3574: C3574 Sandstorm Break

C3574 Sandstorm Break

Because almost all of the black butterfly's mind is giving birth to poisonous gases and sand, and because the black butterfly didn't expect... At the crucial moment, Qing Zhao would use it as an abandoned pawn and stack it in pairs. As a result, the black butterfly, which was at the late stage of the Human Realm, had actually been devoured by Jiang Ting's Heavenly Fiend Soul. He killed it in one fell swoop.

The death of Black Butterfly didn't cause Qing Zhao to be sad... At this moment, he couldn't be bothered to be sad!

The situation of the battle was unpredictable, so how could he have the time to be sad?

In an instant.

Qing Zhao suddenly turned his palm into a claw and slapped the dead black butterfly on his shoulder. From the looks of it, his powerful magical power and strength seemed to be ready to tear the black butterfly into pieces.

Cruel?

That wasn't the case!

What he really wanted to attack wasn't the black butterfly, but the power of Jiang Ting's divine soul that killed the black butterfly's divine soul.

Why was the cold light able to pass through the sandstorm and the illusion of the ancient tree?

It was not because the cold light's power was heaven defying, but because the cold light was a divine soul attack, the power of the divine soul, and not magic power. At this moment, the part of the divine soul power that belonged to Jiang Ting had not returned after killing the black butterfly.

If Qing Zhao could destroy the divine soul power that Jiang Ting hadn't had the time to leave the corpse of the black butterfly, then Jiang Ting would definitely be heavily injured, and not even a hundred percent of his strength would remain!

This was the reason why Qing Zhao had decisively given up on the black butterfly after being threatened by Jiang Ting.

It wasn't that he didn't want to save it, but rather... In his opinion, the black butterfly was the reason why he had given up on the black butterfly. Using Black Butterfly as an abandoned child would make this battle even more advantageous... Black Butterfly's cultivation base was also at the late stage of the Human Realm. After Jiang Ting killed the black butterfly with his divine soul power, how much strength could it have left?

The remaining power could not protect the essence of the divine soul contained within the divine soul's power.

One had to say, once his palm fell... not only would the black butterfly's corpse be crushed, but the power of Jiang Ting's divine soul would also dissipate, causing Jiang Ting to no longer have any hope of winning.

But... with Jiang Ting's vast memories, experiences, and combat experience, would this not be considered a low-level mistake?

No!

Jiang Ting's voice rang out again, "What you think is just what I made you think. Who gave you the confidence to destroy the power of my divine soul?"

His voice rumbled like thunder in the end.

Qing Zhao turned his head and saw that Jiang Ting was still trapped in the sandstorm.

A tiger striking a mountain?

No, that wasn't it!

He saw the dozens of magical swords that had been struck to the ground by the sandstorm. Three of them, with unknown strength, rose into the air and staggered. They were not fast, but they were stumbling and stabbing at him... He also saw that... A cold beam of light pierced through the air.

That cold light... was still the same divine soul attack spell, Heavenly Fiend Soul Devouring!

With a single glance, Qing Zhao was certain that if he continued to slap the black butterfly in an attempt to wipe away the divine soul energy Jiang Ting hadn't returned in time, then as a price, he would definitely have to face another divine soul attack head-on.

He was able to sense that the divine soul attack wasn't as formidable as the divine soul attack that attacked the black butterfly earlier... but it couldn't be underestimated.

Once he was struck, even if he possessed a protective magic treasure, his divine soul would surely suffer some injuries... Those injuries might not be very important. However, when he was injured, it would definitely cause his magic power to go into disorder. He would be unable to control the sandstorm, and he would be unable to maintain the illusory image of the ancient tree.

And at that time, when the magical swords arrived... Even if the three magical swords were slanted, they would still lock onto three fatal points in his body. Once they were struck, he would die without a doubt.

After clarifying the situation, Qing Zhao's body trembled, and his face turned pale. "How could this be... How could this be... Where did your magical sword get its power from!?"

