Chapter 1531: Melee

"Sshhh!" A sound rang out!

The silk scarf was sliced open as if it were made of paper, and a patch of cold light swept down directly toward the top of Mu Qing's head.

Mu Qing's expression changed drastically; only then did she realize this guillotine was actually this sharp.

She wanted to dodge, but it was already a bit too late.

The guillotine flickered in mid-air, manifesting patches of afterimages, and with a flash, it submerged into the void and vanished.

Secretly crying out that it was bad, Mu Qing only had time to manifest a layer of cyan-green armor on her body before silver-glittering giant blades appeared in all directions not far from her.

A shrill screeching sound erupted from the surface of the giant blades, and a wave of gloomy, chilling light rolled in, surrounding Mu Qing so tightly that not even wind or rain could pass through.

Mu Qing's face turned deathly pale in a flash, but she gritted her teeth, suddenly shook her sleeves, and a short, pitch-black rod appeared in each of her hands.

As she waved them slightly, mountain-like rod shadows instantly manifested before her, and with a movement of her body, she charged straight toward the chilling light on one side.

Mu Qing knew very well that she had lost the initiative; remaining in place would absolutely put her life in jeopardy.

A violent, storm-like series of clashing sounds erupted.

That pair of black wooden rods were unknown treasures, but the rod shadows they transformed into actually managed to smash open the chilling light, allowing Mu Qing to charge into the midst of it.

However, after a moment, the chilling light appeared in wave after wave, as if it were endless. The black rod shadows instantly became sparse.

The two sections of the black rods were actually being hacked into a tattered state by the rapid strikes of the chilling light.

Mu Qing was terrified. Just as she wanted to retract her hands to cast other divine abilities, the chilling light all around rolled forward, breaking through the protection of the remaining rod shadows and engulfing her.

The green armor only had time to flash wildly a few times before it was completely submerged by the chilling light.

After a scream, there was no other sound from within.

It appeared that Mu Qing had fallen just like that.

The white-haired matron was dumbfounded, almost unable to believe what she was seeing. She knew very well that Mu Qing's divine abilities were by no means inferior to her own.

At this moment, the golden-armored puppet tapped lightly toward the chilling light.

Instantly, the light converged, and all the chilling light gathered in mid-air, condensing once again into that silver guillotine.

Beneath the guillotine, Mu Qing's corpse floated in mid-air, divided into countless fragments. But eerily, these fragments did not shed a single drop of blood, as if it were not a flesh-and-blood body at all.

But the golden-armored puppet only glanced at it and didn't care about this matter.

With his keen eyes, he had long since seen that Mu Qing was a wood-demon body. It was not strange at all that her corpse would turn into this state.

Now, he gave a sinister laugh, urged his hand-cast spell, and the guillotine swirled and shot out once again.

Its target was the nearby purple-blooded puppet.

Such a massive body made this puppet an excellent target.

Originally, according to his intentions, he naturally wanted to launch a sneak attack while the few of them had consumed most of their magic power, to wipe them all out in one go.

But unexpectedly, Liu Zu had actually snuck beneath the pool and even knew the rarely-heard-of technique of severing spiritual veins.

This made the golden-armored puppet feel extremely anxious.

If the opponent truly severed the connection between the pool and the local spiritual veins, even if he could kill these outsiders, he would still face severe punishment upon returning to his clan.

Therefore, after waiting for such a long time, he could no longer endure and made his move.

But what he didn't expect was that Mu Qing had been exceptionally vigilant, laying down so many warning spiritual threads nearby, causing him to expose his tracks without realizing it.

However, to the golden-armored puppet, this was also a matter of no consequence.

With the Five-Dragon Guillotine in hand, the enemies before him had consumed quite a bit of spiritual power, and there was also the distraction of the Nether-Thunder Beast. With so many favorable conditions, eliminating them was a sure thing.

The blood-robed person standing above the purple-blooded puppet saw the silver rainbow flying over, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes. Without a word, he pointed a hand toward the incoming silver rainbow.

Instantly, the massive blood ball before him trembled, transforming into a streak of blood light that shot out.

Almost at the same time, the purple-blooded puppet beneath him rapidly shrank in size amidst flashing purple light, transforming into the size of an ordinary person in the blink of an eye. But its six eyes flashed simultaneously, and six blood-red light pillars sprayed out in a straight line, following closely behind the blood ball.

The blood-robed person drifted to the side of the purple-blooded puppet.

"Boom!" Upon contact between the silver rainbow and the blood ball, it submerged into the ball without a sound.

Seeing this, the blood-robed person was overjoyed.

This blood ball of his was not formed from ordinary essence blood, but was refined from ten-thousand-year-old filth, specifically designed to defile all kinds of treasures and spiritual artifacts; it had almost never failed.

Even if this silver rainbow was powerful, it was absolutely impossible for it to be completely unaffected.

These thoughts had just crossed the blood-robed person's mind.

After a booming explosion, the smile in the blood-robed person's eyes instantly froze.

In an instant, the surface of that blood ball was pierced by countless silver rays, and it burst apart, transforming into a mass of pungent blood mist.

This blood mist only drifted for a moment before turning into foul-smelling black gas, dissipating and vanishing.

At this moment, the Five-Dragon Guillotine's silver rainbow had already collided with the six blood-red light pillars.

Strangely, the silver rainbow, which had been extremely sharp, felt its speed slow down slightly as it slashed onto the blood pillars, its surface silver light flickering.

In an instant, several light pillars struck it one after another, causing the silver rainbow to tremble several times and reveal its original form.

