Xuan Yi's voice was obviously lagging.
After a while, his voice came out, his tone relaxed a bit:
"Okay, then... just stick to eight breaths!"
Zhou Qi ignored it, his chest rose and fell sharply, but the corners of his mouth slowly opened, revealing a sinister smile:
"Eight breaths?"
He slowly raised the tip of the knife and pointed at the center of Ning Yuan Dao Lord's eyebrows. His voice was so cold that it made the air freeze.
"Today, I am going to kill Ning Yuan with my sword to prove my right path!!!"
The whole place fell silent.
Even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped for a moment.
Within the formation, Xuan Yi listened to Zhou Qi who was panting outside and said these words. His originally composed face twitched, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.
He stopped talking, turned around and punched the wall of the formation.
And outside the formation method.
Hearing Zhou Qi's arrogance, Ning Yuan Dao Lord's feet froze, and then a frightening golden light burst out from all over his body, and anger surged onto his face like a frenzy.
"How brave!"
"A Body Integration Realm ant dares to preach the truth in front of me?!"
He suddenly stopped walking back, turned around, and pointed the golden gun directly at Zhou Qi.
"I will kill you first, and then go back to defend the formation!"
In the distance, Lingxu Zi finally succeeded and cursed:
"Ning Yuan! Are you an idiot?! Can't you tell which one is more important?!"
"The formation is about to be broken! Come back quickly!"
Lei Yuanji also roared, "What's the use of turning back now! That guy is just trying to provoke you!"
Ning Yuan Dao Lord didn't look back, and his voice was as cold as iron:
"Give me three more breaths."
"Within three breaths, I will kill this kid!"
The moment he finished speaking, his whole body turned into a dark golden thunder and shot towards Zhou Qi.
Zhou Qi Curved Saber was lying in front of him, and there seemed to be thousands of war flames burning deep in his eyes.
"Come on!!"
Ning Yuan Dao Lord was so furious that he didn't even care about his face.
The spear thrust out, more ferocious than any previous blow.
The golden spear glowed like an angry dragon out of the sea, and the dark gold runes on the tip of the spear lit up one after another. The void twisted and rocks disintegrated wherever it passed. Mahayana's fifth-level cultivation was pushed to the extreme.
Zhou Qi did not retreat, but rushed forward towards the gun shadow.
"Chaos Arises!"
Blue-gray air flowed out from Zhou Qi's body crazily.
Ning Yuan Dao Lord felt the power, and his heart suddenly shrank.
He saw the thick gray fog swirling around him, crushing the stabbing shadows one by one.
When he saw something was wrong, he immediately took three steps away and left the range of the gray mist.
And then!
The blade began to tremble, and a gray chaotic brilliance suddenly lit up on the blade.
"Three-Fusion Dao..."
Zhou Qi raised his head suddenly, and there seemed to be chaos flowing in his eyes:
"Chaos Slash!!"
The light of the sword tore through the sky.
Ning Yuan Dao Lord's face changed drastically, the golden gun in his hand spun wildly, and the dark golden runes on the gun's body lit up layer by layer.
"Golden Light Myriad Net!"
He thrust out the spear, and thousands of golden lights exploded from the tip of the spear, like a scorching sun exploding towards the gray sword light.
"Boom--!!!"
There was a loud noise as the earth shattered.
Where the golden light collided with the chaotic sword light, the world with a radius of thousands of feet seemed to be torn in half.
Zhou Qi was pushed back more than thirty feet by the force of the counter-shock. The golden light exploded and he was covered in blood.
Ning Yuan Dao Lord, on the other hand, let out a groan and flew backwards several dozen feet. The golden gun came out of his hand and rolled several times in mid-air before he was forcibly recalled.
He lowered his head and saw that the golden armor on his right chest had been cut open by a sword, and blood was pouring out. He could vaguely see his internal organs beating.
"You..."
Ning Yuan Dao Lord is in disbelief.
This Body Integration Realm monk actually defeated him in a head-on confrontation?
How is this possible?
He is the master of Myriad Ages Divine Court, the fifth level of Mahayana, and has ruled Profound Spirit Realm for thousands of years!
