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第一千五百零八章 联手灭魔

Lin Xuan couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

This was a divine opportunity bestowed by heaven. If he missed it, he would surely be struck by lightning and cursed to death.

Thoughts raced through his mind as an aura of terrifying killing intent surged from him.

Seize the moment when he's weak; take his life now! At this moment, there was no time for mercy. A dazzling light burst forth from the celestial phoenix divine claw.

With his strength greatly diminished, the opponent could no longer withstand the erosion of the illusory spirit heavenly fire.

A sizzling sound reached his ears as the ancient demon's right hand began to be enveloped by black energy. His aura was gradually strengthening.

Unlike cultivators, ancient demons were naturally bold and combative creatures. Despite this severe injury, he did not retreat but became even more frenzied.

His bone blades detached from his elbow and knee, transforming into deep black light that surged towards Lin Xuan.

"Little fellow, you've pushed me to such an extent; even if I'm severely injured, I must take your life first."

The jade hand of the celestial phoenix behind him swung down again. The ancient demon disregarded everything, vowing to kill Lin Xuan before anything else.

Clearly, he hated him deeply.

However, fear did not show on Lin Xuan's face.

If it were at full strength, an ancient demon might force him to temporarily retreat. But now...

Based on his experience, how could he fail to discern the true state of such a creature?

A hollow shell, what was there to be afraid of? Besides, his own powers had yet to be fully unleashed.

A golden light burst from Lin Xuan's back.

Blinding and majestic!

But this was just the beginning. The dazzling golden light grew even brighter, transforming into a figure.

"What...?"

The ancient demon's expression froze as he felt something amiss but more absurd. A mere small cultivator who had just entered the Separation Realm could have so many divine techniques?

Figure?

Wasn't he mistaken? Even among those famous powerful existences in the Spirit World, few had practiced the figure technique.

Lin Xuan's lips curled with mockery as a golden light erupted from his back, growing brighter than the sun.

"Divine Figure..."

The golden light condensed, revealing its original form. The appearance was identical to Lin Xuan, like his shadow, but now there were nine heads and eighteen arms!

The Small Heavenly Palace technique had been pushed to its limits by Lin Xuan.

His strength surged close to mid-stage.

Each arm held a weapon: swords, spears, halberds, and more. Although not necessarily what he commonly used, the items were undoubtedly of great value given his status.

The ancient demon's expression changed wildly.

"Want to fight me? Wait until next life! Now, die!"

Before he could finish speaking, the weapons in the figure's hands struck down on him.

The ancient demon had no choice but to dodge. A look of fear flashed across his eyes.

A piercing sound entered Lin Xuan's ears as the thick armor covering his body couldn't withstand such a powerful attack.

Armor shattered, eighteen treasures pierced into his body.

Lin Xuan's face lit up with joy, but soon, his eyes narrowed as he saw five-colored light emanating from behind him. A piercing sound echoed in his ears as the ancient demon's body exploded.

No, it wasn't the ancient demon; just a clone of his right foot.

Substitute cultivation!

This old monster was truly ruthless. He had already sacrificed his right hand and now even his right foot.

Lin Xuan's thoughts raced as five-colored light shone even brighter.

The celestial phoenix divine claw's effects were formidable. Several black energies entered his vision, gathering about twenty feet away from him, the ancient demon reappeared, missing a hand and an arm, looking somewhat comical.

His gaze turned to Lin Xuan with no words needed—desire to tear him limb from limb. His remaining left hand suddenly extended, black light flashing as a long spear appeared in his palm.

He threw it at Lin Xuan.

Whizz!

A piercing sound echoed as the strange scene unfolded. The spear vanished instantly, reappearing less than three feet away from Lin Xuan's chest.

Spatial techniques!

Among these were some peculiar rules.

At Lin Xuan's current stage, he couldn't comprehend them. This attack was unavoidable.

Nine Heaven Microsteps wouldn't help either; at most, he could activate his spirit shield, but such defense would be insufficient against the ancient demon's wrathful strike.

But there was no choice. He poured all his strength into it.

He didn't know how effective the Azure Flame Qilin Armor would be, and his heart was filled with uncertainty.

However, a gentle breeze entered his nostrils as the celestial phoenix threw herself in front of him to block the attack.

Lin Xuan's face changed drastically.

How could he hide behind a woman? But there was no time to pull her back now.

The Thousand Illusion Jiao Pattern Shield would definitely block this strike. However, activating the supreme treasure required time, and the celestial phoenix didn't have that luxury.

Overwhelmed with concern, Lin Xuan's heart raced as another ancient artifact floated in front of the young girl.

Only a palm-sized square inkstone, yet its simple design suggested it was no ordinary item.

Facing the ancient demon's resentful strike, the girl showed no fear. She exhaled a burst of energy towards the treasure before her.

A light 'pop' echoed as thick fog erupted from the inkstone.

Mysterious ink fragrance!

The ancient demon's eyes flashed with surprise, but there was no time to change tactics. The black spear plunged in.

Logically, it should have been an extremely terrifying attack, yet it was silent and invisible.

The ancient demon was stunned, first showing signs of surprise before realizing something: "Ghostly煞 Yin Ink... impossible! How could you command Ghostly煞 Yin Ink?"

He seemed to be greatly shocked, more so than when he lost a hand and foot.

In高手 battles, every detail counts. He couldn't afford such distractions.

As the ancient demon was dazed, an unexpected change occurred.

A thin blade like a cicada's wing appeared, floating near his neck.

Only a few inches away.

But he truly excelled; another pair of long, narrow eyes shot out a crystal-clear beam, attempting to use spatial techniques. However, it was too late. It only gave him a brief moment to avoid decapitation but left half his body severed from shoulder to abdomen.

With one hand and foot remaining, now only half his body remained, limbs gone.

"Hmph, you treat me like air," a mocking voice entered his ears. The Pavilion of Expectation's brush moved like dragons and snakes; the ambush was his work. As the golden pen moved, several swords and spears appeared in mid-air, thrusting towards the ancient demon.

The old monster, despite his resilience, couldn't dodge after such severe injuries.

His remaining demonic energy faced the righteous energy crumbling apart. Nine thousand words of a burst, phew, I'm exhausted. But as promised, this burst has been completed. However, the recommendation votes are still so few. Fellow daoists, if you have any, please vote! I'll keep updating without seeking monthly tickets; just don't ask for free recommendation votes, or it will break my heart. We're about to enter the Spirit World, and such words lack motivation!

One more plea for recommendation votes. Today's nine thousand-word burst is complete. My people skills are still good, right? Hehe.

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