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Chapter 840

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Just at this moment, a sudden change erupted!

Only to see the seven-colored poison mist around the palace remains suddenly surge violently, dozens of black figures rushing out from the poison mist, charging toward Xu Ping'an and the others as well as the other three Hunting Demon Squads.

These people wore black cloaks, black masks on their faces, their specific features impossible to see, dense black qi coiling around their whole bodies.

One look and it was clearly deliberate, not wanting to reveal their true faces.

The leading black figure's aura was quite powerful, suspected Earth-grade Golden Core Perfection, strength far surpassing his companions.

And the remaining black figures, their cultivation bases were all at Golden Core Stage.

"An ambush?"

Xu Ping'an's eyes narrowed, mana surging around his body: "Everyone be careful, prepare for battle!"

The other three Hunting Demon Squads, at this moment, also reacted, hurriedly assuming combat stances.

The mysterious people's strength was formidable, their moves ruthless, their techniques strange, skilled in assassination and poison arts.

The magic tools in their hands were all coated with deadly poison; once struck, one's meridians would be eroded by the deadly poison.

A mysterious person wielding a black dagger, his figure flashing, like a bolt of black lightning charged toward Xu Ping'an and the others, the dagger coiling with black qi and deadly poison, pointing straight at Li Yueyao, the one with the weakest cultivation in the team.

"Watch out!"

Mo Chen shot out swiftly, verdant spiritual light coiling around his whole body.

Though he was not skilled in frontal combat, he could construct defense with mana.

In an instant he blocked in front of Li Yueyao, palm condensing, a thick vine suddenly winding toward the mysterious person's wrist, while his other hand formed a seal, a healing spiritual light covering his palm.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out, Mo Chen and the mysterious person collided, the vine instantly corroded and snapped by the black qi, his figure trembling slightly, his whole person retreating several steps.

Jiang Weirui at the side seeing this, water light rippling around her body, she raised her hand and waved, a clear water curtain emerging out of thin air, blocking in front of Mo Chen, isolating the enemy's follow-up attacks.

"Many thanks."

Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, spiritual light around his body growing even denser, waving his hand to fling out several tough vines, spreading toward the surroundings.

On one hand binding the mysterious people, restricting their movements.

On the other hand, expanding his own safety range.

On the other side, Shi Feng gripping the thousand-catty heavy Xuan Iron Great Blade with both hands, he strode forward, blocking in front of everyone, engaging the mysterious people in frontal struggle.

Every strike of the Xuan Iron Great Blade carried the force of a thousand jun, metal-element mana infused into the blade body, even more so sharp blade radiance gushing out.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Several crisp sounds, the mysterious person's dagger was cleaved in two by Shi Feng's single slash, then the blade momentum unabated, following through to cleave onto the mysterious person, blade radiance tearing through the opponent's black cloak and protective black qi, forcibly breaking open the defense, leaving a wound deep enough to show bone.

But the mysterious people were not just one, and their techniques were strange, their body techniques swift.

Though Shi Feng was strong, being entangled by two mysterious people, he also became hard-pressed.

Su Qinghan's gaze sharp, fingertips condensing several ice blades, the ice blades gleaming with cold frosty light, shooting toward the attacking mysterious people at extreme speed.

Simultaneously she lightly exhaled a mouthful of cold qi at the ground, the ground instantly condensing a layer of thick ice, restricting the mysterious people's body techniques.

The Ice Spirit Root's crowd-control effect revealed, the restricted mysterious people's body techniques sluggish, attacks becoming increasingly messy.

Li Yueyao wasn't idle either, taking out the top-grade talismans gifted by her father, firing them in succession at the mysterious people.

Various golden lights, water flows, spikes appearing, the scene quite spectacular.

Jiang Weirui seeing this also took out her self-refined talismans: "Water Explosion Talisman, explode!"

The talisman exploded, a huge water surge welling up out of thin air, carrying ice stalactites, rushing toward the mysterious people.

