With a flick of his bamboo staff, Hu Le transformed into a purple staff shadow and appeared before Ju Mang's face.
Jumang tilted his head back to try and avoid it, but the bamboo staff suddenly pressed down, still right in front of his face.
Jumang suddenly bent backward, and at the same time, he tapped his toes in the air, transforming into a streak of emerald light and shooting away.
Then, the Earth Goddess and the others rushed to Hu Le's vicinity, each manipulating their own Dao-proving artifacts, and launched them at Hu Le with the power of the Great Dao.
Qiang Liang arrived first, leaped over Hu Le's head, and swung his big stick to smash it down hard on Hu Le's head.
Hu Le simply raised his index finger and pointed.
With a snap, the big stick broke in two.
Hu Le laughed and said, "You deserve to be hit too!"
Before he finished speaking, the bamboo staff had already transformed into numerous shadows, enveloping Qiang Liang within them.
Qiang Liang was no match for Hu Le to begin with, so how could he possibly withstand Hu Le's offensive now that he was empty-handed?
Just as Qiang Liang was frantically dodging, the thousands of staff shadows suddenly converged and struck Qiang Liang's chest directly.
Click!
With the sound of bones cracking, Qiangliang was thrown into the air.
At the same time, Zhu Jiuyin pounced on Hu Le's side, opened its mouth, and spewed out a jet of black gas.
The black mist emitted a foul, rotten smell.
It possesses powerful corrosive properties; wherever it passes, even the space itself is stained black, as if night has fallen, shrouding everything in darkness.
This energy is a divine power condensed by Zhu Jiuyin after comprehending the mysteries of the demonic path. It is formed by combining nine of the most potent innate spiritual substances in the world and has the ability to pollute spiritual treasures and corrode flesh, blood, and primordial spirit.
Even a Great Luo Dao Lord, if enveloped in black energy, would instantly turn into a skeleton...
If it encounters ordinary spiritual treasures, it might taint them and corrupt their spiritual essence.
However, what hangs above Hu Le's head now is a cloud of good fortune and celebration.
This is an incomparable treasure of acquired merit.
Standing atop one's head, all evil cannot invade; thus, one first establishes an invincible position.
Before the black mist even got close, a stream of primordial yellow energy shot out from the cloud of merit and celebration, rushing towards the black mist and causing it to instantly dissipate.
The primordial yellow energy swept over the black energy, instantly turning the black energy into nothingness.
The Nine Yin Manual had only been mastered recently, and before it could even demonstrate its power in the world, it was easily broken by Hu Le…
Hu Le turned around, and with a swift motion, swept his bamboo staff horizontally towards Zhu Jiuyin's face.
Just as Zhu Jiuyin was about to dodge, the Chaos Bell, which was suspended above everyone's heads, suddenly moved without wind and made a muffled loud noise.
The entire spacetime seemed to freeze for a moment.
The figures of Houtu Niangniang and the others who were rushing towards them suddenly stopped for a moment.
As for Zhu Jiuyin, who was directly hit by the sound of the bell, he was particularly vulnerable.
His mind suddenly became dazed for several moments.
Even among ordinary cultivators, a single instant is enough to determine life or death, success or failure.
Moreover, Zhu Jiuyin is currently facing Hu Le.
Taking advantage of the moment when Zhu Jiuyin lost his composure, Hu Le's bamboo staff had already encircled him.
With a snap.
The bamboo cane struck Zhu Jiuyin's face heavily without any hesitation.
Zhu Jiuyin's head suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of red and white matter that splattered everywhere.
The headless body staggered backward.
He took a few steps back, then suddenly regained his balance.
A strange and eerie sound suddenly came from inside my stomach.
"My head...where's my head...?"
Suddenly, Zhu Jiuyin raised his left hand and swiftly reached into his neck. His five fingers seemed to have grabbed something, and he pulled hard.
The next instant, a black aura appeared above his neck.
Then, his hand pulled a brand new head out from inside his neck.
This is a supernatural power called the Creation Head-Generating Technique, which is similar in principle to the flying head technique that has been passed down in later generations.
They can all survive being beheaded...
Hu Le has cultivated for many years and experienced countless battles, witnessing many strange and supernatural abilities.
In his eyes, this Creation and Regeneration Technique was nothing special.
However, just as he was about to step forward and kill Zhu Jiuyin again...
Suddenly, a figure flew from a distance and blocked his way.
Hu Le looked up and saw that the person who came was Tian Wu.
"It seems that Zhu Jiuyin's fate is not yet exhausted..."
Hu Le gripped the bamboo staff tightly, flicked it, and instantly transformed it into a phantom, stabbing straight towards Tian Wu's chest.
Tianwu's figure suddenly swayed, and eight heads suddenly grew on his shoulders.
These heads came in various shapes and sizes; some resembled dragon heads, some tiger heads, and others bird heads, each exuding a terrifying aura.
They all had their gaping maws wide open, their sharp white teeth gleaming coldly, as if ready to devour anyone they could.
One of the heads suddenly spat out a stream of Netherworld Fire.
The ghostly flame emitted a faint blue light, illuminating the entire dark space.
The temperature of the ghost fire was extremely high, distorting the surrounding air.
The remaining heads also each spewed out several streams of flames of different colors.
The fireworks were colorful and illuminated the entire space.
Each firework contains a touch of mystery.
Some of them are Xuan Yin Fire, some are Liuli Fire, and some are called Tian Gang Fire... Although they have different attributes, they do not belong to those top-tier innate true fires.
However, after being refined by his secret method, the nine flames, when gathered together and fused, would transform into a strange true fire.
In terms of power, it is no less than the true fire of the sun.
Although Tianwu is skilled at inhaling and exhaling clouds and mist and summoning wind and rain, he also has considerable experience in the art of fire.
At least this skill of controlling fire is something that even some top fire gods might not be able to do.
Nine flames converged and merged, instantly transforming into a sea of fire that crackled and burned the void as it hurtled towards Hu Le.
"What a ridiculous little trick!"
Hu Le stared at the sea of fire, a cold glint in his eyes.
Although he wasn't exactly an expert at playing with fire, he had still cultivated the Innate Five Elements Dao Fruit.
He smiled gently, raised his hand and pointed, and the sea of fire automatically parted to the sides, as if making way for him.
He stepped out of the sea of fire, put away his bamboo staff, and with a thought, a dazzling sword light descended from the sky, transforming into a star sword that landed in his hand.
Just then, Houtu Niangniang and others finally arrived.
Hu Le flicked his finger lightly on the sword, and instantly the blade trembled slightly, emitting a barely perceptible hum and releasing an unparalleled, chilling sword intent.
Upon seeing the arrival of Houtu Niangniang and the others, Hu Le's expression turned serious. He swept the Starry Sky Sword horizontally, immediately unleashing a streak of sword light.
The sword light swept out in a fan shape, fast and swift, instantly cutting through space and shooting towards everyone.
Although Hu Le had never used a sword much.
Having reached his level of cultivation, he naturally possessed his own understanding of swordsmanship.
The sword light was as bright and brilliant as stars, robbing all life from everything it touched...
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