Just as the seven Ghost Cultivators formed a semicircle to surround Xu Qingtong, one of them suddenly slowed his steps.
Then a Long Halberd swept through his body, instantly cutting the Ghost Cultivator in two.
Two figures appeared next. One held a golden, pot-shaped magical artifact, its mouth aimed at the fallen Golden Core Ghost Cultivator. With a surge of magic power, a gray phantom shadow flew into the pot.
The other reached out, snatched the Ghost Cultivator's golden core from the ground, and put it into a Storage Ring.
The entire process flowed like clouds and water. Their coordination was seamless, and in three breaths, they had cleanly slain a Ghost Cultivator.
The remaining six paled at once and hurriedly deployed their defenses, some shields, others barriers of light. Only after protecting themselves did they look closely at the two attackers.
What they saw startled them even more! The male attacker looked exactly like the man opposite them with the spirit beast! Were they twins?
But they had no time to ponder that question, for their opponents attacked again!
Xu Qingtong's original body raised his hand and unleashed the Five Divine Seals, sending them toward the man nearest him. He followed with an Ice Flame Palm at the second man, while Xiao Qi flapped his wings and charged at the third.
Du Siwen flicked a finger of her right hand, sending out a dark red flame that transformed into a fire dragon and coiled around the fourth man. Then she swung her Long Halberd down at the fifth.
Xu Qingtong's incarnation formed a mudra and recited incantations, then pointed at the sixth man, who instantly felt as though he had sunk into a mire.
Then a bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl's mouth fell straight down, blasting