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第一千六百八十二章 秒杀

Lin Xuan's face showed a cold smile. He was just going to use these people to test the power of his newly advanced abilities. The Old Patriarch Poison Dragon had done nothing but evil, and his disciples were certainly not good people either. As the saying went, punishing evil is also upholding goodness. By eliminating these fellows, he could be seen as carrying out justice.

With a thought in mind, Lin Xuan rubbed his hands together, and a light ball appeared in his palm. The surrounding primordial energy rushed into it with great speed.

The light ball rapidly grew larger, visible to the naked eye. In an instant, its diameter reached over ten feet.

It looked terrifying, but Lin Xuan was quite satisfied. Other abilities aside, after advancing to the mid-Stage Separation, his perception and control of primordial energy had become far beyond what it used to be.

"Attack!"

The large man's eyes flashed with fear. He knew that if he let the other party attack first, their situation would only worsen.

Attacking was the best defense. Facing a powerful enemy, one must seize every opportunity.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and struck his own head hard. A ball of light shot out from his mouth.

Silver light flashed!

It was a circular-shaped artifact with a diameter of just an inch. Once a spell was cast, it quickly grew larger.

Other cultivators also revealed their treasures, weapons like swords, spears, and halberds encompassing all eighteen types of weaponry. Some even took out long-sealed talismans. At this moment, survival was the most important thing; who would dare to hide their true strength? That would be playing with fire.

In a flash, dazzling light filled the air as malevolent energy surged skyward. Hundreds of condensation core cultivators attacked together, creating an astonishing scene that left one breathless. If Lin Xuan had performed Nine Heavens Micro-step, it wouldn't have been difficult to dodge. But he showed no signs of retreating.

A flash of green light enveloped his body as the Nine Heavens Spirit Shield appeared around him. The large man's face lit up with joy. The other party was too overconfident; even at the Stage Separation, without using any treasures against hundreds of attacks, this was tantamount to suicide?

In the next moment, the light and treasures surrounded Lin Xuan like raindrops on a banana leaf, pattering loudly into his ears. It was as if a stone had been thrown onto a small lake, creating ripples...

The cultivators attacked with all their might, but against Stage Separation cultivators, they had no chance of victory. However, the other party's carelessness and underestimation presented a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How could they miss it?

The sound of explosions filled his ears as the fierce attacks continued for over a cup of tea. The area within several miles was reduced to ruins, even leveling a mountain behind Lin Xuan.

"Huff... huff."

Breathing heavily, though the battle didn't last long, the cultivators were exhausted from exerting themselves fully. However, when the dust settled, the disciples of the Old Patriarch Poison Dragon stood wide-eyed in shock. Lin Xuan still hovered mid-air, his position unchanged.

His expression was utterly indifferent; to him, that violent attack was merely a gentle breeze, causing no disturbance at all.

Lin Xuan's face showed satisfaction. The Nine Heavens Spirit Shield's defense had indeed been excellent, clearly more robust than before.

Looking at the dumbfounded cultivators, Lin Xuan sneered: "You've already fought enough. Is it now my turn?"

The cultivators were pale as paper; even though the large man was an Advanced Core cultivator, he was also terrified to death. Without a second thought, he turned into a blinding white light and fled skyward. The others' fates didn't matter to him.

But it was too late.

"Quickly!"

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and slowly pointed at the massive light ball above his head. A crackling sound echoed in his ears as the light ball shattered like glass hit by a giant stone, splitting into countless pieces.

At the same time, thousands of light blades appeared in his vision—fragments that had transformed from the shards. They varied in length and size, flying swiftly towards their target.

"Aaah!"

Instantly, cries filled the air. Condensation core cultivators were nothing; even Advanced Core cultivators were easily pierced by those shattered light waves.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of cultivators fell to their deaths.

Only a few managed to escape into the city. Lin Xuan was not in a hurry; as long as they were disciples of the Old Patriarch Poison Dragon, all of them must die. Today, standing here meant that no one could escape.

A light curtain appeared before his eyes.

At the center of Poison Dragon Island stood a small town. Most cultivators on the island had gathered there. The protective array was activated; it didn't matter if they did nothing as long as they didn't get caught. They hoped to hold out for half an hour, and the Old Patriarch's four disciples should return from Xiao Yuan Island.

All of them were at Stage Separation; a mere intruder would be no match for them.

"Brother Two, do you think this Heavendark; deep; mysteriousToxic Dragon Formation can stop him?" The speaker was a woman with a seductive appearance, around twenty-seven or eight years old, also an Advanced Core cultivator.

"Don't worry. This formation is incredibly solid; even a late-stage Separation Realm cultivator would need half a day to break through. He's only mid-stage and won't be able to penetrate it," the hairy man said, but his face showed signs of fear. Just now, he had also narrowly escaped. Thinking about how Lin Xuan had wiped out hundreds of cultivators with one move, he wasn't sure either.

In front of them stood an elderly man with silver hair, whose aura was also that of an Advanced Core cultivator. He seemed much stronger than the large man and woman and harshly scolded: "You weaklings! The other party is only at Stage Separation; how can they single-handedly destroy our Poison Dragon Island? Second Disciple, if not for your storage warding off the enemy earlier, our island's cultivators would have suffered losses. This protective formation is incredibly solid; the other party will never..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened in shock as he opened his mouth speechless, as if witnessing something unbelievable.

"Master Brother."

The large man and woman also turned their heads following his gaze, equally stunned by what they saw. If not for seeing it with their own eyes, no one would have believed such a scene even if someone told them about it.

Rumbling sounds filled the air as the entire island trembled. Pieces of rock fell like rain. Not far ahead, that towering and steep mountain was actually being pulled up by Lin Xuan!

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