Black mist spread out from Taoist Xuan Sen's body, and the air around him twisted. Two ghostly hands slowly formed behind his back, releasing a terrifying sense of oppression.
The surrounding ghosts were wailing and howling, as if tens of thousands of ghosts were howling in unison. This place seemed to have instantly become a living hell.
"Peak of the Dustless Realm!"
Bai Rourou's expression changed immediately. She instantly knew how terrifying the other party's strength was. With such a powerful strength, he was unrestrained and domineering. He definitely belonged to an expert of that level.
In the Zhuge family, there were many middle-aged geniuses. Countless people were stuck in this realm and could not advance an inch in their lives.
After this realm.
That was the Spirit Returning Realm, where one could manipulate the spiritual energy of the world for one's own use and condense it into a special cultivation technique or combat skill according to one's own ideas.
Only top geniuses could enter.
Zhang Zhiwei stared at the ghost claw opposite him. The Dharmic powers in his body surged, and a layer of golden light appeared on the surface of his body. That was his protective Dharmic powers.
A huge demon-subduing Dharma slowly appeared behind him. The Dharma was majestic, like a judge in hell. It wore a seven-star hat and held a magic sword.
These two hall masters had released the Three Fiendish Thrones, causing the deaths of countless people in Jiuquan Town. They had infected the outside world with the fiendish aura and caused the deaths of tens of thousands of people.
He treated life as grass.
He deserved to be killed!
He deserved to be killed!
Should be destroyed!
In the past, Zhang Zhiwei only knew about the evil cult members from the records. Now that he had actually encountered them, he realized that these evil cult members were even more evil than he had imagined.
"Kill them!"
Zhang Zhiwei roared in a low voice, like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.
The entire church shook violently.
The Concealment Magic Image behind him bloomed with boundless divine light. The light was so dazzling that it was difficult to open one's eyes.
"Return to Dust realm peak? As expected of a Daozi! If I kill you and refine you into a puppet, then the Dao will disappear! Hahaha!"
Daoist Xuan Sen's expression changed, and then he sneered.
"Go to hell!"
The two huge ghost claws on his back rapidly grew. The black fog on the ghost claws burned like flames, and the surrounding air boiled. It carried a power that seemed to be able to pick up the stars and the moon. It wanted to kill Zhang Zhiwei with absolute power.
The ghost claw collided with the huge ambush spell, and an earth-shaking force erupted.
"This Zhang Zhiwei is indeed terrifying. As expected of the Dao Child of Mount Longhu. He has reached such a level at such a young age. No wonder the First Elder asked us to refine the Mother-Child Magic Sword and keep him here!”
Daoist Xuan Yin's face darkened.
He came to the side of the Third Fiend Seat and chanted a spell. A layer of black fog appeared between his hands and completely wrapped around his palms.
Immediately after.
He stretched both his hands into the Third Fiend Seat and took out the Mother-Child Magic Sword.
To deal with Zhang Zhiwei.
Bai Rourou watched this scene worriedly from the side. Her heart was in her throat.
After all, she was not a powerhouse of the Dustless State.
He could only watch from the side.
"Boom!"
The terrifying power collided fiercely.
There was a gust of wind in the surroundings, and powerful magic power spread in all directions. The buildings beside the church instantly had shocking dents.
This was completely affected by the aftershock of their attack.
In the middle of the battlefield, dust was flying all over the sky, and black fog pervaded the air. Nothing could be seen clearly.
"Boom!"
Not long after, Taoist Xuan Sen flew out of the cave, leaving a long dent in the ground. He only managed to stabilize himself after he retreated more than ten meters.
"Why is this guy so terrifying?”
Daoist Xuan Sen still had lingering fear.
Just now, he had a life and death battle with Zhang Zhiwei.
The Demon Subduing Dharma Idol on his back was too powerful against him. It could purify his black fog.
Moreover, Zhang Zhiwei's strength was even more profound and endless than his own in terms of magic power.
He was no match for him in terms of magic power, and he was also restrained in terms of cultivation techniques. That was why the scene in front of him had happened.
He was easily defeated by Zhang Zhiwei. It was too embarrassing.
"Zhang Daozi is so powerful!"
Bai Rourou's eyes lit up.
She could tell that Zhang Zhiwei and Taoist Xuan Sen were both powerhouses at the peak of the Dustless State. However, Zhang Zhiwei was obviously much stronger than his opponent. He was completely overpowered by his strength.
"Xuan Sen, did you suffer?" The Dark Yin Taoist slowly pulled out the mother-child sword, and a dazzling sword light instantly shone from the sword.
He slowly walked up to Daoist Xuan Sen and asked with a smile.
"This Zhang Zhiwei is indeed a young monster. To be able to have such a deep foundation and magic power at such a young age, he is extremely talented!”
Daoist Xuan Sen couldn't help but admire him.
How old was he now?
He was now in his sixties, cultivating the evil sect's cultivation method, and his speed was three times that of an ordinary person. With this, he could reach the peak of the Dustless Realm at this age and become a hall master.
How old is Zhang Zhiwei?
He was in his early twenties, yet he was stronger than him. This kind of monstrous genius had to be killed, whether it was to release the Ghost Commander or for the White Lotus Society.
