Chapter 513: The Moment of Absolute Kill

A green light appeared in the distant sky, and a Nether Shaman, no more than a zhang in size, flew over and stood outside the domain.

Its face was covered with scales, and dozens of bean-sized small eyes were hidden in the gaps of the scales, unable to distinguish which was the main eye.

This Nether Shaman was so close, its aura was flamboyant, and its whole body was filled with thick medicinal Qi. Little Wei Yuan swept his spiritual sense and distinguished several well-known life-extending drugs.

This Nether Shaman had a special posture, with a large body and short limbs, dragging a long tail, but its overall body size was a circle smaller than other Nether Shamans. Little Wei Yuan had seen many Nether Shamans, but he had never seen this race. Its aura was also different from other Nether Shamans, carrying an unusual weirdness.

Before Little Wei Yuan could answer, the voice of Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue rang out: "Where did this shelled crawler come from? Just by you, you are worthy to challenge my disciple's disciple? Come, come, come, let this old Daoist try his hand first to see how many moves it takes to shatter your broken shell!"

Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue was wrapped in jade-colored light bands, like a true immortal descending to the world. The firmament was pitch black, the full moon was hidden behind the clouds, revealing a quiet and secluded radiance, illuminating Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue's solemn and cold face. The jade bands carried hazy moonlight, and between the floating, divine power surged on them, lush and substantial.

A voice suddenly rang in Little Wei Yuan's ear: "The Shaman tribe used secret methods to cover the Shattered Domain with the sky iron curtain. Now the gaze of the monsters outside the sky is temporarily blocked. Next is the Yu Jing battle. You must be careful!"

As early as when that strange Nether Shaman appeared, Little Wei Yuan felt that heaven and earth were wrong. Seeing Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue also appear in a grand manner, he guessed it was almost the same.

Now that he had the guidance of Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue, Little Wei Yuan couldn't help but say, "Is such a big move necessary?"

Xuanyue said, "The Shaman tribe is definitely not stupid. Many Nether Shamans and Holy Shamans are smarter than humans. Since they did this, it is absolutely necessary. Perhaps it is you, perhaps it is Qingming, that has special value to them."

Before Xuanyue could give more guidance, two Nether Shamans appeared in front of Fenhai Zhenjun Xuanyue and said, "The unfinished battle last time can continue."

Three figures disappeared instantly and went to fight outside the sky.

That strange Nether Shaman slowly approached Little Wei Yuan, and two majestic old men suddenly appeared in the sky, shouting, "You want to use force, have you asked us?"

These two old men were the two Yu Jing elders sent by the Cui family, but the Shaman tribe had long been prepared, and two more Nether Shamans took on them.

In the firmament, the Holy Shaman in a white robe appeared, facing Little Wei Yuan from afar and saying, "Juling is your opponent, you don't need to think about other possibilities. Everyone on your side has their own opponent, and if they are not careful, they might perish. Oh, by the way, the ground still has to be fought as usual!"

The Shaman tribe's large army had entered the range of the city defense cannons, and the sound of cannons began to ring out. Groups of flames exploded in the Shaman tribe's army, blowing countless Shaman tribe warriors into the sky. But under the sound of the sky-shaking war drums, one Shaman tribe member after another had their eyes turn pitch black, restless, and desperately killed toward the human race's positions.

Little Wei Yuan was calmer than ever before. At this moment, his side still had three Yu Jing, Zhu Zhu Yuanjin, Wei Wei Boyang, and Bao Manshan, while the Shaman tribe side, besides Juling who was specially prepared for Little Wei Yuan, had the Holy Shaman, three Nether Shamans, and one Desolate Shaman. At this moment when Yu Jing could fully open their combat power, the Shaman tribe's advantage was unusually obvious.

The danger of this battle far exceeded the past.

Little Wei Yuan quietly transmitted to Bao Yun: "Stay in the fortress behind the city, do not show yourself."

