"Now that the Seed Puppet Sect ancestor has erged, Elder Gu will undoubtedly be caught in a bitter battle."
"Therefore, we must quickly deal with this person in front of us and then promptly go to support Elder Gu." Xu Ping said calmly.
"Deal with Zhuang Hao?"
"Support Elder Gu?"
"Us?"
Hearing these words, Yu Wei was dumbfounded, showing a ’Benbo’erba’ expression.
Are these two things sothing they can accomplish?
One must know that even against soone like Zhuang Hao, the two of them could barely manage when working together.
A slight misstep could cost them their lives.
Not to ntion going to support Gu Yuntao, who possesses Nascent Soul power; to Yu Wei, this was simply an unrealistic fantasy.
"You... dare to be distracted while fighting !!"
An extrely furious roar echoed like rolling thunder.
"Zoom boom!"
In an instant, a twisted deep crimson beam of destruction, carrying dreadful power, akin to a ferocious ancient beast, shot towards Xu Ping with incredible speed.
Wherever the beam passed, the space seed to twist and deform, the air sucked out instantly, emitting a sharp whistling sound.
"Be careful!"
Yu Wei’s expression changed drastically, his eyes wide open, urgently reminding.
However, what happened next made him drop his jaw in shock.
Xu Ping just stood there unmoving, as if petrified, like his soul had left his body, frozen in place.
"Dodge quickly!"
Yu Wei, anxious and burning, wanted to help but it was too late.
Bang!
The imnsely powerful destructive beam struck Xu Ping heavily.
In that instant, endless purple lightning surged like a raging tide, completely engulfing Xu Ping’s entire body.
The purple lightning thrashed and flickered with a bizarre and dangerous glow, seemingly wanting to devour everything in its path.
It’s over!
Yu Wei’s heart sank.
Taking such an attack head-on, Yan Ruchen would at least be severely injured even if not killed, essentially losing combat capability.
Based on his strength alone, there was no way he could hold off Zhuang Hao. Once Xu Ping fell, the southern battlefield would face imminent collapse.
If the southern battlefield collapsed, it would invariably have an extrely severe negative impact on the western battlefield, like dominoes.
"Fool!"
Seeing this, Zhuang Hao couldn’t help but laugh out loud, his gaze filled with disdain.
He never imagined the opponent would be so foolish, not even trying to dodge!
Taking his attack head-on, they would either die or be crippled.
This ti, he vowed to bolster his crumbling fortress, slaying these invading enemies one by one.
However, the next mont, sothing astonishing happened.
The raging purple lightning gradually dispersed, and Xu Ping stood intact in the void.
His figure stood tall, his clothes fluttering, as if that terrifying strike was rely a gentle breeze to him.
"This..."
Yu Wei was dumbstruck for a mont before he reacted, his face instantly filled with joy.
He finally understood why Xu Ping dared to take such a strike head-on with such calm—he must have so extraordinarily strong defensive ans!
"Yan..."
Before Yu Wei could speak, an overwhelming force of blood surged from Xu Ping, like rushing ocean waves.
The force of blood was so powerful it instantly dominated the battlefield.
The force seed to form tangible waves, spreading endlessly around.
Where it reached, the air was compressed by an invisible giant hand, making a "buzzing" sound, as if groaning in distress.
"Pre... pre-Fourth Rank Body Refining!?"
Yu Wei’s eyes widened as if they would pop out, a strong disbelief rising in his heart.
One must know, at this mont when the path of Body Cultivation seed ended, pre-Fourth Rank Body Cultivators were even rarer than Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Although, overall, a pre-Fourth Rank Body Refining Cultivator was sowhat inferior to a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
However, with their extraordinary defense, they definitely had the confidence to stand up to a few moves from a Nascent Soul Cultivator.
"Impossible!"
In contrast to Yu Wei’s shock and joy, Zhuang Hao and the Seed Puppet Sect cultivators were left with deep terror.
The appearance of a pre-Fourth Rank Body Refining Cultivator on the western battlefield was a crushing presence.
"Yu Daoist, go help the others, leave this person to !"
Xu Ping’s voice, accompanied by waves of blood power, reached Yu Wei’s ears.
Before Yu Wei could respond, Xu Ping’s figure suddenly flashed, reaching an extre speed, seemingly transcending space and ti.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared like a phantom in front of the Puppet Array controlled by Zhuang Hao.
"Die!"
Xu Ping raised his fist and threw a punch.
In an instant, a surge of blood power, filled with majestic might, slamd into the Puppet Array.
The blood power, like a solid torrent, compressed the air, emitting a "buzzing" sound as if bearing an unbearable weight.
The Puppet Array controlled by Zhuang Hao trembled instantly under this imnse power.
"Defend!"
Zhuang Hao forced himself to suppress the overwhelming fear within, desperately channeling the Magic Technique within his Dantian.
In an instant, the runes on the puppets flickered incessantly, trying to resist this terrifying blow.
However, before this fight, Zhuang Hao had been battling Xu Ping and Yu Wei for an extended period, with considerable Mana consumption.
In the face of such formidable blood power from Xu Ping, the defense of the Puppet Array was as fragile as paper.
In the fierce collision.
Cracks began to appear on the surface of the puppets, quickly spreading at an alarming speed.
In the blink of an eye, pieces of components fell like raindrops, turning the once orderly Puppet Array into a chaotic ss.
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