Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

The demonic energy on the battlefield stagnated slightly, and the wind suddenly stopped.

As Mingzhou gazed at the traces of the fallen and vanished Soul Shattered Immortal in front of him, a genuine joy appeared in his eyes, and his tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

Well done!

The chances of Yue winning have increased even further.

But she dared not relax for a moment, her sword light aimed at the demonic cultivators opposite her.

Demonic energy surged in mid-air.

Wang Tiansheng's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

He stared intently at Linghu Qing not far away, his eyes filled with ferocity, resentment, and boundless hatred, wishing he could pounce on him instantly and grind him to dust.

At the same time, he was also filled with apprehension.

They dared not rush forward.

He himself cultivated the Ghost Path, and his skills were of the same lineage as those of the Soul Shatterer, so he was most aware of the terror of the piercing divine light.

This supernatural power is the natural nemesis of all ghost cultivators in the world.

not only that.

"Everyone remember, never use ghost techniques or illusions to fight Linghu Qing."

"The Radiant Light not only counters the Ghostly Path, but also suppresses all illusions in the world. Fellow Daoists of the Thousand Illusions Sect and the Ghost Spirit Sect, all must avoid its edge!"

Wang Tiansheng spoke in a deep, cold voice that echoed throughout the entire arena, serving as a reminder to all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the demonic path.

His words landed on the ground.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators' expressions changed slightly, and they moved a little further away from Linghu Qing.

The illusory mist surrounding Elder Lu of the Thousand Illusions Sect also quietly dissipated.

suddenly.

Some people rose to the challenge.

Three streaks of azure demonic flames tore through the air, trailing scorching tails, and rushed straight towards Linghu Qing's face.

Before the flames even arrived, the scorching heat was already overwhelming, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.

Linghu Qing's eyes remained calm and unhurried.

His figure suddenly swayed, using the secret technique of air escape. His afterimage remained in place, while his true body had already teleported dozens of meters away.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three loud explosions followed in quick succession.

Three streams of demonic flames crashed onto the open ground, blasting out three deep, charred, black craters. Hot rubble and sparks flew everywhere, and toxic demonic energy spread rapidly with the wind and sand.

A streak of fiery red light arrived on the battlefield in an instant.

The Flame Demon hovered in mid-air, staring at Linghu Qing who was dodging with ease, its body wreathed in blazing blue flames.

"Kid, you're pretty arrogant."

"I'll see how your dazzling divine light can subdue my Azure Flame Demon Flame!"

This is absolutely true.

The Flame Demon Cultivator's demonic fire techniques are fierce and domineering, making it the least sinister and mysterious lineage in the demonic path.

While the Divine Light of Fiery Strike is effective at breaking through the illusions of Yin and Ghosts, it does have limited ability to restrain this pure destructive fire-based power.

At most, it can suppress demonic energy to some extent.

Linghu Qing raised his eyes and glanced indifferently at the arrogant Flame Demon.

My heart was completely unmoved.

Who says you have to fight the Flame Demon head-on?

His ability to escape was unparalleled; he appeared and disappeared without a trace.

Pulling and swaying.

This is his most proficient playing style.

Just as Linghu Qing was preparing to find a new opponent and an opportunity to fight Wang Tiansheng.

The battlefield situation suddenly changed dramatically.

Just now, the Yue Kingdom's allied forces were all focused on the battle between Linghu Qing and Yan Mo, and their attention was slightly diverted.

Seizing this fleeting opening, the group of Nascent Soul cultivators from the demonic path unleashed their full combat power in an instant.

Several streams of demonic energy shot into the sky, precisely targeting and eliminating three isolated early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from the Yue Kingdom.

Three Yuanying (primordial spirits) from the Yue Kingdom.

They were caught off guard and made numerous mistakes.

"Be careful!"

Two muffled groans sounded almost simultaneously.

The two early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators suffered severe physical injuries, their blood and qi surged, and they were sent flying backward, their auras instantly weakening by more than half.

Only one figure in a cool white robe stood amidst the raging wind and demonic energy.

Zhao Linghan's clothes fluttered in the wind.

Countless fine sword energies split out, densely packed, weaving into an extremely dense sword net, blocking all the incoming demonic energy attacks.

The sword light was clear and sharp, piercingly cold, and impenetrable.

Only a fine sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Ling Han!"

Mingzhou's expression changed drastically, his heart tightened, and he quickly withdrew to offer his support.

The Vietnamese allied forces also felt a chill in their hearts, their faces showing worry.

On the other hand, the cultivators in the demonic faction were greatly encouraged.

This is the combat power of a Nascent Soul cultivator in the Demonic Path.

Seize the opportunity presented by a mistake.

They immediately turned the tide.

Linghu Qing glanced at the battlefield out of the corner of his eye, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

With his soul shattered and body destroyed, the demonic path has lost a great general.

However, these demonic Nascent Soul cultivators have fought for many years and have incredibly rich combat experience.

Unaffected by the loss of their comrades, they remained calm and composed, cooperating seamlessly and displaying an astonishingly accurate sense of seizing opportunities.

This fighting prowess far surpasses that of the Yue Kingdom's allied forces.

The tide of battle was turned in an instant.

Left with no other choice.

The four extra Nascent Soul stage cultivators from Yue Kingdom had no choice but to abandon their original opponents and go to support the wounded and stabilize the battle line.

Fortunately, the Flame Demon's attention was kept occupied by Linghu Qing throughout, preventing him from having the opportunity to crush the early-stage cultivators of the Yue Kingdom.

This can't go on.

Linghu Qing's gaze darkened slightly as he secretly gathered his strength, preparing to quietly extend his divine sense and lock onto Wang Tiansheng in the distance.

