Although he was extremely unwilling, Zhao Hucheng knew that he had to make a decision.
He suppressed the hatred in his heart and controlled three golden rings to explode one after another.
The three golden rings self-destructed, instantly destroying the water prison that surrounded him. He took the opportunity to escape towards the outside of the formation.
Seeing this, Xu Chunniang activated the formation flag in her hand, causing the formation to change again, condensing a huge water dragon more than ten feet long, chasing him endlessly.
The water dragon's entire body was composed of rich water aura. It walked on the wind with its four claws. There was lightning flashing in its eyes. When it opened its mouth, it spit out the cold frost breath that turned into ice when it met the water, blocking Zhao Hucheng's path.
When Zhao Hucheng felt the coldness, his feet were already sealed by thick layers of ice and he could not move at all.
He stared angrily, and a ball of light orange elixir fire emerged from his dantian, winding downwards and burning towards the ice.
Shuilong raised his head and made a thunderous roar, then thunder suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he shot out two purple thunderbolts, striking straight towards Zhao Hucheng.
Zhao Hucheng shouted sharply and quickly took out the cloud light handkerchief, a protective treasure.
When the Yun Guang Pa appeared for the first time, it was only the size of a palm. In a short while, it transformed into a cloud pa of the size of a canopy, which was ready to meet the lightning.
However, during this distraction, the elixir fire that competed with the ice gradually extinguished, and the ice on his feet took the opportunity to enter, sealing it all the way to his knees.
In desperation, Zhao Hucheng had no choice but to use more elixir fire to try to dissolve the ice.
However, the water dragon refused to give him this opportunity. The thunder kept hitting the cloud handkerchief, and at the same time, the wind blew under its claws, emitting a sharp aqua-blue light, and clawed hard towards where he was.
Zhao Hucheng was struck by thunder above and ice below, so he couldn't take care of both.
At this moment, I was attacked by the water dragon's claws. I was so frightened that I had to use magic to form several barriers to reach it.
However, under the claws of the water dragon, these layers of barriers were like paper, and were shattered in an instant, turning into little bits of aura.
The dragon's claw stretched forward, leaving five toe marks on his body that were deep enough to show bone.
Zhao Hucheng was severely injured, his face suddenly turned as white as paper, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The cloud-light handkerchief above his head was crumbling, and the power of thunder was overflowing. The ice between his knees was even worse, and it had already spread to his thighs.
Under the fierce attack of this water dragon, he was retreating steadily!
We can't delay it any longer, otherwise he will really explain it here.
Zhao Hucheng took a deep breath. No matter how he moved, the cloud light handkerchief above his head suddenly burst into a burst of brilliant rays of light, temporarily forcing all the thunder back.
Taking advantage of Yun Guangpa's turning point, his spirit hugged the black tower in his dantian without hesitation, rolled up the storage ring and fled through the sky, abandoning his trapped and damaged body.
Zhao Hucheng thought very clearly that the body is just a shell and should be discarded.
As long as the soul escapes smoothly and finds a body again in the future, it will one day be able to return to the golden elixir stage and take revenge.
Xu Chunniang noticed the other party's movements and her eyes were slightly cold.
The two of them are fighting each other now, and they have become a mortal enemy. They cannot allow the other party to escape, leaving behind a serious problem.
A simple mirror appeared out of thin air. It was the soul-fixing mirror that Xu Chunniang had seldom used since she got it.
If you want to use this mirror, you must be fed by your spiritual consciousness in order to exert its effect.
Xu Chunniang sacrificed this mirror not only to damage part of his spiritual consciousness, but also to destroy his soul.
Several rays of misty light appeared from the mirror, shining towards Zhao Hucheng's soul.
Zhao Hucheng's soul was illuminated by one of the mirrors, and let out a sharp scream. The scream was full of pain and uneasiness.
Feeling that the power of the soul was flowing away, at this time, he still had the slightest bit of aloof mentality as a golden elixir monk.