Many people were sent flying, the black qi on their bodies dissipating, revealing the black tight clothes inside.

"Hmph!"

"A bunch of ants, also daring to covet the Ancient Ruins?"

"Today, I'll have you all buried here!"

The leading mysterious person coldly snorted, his tone full of disdain.

The black sword in his hand suddenly slashing, a pitch-black sword radiance bursting out, wanting to first kill Xu Ping'an, then kill the others.

A trace of fierce color flashed through Xu Ping'an's eyes, facing this not fearing in the slightest.

Five colors surging around his whole body, the long spear in his hand fiercely waving, gold, wood, water, fire, earth five-colored spiritual lights intertwining, a five-colored spear radiance erupting from the spear tip, stabbing straight toward the opponent.

Boom!

A huge sound, the five-colored spear radiance and black sword radiance colliding together, instantly erupting a powerful shockwave, spreading toward all directions.

The seven-colored poison mist was blown away by more than half, even the cracks in the ground were shaken to expand several degrees.

The leading mysterious person was surprised, then grinned savagely: "Worthy of being a Five Elements Spiritual Root, today, you will undoubtedly die!"

His words just falling, his figure flashing, the black sword in his hand waving again.

In a split second, countless black sword radiance shot toward Xu Ping'an, the sword radiance containing strange law power, even carrying deadly poison, numbers dense and numerous, covering all retreat routes, clearly wanting a sure-kill strike.

Sensing the intense killing intent emitted by the opponent, Xu Ping'an's gaze deepened: "Five-Colored Divine Light!"

Green, red, yellow, white, black, five radiances intertwining together, forming a dazzling divine light.

His mind moving, the Five-Colored Divine Light "whoosh" sweeping out horizontally.

Wherever it passed, whether sword light, law power, or deadly poison, all were instantly resolved by the Five-Colored Divine Light, not leaving a single trace, as if they had never existed.

And the divine light's power did not diminish, continuing to sweep toward the opposite side.

The lead mysterious person's face changed greatly, his eyes revealing a hint of disbelief; he knew the Five Color Divine Ability as the number one ranked divine ability was strong, yet he had not expected it to be so unreasonable, able to easily resolve even his all-out attack.

At this moment wanting to dodge, yet discovering the divine light came with locking, no matter how he evaded he could not shake it off, only able to watch helplessly as the Five-Colored Divine Light filled his pupils.

"No!"

A shrill roar echoed through the Funeral Path Wilderness, the Five-Colored Divine Light precisely striking the lead mysterious person.

His whole person was swallowed by the Five-Colored Divine Light, his body dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the black sword in his hand, after being brushed by the divine light, also turned into flying ash.

This was an Earth-grade Golden Core Perfection existence, yet facing the number one ranked Five-Colored Divine Light, he actually had no chance to resist at all, directly slain in one move.

The remaining mysterious people seeing their leader killed, their morale instantly plummeted, thoughts of retreat sprouting in their hearts.

Even the Earth-grade Golden Core Perfection leader was not Xu Ping'an's opponent, then they these Golden Core Early Stage, Middle Stage cultivators, even more impossible to contend with him.

Continuing to stay, the result would only be dying in vain.

"Kill!"

Xu Ping'an shouted loudly, the Five-Colored Divine Light cast continuously, killing toward the remaining mysterious people.

Where the divine light passed, the mysterious people's protective black qi, the magic tools in their hands, all shattered in an instant, fundamentally nothing able to block it.

The other three Hunting Demon Squads reacted, taking advantage of the mysterious people's plummeting morale and lack of will to fight, beginning an all-out counterattack.

You must know, anyone able to kill through the Corroding Bone Forest Sea and deeply enter the Funeral Path Wilderness, not a single one is easy to deal with, all possessing formidable strength.

Such a group gathered together, even a Demon King would have to retreat three shelters.

Although this group of mysterious people's strength was not weak, with their leader gone, they soon fell into a disadvantage!

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