If he didn't kill such a person, it would be a huge threat to the White Lotus Society.
Perhaps the White Lotus Society would be destroyed in the future.
"Catch!"
The mother-child spell in Taoist Xuan Yin's hand suddenly split into two.
One was long and the other was short.
The sword body flickered with a cold and fierce light. As it flipped, a sword qi tore through the void and flashed past.
This was a mother-child magic sword, so it was naturally divided into a child sword and a mother sword. The child sword was shorter, while the mother sword was longer. Only after splitting could it display its greatest effect.
"You use the child sword to restrain him, and I'll use the mother sword to attack from another direction. No matter what, we have to get rid of Zhang Zhiwei today.”
Daoist Xuan Yin sent a mental message to Daoist Xuan Sen.
"Good!"
Daoist Xuan Sen took the child sword.
The sword let out a sword hum, and a stream of sword qi cut through the air, piercing through the stone pillar not far away.
"Good sword!"
With the Child Sword, his strength could not be compared to the past. He had become even stronger.
The two of them basically didn't discuss much, and everything was arranged by Taoist Xuan Yin.
"Yes!"
Daoist Xuan Yin retracted his terrifying gaze.
He had the appearance of an eagle looking at a wolf, and his gaze when looking at people carried a trace of ruthlessness.
"Daozi Zhang Zhiwei!"
Taoist Xuan Sen glanced at Zhang Zhiwei with a sharp expression and roared," Today is the day you die!”
Daoist Xuan Sen poured his Dharmic powers into the child sword in his hand. The child sword was instantly filled with black mist, forming rings of black mist that emitted the wails of countless creatures.
This was because his magic power still carried a thick baleful aura and resentment, which had harmed countless people. Therefore, it would occasionally emit the wailing of ghosts.
"If you want to take my life, you have to see if you have the ability!!”
Zhang Zhiwei's gaze was calm.
These two swords were extremely similar to the legendary Mother-Child Swords. In the records of Mao Mountain, the Mother-Child Swords were considered top-notch magic tools that could increase one's strength by more than 50%.
However,
He was fearless!
Because he was Zhang Zhiwei!
"Lightning Palm, kill!"
As Zhang Zhiwei flipped his palm, blue lightning gathered in his palm. With a loud boom, a blue lightning bolt tore through the void and attacked Taoist Xuan Sen, forcing him back.
"Zhang Zhiwei, go to hell!"
The Black Yin Taoist rushed over with the mother sword in his hand. The black mist surged in the sky, and the mother sword let out a loud sword cry.
Terrifying sword qi exploded out. It was dense and dense like ten thousand arrows shot at the same time. They wanted to tear Zhang Zhiwei into pieces at very tricky angles.
"Five Lightning Technique!"
At this point, Zhang Zhiwei had no choice but to use all his strength to circulate the Dharmic powers in his body.
He opened his fingers.
Streaks of white electric arcs circled around him.
It was jumping around him, and it became his most natural barrier. No matter how many Sword Qi there were, they couldn't break through this white lightning, let alone hurt Zhang Zhiwei.
"Boom!"
Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his left hand, and white electric arcs gathered in his palm.
He slapped down hard.
Immediately after.
The thunderbolts that filled the sky followed his movements, like the pouring of the Milky Way, exploding with earth-shattering power and bombarding Taoist Xuan Yin.
Taoist Xuan Yin's expression changed drastically. He held the mother sword and tried his best to block the attack. His magic power caused intense friction, but he still couldn't block it completely. He was sent flying by the attack.
A deep pit appeared on the ground, and it was unknown whether Daoist Xuan Yin was dead or alive.
"How is that possible?"
Xuan Sen's expression changed.
He did not expect that even the mother-child magic sword could not deal with Zhang Zhiwei.
"Profound Yin!"
Xuan Sen roared like a wounded beast as he charged over with a towering hatred.
"I'll kill you!"
Taoist Xuan Sen raised his sword high and released sword Qi that filled the sky. The black fog that filled the sky suddenly condensed into a huge black sword Qi that was more than three meters long.
Zhang Zhiwei waved his sleeve and the Five Thunder Technique erupted. The white lightning that filled the sky was controlled by him, and it was as if the Milky Way in the sky was pouring down.
The sword Qi and the white lightning collided violently, causing a huge explosion. With a bang, the white light that filled the sky drowned the entire place.
"Puff!"
Taoist Xuan Sen spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out of the white light. The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with horror.
Zhang Zhiwei had defeated him with absolute strength. Even though he had a bottle of top-notch magic tools, it was useless.
"Ah!"
Taoist Xuan Yin rushed out of the ground, his hair disheveled and his face battered.
The two of them looked at each other.
Now, they realized that Zhang Zhiwei was stronger than they had imagined.
Even if the two of them worked together, they might not be able to kill him. Moreover, Zhang Zhiwei had been staring at them. They might even be left here.
"What should we do now?" Daoist Xuan Sen asked.
The Taoist Xuan Yin remained silent, his eyes becoming sharper and more terrifying. After a long time, he said,"Detonate the Third Fiendish Seat and gain a chance of survival!”
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