Chapter 1339: Rage Reaches its Peak

iaotian opened Liu Jingchuan's storage pouch, he found a dazzling array of spiritual herbs, millions of various spirit stones, and several other artifacts. Lu Xiaotian wasn't very interested in these,...But just as these blood waves surged in, Lu XiaTian's face remained calm. The magic beads within him revolved, and a cold, clear magical power flowed to his brow, where an upright ice eye suddenly opened.

Everything in front of him looked like an ice and snow world. The demons hidden in the blood waves, as well as the figures of the demonic souls and magic blood soul clothing, were all exposed under the true illusion ice pupils.

Lu Xiaotian waved his hand, and the five battle flags, which were already quite damaged, turned into five streaks of light and flew back to block the blood tide from five crucial directions.

The demon spirits controlled by Xiang Nanming and the magic blood soul garment controlled by Mengshan Zhenren originally planned to take advantage of the broken formation and swarm in, killing towards Xiang Qingcheng's cave. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the formation changed again. The yao, qi, and chen in the palm of Lu Xiaottian's hand, these four main attack patterns, enveloped them like a divine stroke. At the same time, the five main defensive five-pattern flags blocked the nearly out-of-control blood tide surging towards Xiang Qingcheng's cave. 。The four rods of the Gua, Qi, Guang, and Chen represent the flags of war and extermination. Even today, they are perfectly preserved. 。Suddenly, the magic spirit and the magic blood soul armor were enveloped within. The four battle flags each shot out a beam of light, forming a deep blue spiritual shield. However, this deep blue spiritual shield was different from the harmless defensive shields before. 。Inside, streaks of azure light coalesced into blades of energy, weaving between the four banners and striking the demonic spirits and blood-cloaked souls. 。While the other five banners - Bi, Qing, Fang, Gui, and Jia - that focused on defensive magic were battered after over a month of combat, they still lay around Xiang Qingcheng's cave. Though their power was significantly diminished compared to before, they unexpectedly trapped both the demonic spirit and the Blood Demon Soul Robe within their formations, leaving them vulnerable to the onslaught. 。The crisscrossing water-borne sword qi caught the two off guard. 。Even Mengshan Old Demon was momentarily powerless to control this blood surge. 。Like a small patch of blood surging out of control, it instantly swept across the Lingwu Mountains. The overwhelming stench of blood permeated throughout the region and even spread beyond the borders of the Lingwu Mountains. 。The uncontrolled blood couldn't breach the five-pole main defense formation banner, even though the banner was already tattered. 。"What's going on Meng Shan Laoguai, didn't you say this formation was sure to be broken" Xiang Nanming's controlled demon spirit was hit repeatedly by several sword qi. In pain, it gritted its teeth while also having a few moments of anger and frustration. 。"That kid's third eye divine ability is astonishing. Who knew he could actually discover our exact positions in the blood wave and set a trap for us" 。Now that all this is pointless, let's break this offensive prohibition together and then talk. 。Although these four battle flags, meant for ruthless killing, are perfectly intact, the entire Nine Curves of Xián Water, Bì Qīng Array is a complex formation. 。The five battle banners of the main defensive line were badly damaged. Though the four banners of the main offensive force were formidable, such a powerful attack could not last long. 。The Old Monster of Mount Meng was also furious, that silver-haired boy's change came too suddenly, deeply possessing the three flavors of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. 。...even those two old monsters were caught off guard... 。Now the blood wave has lost control and surged beyond the Lingwu Mountain Range. Even if the elders council were to protect Xiang Nanming at this point, they would send people over to investigate. 。After all, there's still Xu Qin outside, using a stone of remembrance to record every fight that happens here. 。“Master Mengshan, time is running out. Before, I kept my aura within a smaller range, and I was still able to suppress the different voices within the Elders’ Council” 。Now this bloodbath is spreading everywhere, the Elders' Council probably can't afford to play favorites anymore. 。We two must break through this formation as soon as possible. 。Otherwise, we can only withdraw. 。"Xiang Nanming's low voice revealed that he wasn't in a good mood. " 。“You needn't blame me, this boy’s mastery of formations is truly unparalleled in my life. If anyone else had come, they would have fallen for his tricks as well.” 。Since opportunities are limited, let's both give it our all. 。The demonic blood soul garment controlled by the Old Monster of Mount Meng hummed, emitting a monstrous blood light that converged into crescent-shaped blades of demonic blood. They let out a strange and horrifying screech as they slashed towards the four main battle flags respectively. 。

