Ding Sheng, having been tricked by Qin Xin, wanted to mobilize the Martial Spirit again.
But Zhan Qingyue would not give him another chance. After the Crimson Flame Ice Crystal Butterfly attached itself to her body, she stopped launching any attacks and instead placed the Crimson Flame Ice Crystal Butterfly in the Qi Sea within her Martial Core to restore her dissipated spiritual power.
Damn it!
Ding Sheng's eyes, faintly bloodshot, stared at Qin Xin, who had just retrieved the Nine Flames Battle Immortal Staff from his hand and was now waving it lightly, causing the orange Yang Flame attached to it to rise up, while his black robes rippled slowly behind him. He wished he could devour Qin Xin alive immediately.
As the eldest prince of the Ding Dynasty, Ding Sheng is destined to be the king of the Ding Dynasty. Since his birth, he has received countless cultivation resources from the royal family. Now, before he is even thirty years old, he has already reached the fourth-grade advanced alchemist level, and his cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Qi Sea Realm. He is also the most promising young member of the Ding Dynasty royal family to enter the third level of the Core Formation Realm, and naturally, he is also highly regarded.
Despite possessing such talent, he had suffered losses at the hands of Qin Xin many times. If Qin Xin were stronger than him, he might have been able to tolerate it, but Qin Xin's strength had not yet reached the Qi Sea Realm, so how could he be at ease?
With anger, Ding Sheng's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he slammed the Heavenly Thunderwood Flame into his own martial spirit.
For a moment, the Blood Sacrifice Cauldron that had returned to its peak emitted a pale purple light, which, combined with the blood-red patterns on it, gave it a somewhat terrifying appearance.
"You will all die!"
As if delivering a final judgment, Ding Sheng rapidly expanded the Blood Sacrifice Cauldron behind him, completely engulfing Qin Xin and the others.
Mid-level Earth Rank Martial Art: Annihilate All Things, Thunder and Fire Descend Upon the World!
After a cold voice came from Ding Sheng's mouth, countless streams of spiritual energy from heaven and earth converged directly towards the top of Ding Sheng's head. Under the stimulation of martial arts intent, the spiritual energy from heaven and earth gradually became violent.
"Oh no! This is the supreme martial art of the Ding Dynasty royal family, the Thunderfire Technique! I didn't expect Ding Sheng to have mastered it!"
Upon seeing the appearance above Ding Sheng's head, Zhan Qingyue spoke with astonishment, seemingly very familiar with the martial arts Ding Sheng was using. Her face was ashen as she stared at the surging purple flames and the continuous bursts of lightning in the sky.
"A mid-level Earth-rank martial art?"
Seeing this terrifying scene, Qin Xin turned his spiritual sense and found Ding Sheng, whose face was pale, behind the thunder and fire purple clouds.
Through his perception, Qin Xin discovered that Ding Sheng's mastery of the intermediate-level Earth-rank martial art, Thunderfire Technique, was only superficial. However, even so, its attack power was still much stronger than the initial-level Earth-rank martial art, Wildfire Hundred Slashes, which Qin Xin himself had used.
However, in Qin Xin's mind, Dan Qing's image also appeared at this moment. When he became a disciple, he was promised many high-level martial arts techniques, but to this day, Dan Qing is like a miser, unwilling to give them to Qin Xin. Every time it is mentioned, he will use the excuse that his strength is too weak to brush it off.
The thought vanished quickly, and Qin Xin took a step back, sitting cross-legged. Ten fire blades appeared behind him.
"Protect me!"
After speaking, Qin Xin immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and used his spiritual sense to perceive the interaction of the ten fire blades behind him.
Zhan Qingyue was slightly surprised to see the terrifying power emitted by the fire blades behind Qin Xin during the fusion process, but she still stood in front of Qin Xin to prevent the lightning and fire from interrupting the process.
As for Ming Ningzhu and the others, they also wanted to protect Qin Xin, but they were all driven away by Zhan Qingyue. She didn't know Qin Xin's methods, but she could sense the danger lurking within him.