The person opposite is just a junior from the Primordial Immortal Sect and Body Integration Realm!
"What kind of strength do you have?!" Ning Yuan Dao Lord shouted angrily, with a hint of panic in his voice.
Zhou Qi was holding the knife, and his face was a little pale, but the fighting spirit in his eyes not only did not weaken, but instead burned like a fire adding fuel.
"Come again!!" Zhou Qi laughed loudly, pointed the tip of the knife in the distance, and the voice resounded through the sky:
"Fifth Layer of the Great Vehicle Realm, nothing more than that!"
Ning Yuan Dao Lord's face was ashen.
He really didn't want to leave such a hidden danger.
But when he was about to step forward, there was suddenly a violent tremor under his feet.
Several people turned their heads at the same time.
I saw the Myriad Spirits Purgatory Formation light pillar shaking violently, the dark red formation cracking inch by inch, and the cracks on the tripod spreading crazily, making a cracking sound.
"Ning Yuan! I'll blanch your mother! Come on..."
Lei Yuanji was forced to start yelling, but before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of cracks suddenly accelerating.
The next moment.
"Boom--!!!!!"
There was a loud noise and the sky shook.
Myriad Spirits Purgatory Formation, broken!
The explosion of light scattered across the sky like a rain of blood, and the violent backlash poured back like a tsunami.
Lei Yuanji and Lingxu Zi were the first to bear the brunt. They both spurted out large mouthfuls of blood and were knocked upside down by the air wave.
At the center of the formation, Xuan Yi stepped out step by step.
His appearance was far from as calm as before.
The white clothes were almost completely torn, and the surface of the skin was covered with cobweb-like charred black thunder patterns. Deep bone lacerations could be seen spreading from the right shoulder to the left waist, and purple-black lightning arcs were still beating and burning in the wounds.
With every step he took, there would be blood mixed with tiny drops of lightning.
But his steps were still as steady as a rock.
But the strange thing is that those wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With every step he took, a layer of charred flesh peeled off, and the moving lightning arcs were forced out of the body bit by bit, turning into wisps of blue smoke and dissipating.
The moment he walked out of the formation, the last wound was completely closed, leaving not even a trace of scar.
He was naked from the waist up, purple and black thunder light flowed between the muscle lines, and the thunder flames in his eyes were faintly beating, and the whole person looked like Gods and Devils walking out of the thunder pool.
"This... this is impossible..."
Lingxu Zi covered his chest and looked at the figure in white, his eyes filled with horror.
"After suffering so many thunder punishments... how could I... become unscathed?!"
Lei Yuanji's expression was extremely ugly.
"This formation incorporates all the strength of Youchi, there is no way you will be safe!"
Xuan Yi raised his eyes and looked towards the two of them.
"Youchi?! You are short-sighted and have not taken a step into me. You have no idea how close I am to this mystery..."
"As for that long black insect, it was just brought up as a sacrifice to a living being. How dare you compare it to me!"
Before he finished speaking, the figure of Xuan Yi appeared in front of Lingxu Zi.
Lingxu Zi was horrified, Fly Whisk was thrown violently, the moon-white light all over his body skyrocketed, and he tried his best to resist.
"Primordial Dao Art, invincible!"
"Bang--!"
Xuan Yi didn't even use any Divine Ability.
He just raised his right hand and snapped it.
When that palm fell, it felt like the sky was falling.
Lingxu Zi's body-protecting aura shattered inch by inch like glass, and his whole body was blown away, and half of his moon-white robe was shattered into pieces.
After taking out a palm shot, Xuan Yi paused for a moment imperceptibly.
In the palm of his right hand hanging by his side, the purple-black lightning suddenly beat violently several times, as if something was about to break through the skin and rush out.
Then, he suppressed it calmly.
Lei Yuanji's eyes were locked on the purple-black lightning flashes in the palm of Xuan Yi's right hand, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
The thunder has not dispersed yet!
This guy is carrying it hard!
"Violet Cloud Divine Thunder!"
Lei Yuanji roared loudly, and a thick purple thunder shot out from his palm, hitting Xuan Yi directly.