Wang Quan roared, moving to kill Xiao Ming.
Qing He refined a strand of Dharma Power as fast as she could and also attacked Xiao Ming.
The childhood sweethearts and great cultivators on the surrounding bunkers also shouted, hurling burning oil and boulders and firing siege crossbows to kill Xiao Ming.
Even the new temple master forcibly defied the course of history, opening his mouth to spew yellow sand at Xiao Ming.
Standing in his designated spot, Xiao Ming showed no fear. Instead, he threw back his head and laughed. "A bunch of weaklings! You think the likes of you can kill me?"
"Naive, far too naive!"
Facing the torrent of attacks, he threw back his head and howled, forming seals with both hands. "Power, return!"
Whoosh!
Vast quantities of ash gathered into streams like bolts of silk.
Stream after stream burrowed into his body.
"This is my Dharma Power."
"Return, my Dharma Power!"
Wang Quan and the others were stunned. "This ash is your Dharma Power?"
Xiao Ming looked immensely pleased with himself. "That's right!"
"If I say the ash is my Dharma Power, then it is."
Wang Quan...
Qing He...
Fuck, cheating to this extent was utterly shameless.
Wang Quan blew, and wind swept away much of the ash.
But Xiao Ming, who now possessed Dharma Power, stepped forward, and a halo sprang up beneath his feet.
The halo spun like a wheel.
"No spell can touch me!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Three Flavors Divine Wind, annihilation spells, and the other attacks vanished the instant they touched the halo.
The boulders, burning oil, and other things falling from the sky were also blocked by the halo.
Bang! Bang!
Although the halo stopped the boulders, it still shook.
Qing He cried out, "Flower-Scatter Daoist, his halo can ward off