Mu Huaquan's Nascent Soul power fell and hit the protective shield constructed by Yang Haoran using Fantian Seal.
It was like a hammer hitting the thick glass, and the sharp sound spread far away.
Mu Jian'an lay on the ground covered in blood, with a look of despair.
Yang Haoran is finished!
Even he couldn't bear the power. Yang Haoran was only at the peak of the foundation building stage, and could only lead to death.
And now Mu Huaquan is furious and has completely lost his face.
It’s hard to predict whether we can let him go!
If the patriarch Mu Benyi cannot get out of seclusion quickly, things will change for the Mu family this time!
But soon, Mu Jian's eyes widened and he was very excited.
Although Yang Haoran was violently shaken by Mu Huaquan's attack, it did not break the protective shield.
Mu Huaquan exclaimed in surprise.
"Spiritual weapon! What you are holding is a spiritual weapon!"
Only spiritual weapons can block the power of a Nascent Soul.
Moreover, Mu Huaquan truly felt the counter-shock force coming from the protective shield, which was not much weaker than his own strength.
"Haha! A peak at the foundation building stage actually holds a spiritual weapon!
You don't deserve it!
Although spiritual weapons can exert great power, they also consume a huge amount of energy.
It’s definitely not something you can afford in one foundation building period!
I don't believe how long he can stop me!
When I smash your turtle shell and kill you, this spiritual weapon will be mine!"
Mu Huaquan laughed loudly and once again gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to unleash the power of the Nascent Soul.
Yang Haoran was protected by Fan Tianyin's protective shield. Although he was not fatally injured, the shock he received made him extremely uncomfortable.
And the most important thing is that what Mu Huaquan said is right.
The consumption of spiritual weapons is huge, and it is definitely not something he can afford.
As long as Mu Huaquan continues to attack, Fan Tianyin's protective shield will collapse sooner or later!
"Damn Yan Wuya! Why haven't you come yet? You don't have any sense of loyalty!"
Yang Haoran complained while urging the messenger token again.
And it's a continuous push.
Yan Wuya, who was in Fengyi City, squinted his eyes and was quite impatient.
"This kid is done, isn't he?
You can't go there, otherwise this kid will be able to take advantage of you and block him!"
Yan Wuya wiped it with his hand, and a ball of gray light covered his messenger token.
The messenger sign that was originally sending out the Ming Cult suddenly became quiet.
Yan Wuya showed a satisfied smile.
"I feel much better now. I can't delay my weapon refining."
At this time, Yang Haoran was sweating profusely and threw the messenger token out in anger.
"This thing must be broken, what's the use of it?"
With a bang, Mu Huaquan's attack once again landed on the protective shield.
Yang Haoran's body shook and his head felt buzzing.
When I looked up and saw the cracks on the protective shield, as well as the energy that Fan Tianyin was about to run out of, I couldn't help but change my face!
The moment the protective shield is broken, it is the day of his death.
Under the powerful power of Nascent Soul, even his body and mysterious jade bones, which are as strong as magic weapons, cannot withstand it.
There is really a huge gap in strength between the two.
Yang Haoran frowned tightly, a trace of cruelty appeared between his eyebrows.
He also has an innate purple energy from Taoist Zilian, and he doesn't know how powerful it can be.
Although it is not certain, it is the only way he can think of to compete with Mu Huaquan now!
While the protective shield is not completely broken, we can only give it a try!
Otherwise, once the protective shield is completely broken, Yang Haoran will not even have a chance to fight back!
"Old bastard, it was those little bastards who wanted my life, so I killed them.
They are little bastards, you are an old bastard!
Damn it, I'm going to fight you today! Look at my invincible sword energy!"
With a thought in Yang Haoran's mind, he activated the innate purple energy deep in his Dantian.
As the breath of innate purple energy appeared, the situation in the world suddenly changed.
Ah Zi, who was originally silent, exclaimed.
"Innate purple energy! Where did you come from?
Even I didn’t realize that you actually have such a deep background!”
Yang Haoran was not in the mood to pay attention to Ah Zi, but seeing the momentum brought by the innate purple energy gave him great confidence!
"Go to hell!"
Yang Haoran pointed at Mu Huaquan in the sky, and a ray of purple light broke through the protective shield and swept towards Mu Huaquan like a sword.
"Wait a minute, kid...I'm going to wipe it, it's over!"
Ah Zi's words were still a step too late, as the innate purple energy had already been knocked out by Yang Haoran.
Ah Zi paused for a moment at first, then became furious.
"You bastard! Leave that thing to me and it can kill that old bastard.
You are simply trying to get things from heaven, and you have used up this innate purple energy!
The most I can do is give that old boy a little fright and some superficial injuries! What a sin!"
Yang Haoran's mouth twitched: "Then didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Who knew you would start so quickly, and would there be any more?"
"Well, it's the last one."
If it hadn't been for the spiritual thought of Master Zilian to help him gather it, even this innate purple energy would have been gone long ago.
At this moment, Mu Huaquan, who was in the air, suddenly became extremely solemn.
He felt a life and death crisis.
That seemingly ordinary purple light contained a power that could destroy the world.
If he resists forcefully, he will die!
Damn that bastard, how could he emit such terrifying power?
Mu Huaquan was shocked, but he did not wait to die.
His body shape changed rapidly and he kept changing his appearance.
If it is the original innate purple energy, it still contains the spiritual blessing of Zilian Taoist.
Even if Mu Huaquan dodges, it will be of no use.
But now the innate purple energy is only pure energy, a pure ownerless thing, without much spirituality.
Under Mu Huaquan's constant transformation, he was unable to accurately lock onto it.
Just when Mu Huaquan appeared again, the innate purple energy came.
Mu Huaquan also raised his sword in his hand.
However, Mu Huaquan's sword is just a high-grade magical weapon.
No wonder he is jealous of Yang Haoran's spiritual weapon.
With a ding sound, Mu Huaquan swung his sword to block the innate purple energy.
Then there was a click, and Mu Huaquan's sword broke instantly, and then shattered violently.
Mu Huaquan took this opportunity to retreat quickly, but half of the power of the innate purple energy had been used up.
A ball of Nascent Soul's power condensed out again, blocking the innate purple energy for the second time.
There was a muffled sound, and the heaven and earth suddenly exploded, setting off a storm.
The power of the innate purple energy was once again reduced by half.
But he still headed towards Mu Huaquan.
With a ferocious look on his face, Mu Hua punched out and collided with the innate purple energy.
With a bang, the last power of the innate purple energy was completely consumed, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.
Mu Huaquan's fists had blood flowing out, and the clothes on his body exploded violently, letting out a howl.
Even the greatly reduced power of the innate purple energy caused Mu Huaquan to be harmed.