Although Long Mu, Zhan Qingqi, and Ming Ningzhu were unwilling, they obeyed Zhan Qingyue's command and retreated to the back, focusing all their attention on the thunder and fire purple clouds above.
"fall!"
After Ding Sheng's soft rebuke, the thunder and fire purple clouds flowing from his blood sacrifice cauldron seemed to have completed their energy accumulation.
Raging flames and purple lightning crashed down on the people below.
Stones and wood exploded, and hundreds of cubic meters of land were reduced to scorched earth.
Ding Hao, who was still clinging to life and lying on the ground, was torn to pieces by the bombardment of the lightning and fire. However, no blood was spilled, as if he had already bled dry.
With the Blood Sacrifice Cauldron protecting him, Ding Sheng looked at the scorched earth in front of him with a crazed expression on his face, as if he had been influenced by the Martial Spirit, his face showing a somewhat distorted expression.
After the initial bombardment, once the smoke and dust cleared, Longmu and the other two were kneeling on the ground. Their charred faces showed that the mid-level Earth-rank martial arts technique had caused them considerable injuries.
Before the three of them, the Crimson Flame Ice Crystal Butterfly surrounding Zhan Qingyue's body began to become somewhat illusory, and bright red bloodstains hung from the corners of her mouth.
To protect Qin Xin from any harm, Zhan Qingyue stood firmly in front of him, never leaving his side. When faced with the impact of the lightning and fire, she chose to withstand it with her own body, resulting in considerable injuries to herself.
Seeing that Qin Xin was unharmed, Ding Sheng's anger intensified. As the two deep red fire blades behind him gradually merged, a faint black aura swirled around them, making Ding Sheng extremely wary!
"Go to hell!"
With a furious roar, Ding Sheng spat out a mouthful of blood essence towards the blood sacrifice cauldron in front of him.
The red light suddenly intensified, and the Blood Sacrifice Cauldron seemed to awaken after coming into contact with the blood, spewing out even more intense thunder and fire purple clouds, causing the surrounding environment to darken for a moment.
"Again!"
Seeing the thunder and fire purple clouds gathering again in the sky, Longmu put his hands on his hips and loudly cursed at Ding Sheng with some unbearable words.
After a slight moment of surprise, Zhan Qingqi and Ming Ningzhu, who were standing beside him, quickly circulated their inner energy to defend themselves.
Zhan Qingyue, who was guarding Qin Xin, was already at her limit. She turned around and glanced at Qin Xin, who had his eyes closed, as if she had made up her mind. She then sighed softly.
"fall!"
After the resounding, death-like voice faded, Long Mu's loud curses echoed through the air. He then looked in the direction of Qin Xin, while Ming Ningzhu and Zhan Qingqi beside him also looked at Qin Xin.
"retreat!"
After Qin Xin suddenly opened his eyes, the deep red fire blade behind him glowed with black light and rushed directly towards the thunder and fire purple clouds in the sky.
Qin Xin retreated directly backward, pulling up Long Mu and the other two. Zhan Qingyue also sensed the terror of the fire blade Qin Xin threw, so she followed closely behind.
"Boom! Boom!"
A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm fell directly down, slamming into the upward-reaching fire blade.
The standoff lasted only a brief moment before a dazzling crimson light instantly knocked them all over the place.
The thunderous purple clouds in the sky, which had been locked in a stalemate with the deep red light, dissipated in the blink of an eye.
The martial arts intent of the intermediate-level Earth-rank martial arts was directly erased, which Ding Sheng, who was hiding behind the Blood Sacrifice Cauldron, could not believe.
Without any hesitation, a talisman swept straight through Ding Sheng's hand, and his figure began to become somewhat illusory.
"ah……!"
Just as his figure was about to disappear, his magnificent arm was suddenly enveloped in a dazzling deep red light.
With his hand transforming into a blade, Ding Sheng severed his arm, a tremendous scream of pain echoing through the air, but it was completely drowned out by the sound of the explosion.
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