Yuan Ming made a key point, and Hou Tufeng's entire body lit up with a ball of yellow light, which shot out of the air and hit Xizheng with great force.
An extremely powerful pressure fell from the sky, and Xi Zheng's figure was shaken, almost unable to stand.
Although Xi Zheng was not weak in cultivation, the Xi family was not known for their Dharma cultivation, and he did not have a very powerful magic weapon in his hand. He immediately turned his hand and locked the silver door, trying to summon the silver door again to escape.
When Yuan Ming saw this, how could he let him escape a second time and activate the Soul-Destroying Sword earlier?
The silver door had just been formed, and the curse, consciousness-killing, and blood-curdling rune attacks arrived first.
Xi Zheng's pupils contracted, he immediately stopped casting the spell and punched out.
A bloody light flashed behind him, and the bloody giant appeared again, punching out with the same punch.
A huge bloody fist shot out, defeating the curse, consciousness-killing, and blood-crazed attacks.
Not only that, the bloody fist also hit Hou Tufeng, and with a shocking loud noise, Houtu Peak was knocked away.
Yuan Ming had a look of surprise on his face. What kind of magical power did Xizheng's bloody giant have? Not only could he cast illusions, but he also had such terrifying attack power!
An abnormal blush flashed across Xi's face and disappeared immediately, but it could not escape Yuan Ming's sight.
Yuan Ming activated the curse, consciousness-destruction, and blood-crazed runes again.
Three invisible forces shot out and attacked Xi Zheng from three directions.
Xi Zheng secretly scolded Yuan Ming for being cunning, but he did not dare to let the three invisible forces get close to him. He controlled the bloody giant's arms to strike out left and right, and wiped out the three invisible forces again.
Thunderbolts sounded, and the figures of Yuan Ming and Lei Yu disappeared in the distance and appeared not far in front of Xizheng.
Yuan Ming drew the secret, golden light flashed above his head, and a Thousand Treasure Sutra Tower emerged.
Seven or eight magic weapons were shot out from it, including the Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear, the Immortal Killing Sword, the Thunder God's Hammer and other imitation magic weapons. The rest were also nine-rune magic weapons, and they were all shot at Xizheng.
Each magic weapon burst out with frightening fluctuations, and the void shook.
Xi Zheng hurriedly picked up a roll of red gauze and turned it into a thick red gauze curtain to protect her body.
Yuan Ming's face was expressionless, and he stirred up the roots of the immortal tree.
The void inside the red gauze fluctuated, and two black tree roots emerged out of thin air and pierced into Xi Zheng's body.
"Clang" sounded twice!
Xi Zheng's body was so tough that even the roots of the immortal tree could not penetrate it. It only penetrated a few inches and then stopped. It did not cause much damage at all and only shed a little blood.
"This Xi Zheng is actually an individual practitioner!"
Yuan Ming muttered silently in his heart, but did not pay attention. He controlled the main soul in the white jade lotus platform and hit the white flames above again.
Just now, the roots of the immortal tree hit Yuzheng, and he once again used his magical power of mutual fate.
There was a soft sound of "chi", and the main soul was seriously injured by the white flames. Xizheng's soul also suffered the same damage.
"Ah..." Xi Zheng snorted miserably, and the bloody giant behind him suddenly dispersed, and the red gauze around him became extremely dim.
Magic weapons such as the Purple Star Nine Dragon Spear, the Immortal Killing Sword, and the Thunder God's Hammer flew over and hit the red veil.
Although the red gauze scarf was of extraordinary quality, it could not block so many imitation spiritual treasures and was torn to pieces amidst the sound of cracking silk.
Yuzheng behind the veil was also knocked away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
A piece of armor made of blood appeared around him at some point, and it didn't look like he had suffered much damage.
Yuan Ming gritted his teeth, and before his soul could recover, he moved closer to the white flame again.
Xi Zheng's head was in severe pain again, and his soul was severely damaged again.
Not only that, three invisible forces fell down and hit his body, which were curse, consciousness-destruction, and blood-curdling rune attacks.
There was a "buzz" in Xizheng's head, and his vision fell into endless darkness. The flow of energy, blood, and mana suddenly accelerated several times, and they began to become chaotic as they collided with each other. His cultivation level dropped sharply.
Yuan Ming raised his hand again, and another seven or eight magic weapons shot out from the Qianbao Sutra Tower, roaring towards him.
"Damn it, what's the origin of this man? He has so many tricks, it's impossible to guard against him!" A look of fear appeared on Xi's face. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into a ball of blood and flooded his body.
Whoosh!
The blood light turned into a sky-shattering rainbow and shot into the distance at an astonishing speed, disappearing at the end of the sky in an instant.
Yuan Ming took back the Qianbao Sutra Pillar and several magic weapons, but did not pursue them.
No matter what, Xi Zheng is Xi Ying's father, and it is impossible for him to really fight to the death with him.
Moreover, he activated the three runes of Curse, Consciousness Destruction, and Blood Frenzy one after another. The already meager power of the soul was almost exhausted, and he needed time to adjust his breathing.
Yuan Ming adjusted his breathing slightly and was about to fly back to Fangshi for a look. Suddenly he turned his head and looked at the woods on the right: "Fellow Taoist has arrived, why bother hiding."
Green light surged on a towering tree in the woods, slowly condensing into a figure, it was Lord Evil Eye.
"It's you!" Yuan Ming's eyes moved.
"Haha, Yuan Dao's friendly tactics can actually make Xi Zheng run away with his head in his arms. He is indeed the God of the Dark Moon." Lord Xieyan said with a smile while stroking his palms.
Yuan Ming's heart sank, but his face remained calm: "What do you mean by this?"
