wei Xiang's true face, Song Ziming was struck by lightning. The remaining evil spirit surged violently, revealing unprecedented horror!
"You, you are Wei Xiang!"
His voice was hoarse and trembling, as if he had seen the most terrible nightmare.
Just now, he just felt that the aura of this woman was somewhat familiar, but he didn't think much about it.
But at this moment, when that peerless face appeared before his eyes without any cover, dusty memories came flooding back like a tide.
God-killer of the Divine Court!
Five hundred years ago, there was a shocking incident in the Divine Court.
Wei Xiang, a traitor of the Fuyao Sect, used the body of an ordinary God Emperor to fight against the gods, staining the Nine Heavens with blood!
In the end, the Lord of the Divine Court, Zixiao Divine Emperor, was forced to take action personally to suppress her.
Some time ago, there were rumors in the Divine Court that the God-Destroying Talisman had reappeared in the world, and the gods were making all kinds of speculations.
But he didn't expect that he would actually meet the real Wei Xiang here!
"Impossible, how could you still be alive!"
Song Ziming's Dharma image was violently distorted, and his voice was full of disbelief.
Wei Xiang is not only still alive, but also the Saint of the Moon Clan.
If he had not discovered it in advance, once the other party's strength fully recovered, there would probably be another bloody storm in the Divine Court.
Wei Xiang raised his eyes coldly, murderous intent in his eyes.
"Surprised?"
Song Ziming no longer had the arrogance he had before, as he knew too well how terrifying Wei Xiang was.
In that battle, she defied the gods and caused blood to flow like a river in the divine court.
If he hadn't been ambushed at the last moment, even the Purple Sky God Emperor would have paid a heavy price!
However, Song Ziming's Dharma image was tightly bound by the silver chain, and the black fog was surging wildly, but he could not break free.
Endless fear appeared on his ferocious face, and he roared: "No!"
Arrow shot!
A dazzling silver line cut through the sky. Wherever it passed, space froze and time stagnated.
The dust floating in the secret realm solidified in mid-air, the surging demonic energy was still as a painting, and even the terrified expressions of the Fuyao Sect disciples in the distance were frozen on their faces.
This arrow actually temporarily cut off the flow of time and space!
Song Ziming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he watched the silver light rapidly expand in his field of vision.
puff!
The moment the arrow pierced through his forehead, the whole world seemed to lose its sound.
At the center of the eyebrows of the Dharma image, a silver light lit up like a star.
Snap!
Fine cracks spread rapidly like a spider web with the light spot as the center, and soon covered the entire Dharma image!
Dazzling silver light burst out from those cracks, purifying all the entangled black fog.
Song Ziming's Dharma image let out a final unwilling roar.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
boom!
Above the sky, the Dharma image completely exploded, and countless black fragments wrapped in demonic energy flew everywhere.
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