Once the soul is gone, he will die completely.
"Why do you need to kill all your Taoist friends? You and I have no grievances. I am willing to give all my belongings to my Taoist friends as an apology. I just want to let my soul have a way to live."
Zhao Hucheng's soul became weaker and weaker, and he regretted it.
If he had known that this female foundation-building cultivator was so difficult to deal with, why would he bother to provoke her?
Even if he betrayed Zhan Yingluo, he would at most be hunted down by the Zhan family. If he had changed his place and identity, he would still be a noble Jindan monk.
"I would like to swear with my Taoist heart that as long as my Taoist friends spare my life, I will take a detour from you in this life and will never dare to have the slightest intention of revenge."
However, in the face of Zhao Hucheng's begging for mercy, Xu Chunniang's expression did not waver at all.
If their positions were reversed, and it was her who was facing a life-and-death crisis at this moment, he might think she didn't die quickly enough.
People who kill people will always kill them, and they will all take the blame on themselves.
She put away the soul-fixing mirror, turned her spiritual consciousness into a blade, and slashed towards his soul.
With each beheading, Zhao Hucheng's spirit became dimmed, and his begging for mercy became smaller and smaller.
Seeing that no matter how he begged for mercy, the female cultivator remained unmoved, Zhao Hucheng knew that his death was certain, so he couldn't help but laugh miserably, and his begging for mercy turned into curses.
"Since I have become a golden elixir, I am a person of merit and virtue. You, a little Foundation-Building monk, rely on your good fortune to kill everyone like this. Aren't you afraid of incurring revenge from the inner demons and God?"
Xu Chunniang is awe-inspiring and has no fear. So what about golden elixir and foundation building? They are both Taoists, but their realms are different.
Faced with someone who wants to kill her, is there any reason to let the tiger go back to the mountains?
No matter how unwilling Zhao Hucheng was, he could only watch with grief and anger as his soul was wiped out, until it finally disappeared completely between heaven and earth.
Without his noise, the surroundings were finally peaceful.
The water dragon in the formation lost its barrier and gradually melted into the four elements of spiritual energy. The ice that froze Zhao Hu's body quietly melted and faded without knowing when.
After Xu Chunniang's consciousness captured Zhao Hucheng's Yuan Shen and died, the remaining two storage rings and the black tower picked up the cloud light handkerchiefs and formation flags scattered on the ground.
Then he curled his fingers and flicked out a flash of fire, turning his remaining body into dust.
At this point, Zhao Hucheng and Zhan Fu were both removed.
Xu Chunniang did not relax her vigilance. She left the boat-protecting formation and scanned all corners of Yunzhou with her consciousness. After confirming that there was no danger, she relaxed her mind.
She was not seriously injured in this battle, but the consumption of her consciousness, physical strength, and spiritual energy was extremely great. Even the Seven Treasures Spirit Armor and the Blue Pattern Cauldron were damaged in this battle.
There are only three or two fragments of the Seven Treasures Spirit Armor left, and the Blue Pattern Cauldron was completely destroyed and nothing was left.
Xu Chunniang's right hand touched the fragments of the spirit armor that had lost its soul. Instead of throwing them away, she took out a wooden box and stored it properly.
This was something given by her master when she went to the Miaodan Sect to participate in the Five Sects Competition.
In the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen years have passed.
Xu Chunniang put away the wooden box, took out the spiritual wine and the elixir given by Fu Yunshan and drank it.
She had drank this spiritual wine many times and was extremely familiar with its taste. But today, perhaps because she touched something and hurt her feelings, she felt a new taste.
A golden elixir monk like Zhao Hucheng must have great talents and good opportunities. In addition, he has practiced for many years before he has achieved what he is today.
Golden elixir monks have a lifespan of 500 years, are dominant in one place, and are respected by others.
But the golden elixir monks are not the strongest in this sea. Once the soul is annihilated, everything will be reduced to nothing.