Countless black qi tentacles coiled tightly around his natal Dharma Seal. The connection between Master Bai himself and the "Mountain-Suppressing Seal" was being rapidly eroded and severed by that sinister black qi!
The two of them strained against each other like men in a tug-of-war.
The next instant, Li Xuanxiao's fist, wrapped in dense death qi, crashed down like a black meteor.
"Bang—!"
Master Bai hastily crossed his arms to block. The protective spiritual radiance around him exploded at once.
A sweetness surged up Master Bai's throat, and he could no longer suppress it.
His vision darkened, and it felt as though all five viscera and six bowels had shifted out of place.
The cold black qi enveloping him clung to him like maggots on a corpse, madly devouring his vitality and spiritual power.
Master Bai felt as if he had fallen into a mire.
Not good!!
One magical artifact after another, under Master Bai's control, suddenly exploded.
This was already a move of breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats.
Even if he killed eight hundred enemies, he would lose a thousand of his own.
Sure enough, the black qi was violently torn apart by the berserk force of the self-destruction.
The shockwaves from the shattered treasures swept outward, instantly dragging in the unlucky cultivators nearby who had not managed to flee completely.
They did not even have time to scream before being crushed into powder.
A vast section of the spectator stands near the heart of the explosion was instantly cleared out, leaving devastation everywhere.
Master Bai produced another natal talisman.
It was a natal talisman he had obtained after killing a talisman master years ago.
He had never used it. Now that he activated it, it was solely to save his life.
The power brought by the