Chapter 1611: Encirclement

ly dead! Now, come and receive your death sentence!"The Shaba's flames soared into the sky, and its centipede-like limbs moved like a scythe toward Lu Xia Tian's neck. Its speed was far beyond anythin...Bang bang bang..... Claw shadows frantically attacked the blue cauldron, Xiang Kuang's figure shaking violently inside, his chest feeling as if it had been struck by a large stone. Just then, a green rope wrapped around Xiang Kuang from below and, taking advantage of Bing Hun Ghost Corpse attacking Xiang Kuang, it shot out like lightning, winding itself around the ghost corpse's feet.

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The Ice Soul Ghost Corpse was also very fast, its body swaying in the air like a ghost. Although Qing So was quick, it was still unable to catch the Ice Soul Ghost Corpse. Xiang Huaxin frowned, she hadn't expected that this would be ineffective against the Ghost Corpse either. It seemed that they would have to fight for a while longer. Xiang Kuangxiu's cultivation was lower, but relying on his defense, he could at least let himself breathe a sigh of relief.

The moment the thought of "formless heart" arose, Xiaohuo Ya vanished in a startling burst of flame from Xiang Kuang's right side. When it reappeared, its wings flapped, summoning dozens of fire serpents forged from Fan Luo Zhen Fire that danced in mid-air. These fire serpents sealed off Bing Hun Gui Shi's movements within a relatively smaller area.

The Ice Soul Ghost Corpse let out another furious roar, naturally unwilling to be sealed. He spat from his mouth, his tongue like a sharp arrow shooting towards the Little Fire Crow. At the same time, with both hands he grabbed at the air, snapping the spiritual snakes formed by the Van Luo True Fire under Xiao Huo Ya's control. But these fire serpents did not die like ordinary creatures. Instead, under Xiao Huo Ya's control, they twisted and writhed eerily, coiling around the Ice Soul Ghost Corpse. The Van Luo True Fire is a holy flame of Buddha and Tao. The Buddhist Qi contained within it naturally restrains the Corpse Demon clan. Even an ice soul ghost corpse at the level of a transformed god loathes this Van Luo True Fire to its core.

Under Xiaohuo's amazing fire magic, the Bing Hun Ghost Corpse, slightly delayed by Huoling Snake, naturally slowed down. This was not enough to be fatal, but Xiang Haxin, who had not succeeded just now, saw this and rejoiced greatly. The blue silk that had missed its target grasped this rare opportunity and wrapped around the Bing Hun Ghost Corpse's legs.

Xiang Kuang seized the opportunity to attack. Almost as Qing So entangled Bing Hun Gui Shi's legs, Xiang Kuang, with his top holding the Qing Ding, charged head-on. The massive impact did not hurt the ghost corpse, but it made Bing Hun Gui Shi, who was already restricted in movement, stumble.

... poof.

The strong contend, life and death lie in a fleeting instant. For so long, the Ice Soul Ghost Corpse could only match Xiang Huaxin's strength. Now, with Xiang Kuang and Xia Huo Ya joining the fray, the scales of balance, once even, tipped decisively. Qingfeng Sword seized this rare opportunity, flashing past the Ice Soul Ghost Corpse's neck in a swift strike. The ferocious ghost's head was severed by the blade.

This kind of wound was still not fatal to the Ice Soul Ghost Corpse. The severed head flew across the air, wanting to reunite with its body. Da Peng's Fan Luo True Fire directly wrapped its head. Xiang Haxin grabbed the other end of the Green Rope with one hand, dragging the headless corpse of the Ice Soul Ghost Corpse. The Qingfeng Sword took the opportunity to slash back and forth.

With a clang of metal, the Ice Soul Corpse was once again cleaved into countless fragments. The flames of Falun True Fire seized the opportunity to engulf it in a fiery inferno, causing the Ice Soul Corpse to shriek in agony.

Bang! Lu Xia Tian raised both hands, and was struck by the Underworld Wind Axe, his body crashing back in the illusion. A line of blood flowed from Lu Xia Tian's mouth corner. At the cost of being injured, Lu Xia Tian once again blocked the Underworld Wind Axe that was about to break out of the illusion. The illusion was repaired successfully once again.

“Haha, Eastern boy, I'm here.” Having slain the Ice Soul Ghost Corpse, Xiang Kuang stood out with great achievement. His confidence soared, and he charged toward Lu Xia Tian's illusory realm first.

Xiang He's mouth twitched. Even he had to call Lu Xiaoyou a name, the Nascent Soul cultivator before him wasn't someone he, a Divine Transformation cultivator, could afford to offend lightly. It was just that Xiang Kuang dared to be so casual with him, and the other party didn't seem angry at all.

"Well done, Senior Xiang. Quickly calm this ghost-like illusion. With this victory, we've already won half the battle." Lu Xia Tian waved his hand, and the Illusory Realm of Senluo automatically opened a gap, letting Xiang Kuang, Xiang Huaxin, and Xiang Qingcheng in. As for Little Fire Crow, he didn't need to do so at all. The azure-white firelight in his eyes had already allowed him to barge right in on his own.

“Good! I’ll use my Sky-Silk Rope to bind this Ghost Axe. If the Ghost Axe resists, have Xiang Kuang block it for a while. We'll each attack the Ghost Axe separately. Without the Purple Crocodile Demon King's control, taking down this Ghost Axe shouldn't be a problem.” Xiang Hua Xin immediately made arrangements. The blue long rope in his hand, like a spirit snake, rolled and flipped in the air, swiftly winding around the Ghost Wind Axe.

The Mindwind Battleaxe, realizing Xiang Huxin's actions, immediately glared fiercely. It spun in mid-air and slashed through the void several times.

“Amazing ghost axe, Xiang Kuang, hurry!”

Having taken on the blows of the Underworld Wind Axe numerous times, Xiang Huaxin's expression was visibly shaken. The Qingfeng Sword shot forward to meet it, clashing with the Underworld Wind Axe in a resounding series of strikes. In the blink of an eye, they had collided hundreds of times. Originally razor-sharp, the Qingfeng Sword began to tremble under the might of the Underworld Wind Axe, appearing as if it was running out of steam.

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"Here it comes!" Xiang Kuang shielded Qing Feng Jian with a cyan cauldron, blocking several attacks and giving Qing Feng Jian precious time to catch its breath.

Such a fierce and powerful demonic apparition, it's inconceivable that Dongfang, or perhaps Lu Xiaitian, could keep it contained for so long. The secret technique or treasure used to create this illusion must be extraordinary! This thought involuntarily popped into Xiang Huaxin's mind.

"Caw, caw...." The little firebird rarely wore such a solemn expression. It flapped its wings with solemnity, and all of the Vairocana True Fire transformed into two not-too-thick pillars of flame, one on each side, weaving together.

With a deafening boom, Xiang Kuang was sent flying dozens of meters by the Ma Feng battle axe. Darkness clouded his vision. Even the azure cauldron atop his head shook violently.

“I’ll do it.” Lu Xia Tian gritted his teeth. Previously, he had only managed to restrain the Phantom Wind Axe using illusions, but this ghost weapon was beyond his reach. It seemed that this ghostly creature was far more powerful than he had imagined. If he didn't use his full strength, this stalemate would continue indefinitely.

There is currently a spiritual being named "Hua Xin," who might offer a glimmer of hope.

A croak echoed within the Illusory Realm of Mountains and Rivers. A surge of powerful energy erupted throughout Lu Xia Tian's body, his blood essence almost going berserk. The Nascent Soul essence of the Jade Toad Demon filled his body with an unprecedented fullness.

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