The blood-robed person's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly cast a spell with one hand.

Instantly, those blood-colored light pillars condensed, transforming into a blood-colored great sword that lunged at the guillotine, intertwining and battling with it.

The sharpness of the Five-Dragon Guillotine was unbelievable, but it could not immediately slice the blood-colored flying sword in two, and it was actually held off for a time.

Seeing this, the golden-armored puppet's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he urged the relevant incantations in his heart.

Instantly, the Five-Dragon Guillotine's silver light shone brilliantly, and as it spun, countless chilling lights surged out.

Finally, after a "bang," the blood sword was hacked into several pieces by the chilling light, transforming into a mass of blood light.

Seeing this, the blood-robed person in the distance suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mass of essence blood.

Following this, the blood transformed into several blood-colored runes, flickered before the blood-robed person, and eerily vanished without a trace.

The next moment, blood light flashed wildly in the distance, converged in one spot, and once again transformed into another blood-colored flying sword.

This flying sword hummed, flashed, and once again entangled the Five-Dragon Guillotine, appearing as if it would not let it fly away.

The white-haired matron had originally been terrified of the Five-Dragon Guillotine due to Mu Qing's unexpected fall. Now, seeing this treasure unexpectedly blocked by the blood-robed person's blood sword, she was immediately overjoyed.

She could no longer care about the black light array above her head, hurriedly flipped her hand, and a black leather bag appeared, which she offered up into the high sky.

As the bag drifted and turned, the mouth inverted, and a mass of gray, gloomy Yin Qi surged out. Within it, over a hundred exceptionally tall, fully-armed Yin-armored ghost soldiers appeared.

This woman had always kept this batch of ghost soldiers in reserve.

The white-haired matron let out a sharp whistle and pointed rapidly toward the golden-armored puppet in the distance.

The ghost soldiers immediately raised their swords and blades, rode the Yin wind, and charged toward the golden-armored puppet with battle cries.

Seeing this situation, the golden-armored puppet in the distance gave a cold laugh.

He turned his head and asked a horse-faced, human-bodied ghost creature beside him:

"These things are left to you; there's no problem, right?"

"My lord, rest assured. They are just some low-tier ghost creatures; how could they be my opponent?" The horse-faced ghost creature's body was exceptionally crystalline as it bowed and replied.

The puppet nodded.

Instantly, a glaze-like light flashed on the surface of the ghost creature's body, transforming into a streak of five-colored glow that shot out.

A moment later, it charged aggressively into the Yin wind, manifested a pair of long blades out of thin air, and began battling with those hundred-plus ghost soldiers.

The golden-armored puppet didn't even look at the slaughter over there, but immediately began chanting, once again sparing no spiritual sense to wildly urge the Five-Dragon Guillotine.

Instantly, the silver rainbow battling the blood sword let out a long, clear cry, and with a spin, it split into five, manifesting five astonishing rainbows of different colors.

One of them continued to intertwine and battle with the blood sword, while the other four split into two pairs, shooting toward the blood-robed person and the white-haired matron like lightning and thunder.

The white-haired matron's expression changed slightly. She looked at the green light screen in the sky, which was already tottering due to the lack of Mu Qing's magic power, and then glanced at the blood-robed person standing with the purple-blooded puppet. Her expression couldn't help but flicker.

Seeing that victory was hopeless, she couldn't help but feel a trace of a desire to retreat.

But just at this moment, a low, long whistle suddenly erupted from the golden light array covering the green pool below, followed by a violent fluctuation on the surface of the light array, causing the nearby ground to shake slightly once more.

"It is Fellow Daoist Liu Zu who is about to come out." The white-haired matron's ears suddenly received the blood-robed person's cold voice.

The white-haired matron was startled. As she hesitated, a chilling light flashed in front, and two astonishing rainbows arrived nearby with extreme speed.

Helpless, a disheveled ghost shadow appeared behind the white-haired matron. She grabbed into the void with both hands, and two massive black ghost hands manifested above the astonishing rainbows, grabbing downward.

At the same time, the matron herself flipped her hand, and a small white-bone banner appeared. As she waved it slightly, gray glow surged out, also sweeping toward the astonishing rainbows.

On the other side, the blood-robed person and the purple-blooded puppet, joining forces, were also surrounded by the other two astonishing rainbows, falling into a bitter struggle.

Just at this moment, a trace of warning suddenly arose in the white-haired matron's heart, and she couldn't help but turn her head to glance at a corner of the palace.

As a result, her face instantly turned iron-blue!

She saw that in the corner of the palace, beside Yuan Yao and Yan Li, who had originally been standing there blankly, a young man had appeared at some unknown time. This person had both hands pressed on the shoulders of the two women, and countless slender golden arcs were jumping out from his hands, surging wildly into the two women's bodies.

The young man was naturally Han Li.

Yuan Yao and Yan Li, who had originally been expressionless, trembled incessantly, and strands of blood were being forced out of their bodies, with expressions of extreme pain appearing on their faces.

"Little thief, you dare?" The white-haired matron, in shock and anger, suddenly let out a sharp shout.

Han Li, however, turned a blind eye to the matron's shout, only increasing the golden electric arcs surging from his hands by a few notches. The blood strands were instantly forced out of their bodies and turned into nothingness by the Evil-Warding Divine Thunder.

The two women's bodies went limp, and they collapsed toward the ground.

Cyan glow shone brilliantly on Han Li's body, engulfing the two women, and then he transformed into a streak of cyan rainbow, shooting straight toward the palace exit and fleeing.

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