Daoji slightly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly as he looked ahead. He saw that Miaozhen had already run a long distance away like an arrow released from a bow.
Without the slightest hesitation, he let out a soft shout, and his body, which had been standing in the formation, suddenly transformed into a phantom and vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.
In the next instant, Daoji's figure appeared suddenly like a ghost not far from Miaozhen, firmly blocking her path.
This grand formation was jointly set up by several sages, and its power is enough to seal off the entire void of heaven and earth. Its interior is all-encompassing and infinitely changeable, and it can even reverse time and space at will.
Therefore, when Miaozhen saw Daoji suddenly appear before her without any warning, she was not too surprised.
With a thought, she moved at will, and the Yin-Yang Bell hanging high above her head began to rotate slightly, immediately emitting a series of clear and melodious ringing sounds. It was accompanied by a dazzling Yin-Yang divine light and struck Daoji with lightning speed.
Faced with the menacing Yin-Yang Bell, Daoji remained unusually calm and composed, showing no sign of dodging or backing down.
With a gentle wave of his right hand, an ancient and mysterious mirror suddenly appeared in his palm.
This mirror, named the Universe Mirror, is a rare innate treasure, containing profound and unfathomable laws of spatial creation.
At this moment, Daoji held the Universe Mirror in one hand and faced the Yin-Yang Bell that was flying towards him at high speed. He gently shook the mirror.
In an instant, an incomparably powerful force surged out from the Mirror of the Universe, directly impacting the surrounding space.
With a few crisp "crack" sounds, the space in front of Daoji shattered instantly, like a mirror, forming a series of hideous cracks.
The menacing Yin-Yang Bell, startled by the mirror's light, seemed to be frozen in mid-air, unable to move. Even the dazzling Yin-Yang divine light solidified at that moment.
"My darling!"
Miao Zhen's delicate body trembled slightly, and she let out a soft shout. At the same time, she raised her jade hand and gently pointed her slender finger at the Yin-Yang Bell from a distance.
In an instant, the Yin-Yang Bell, which had been steadily suspended in the air, swayed slightly. Then, a dazzling divine light suddenly burst forth from the bell, and a clear and melodious bell sound rang out, echoing throughout the entire space like heavenly music.
As the soft chime rang out, the binding force that had been tightly binding the Yin-Yang Bell was instantly and completely broken.
In the blink of an eye, the bell transformed into a dazzling stream of light, flying back to the top of Miaozhen's head with lightning speed. It then began to rotate slowly, scattering patches of black and white intertwined innate divine light that enveloped Miaozhen entirely.
Although she had successfully broken free from the Mirror of the Universe, Miaozhen clearly did not want to continue to entangle with Daoji.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her eyebrows furrowed, and she raised her hand again, gently pushing towards Daoji's direction.
With a loud "crack," a bolt of divine lightning, as thick as a child's arm and flashing with blinding light, suddenly shot out from her palm, like a roaring, furious dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it slammed towards Daoji.
After doing all this, Miaozhen didn't pay attention to whether her attack could hit Daoji. Instead, she flashed and transformed into a dazzling beam of light, flying straight towards the depths of the great formation.
She moved with lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, she had already flown tens of thousands of miles.
However, just when Miaozhen thought she was about to get rid of Daoji, the void in front of her suddenly twisted violently, and then a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
This person exuded boundless pressure, as if all things in heaven and earth had to submit to him. He was a powerful Primordial Saint.
"Fellow Daoist! Be careful!"
Upon seeing Miaozhen rushing towards him, the Primordial Saint shouted loudly.
He stretched out his hand, and a simple, ancient-looking cane, radiating a faint spiritual light, appeared out of thin air in his palm.
His arm muscles bulged suddenly, all his strength poured into his right arm, and then he rushed in front of Miaozhen, raising his cane high and bringing it down with tremendous force.
Despite the fierce attack, Miaozhen was not afraid at all.
She snorted coldly, a slight upturn of her lips revealing a hint of disdain.
She swiftly reached out with her left hand, and suddenly a divine sword radiating a chilling light appeared in her palm.
In the blink of an eye, Miaozhen gripped the hilt of the sword with her right hand and swiftly swung the blade upwards, blocking it just above her head.
"clang!"
A loud crash rang out as the staff and the innate divine sword collided heavily, unleashing a dazzling burst of sparks.
The immense impact caused the surrounding air to churn violently, creating visible shockwaves that spread outwards.
The Primordial Saint's face suddenly turned ugly. He felt an irresistible force surging towards him. He subconsciously tried to resist, but after only a moment, he realized that he was powerless to withstand it.
So, his body shot backward like an arrow released from a bow.
At the same time, Miao Zhen held the innate sword in her hand, and with a slight flick of her wrist, a dazzling sword light shot out like a bolt of lightning, carrying an incomparably fierce momentum and slashing straight towards the flying Primordial Saint.
Faced with such a fierce attack, the Primordial Saint dared not be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly took out a scroll of treasure map from his bosom.
He shook the scroll, and the treasure map instantly unfolded, transforming into a huge painting.
Just as the sword light was about to strike the Primordial Saint, a burst of intense light suddenly erupted from the treasure map, like a bottomless black hole, which actually sucked the dazzling sword light into it.
Just then, Daoji successfully neutralized the divine thunder emitted by Miaozhen.
Immediately afterwards, he flashed and suddenly appeared behind Miaozhen.
Without uttering a single wasted word, Daoji raised the whisk in his hand and swung it forward sharply.
The whisk, like a nimble venomous snake, struck Miaozhen's back with overwhelming force.
Miao Zhen seemed to have anticipated this. Instead of turning around to deal with it, she lightly touched the ground with her feet and rushed forward like a ghost.
In an instant, she easily dodged Daoji's fatal blow.
Seeing that his attack missed, Daoji was not angry at all, but instead followed closely like a shadow.
He swung the whisk faster and faster, each swing drawing in the surrounding power of the heavens to gather upon it.
In an instant, the whisk exuded a terrifying aura that made one's heart tremble. Every move it made was aimed directly at Miaozhen's vital points, giving Miaozhen no chance to catch her breath.
Just as the two were locked in fierce combat, the Primordial Saint who had just been repelled finally regained his footing.
He took a deep breath, composed himself, and with a swift movement, pounced on Miaozhen once again like lightning...
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