On this battlefield where Yu Jing roamed, Bao Yun, who had not yet become a Dharma Form, was exceptionally fragile. Who knew when there would be a strike from a Yu Jing from afar.

Just when Little Wei Yuan couldn't calculate a response plan, a quiet, winding sword light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, stabbing directly at the Holy Shaman!

Su Su Xuejing?

Little Wei Yuan didn't expect that he didn't leave, but instead directly made a move to pick on the Holy Shaman opposite!

The Holy Shaman waved his hand to take the sword light, but didn't want the sword light to divide into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into hundreds or thousands of paths, dividing and merging, flickering, making him spend a lot of effort to annihilate all the sword lights.

The Holy Shaman's face was a bit gloomy, "You are not even Yu Jing, and you want to fight me?"

Su Su Xuejing stood in the void and said, "If I were also a Shaman tribe and achieved Holy Shaman at this moment, I think I would be able to sit firmly in the top five among the Holy Shamans of the past and present. And you are just a mediocre person among the Holy Shamans. It's just that it's interesting to fight across two realms. If the realms were the same, are you worthy of my sword?"

The Holy Shaman was so angry that his face turned iron blue, but he didn't say much, just picked up the sword light in front of him, and instantly disappeared with Su Su Xuejing.

At this time, Wei Wei Boyang, Zhu Zhu Yuanjin, and Bao Manshan appeared at the same time. These three were all good at surprise attacks, and they had joined forces to kill a Nether Shaman last time, so the Shaman tribe had their own targeted arrangements.

But Wei Wei Boyang suddenly rose with the brilliant aura of a human king, his long knife rolled, cleverly rolling away the two weakest of the three Nether Shamans, leaving a strong one for his companions.

Seeing Zhu Zhu Yuanjin and Bao Manshan eyeing them covetously, the Desolate Shaman who was originally beating the war drums had to put down the drumsticks and greet Bao Manshan.

At this point, Juling had no more obstacles, and in the center of the Shaman army, Grandmaster Hongye sat still, looking coldly at Little Wei Yuan.

Juling threw away the green robe on his body, revealing a coiled body shaped like a seahorse. Two pairs of wings spread out from behind him, and with a light flap, he arrived in front of Little Wei Yuan!

Little Wei Yuan slashed his spear horizontally, and the Scarlet Night Immortal-Slaying Sword on the spear shaft drew a bright red thin line, blocking in front of Ju Ling. At the same time, he pointed his right hand toward the sky, and instantly thirty lightning bolts stacked together, fiercely striking Ju Ling's body. Ju Ling's sharp, long mouth suddenly blew out countless bubbles, moving at an unimaginably fast speed. Little Wei Yuan had no room to dodge at all and was hit by more than ten of them! The bubbles would explode upon touching Dao power, with a power equivalent to a Dharma Form strike. With the terror of Little Wei Yuan's Dharma body, he was still shaken to the point that his blood and Qi were in turmoil.

But Juling was not feeling well either. Each of Little Wei Yuan's 30 lightning bolts was equivalent to a full-strength strike of a Dao Foundation cultivator at the perfection of Dao Foundation, and the lightning bolts were instantaneous and unavoidable. Juling ate 30 lightning bolts in an instant, and several scales were blown up.

Both sides made full moves, and in the blink of an eye, they bombarded each other with hundreds of Dao arts and Shaman arts, each using nearly a hundred different spells.

This round of probing, Little Wei Yuan discovered that this opponent's Shaman art casting was as fast as lightning, and there was no pause in the middle at all. A series of Shaman arts could be completely unrelated to each other, or they could be connected to each other, and the power increased step by step. All Shaman arts were used like an instinct of breathing, becoming as soon as the thought moved.

Both sides only fought for a few breaths, and each ate hundreds of spells from the opponent. Juling's spells were unpredictable, and Little Wei Yuan ate at least dozens of different Shaman arts, and now there were seven or eight different curses on his body, and more than a dozen Shaman arts that were constantly eroding his body.

