The twenty-four-petaled blue lotus hung high in the air like a bright moon, radiating a clear, shimmering light that flowed like ripples on water, instantly enveloping the body of Daoist Yingxu.
At this moment, the boundless destructive energy surged forth like a raging tide, its momentum like the endless flow of the Yangtze River, wave after wave, relentlessly impacting Daoist Yingxu.
However, the Daoist Yingxu remained as steady as Mount Tai amidst the raging waves.
He stood quietly on the blue lotus, surrounded by a faint lotus light. He looked like an indestructible boulder, and no matter how the destructive energy raged and roared, it could not shake him in the slightest.
Under the fierce onslaught of the destructive energy, the twenty-four-petaled blue lotus began to rotate slightly.
As the blue lotus rotated, the originally menacing aura of destruction seemed to have encountered its nemesis, collapsing and shattering into specks of spiritual light that dissipated into the air.
In order to gain even the slightest advantage in this fierce battle, the Taoist's primordial spirit did not hesitate to destroy an incomparably precious Primordial Pearl.
You should know that this Primordial Pearl is a rare treasure in the world, containing endless mysterious power.
Even so, judging from the current situation, Daoist Yingxu still stands firmly on the lotus platform, in an invincible position, seemingly unaffected by the terrifying destructive aura.
Seeing this scene, the Taoist's primordial spirit couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Now that things have come to this, he knows that no matter what methods he uses, he will probably be unable to turn the tide.
Without hesitation, he transformed into a dazzling golden light and sped off into the distance with lightning speed.
After all, they had already resorted to self-destruction, a suicidal tactic, yet they still couldn't gain any advantage.
At this moment, the Taoist's primordial spirit had completely given up hope, and at the same time, he deeply realized the power and terror of the Yingxu Taoist.
At this moment, he no longer dared to hope for a comeback. His only thought was to take advantage of this rare opportunity to escape and save his own life.
However, just as he had finally managed to escape a million miles away, a figure suddenly flashed past in front of him.
The Taoist priest hurriedly looked up and stared intently. The first thing that caught his eye was a lotus platform that emitted a clear light and was surrounded by a mysterious aura.
And standing atop this blue lotus is still the same Daoist Yingxu.
He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, his robes fluttering like a fairy, and steadily blocked the Taoist's path.
Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest's heart sank, and he immediately stopped, his face turning extremely grim.
He gritted his teeth inwardly, his hatred for the Daoist Yingxu, who had repeatedly obstructed him, reaching its peak.
At the same time, a deep sense of despair slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.
Just then, Hu Le caught up from behind at lightning speed.
He shouted loudly, "Fellow Daoist! Come this way quickly!" His voice was like a great bell, resounding through the sky.
Hearing the shouts, the Taoist priest instinctively turned his head and saw Hu Le waving at him anxiously from the side.
Faced with this situation, the Taoist priest hesitated for a moment.
It should be understood that whether it is Hu Le or the Yingxu Daoist in front of them, what they really value in their relentless pressure is nothing more than the Hongmeng Golden List in his hands.
While the Taoist was still struggling internally and in a dilemma, Master Yingxu did not hesitate at all and once again made a fierce move.
He simply raised his arm and flicked the whisk in his hand.
In an instant, a dazzling seven-colored celestial light burst forth, like a surging river, sweeping aggressively toward the Taoist's primordial spirit.
Endless celestial light surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing the chaos.
Wherever the celestial light passed, the boundless chaotic energy seemed to be easily torn apart by an invisible hand, instantly disintegrating into earth, fire, water, and wind, which raged wildly across this space.
In the blink of an eye, the dazzling celestial light had already approached the Taoist.
Faced with this sudden crisis, the Taoist priest's expression turned solemn. He retreated rapidly while waving his hands repeatedly, and bolts of lightning shot out from his hands, slamming into the oncoming immortal light.
However, the celestial light only paused for a moment before bursting forth with an even more dazzling light, like a ferocious beast opening its blood-red maw and mercilessly devouring the lightning.
Just then, Hu Le, who was watching from the sidelines, saw that the Taoist was in a critical situation and shouted without hesitation, "Fellow Taoist! Don't panic, I'm here to help you!"
Before he could finish speaking, he swiftly raised his hands and unleashed several incredibly powerful Heavenly Thunderbolts. These thunderbolts, like shooting stars chasing the moon, blasted towards the seven-colored celestial light with unparalleled force.
A deafening roar resounded as lightning and celestial light collided, sparking countless sparks and energy fluctuations.
The originally unstoppable celestial light was temporarily blocked, but only a moment later, it launched a counterattack with overwhelming force, continuing to sweep towards the Taoist.
At this moment, although Daoist Yingxu still held a firm advantage, there was no joy on his face.
He glanced coldly at Hu Le, thinking to himself, "Hmph, I haven't even gone to cause you any trouble yet, and you dare to come looking for me... In that case, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Thinking of this, he flicked his wrist and swung his whisk, sending out a dazzling beam of immortal light that shot out like a sharp sword slicing through the void, sweeping straight toward Hu Le.
Upon seeing this scene, Hu Le's expression instantly turned serious, and a thought crossed his mind.
In an instant, a magnificent and colorful auspicious cloud slowly rose from the void above his head.
The auspicious cloud resembled a propitious object, emanating a profound and mysterious aura of the Great Dao.
Upon closer inspection, a towering, ten-thousand-foot-tall Xuanhuang Pagoda stood prominently atop the auspicious clouds!
Although this tower was merely a phantom, it was enveloped in a divine light of profound yellow, radiating endless profound truths and primordial mysteries.
At the same time, a phantom image of the Primordial Bell appeared out of thin air in Hu Le's hand.
Although this Primordial Bell was just a phantom, it still exuded a chilling aura.
Purple mist swirled around the bell, with densely packed Daoist inscriptions appearing and disappearing within it, echoing the Xuanhuang Pagoda standing overhead, creating an atmosphere of solemnity and grandeur.
Faced with the surging, boundless immortal light, Hu Le's face turned cold, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand and threw the Primordial Bell away...
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