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Liu Zong's expression changed as the malevolence on his face intensified. He looked at the ripples coming from the mountain walls around the altar and stood still. His eyes looked around but he could not find a single flaw.

Faintly, a terrifying will seemed to surround him. This thought contained an indescribable power and was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The people from the Lunar Scourge still hadn't left. However, when they saw this scene, their hearts trembled and they felt a hint of danger.

"This seems to be some kind of mystical technique. Looks like the user has already reached the peak of its growth."

"What a dense thought."

The few disciples from Yue Lai Jie suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Then, the gazes that they used to look at Liu Zong with became dark and gloomy.

This guy was actually willing to become a puppet of the Blood Sea Realm.

The scene of him devouring the Blood Soul Pearl before was clearly reflected in his eyes.

"I hope that the youth from this sect will clean up the mess for me."

One of the disciples had a disdainful look on his face as he coldly replied.

When the other disciples saw this, they paused for a moment. However, in the end, they did not object. Liu Zong's actions were no longer worthy of being part of the Lunar Illusion Realm.

Swoosh.

While they were speaking, Liu Zong's malevolent eyes had also instantly locked onto the few of them. When he heard the words spoken by the disciples, his face turned incomparably dark and dark, while killing intent filled his face.

"Die!"

Liu Zong roared as he opened his mouth and spat out an astonishing amount of Spiritual Aura. With a wave of his palm, a massive torrent of blood-red Spiritual Energy surged out. Liu Zong did not retreat as he directly rushed out as if he teleported, closing the distance between him and the other disciples.

"Damn it!" The strength that Liu Zong had displayed was not something that they could withstand. With a low cry, everyone's eyes met, and in the next moment, they scattered like birds and beasts.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Liu Zong laughed loudly. The malevolence on his face became even more intense. As he looked at the fleeing disciple, a sense of joy emerged in his heart.

Don't you usually like to be arrogant in front of me? Now you're not running away like a rat?

Liu Zong's eyes locked onto one of the disciples. His sharp palm slightly bent as he grabbed at the disciple from a distance.

Ah!

A mist of blood filled the air behind this disciple. A ray of bloody light burst out, and like a claw emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, it mercilessly pierced through this disciple's chest.

The remaining few disciples' faces were filled with even more fear. Right now, Liu Zong was simply too terrifying, even if they were to work together, they would still not be a match for the other party. However, it did not seem that they could escape on their own.

At the moment, this disciple's example had undoubtedly made all the other disciples feel a chill in their hearts.

"Jie, jie, jie!" Liu Zong let out a strange laugh and the malevolence on his face became increasingly terrifying. It was as if killing was a convenient matter.

"Now it's your turn." Liu Zong's body moved and turned into countless blood figures. They directly enveloped one of the disciples from all directions.

"Liu Zong, you will die a horrible death!"

That disciple was none other than the first disciple who questioned Liu Zong earlier. Seeing that, he knew that it was impossible to escape and slowly closed his eyes. Spiritual Energy surged out from within his body and turned into a torrential wave that howled out.

This disciple was also decisive and directly chose to self-destruct using the most direct method!

"Even if I die, I won't let you off easy!" The disciple suddenly opened his eyes. His blood-colored eyes were filled with a sense of righteousness. His body moved, shook the air, and appeared in front of Liu Zong.

"Sigh, I really can't watch this any longer."

A regretful sigh resounded through the surroundings. After which, a figure appeared in front of Liu Zong without any warning. There was no Spiritual Energy fluctuation around him, but it contained a terrifying concept.2

The appearance of this concept was filled with a mysterious and mysterious power. The disciple who was planning to self-destruct suddenly gradually withdrew his aura. His eyes were calm and a solemness appeared within Liu Zong's eyes.

"Pretentious." Liu Zong let out a cold laugh as he furiously swatted down at Ling Jian's body, chasing after him like a ghost.

"Focus!"

Facing Liu Zong's crazy direct attack, Ling Jian suddenly sat up straight. He clasped his hands together, entered into deep thought, and closed his eyes, but the concept around his body became increasingly condensed, like amber, it gradually condensed into a solid. This is the manifestation of a certain purity and purity of the concept.

"Try receiving my punch!"

These eight fists were completely golden in color and filled with a kind of terrifying power. They seemed to carry a faint and boundless buddhist intent, and as the Buddhist chanting resounded, it was intoxicating, as if it was able to exorcise demons, incomparably mystical.

Roar!

The fist shook the air and descended abruptly from within the Zen Amber. Then, the eight fists converged together and enveloped Liu Zong's body, the overbearing fist glow superimposed over each other and a muffled sound similar to that of a mountain rock resounded out. In the end, in front of Liu Zong's body, the fist turned into a three meter long fist that directly tore through the air like a small mountain, appearing as though it had teleported and landed on Liu Zong's body.

His entire arm was directly dislocated and turned into fine powder that filled the sky. His body quickly retreated, while the Shaolin Form and Will Boxing followed closely behind, no matter how Liu Zong tried to break away, he was unable to completely break away from the bones of the punch. Until both parties had exhausted almost all of their strength, and the light on the Golden Fist had gradually dimmed, there was a trend of wanting to stop.

"Damn it." Liu Zong yelled, "What kind of demonic art is this?"

Liu Zong's eyes were dark and sinister. Although he cursed at them, he was already extremely shocked and his eyes drooled. It seemed that even the best skills in the past month were unable to contend against him.

The killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger. If it was previously because he was too envious of the other party, then it was no longer the same. Now, he only wanted to take everything that belonged to Ling Jian for himself!

"Seems like this Buddhist chanting does not have much of an effect on you."

Ling Jian also felt the increasingly fiery demon intent within the latter's body. His body immediately moved, appearing in front of Shaolin Form and Will Boxing, as a fist imprinted itself onto his Form and Will Boxing.

"Buddhist Seal!"

A buddhist intent swept out from Ling Jian's body as it gathered onto the mountain-like fist. Within the fist, the glass seal emitted a glazed light as it poured into the golden fist.

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