And Little Wei Yuan's attainments in spells were far inferior to his opponent, and most of the Dao arts were futile. After discovering this problem, Little Wei Yuan changed to only using the Lightning Art, smashing dozens of Lightning Arts on Juling's head every breath, boring but effective.

In the eyes of outsiders, a magic power storm appeared around Little Wei Yuan and Juling, containing who knew how much energy, soaring straight into the sky.

Little Wei Yuan suddenly felt a move in his heart and shouted, "You are a Spirit Shaman!"

Juling made a strange, sharp laugh and said, "You are very sharp, that's right, I am a Spirit Shaman. Also, guess how much life I have?"

"10,000 years?"

"30,000!"

Please... you... collect_(!)

Little Wei Yuan was shocked! This life span was already chasing immortals, and even longer than some immortals!

This Juling was indeed an opponent specially prepared for that Yang Bullet. And it was extremely fast, with countless spells that could instantly change direction, change speed, and even move, clearly betting that Little Wei Yuan's shot would not hit.

Countless possibilities flashed through Little Wei Yuan's mind, and the Human World Fireworks immediately gave the answer: The Shaman tribe probably didn't know that the Yang Bullet had a must-hit attribute, otherwise they wouldn't have sent Juling out. Its speed and dodging were meaningless in front of the must-hit of the immortal status.

Juling was clearly a special talent race, so it had such a long life. But apart from that, it was slightly weaker than other Nether Shamans in all aspects, just didn't know what hidden talent Shaman art it had as a Spirit Shaman.

Little Wei Yuan instantly had an idea, a dim yellow light lit up on the tip of the Scarlet Night Demon-Subduing Sword, making Little Wei Yuan's smile look exceptionally ferocious.

"Then you also guess, how much life can I cut off with this shot?"

Juling clearly felt the terror of that dim yellow light and exclaimed, "How can you still use the spear?"

"You guess!" Little Wei Yuan smiled even more brilliantly.

Juling's task was to exhaust Little Wei Yuan's Yang Bullet, but now Little Wei Yuan could still use the Twilight of the Immortal Road. This was not a one-time magic treasure but a spear technique Dao art, which could be used repeatedly. Even if it only cut 100 years of life with one shot, Juling was unwilling.

Juling began to become cautious, not seeking merit but seeking no mistakes.

Little Wei Yuan didn't force it, fighting back and forth with Juling. Although he was still at a disadvantage, occasionally shaking the Twilight of the Immortal Road, Juling also had to retreat.

Little Wei Yuan had already concentrated four strands of purple Qi into the young girl Yin-Yang, and now he was waiting for a moment of absolute kill. Little Wei Yuan didn't expect Yin-Yang to be able to kill Juling, but a heavy injury was mostly possible. It was just that Juling was slippery and difficult to lock, so Little Wei Yuan fought with him first, while simultaneously allocating a part of his spiritual sense to command the ground battle.

The Grandmaster Hongye in the distant rear was sitting still and had no intention of making a move, and didn't know what he was thinking. But Little Wei Yuan didn't dare to be careless at all. This Grandmaster Hongye had been targeted by the Heavenly Shaman, and Tian Yu also warned to be careful of Grandmaster Hongye.

Little Wei Yuan was waiting for Grandmaster Hongye to launch a blood curse or some other major curse, so that there would be cause and effect, and he could counterattack with the peerless Dao domain of the world, strengthening the cause and effect. With a close causal connection, Grandmaster Hongye would not be able to escape the Yang Bullet.

A moment later, the Shaman tribe's vanguard had collided with Ding'an City, and the left and right routes bypassed and attacked according to the previous route, with more troops than before. However, Li Zhi's Zhenshan Army had already suffered heavy losses, and the small fortresses on the first line in the east had all been blown up.

Like the previous two battles, the casualties of the defenders, who were mainly civilians, rose in a straight line. Little Wei Yuan took the time to add the Instant All Living Beings to them, which barely held the defense line.

In the night, Feng Feng Chutang flew toward the New City with some delay.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 514 =====