But just as his divine sense was about to be released...

But then they saw Wang Tiansheng raise his hand and take out a pitch-black jade bottle.

The bottle was tilted, and murky, dark red blood slowly flowed out, covering his entire body.

A pungent, foul odor permeated the air, and a strange blood membrane enveloped his body, effectively blocking all divine sense probing and soul invasion.

His divine sense swept across the target, but he couldn't lock onto it.

really.

The one who understands you best is always your mortal enemy.

Linghu Qing clearly only used his eyes to emit a dazzling divine light, without demonstrating the ability to merge the third layer of divine light with his divine consciousness.

Wang Tiansheng had taken precautions in advance.

Under heaven, no force understands the mysteries of the dazzling divine light and how to break it better than the Ghost Spirit Sect, which specializes in the path of ghosts.

"Heavenly Fiend, Flame Demon."

"The two of you should join forces to kill Linghu Qing."

"After this battle, all resources and treasures of Yellow Maple Valley will belong to you two; I will not take a single penny!"

Wang Tiansheng raised his hand and took out two Blood Spirit Pills, which were completely crimson and brimming with spiritual energy. With a flick of his finger, he sent them to the two figures from a distance.

Looking at Linghu Qing, who was surrounded by fire poison, the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger.

Blood Spirit Pill.

It is a superior elixir for enhancing the cultivation of Nascent Soul cultivators in the demonic path.

A glint flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Fiend True Monarch, and he accepted the pill.

The Flame Demon was filled with fighting spirit and sneered repeatedly.

A surge of boundless and violent spiritual energy erupted instantly, unleashing the aura of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, overwhelming the entire area.

At this moment, the two of them truly used their full strength.

One fiery aura and one malevolent aura locked onto Linghu Qing simultaneously.

Azure flames and demonic fire sealed off the heavens and earth.

The ancient treasure flying sword followed closely behind, heading straight for Linghu Qing's back.

Knowing that his malevolent energy was somewhat suppressed, the Heavenly Fiend True Lord simply used an ancient treasure of the righteous path.

Nascent Soul cultivators possess a variety of methods.

They are generally very difficult to kill.

Even with extreme methods like Soul Shattering, which rely heavily on demonic techniques, Linghu Qing might not be able to kill the opponent if he were truly prepared.

Without further delay, Linghu Qing turned and sped off towards the distant mountains and valleys.

The two pursued relentlessly.

The three streaks of light, one fleeing and two pursuing, quickly moved away from the main battlefield and disappeared into the horizon.

On the battlefield.

A new imbalance has emerged.

Wang Tiansheng faced Jin Zhi and Yuan Wuguo's Tian Zhenzi, both mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, alone.

However, the battle remained close, with neither side gaining the upper hand.

Golden Spider was originally an undercover agent.

Tianzhenzi specializes in defensive formations, while offensive combat is his weakness.

Facing Wang Tiansheng, who was now at the peak of his fighting power and filled with murderous intent, he was instantly at a complete disadvantage.

Wang Tiansheng transformed into a gigantic blood spirit giant hundreds of meters tall.

He vented all his anger at losing Shattered Soul and failing to kill Linghu Qing on Tianzhenzi.

"Die!"

The demonic energy surged, and the fists slammed violently against Tianzhenzi's star-plate defensive array time and time again.

"Boom boom boom—"

The array patterns trembled violently, the spiritual light flickered, and the illusory image of the star chart kept denting and cracking.

Tianzhenzi huddled in the center of the formation, his face pale. He could only exert all his spiritual power to strengthen his defenses and struggle to hold on, utterly powerless to fight back.

The golden spider unleashed several bursts of spiritual energy, but they only managed to scratch the blood spirit giant.

He looked anxious, as if he was really trying to think of a solution.

The remaining Nascent Souls.

Although Zi Jian and the others from the Purple Gold Kingdom found it strange, they did not think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, battles between Nascent Soul level cultivators are inherently lengthy, and stalemates lasting several days are common.

It's normal to test the waters a few times.

The outcome of the battle has now become a pure race.

Did Jin Zhi break through the restraints and capture Wang Tiansheng first?

Will Tian Sha and Yan Mo catch up with Linghu Qing first and kill him?

Zi Jian and the others from Zijin Kingdom looked worried and frequently glanced in the direction where Linghu Qing had left, their hearts pounding.

Linghu Qing is doomed!

A hidden joy shone in Jin Zhi's eyes as he secretly rejoiced, as if he could already see Tian Sha Zhenjun and the others returning victorious with Linghu Qing's Nascent Soul.

Only Mingzhou and his group of core cultivators from the Yue Kingdom remained calm, showing no anxiety and even a hint of indifference.

The group's gazes swept over the golden spider beside them, seemingly casually, their expressions full of hidden meaning.

Originally, they needed to use the Golden Spider's identity as an inside agent to fall into the demonic trap and lure the other party into the game completely.

Now that the battle situation has changed dramatically, the Golden Spider is no longer of much use.

At the same time.

The main hall of the Luanming Sect.

The hall was spacious and empty, with dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators standing tall, their imposing aura heavy and oppressive.

On the ground, two magnificent and intricate teleportation arrays lit up, crisscrossing and shimmering with spiritual light, enveloping the entire hall.

Long Han and Feng Bing stood at the front of the formation, their postures outstanding and their demeanor extraordinary.

"Fellow Daoists, please form two separate formations, left and right."

"The left flank supports the righteous path, while the right flank enters the demonic path."

"Hear my command and wait for the opportune moment to act."

The Nascent Soul cultivators stood on both sides as instructed, their steps steady and orderly.

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