"Okay, let Xiao handle this battle. This... is not a battle that you can get involved in. You guys, leave quickly!"
After finishing his words, Xiao Wujian raised his hand and another stream of powerful true energy was emitted.
The true essence condensed into a ball of blue light, encompassing Su Twelve and the other five people.
Without giving a few people a chance to say anything, Qingguang moved away, forcibly taking several people with him and flying straight to the entrance of the Immortal Tomb.
"Oh? You're a distracted little guy, are you planning on doing your best?"
"It's just that in front of me, even if you try your best, what can you protect?"
‘Ding Shoudian’’s body and aura quickly stabilized amid violent fluctuations.
The contemptuous voice was full of confidence.
As his voice rang out, the body of the giant dragon condensed with evil energy in the air shook and split into two. .??.??
A giant dragon rushed towards Xiao Wukian.
The other one opened its bloody mouth and rushed greedily towards Su Twelve and the five others.
"You have to try to know whether you can protect it or not, right?"
Facing the changes before his eyes, Xiao Wujian looked calm.
As he spoke, the aura around his body increased at an alarming speed.
In the blink of an eye, the breath breaks through the limit of the distraction stage cultivation realm and rushes to the integration stage realm.
An unparalleled force surged out from his body, condensing behind him into a huge figure that was more than ten feet tall, half virtual and half real.
Although the figure was blurry, it could be seen that it looked exactly like Xiao Wukian himself.
A pair of eyes are like copper bells, with clear and firm eyes.
The huge figure stands tall and shrouded in clouds and mist, like a heavenly being descending into the world.
Such signs indicate that the Yuanshen and Nascent Soul have already spontaneously ignited, and are silently gathering momentum within the body.
"The Swordsmanship of Heaven: All Heaven and Earth will be destroyed!"
In an instant, a loud shout resounded throughout the entire Immortal Tomb space.
In an instant, spiritual energy from all directions moved together in the Immortal Tomb space, and quickly condensed in front of Xiao Wujian as if summoned.
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In front of Xiao Wujian, the flying swords of Tian Wen and Wentian, which were originally intertwined and circling, were forcibly merged into one in the air under the blessing of this terrifying spiritual energy, condensing into a brand new flying sword.
The spiritual energy and sword intent on it increased dozens of times in one fell swoop, turning it into a true spiritual treasure-level flying sword.
The moment the brand new flying sword was formed, Xiao Wujian's own body and the huge phantom behind him, which looked like a celestial being descending into the world, also instantly turned into thousands of pure energy, all entering the flying sword.
"Master...!!!"
"Uncle Xiao!!!"
Seeing this scene, Han Yu and Xiao Yue's eyes were about to burst, and they let out mournful cries.
On the side, Su Twelve and others also felt extremely heavy.
Everyone knew what this scene meant.
Xiao Wujian's move was a complete gamble on his lifelong cultivation to be the most powerful sword he could wield.
The flying sword trembled slightly and emitted bursts of sword whistles, as if mourning for its master, and the sword whistles were also filled with sadness.
In the sword light, Xiao Wujian Yuanying quietly emerged.
Nascent Soul was engulfed by the elixir fire and was already extremely weak. No one knew how much pain it was suffering.
But a pair of rice-like eyes were as firm as ever.
In the light of the fire, Yuanying's hand was making sword moves.
"Buzz!"
The entire Immortal Tomb space buzzed, and several tiny space cracks flashed around the space.
The crack flashed past.
Tianwen and the brand new flying sword after the merger of Wentian also shot out of the sky.
The moment the sword moved, the two giant dragons formed by the condensed evil energy in the air were suddenly impacted by countless spiritual sword energy.
Without any resistance, it turned into evil energy again and spread in all directions.
At once
Even the body-protecting aura maintained by the immortal's remaining strength behind Xiao Wukian could not withstand this astonishing power. The sword aura on it moved randomly, and cracks spread rapidly.
If it were not aimed at the resurrected evil demon ahead, this sword could completely break through the body-protecting aura.
A flash of light passed by, and the sword pointed directly at the body and heart of 'Ding Shoudian'.
This sword was not only to protect Su Twelve and his entourage from leaving safely, but also to risk their lives to inflict a heavy blow on the body of 'Ding Shoudian' while the opponent's Nascent Soul's body had not yet fused.
As long as this body is destroyed, even if the evil will is resurrected, it will take a longer time to restore the previous cultivation strength.
In addition, as long as Su Twelve and his party leave, the Immortal Tomb will be closed with the source of divine thunder.
The holy land of cultivating immortals can also have more time to fully prepare for the emergence of evil spirits in the future. .??.??
In the blink of an eye, the sword light flew towards him, and the sharp sword edge took one step forward and cut through the body and heart of 'Ding Shoudian'.
The blood flowed gurglingly, but the flying sword encountered great resistance and stopped in front of him.
"How... is this possible?"
Seeing this scene, Xiao Wujian's Yuanying, who was almost dissipating in the firelight, looked shocked.
The techniques in his hand changed one after another, but they still failed to make the flying sword make any further progress.
"Ho ho... He is indeed a sword cultivator. He has cultivated at the distraction stage, and has been trained at the military level to be able to issue such a sword."
"Your strength actually surprises me!"
"What a pity! I... am not as simple as you imagine with your combined cultivation level."
The flying sword paused, and a strange laughter sounded from the mouth of 'Ding Shoudian'.
His eyes were stern and his face was arrogant, but his expression was filled with respect.
As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and grabbed the flying sword hovering in front of him.
Feijian seemed to feel the crisis, Wu Lun's sword intention and sword energy scattered, vowing to break through the opponent's palm.
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r> But that hand, wrapped in evil energy, was like a spiritual treasure with the highest defense, and was not affected at all.
On the contrary, evil spirits kept invading the flying sword and assimilating the pure spiritual power within it.
"You...have already refined the body of 'Ding Shoudian'?!"
Xiao Wukian's Nascent Soul trembled suddenly, as if he thought of something, his hand movements stopped abruptly, and his eyes showed deep despair.
"How could I show up so easily if I wasn't completely sure?"
"Little guy, you... tried your best! But you are doomed to fail!"
'Ding Shoudian' said indifferently, and the evil force in his hand increased. The flying sword in his tight hand seemed to be unable to withstand the huge force, and tiny cracks slowly appeared on it.
Under the crack, Wu Lun's sword intent kept escaping, which showed how powerful this move was.
The sword's intention continued to impact, and it did not have any impact on 'Ding Shoudian'.
However, after Xiao Wujian's blow, he was weak. The evil energy in Ding Shoudian's body continued to flow.
Even if the flying sword has reached the spiritual treasure level, it is only a matter of time before it is destroyed.
Xiao Wujian's expression was gloomy and he said no more. Under the burning of the pill fire, his life had reached the last moment.
He just slowly turned his head and looked at Su Twelve and his party, his eyes showing worry and guilt.
At this time, the group of people was still some distance away from the entrance of the Immortal Tomb.
The sword he spent his whole life cultivating failed to seriously injure the opponent, let alone delay it for any length of time.
Next, one can imagine the situation that Su Twelve and his party will find themselves in.
"Master...!"
Han Yu's eyes always stayed on Xiao Wujian's dissipated Nascent Soul. He was so sad that he couldn't care about his own situation.
"Elder Wang, Senior Liu, what should we... do now?"
Lin Hezhou glanced at Su Twelve and Liu Hua, with only despair on their faces.