At the end of his words, he was practically roaring.

Of course, even though he had lost control of himself, Qing Zhao did not panic. He instantly stored the inner armor into his body to protect his divine soul. Then, his hand, which had originally been patting his shoulder, patted the magic sword.1

As he patted, a claw condensed from magical energy descended, only attacking the sword.

Because his attacks changed, an undetectable divine soul power appeared from within the black butterfly's body and quietly returned to Jiang Ting's body.

"Rumble..." The three crooked magic swords were knocked back into the clouds by Qing Zhao.

After that, Qing Zhao was struck by the cold light... Because there wasn't much divine soul energy contained within it, Qing Zhao's body only trembled slightly, and he didn't have much of a reaction.

On the other hand, the sandstorm that filled the sky suddenly stopped because of some problems that had occurred to Qing Zhao, and it almost lost its power and dissipated.

Even though the sandstorm still existed... Unfortunately, the phantom of the ancient tree had transformed into a fluorescent light and dispersed, and it was unable to reappear.

Half a breath later.

Qing Zhao's body returned to normal, and he extended his right hand to wipe the corner of his mouth... There was a faint trace of dark red there.

Jiang Ting's voice slowly sounded again. "Without the help of the black butterfly poison, your sandstorm won't be able to trap me."

Qing Zhao could see that Jiang Ting's face was deathly pale. Although his face was rapidly recovering, that sickly paleness wasn't fake.

He knew the reason!

Divine soul attack!

Jiang Ting first erupted the power of his divine soul to stimulate the Heavenly Fiend Soul Devouring to kill the black butterfly, then he once again used the Heavenly Fiend Soul Devouring to attack himself... Although it was a spell, it wasn't purely powered by magic power. Instead, it required the power of the divine soul.

The power of the divine soul was not the kind of power that could be casually replenished.

Instead, it involved the power of the divine soul.

Jiang Ting had just used the Heavenly Fiend Soul Devouring twice, and he did not have time to withdraw the power of the divine soul in the middle. Therefore, the power of Jiang Ting's divine soul at that time had almost been exhausted... If the divine soul power and mind power of those two attacks hadn't been able to return to his true body... Even if he survived, he would be no different from a cripple.

The collision of divine souls was too dangerous... Why was Jiang Ting's divine soul so shocking? But you don't like to use soul attacks? At the bottom of it all, it was because the power of the divine soul couldn't cause any problems. Once an external attack was launched, the slightest carelessness would cause a huge problem.

If it wasn't for Jiang Ting's careful consideration and confirming that there wouldn't be any problems with this attack, he wouldn't have used it so easily.

The result was also very good.

He'd caused Qing Zhao to suffer some minor injuries, and he'd directly killed Hei Die. His divine soul and mind had completely returned to normal and hadn't been damaged in the slightest. The only thing he'd expended was a bit of his soul power. Afterwards, he couldn't rashly use the Heavenly Fiend Soul Devouring Technique to avoid any mishaps.

On the other side.

Jiang Ting looked at the sand storm that was rapidly reducing its power. His magic power circulated, and Hua Feihua used it... Countless peach blossoms fell, and the sand storm was forcefully cut into countless areas by the peach blossoms.

After that, it disappeared.

In less than two breaths' time, the sand storm that filled the sky disappeared without a trace. Only a ball of yellow sand that had lost its luster returned to Qing Zhao's hand.

Qing Zhao glanced at the yellow sand that had lost its luster and raised his head. "How did you activate the magic sword just now?"

His voice was filled with unwillingness.

If it wasn't for the fact that three magic swords had suddenly risen into the air after being knocked down from the clouds... why would he have crippled Black Butterfly by miscalculation?

If the black butterfly was still there and the sandstorm that filled the sky didn't have the advantage of cultivation, who would be able to break through it!

Those three magical swords had all of their power and magical power grinded away by the wind fiend. Just now, on what basis could they still move and still attack?

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