C908 Powerful Blow
C908 Powerful Blow
Facing his strongest opponent since stepping into the martial way, there was no trace of panic on Xuan Jing's delicate and slightly pale face.
At this moment, only an inexhaustible determination was in her eyes.
Seventh Level of Void Stage cultivation, had withstood the power of the Soul Losing Palace First Senior Brother for such a long time, even if he was unable to defeat it in the end, it could still be considered as a glorious defeat.
Unfortunately, the current Xuan Jing could not afford to lose.
For himself, for Senior Brother Lin Tujue, for all the disciples of the Star Image Sect, he had to withstand this mountainous pressure and turn the tide.
Even if the spirit force in her body was running out, and she was so tired that it surrounded Xuan Jing's brain, she would not let go, and chose to collapse.
This was because the moment he fell to the ground, all he would face was endless darkness and death. But now that he had fallen into the hands of the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator, what awaited them was only humiliation and torture.
Let's go all out.
"Heh …"
Xuan Jing endured her body that was close to the end of its lifespan, clenching her teeth tightly, a trace of blood seeped out from her mouth. She gathered the last of her spirit energy, attempting to incite the Phantom of Martial Soul and the "Bloodsoul Berserker Scorpion" to perish together!
But at this moment, above her head, a silver whirlpool of elemental energy appeared. This whirlpool greedily sucked in the moonlight that fell from the sky.
As more and more moonlight gathered, a faint silver figure began to slowly appear.
This figure wore silver armour and had a pair of large, white wings on his back.
From the slender and graceful figure, one could tell that it was a woman's figure. The faint shadow seemed to be the same as Xuan Jing's, but there was still a blur on her face, leaving behind some mysteriousness.
The cold moonlight shone on the silver armored woman's silhouette, as if a war goddess had descended to the mortal world, revealing her valiant and valiant figure …
"This... "What is this?"
Seeing such a bizarre change suddenly appear from the other party's body, the Soul Losing Palace First Senior Brother could not help but be taken aback.
He had never seen such a mystical Phantom of Martial Soul before, and could not help but look at the beautiful Xuan Jing under the moonlight in a daze, unable to shift his gaze away.
"Strange …"
"Isn't the Senior Sister Xuan Jing's soul-injecting object the Multicolored Holy Stone that the temple owner finally got with great difficulty … Why, is the Phantom of Martial Soul a goddess? "
"Could it be that Senior Sister Xuan Jing … Possessing twin martial spirits? "
"…"
Even the fighting disciples of both sides had to stop at this moment. Everyone was shocked by the figure of the goddess. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Her figure was graceful, her temperament was otherworldly, and her face was absolutely beautiful …
At this time, Xuan Jing undoubtedly was deeply engraved in the hearts of all the Martial Cultivator present.
Especially those male Martial Cultivator s of the Devil Sect, when they saw Xuan Jing's current appearance, they seemed to have gone insane, unbridled greed and lust emerged from their eyes.
Even the expert from Moon Devil Sect could not hold back anymore. With his tyrannical aura no longer concealing anything, he immediately conjured a huge blood colored hand, and flipped Lin Tujue, who was barely maintaining the battle.
Lin Tujue spat blood as he flew out. The black and white revolving Tai Chi slowly dissipated from the top of his head, the injuries he had sustained were unbearable. After landing heavily on the ground, both his eyes went black, whether he was dead or alive was unknown.
"This kind of rare peerless beauty can only belong to me."
After the Moon Devil Sect expert knocked Lin Tujue away, his lustful eyes stared straight at Xuan Jing who was casting the technique with his eyes closed. That huge bloody hand that was overflowing with blood Qi actually started attacking Xuan Jing together with the venomous stinger of the's "Berserker Blood Soul Scorpion" simulacrum.
As for the other weaker Devil Sect Martial Cultivator, they even felt ashamed of themselves and did not dare to be disrespectful to others.
The mysterious appearance of the apparition that was like the Moon Goddess messed up the originally balance of power at this moment.
"Protect Senior Sister!"
When the Star Image Sect disciples saw the two great experts of the Devil Sect pouncing towards Xuan Jing, they immediately forced themselves to support their exhausted bodies, and activated the remaining of their respective spirit energy, wanting to stop them.
"Plop!"
"Plop!"
However, at this moment, everyone present, including the Star Image Sect disciples, suddenly heard a burst of sound similar to a heartbeat.
A feeling that made people's hearts palpitate emerged from the hearts of the two experts that were trying to kill Xuan Jing.
Their heartbeats abruptly quickened, as if they had sensed some sort of extremely dangerous aura.
It was unknown when the Xuan Jing who had her eyes closed tightly opened them, but a cold gaze shot out from her clear black and white pupils. This gaze did not contain a single trace of emotion as it looked ahead, as if it was not moved at all by the Phantom of Martial Soul s attacked by the two great experts.
The unforgettable chilliness was like a blossoming of ice.
"Great Net Constellation, Ten Thousand Swords Return!"
A clear voice that contained an limitless coldness resounded beside the ears of everyone present, causing all of the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator to be jolted awake from their stupor.
Sensing the terrifying undulations revealed by the goddess' simulacrum behind Xuan Jing, the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator s all revealed a terrified expression at the same time as they retreated backwards in panic.
Unfortunately, even her movements were too late for Xuan Jing to open her eyes.
Her slender white hands danced with the light blue Heaven Channeling Sword. The divine silver figure behind her also brandished the illusory light sword in her hands. The terrifying sword intent of the Great Net Constellation burst out from both of their bodies at the same time.
The expressions of the two experts from the Devil Sect changed at the same time.
At this moment, the lust and greed in their eyes had already disappeared. This wave of powerful and turbulent sword intent caused their hairs to stand on end, and their figures became incomparably solemn.
Before he could even think about it, the Moon Devil Sect expert activated his Phantom of Martial Soul, and a bewitching pink giant flower bud appeared on top of his head.
He changed his hand signs and the Devil Mantra Flower bloomed piece by piece. Countless petals danced in the air, completely covering him.
As for the Soul Losing Palace First Senior Brother, he also retracted his attack, allowing the Devil Qi's overflowing "Blood-red Devil Scorpion" shadow to block in front of him.
At the same time, a sharp sword intent burst out, like countless butterflies dancing in the air above the battlefield. Under the illumination of the moonlight, the flying sword intent appeared exceptionally dazzling, drawing streaks of blood on the bodies of the Devil Sect Martial Cultivator s.
Under the pitch-black night sky, Xuan Jing's body was emitting a faint silver light, and her emotionless eyes were staring straight ahead. Streams of sword intent from the Great Luo constellation pierced through the many Devil Sect Martial Cultivator s, bringing up clouds of blood mist.
Screams sounded out endlessly …