Chapter 1365 Fighting Three Immortal Lords Before Dripping Blood Cliff
Immortal Lords.
"Boom—"
Han Qi's double-headed saber slashed down.
The saber beam tore through the heavens and the earth.
The God Clan Immortal Lord blocking their path sneered and raised a red war spear in his hand.
"Clang—"
Han Qi's saber was blocked.
The God Clan Immortal Lord revealed a faint cold smile and said, "You only have brute force."
As he spoke, his war spear turned into countless golden lights and collided with Han Qi's transformed battle puppet.
After all, he was an Immortal Lord who could easily see through the weaknesses of Han Qi's god-slaying battle puppet.
Both Han Qi and Xiang Lingshuang couldn't fully control their immense power at the moment.
Their strength was far from their peak.
"Buzz!"
A pair of long swords slashed down from above. The God Clan Immortal Lord raised his hand, and the golden vortex on his arms intercepted the longswords.
It was astonishing that he could single-handedly block two god-slaying puppets.
"Bang!"
Han Qi's body was pushed back by the golden light spear, which struck his chest.
He raised the saber in his hand and slashed down again.
This time, the God Clan Immortal Lord revealed a hint of surprise.
His single strike was something even an Immortal Lord of the same level wouldn't dare to face head-on.
How could this guy with an obviously lower cultivation level emerge unscathed?
Little did he know that even if Han Qi and Xiang Lingshuang couldn't fully integrate with the power of the god-slaying battle puppet at the moment, they still possessed the puppet's extraordinary defensive capabilities.
Unless the battle puppet was destroyed in a single blow, they would not be injured.
"Boom—"
When the saber slashed down, the God Clan Immortal Lord retreated rapidly.
The saber beam slashed through the world, dispersing the bloodthirsty aura in the surrounding void.
"Charge!" Han Muye shouted, and Han Qi and Xiang Lingshuang rushed forward without hesitation.
Up ahead, the Blood-Dripping Cliff also noticed the changes in this place, and beams of immortal light ascended.
Han Muye raised his hand, and immortal light flashed, turning into various immortal patterns above his head.
Cheers came from the Dripping Blood Cliff.
"It's Yunlan Sword Immortal!"
"Haha, I knew the sect wouldn't abandon us!"
"Yunlan Sword Immortal is an expert who can suppress the Immortal Burial City."
The information was transmitted through the immortal patterns. Han Muye's gaze landed on the Immortal Lord of the God Clan, who was trying his best to block the flying ship.
If he was alone, Han Muye would choose to attack directly and kill him with Han Qi and Xiang Lingshuang.
If he joined forces with the two God-Slaying Puppets, he was confident that they could take down one Immortal Lord.
However, at this moment, Han Muye's gaze clearly saw three Immortal Lords' auras approaching.
In less than a hundred breaths, the other three Immortal Lords would arrive.
When the four Immortal Lords joined forces, Han Muye, while unafraid, knew that the others on the flying ship would not be able to hold them back.
Moreover, his purpose in coming here was not just to battle an Immortal Lord.
He was here to deliver the formation disk.
As long as the formation disk was set up on the Blood-Dripping Cliff and attracted powerful beings from the Immortal Realm, they could trap the God Clan army and the renegades from the Dao Sects.
"Attack with all your might."
Han Muye shouted, and a green sword appeared in his hand.
Immortal light flashed, sword light condensed, and a thousand-foot-long sword shadow stabbed out.
"Clang—"
The sword beam imprisoned the Immortal Lord.
Taking advantage of this moment, Xiang Lingshuang slashed down with her two swords, slashing at the arms of the God Clan Immortal Lord.
With a cry of pain, the God Clan Immortal Lord turned and fled.
Han Qi let out a long laugh and slashed down with the double-headed saber in his hand, cutting open the blood in front of him and drawing the flying ship behind him to the Dripping Blood Cliff.
In the blood-colored light array on the Dripping Blood Cliff, golden light flashed in Han Muye's hand, illuminating the light array.
"It's Yunlan Sword Immortal, activate the array."
A voice came from the Dripping Blood Cliff.
Then, a golden light screen unfolded and enveloped the flying ship, dragging it into the Dripping Blood Cliff.
When the golden light dissipated, several old men in blood-colored armor were already standing in front of Han Muye.
Elsewhere, Immortal Cultivators covered in blood or looking exhausted, rose to their feet.
Some had unstable auras, while others had pale faces and tattered armor.
"Everyone, I'm late. Seniors, you've suffered." Han Muye bowed.
Their communication had been cut off and there were betrayals from their own sects.
The Dripping Blood Cliff had held out until now thanks to their unwavering determination.
He looked at the several Immortal Lords before him with admiration in his eyes.
Dao Sect, Immortal Lord Jinyu, Immortal Lord Wucheng.
Sword Sect, Immortal Lord Wanling.
Blood Battle Sect's Immortal Lord Taosi and Immortal Lord Zhuliang.
There were also two Immortal Lords presiding over the Dripping Blood Cliff's grand formation. One was heavily injured and recuperating, while the other had been deceived by the Dao Sect and perished beneath the cliff in the past few days.
"Sigh, Yunlan Sword Immortal, if you hadn't come now, we on the Blood-Dripping Cliff might not have held on much longer."
The foremost Immortal Lord Wanling shook his head and sighed.
Below, beams of divine light were already rushing towards them.
When the formation on the Dripping Blood Cliff opened the passage, the God clan took advantage of the situation to come over.
The Immortal Lords looked at each other. Immortal light surged from their bodies, and their expressions were solemn.
It would take a while to close this passageway. Just this moment was a bloody battle.
"Seniors, please don't stay. I'll go and fight for a while."
Han Muye shouted and turned to look at Han Qi and Xiang Lingshuang.
The two of them nodded. Xiang Lingshuang's figure transformed into a thousand-foot-tall golden-armored divine elephant.
His massive four limbs took a step, shattering a beam of divine light.
Han Qi, on the other hand, transformed into a 10,000-foot-long seven-headed dragon sculpture. He flapped his four pairs of wings, and spewed golden flames from his mouth.
As the flames descended, all the divine light within a million feet was suppressed.
This stream of light was empowered by the Mystic Heaven God's Fire and could incinerate all kinds of power.
Han Muye stepped forward, unsheathed his longsword, and unleashed a blue sword light.
The sword light transformed into a long dragon of light tens of thousands of feet away and roared out, killing the God clan whose divine light was suppressed.
Layer by layer of divinity dissipated, turning the bloody world into golden hues.
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