Lord Xieyan stared at Yuan Ming closely, his eyes gleaming with black light.
This is a secret technique of detection, which can determine the truth and falsehood of what the other party says through the fluctuation of the other party's soul.
Venerable Xieyan remained calm on his face, but he let out a sigh in his heart. He had failed in his previous infallible exploration of the secrets, and was unable to detect the authenticity of Yuan Ming's words.
As for the reason for the failure, it was strange. It turned out to be that Yuan Ming's soul wave was too weak.
"Your Excellency, are you here to avenge Xizheng and Ximen Rui? In that case, let's take action, just in time to let Yuan learn the methods of the two great sages of the Wuyue Sect!" Yuan Ming was keenly aware of the abnormality of the venerable Evil Eye.
The soul-destroying sword appeared in front of him, and the sword energy was suffocating.
"Revenge? How could it be possible? What does it have to do with me whether Ximen Rui and Xi are alive or dead? I'm very lucky to meet fellow Taoist Yuan today, and I'll see you later." Lord Xieyan laughed, and after bowing to Yuan Ming, he turned into
A black light shot into the distance and disappeared into the sky within a few breaths.
Yuan Ming looked into the distance and remained silent.
It seems that Lord Evil Eye has also recognized him, and the disguise of the blood and bone mask is no longer reliable for the Nascent Soul Stage monks.
Moreover, the Wuyue Sect's investigation of the Mingyue Sect seems to have been very in-depth, and they even suspect that they are the God of the Mingyue, so they need to take precautions early.
With this thought in his mind, Yuan Ming flew towards Fangshi.
The large formations in Fang City have stopped operating, and the war has ceased.
The monks of the Senluo sect disappeared, leaving behind three corpses, one of which was Xing Rong, and the other two were two monks in the alchemy stage.
There were no casualties on Pansi Island, and everyone looked happy.
Many Pansi Island monks appeared out of nowhere in Fang City, and Luo Zhu was directing them to be busy in various places in Fang City.
Xiying stood calmly at the entrance of Fangshi, her clothes not stained.
"What's the situation now?" Yuan Ming suddenly appeared beside Xiying.
"As you can see, the Senluo Sect's people have been repelled, and the Xiaoyin Mountain spiritual veins belong to Pansi Island, but the Senluo Sect may not be willing to do so," Xiying said.
Yuan Ming nodded. He had completed his promise to Luo Spider. He didn't bother to care about what would happen to the Little Silver Mountain spiritual veins next.
"How's it going over there?" Xiying asked.
"Ximen Rui has been killed by me, but unfortunately the body was taken away by Senior Xizheng and could not be retrieved," Yuan Ming said.
"Did you fight against my father?" Xiying looked Yuan Ming up and down and said suddenly.
"Your father has a strange ability to transform into spirits. I almost suffered a big loss, so I had no choice but to scare him away with a heavy blow. I hope you won't blame me," Yuan Ming said.
"My father was won over by the Wuyue Sect. He is obsessed with it and is quite determined. It may not be easy to persuade him to turn back." Xiying shook her head and sighed.
Yuan Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xiying didn't blame him, and then asked Xi Zheng about his soul cultivation ability.
He also understood at this moment that the black shadow from before was the incarnation of Xi Zheng's soul.
"The name of my father's soul is Heijialuo. It is a rare ferocious beast in Mobei. It has the ability to devour the seven emotions. It is very difficult to deal with. People who are sucked away by Heijialuo will become puppets.
Under the control of my father." Xiying did not hide anything and said in detail.
Yuan Ming's expression was stagnant. He just asked casually. Unexpectedly, Xiying directly told Xizheng's soul cultivation ability in detail.
"I'm just curious, you don't need to go into detail." He said with a wry smile.
"I know my father's character very well. He is resolute to the point of being stubborn. If we cannot defeat him completely, he will not listen to us seriously. Only you can do this," Xiying said seriously.
Yuan Ming hesitated and said nothing. He had played with Xizheng before and was quite aware of Xizheng's strength. It was not difficult to defeat him.
It's just that Xi Zheng is Xiying's father. If he defeats the opponent repeatedly, he will definitely make him disgusted and even hate himself. This is not a good thing.
"Don't worry, I make my own decisions. My father and family can't influence me." A blush flashed across Xiying's face, obviously seeing the reason for Yuan Ming's hesitation.
"Okay, I'll figure this out." Yuan Ming nodded and said.
"Is there anything else you want to ask about my father?" Xiying's expression quickly returned to calm and she said.
"Your father can also summon a bloody giant with astonishing attack power. What kind of magical power is this?" Yuan Ming asked again.
"That's my father's magical power of physical cultivation, the true body of Xuegang." Xiying said.
"Xue Gang's true body? What is that?" Yuan Ming was stunned.
"I don't know much about physical cultivation. I heard my father briefly mention it before. After physical cultivation reaches a certain level, the power of qi and blood will begin to transform and turn into blood. After reaching the body of all things, with the powerful blood
Using Gang as the foundation, it can be condensed into the infinitely powerful Blood Gang True Body." Xiying said after thinking for a while.
"His physical cultivation level has reached the body of all things?" Yuan Ming was very surprised.
Judging from the previous battles, Yuzheng's physical strength is not very strong.
"No, my father's physical training has only reached the peak of the body. He practices the Xi family's Emperor's Conferred God Fist. With a rare treasure, he can temporarily condense the emperor's true body. It is more powerful than the real Xuegang true body.
Much inferior." Xiying shook his head.
"Qiye, is this true? Can the body of all phenomena condense the true body of Xuegang?" Yuan Ming sent a message to ask Qiye.
It's not that he doesn't believe Xiying, he just wants to know more clearly.