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As for Leng Ruhuang, she took out the storage bag s with a pale face. A silver mirror flashed, and a silver screen of light appeared in front of her chest, blocking most of the rebound force. But even so, she let out a grunt, and a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

As for Yang Xie, his body trembled, and he flew out like a broken kite, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He flew a few tens of meters before stopping.

As for his golden sword image and the sky-upholding giant palm, it was the first time a crack appeared, and the sacred art was damaged.

"Ice Soul Physique!" I never thought that a little kid from Leng Jia like you would actually possess such a rare physique. That Little Mirror must have been given to you by your clan. Xiang Zongxing looked at Leng Ruhuang's expression, a look of surprise flashed past her eyes, and then she looked down at the silver mirror and sneered.

"And you, I never thought that your physique would actually be so strong. After taking this blow, you're actually only slightly injured. With the toughness of your body right now, I'm afraid only friar with Spirit Realm can compare to you." He looked at Yang Xie, and directly revealed the strength of his current body.

Hearing his words, Yang Xie did not care about being shocked, his Qi and blood was churning non-stop, if not for his powerful physique, he was afraid that he would have been severely injured from the attack.

Not only him, Di Shiyi and the rest were also heavily injured by this attack.

With only one attack, the top disciples of the several sects were severely injured. Such strength was truly terrifying.

After injuring everyone with one strike, 'Xiang Zongxing' extended his hand out, and in that moment, the six gigantic blood-colored skeleton s opened their mouths and spat out a thick green mist.

The green mist turned into a sea of mist, enveloping Yang Xie and the others within.

Compared to before, the sea of mist was much more condensed and corporeal, a total of six streams of green mist filled the air, causing the entire sea of mist to envelop the entire hall, while the spirits and ghouls took on a more corporeal form, their strength had become many times stronger than before, and there were even more than a dozen Green Mist Dragon Pythons, writhing through the sea, pouncing towards Yang Xie and the others.

"You two can stay in the sea of mist for now. Once I've collected the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha', I'll suck all of you dry and help me recover my strength." Xiang Zongxing chuckled and did not immediately take a few lives. Instead, he turned his gaze towards the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha' in the sky.

The dark green flame in his eyes flickered for a moment. With a wave of his sleeve, the six blood-colored skeleton above his head let out a sinister wail.

"This is bad!" Yang Xie's face changed, he knew that if the attack was effective, the seal would be broken in a moment.

However, although he wanted to stop it, he was stopped by the countless wraiths and ghosts and the green dragon pythons. The sea of fog was several times stronger than before and he was also injured, so he was unable to break through it in a short period of time.

Di Shiyi and the rest also knew that the situation was critical. Just now, their sacred art had been destroyed and they were also injured, although they were all attacking the sea of mist, they were only able to force the surrounding ocean of mist away, it was not enough to shatter the sea of mist.

At this critical juncture of life and death, Yang Xie's eyes flashed. He took a deep breath, and was about to release his other two abilities.

He swung his sword at the ghost and evil spirits all around him, an intense light burst out from his body, and two gigantic shadows appeared behind him.

And just at that moment, with a huge boom, the six incomparably huge skeletons each knocked into one of the golden column.

Bang! With a loud noise, the six golden column s dimmed, and the light in the eyes of the six Divine Beasts s decreased greatly. Six of the golden column s in a row were destroyed, and along with the three in front, nine of the golden pillars were destroyed by Xiang Zongxing.

Once the nine golden pillars broke, the formation couldn't be maintained any longer. The remaining nine pillars simultaneously went dark, and the light they released gradually weakened before disappearing.

When the formation was broken, the Dao Seal for the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha' above suddenly exploded after a brief flash of light.

After the seal disappeared, the blood red words on the 'Blood of the Blessed Buddha' that was floating in mid air were suddenly released, and a wave of bright Zen sound s filled the entire hall.

When the Zen sound landed in everyone's ears, Di Shiyi and the rest were startled, they stopped their attacks immediately. Their faces revealed struggling expressions, as killing intent appeared on their faces and gradually occupied their minds.

Seeing that, Di Shiyi and the rest's face changed, they could no longer care about the ghosts, all of them sat on the ground and started using their cultivation techniques, trying to stop the desire to kill that surged in their hearts.

At the same time, Yang Xie let out a muffled groan, and the two divine abilities he had been about to condense crumbled. A strong desire to kill arose in his heart, causing his pupils to gradually emit scarlet light.

Yang Xie dropped to the ground, not caring about the ghosts and ghouls around him, just like Di Shiyi and the others, he guarded his mind, trying his best to resist the killing intent in his heart.

But the killing intent was just too strong, and slowly, Yang Xie's mind began to wander. The scarlet red in his eyes became thicker and thicker, finally covering that sliver of clarity.

"Kill!" Kill! Kill! Kill! "