Chapter 1129: 446: Fuyao Wind!
Great Masters Clash, White Hair Demonstrates Power (5K Monthly Ticket Request)_3 Chapter 1129: 446: Fuyao Wind!
Great Masters Clash, White Hair Demonstrates Power (5K Monthly Ticket Request)_3 The thunder sounded like tens of thousands of chariots rumbling, heart-stopping and terrifying, with countless lightning strikes one after another, like a whip covered in fire relentlessly lashing all the Evil Cultivators.
All this might sound slow, but in reality, the two had struck in the blink of an eye, almost simultaneously with Chen Dengming and the others dodging.
The next moment.
There was a deafening “boom,” and the whole world seemed to tremble violently.
In the sky, endless shockwaves mixed with terrifying thunderbolts spread outward, making the scene appear as if it were the end of the world.
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The fierce vigor wrapped up the gale and spilled onto the ground, immediately causing many hills to shake, and trees to bend over, falling to one side.
In the sky, numerous Outer Realm Evil Cultivators, who had just flown out of the Immortal’s gateways, were like birds with broken wings, shaken from the sky and plummeting to the ground.
However, the ferocious onslaught was blocked single-handedly by the Demon Lord Mo Luo.
He merely pinched a magic gesture, and immense Dao Force abruptly stirred up a gust of wind.
This wind was initially weak, but it turned ferocious the moment it came into contact with the strong onslaught, overturning meteors and transforming into a tornado-like violent wind that rose spirally, trapping all the incoming meteors and lightning.
Rumbling—
The hurricane entrapped all attacks within it, unable to escape, even spinning at high speed to form a massive fire tornado, rushing back towards Lu Xiucheng and the other.
Immortal Technique—Rising Wind!
At that moment, Qu Shenzong roared as he charged forward, dodging the hurricane.
The Heavenly Dao Halberd, driven by terrifying thunderbolts, seemed to burst half of the sky, with a massive amount of thunderbolts directly striking at Qingmingzi and a large number of Evil Cultivators.
Qingmingzi’s expression was solemn.
Suddenly, his sleeves billowed, and the moment he raised his hands to pinch a magic gesture, his whole body was enveloped in green light, the air around him growing restless.
One could faintly hear countless voices praying and shouting within the green light, filled with high fighting spirit.
Incense Fire Dao!
A huge circle of light expanded in all directions as he pushed out with his hands, instantly enveloping the incoming thunderbolts within its range, swallowing them up in an instant.
Only a few lightning arcs, too fast to disperse, hit some Outer Realm Evil Cultivators, instantly paralyzing their bodies and causing them to fall from the high sky.
All this happened incredibly fast.
On the ground, Chen Dengming and the others only felt several overwhelming and terrifying pressures descending from the sky, followed by a fierce burst of light and heat in the sky.
The strength and high temperature of that light and heat momentarily raised the ground temperature significantly.
What followed was a sound like continuous thunderclap salvos spreading, deafening.
Many Nascent Soul True Monarchs watched the heart-stopping combat above their heads, trembling in their minds, feeling a wave of palpitations; their many years of cultivation seemed to falter at that moment.
This was the instinctual thrill of terror on a physiological and psychological level that a weak person feels when facing a powerful opponent who could take their life at any moment.
Only those who are truly on such a battlefield of strong opponents can fully experience that sense of horror, even Nascent Soul True Monarchs could feel a terror that if they were accidentally caught in the crossfire, they might suffer severe injuries or lose their lives.
This terror was something that, no matter how one imagined or comforted themselves before coming to the battlefield, was utterly unimaginable.
Many Nascent Soul True Monarchs had not yet fully awakened from the terrifying exchange of the strong opponents.
Chen Dengming, however, had already awoken with a state of mind beyond ordinary, his long howl resounding like a dragon’s chant in a deep valley, echoing in everyone’s hearts.
“Kill!”
Chen Dengming’s eyes condensed with a chill, his white hair flying about, he suddenly pulled his bow and shot an arrow, the Soul Fetching Bow and Rod bursting with dark light, facing the terrifying pressure overhead, instantly releasing the bowstring.
Whoosh—
A Nascent Soul Soul Arrow, like a stream tinged with treasure-blue light, flashed by in an instant, entering the void.
The arrow, like a streak of light, had not even touched the ground from the air, and an Outer Realm female Cultivator was instantly slain mid-air.
The Nascent Soul Soul Arrow emerged from the void, instantly piercing through her body, exploding into a burst of blood, blasting a large hole in her chest, and her Divine Spirit was viciously snatched away and devoured by the ferocious maw of the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow.
In the next instant, the arrow light once again entered the void, continuing to target the next, a Nascent Soul Elder whose complexion drastically changed.
“Get lost!”
The Nascent Soul elder swiftly summoned his magic treasure for defense, and a protective shield emerged around his robe.
However, the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow momentarily vanished into the void, bypassing his magic treasure defense and striking his shield.
“Clang!”
The air expanded, wind burst forth, and the shield instantly collapsed, with the elder’s robe fluttering around like tattered cloth in the fierce wind.
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Yet, with this buffer, the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow was also deflected.
Blood trickled from the corner of the elder’s mouth, his expression one of horror as he attempted to retreat.
Whoosh!
Another Nascent Soul Soul Arrow emerged abruptly from the void and instantaneously pierced his forehead.
The elder’s Nascent Soul Divine Spirit screamed as it flew out, only to be instantly caught and taken away by the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow.
In a flash, both a Golden Core and a Nascent Soul fell simultaneously, an astonishing scene that immediately drew the attention of many Outer Realm Evil Cultivators falling from the sky.
As many turned their gazes and Divine Sensory in that direction, they saw an elderly Cultivator with white hair continually shooting arrows.
With each arrow released, a terrifyingly dangerous aura exuded, indicative of the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow.
Almost in the next moment, another Cultivator would die, their life harvested away.
“Is it him!?”
“It is him!
The third on the must-kill list, Longevity Sect Leader, Fighting Longevity Monarch, Chen Baimao!”
Many of the Outer Realm Evil Cultivators instantly felt their hair stand on end as they recognized the identity of the archer.
“Sect Leader!”
“Well done, Sect Leader!”
The fellow Nascent Soul True Monarchs barely blinked before they came to their senses and witnessed Chen Dengming’s feat of instantly killing numerous Outer Realm Evil Cultivators.
Suddenly recovering from the shock, they shouted in unison, their blood boiling as they joined the fight to relentlessly attack their vulnerable enemies.
Whoosh—
The same Nascent Soul Soul Arrow that had killed the elder flew back to Chen Dengming’s side.
He raised his hand to catch it, the Nascent Soul Soul Arrow landed on the bowstring, ready to be drawn into an arrow again, exuding a fierce killing intent, while the elder’s Nascent Soul Divine Spirit was instantly sucked into the end of the Soul Fetching Bow and Rod, waiting to be refined into the next Soul Arrow.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
More Nascent Soul Soul Arrows returned, carrying both Golden Core Divine Spirits and Nascent Soul Divine Spirits, creating a scene of wails and horrors that made one’s heart tremble.
“Longevity Sect Leader!”
In the sky, two Daoists from Phoenix Cry, unaffected by the intervention of the great powers, quickly identified Chen Dengming’s identity from his actions across various battlefields.
He was one of their targets.
Huangyun’s beautiful eyes intently watched the awe-inspiring Chen Dengming and spoke flatly, “This man indeed possesses some strength, Fengqi, is it up to you, or shall I handle it?”…
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