Xiang Nanming let out a low shout, the demonic spirit's double palms clasped together above his head, and between his palms, a black giant halberd appeared.

Upon the giant halberd, black lightning danced and writhed. 。The demonic spirit with two horns on its head surged to dozens of feet tall, as if trying to break through the formation. 。"Give me a break!" Xiang Nanming's black giant halberd plunged directly from the sky, and four thick black lightning bolts, centered on this giant halberd, bombarded the four main attack flags. 。“This old thing, sure enough hidden a lot of strength, still want to borrow his magic blood soul clothes to consume, not see who drag whom for longer.” 。"Master Meng Shan, who controlled the Blood Demon Soul Robe, chuckled inwardly. Even if Xiang Qingcheng successfully broke through, since he wasn't a member of the royal family, he wouldn't feel any pain." 。As for Xiang Nanming, there's an 80% chance that the Elder Venerable Token will end up in Xiang Qingcheng's hands. After all, while the Yu Shui Lingti is extremely difficult to break through, once it is, one's strength often sees a massive leap forward. Within a hundred years, reaching the strength of one of the Six Great Masters would not be difficult. 。Although Mount Meng's True Man also wanted to succeed, after all, he didn't have the same urgent need as Xiang Nanming. 。Just now, the two were tricked by Lu Xiaitian's formation. Now that their interests are at stake, Xiang Nanming, as expected, can't hold his temper any longer. 。The towering demon, wielding a giant halberd, shot four black bolts of lightning from within it, charging toward the sword qi released by the banner. 。In an instant, black lightning danced wildly, scattering the azure sword energy released from that flag. 。A bolt of lightning struck the flagpole directly. 。The Blood Demon Blade released by Master Mengshan also took the opportunity to slash towards the battle flag. 。Although they were not the main bodies themselves, these two individuals' strength had already reached the level of a great cultivator. It was quite formidable. 。Although he was an enemy, Lu Xia Tian couldn't help but admire the two old monsters' strange and sharp methods. 。Although the main body hasn't arrived yet, it has reached such a level. Yinxiaozi's emphasis on this Southern Ming matter is certainly not without reason. 。Just as Yin Xiaozi hadn't expected Xiang Nanming to bring another helper. 。The previous five-pole main defensive formations had already been tattered and broken. This Nine Turns Jade Clear Stream Formation was no longer complete. 。At this time, the demon spirits of the Southern Ming Dynasty and that demonic blood soul garment were exerting their full power. They had already blocked the formation of these two old monsters for so long, and now it was about to be destroyed. 。

However, despite seeing the formation about to be destroyed, Lu Xiaoteng didn't make any extra moves. He still controlled a few formation flags, using the power of the formation to suppress Mo Xiangnan's demonic spirit, as well as the power of the Demon Blood Soul Robe. After all, these two old monsters were eager to break the formation and their hasty actions would inevitably result in significant consumption. In the distance, several elders from the Yuan Lao Hui, along with a group of forbidden guards led by Xiang Yuze, were rushing towards this direction.

Apart from Jian Fei-hung and Xiang Yin-shan, whom he had seen once, there were two other men with rather similar faces: a goat-whiskered old man and a powerfully built man with a thick beard who showed off his well-developed arm muscles. 。It seems there are three Grand Cultivators again. The depth of the Xiangshi Imperial Clan's heritage is truly evident. 。oteng fled desperately from the pursuit of two powerful beings. The closer they pressed, the more Lu Xiaoteng darted towards areas with intense spatial fluctuations. However, such places inherently co...