he opponent's club, followed by a shadow of the club striking Xiao Dingming's left shoulder.Xiao Dingming let out a scream, his left shoulder shrunk several inches, bones cracking and shattering with...“It’s a good way to break a spell, isn't it” Lu XiaTian hid in the void, watching the whip dance like a snake. Composed of a single tree, the Purple Leaf Zhen Wu relied on its deep roots. Facing attacks of this level, it didn’t need any extra movements; just waving its whip could shatter the materialized blood-colored hands one by one.

Lu XiaTian was the first to break through to the Hè Tǐ Realm, his blood essence power being much more substantial and refined than Zi Ye Zhen Wu's demonic power. However, Zi Ye Zhen Wu, in this void where Earthly Spirit Power was extremely concentrated, could obviously utilize a significantly larger amount of Heaven and Earth Spirit Power. In short, within a limited timeframe, neither party had the upper hand.

In the void, Lu Xia tian with a faint yellow glow emanating from his body, stepped out holding a concrete mirror. At the same time, in several other directions, figures identical to Lu Xia tian stood suspended in mid-air, each holding mirrors of different colors: gold, green, blue, and red.

Every mirror surface emanated a luminous glow, as if it were real.

Every mirror face, when reflecting the void, emits a golden-green beam of light, totaling five colors, which shoots towards Ziye Zhenwu.

Each beam of light wasn't particularly powerful, even Zi Ye Zhenwu felt a bit puzzled. This didn't seem like Lu Xia Tian's style at all. Could it be that during this period, Lu Xia Tian had also suffered significant losses, or perhaps other magical artifacts were unusable Especially that Fang Tian Hua Ji (square halberd), when combined with the cultivation techniques Lu Xia Tian practiced, its power was unmatched, its sharpness unparalleled.

Zi Ye Zhen Wu guessed correctly, Lu Xiaotian’s current abilities were indeed somewhat limited. He couldn't use his magical treasures and artifacts anymore. Compared to before, his methods were indeed a bit monotonous.

But soon a change occurred. Five-colored beams of light—gold, crimson, and green—shot out from each mirror. At first glance, their power seemed unremarkable. However, as these rays intertwined, their momentum shifted dramatically.

Not only was Ziyè Zhēnwù surprised, even Lǔ Xiǎotiān was astonished. The attacks of the *True Illusion Saint Canon* were never particularly strong, and Lü Xiǎotiān didn't use them often when battling opponents. Unexpectedly, after these mirror images' attacks converged, they underwent these strange changes.

The five-colored light pillars were still inferior to Lu Xiaitian's main cultivation techniques, such as the "Eight Pole Halberds of the Great Wilderness" and the Flying Sword, but the gap wasn't as obvious anymore. Once they hit an enemy, the damage inflicted was considerable.

Ziyè Zhēn Wù's single eye blinked, and a gigantic vine on his body shot out towards the five-colored light pillar in mid-air.

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Lu Xia Tian's mouth twitched, "Move!"

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Just as the five-colored light pillars should have been heading towards the bamboo strips, they suddenly and eerily shifted several feet. In a duel between masters, even the smallest difference can lead to a world of change. This shift of just a few feet was significant.

The vine whip, incredibly sharp, lashed out at the empty space in an instant. The interwoven five-colored light pillars landed on the side of the vine whip.

Zi Ye Zhen Wu couldn't help but cry out in pain, the rattan whip was scorched by the five-colored light column with a palm-sized scar. A swirl of five-colored aura twisted at the scar, constantly trying to drill into it.

Ziyè Zhēn Wū's rattan whip lashed out violently, but he was unable to directly strike down the five-colored halo. Instead, it pierced through him. Ziyè Zhēn Wū gritted his teeth, and the rattan whip suddenly broke apart on its own. The broken part lost Ziyè Zhēn Wū's magical support and was quickly engulfed by the five-colored halo.

“Muddy Purple Wheel!” With a clash, Zi Ye Zhen Wu, who had been caught off guard, cried out. Behind the towering giant tree that reached dozens of meters high, a ray of purple light suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance, instantly forming a huge purple wheel. Wherever the purple wheel passed, everything around it was bathed in a faint purple glow as if blinded by its radiance. It was about to engulf Lu Xiaottian’s several phantom spirit avatars.

How could Lu Xia Tian make Zi Ye Zhen Wu's wish come true With a wave of his hand, he grasped the void. A powerful blood energy formed into a crimson eight-legged spider in mid-air. The eight legs of the spider trembled, carrying immense suction force, directly ensnaring Zi Lun.

Purple Leaf Zhen Wu opened his mouth and spat out several hedgehog-like wooden burrs. They flew from his mouth without touching the crimson eight-armed spider, then exploded with a deafening boom, transforming into countless razor-sharp wood splinters that shot towards the crimson eight-armed spider.

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In the blink of an eye, the crimson eight-legged spider was pierced through by the razor-sharp wooden spikes. Without the blood essence power condensing this blood beast's restraint, the purple wheel's light radiated like mercury spilling onto the ground, penetrating everything. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the purple light intertwined with the earthy spiritual energy, illuminating the surroundings.

The Spirit Avatar wielded the five-colored light beams formed by the Golden, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth Mirrors, which snaked towards its target. Yet within the expanse of purple light surrounding it, circles upon circles of purple wheels silently emerged, contracting around the five-colored light beams like tightening hoops.

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At the same time, the hundreds of icy wooden thorns that exploded from the cluster of wood burrs flashed in the air, seeming chaotic and random, but in reality, they were surprisingly organized. They divided into four waves, encircling the area where Lu Xia Tian stood on all sides.

“It seems we found this rather early.” Lu Xiaoxian’s eyes held a hint of surprise. Moreover, the movement pattern of these four waves of wood thorns was quite orderly, resembling an intricate and well-structured formation. Though derived from the Four Symbols, it differed significantly, possessing formidable power. Originally, Ziye Zhenwu wasn't very knowledgeable about formations. However, to be able to utilize such a technique at this point indicated that she had integrated the old monster's original skills.

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The phantom spirit's multiple reflections used the five-colored light beams from the magic mirror to continuously shoot out, but they were constantly trapped by the purple wheel. Even if they wanted to break free, it didn't seem like it would be possible anytime soon.

And Ziye Zhenwu's eyes were also extremely sharp. In such a short time, he discovered Lu Xiaitian's hidden true body, not to mention that he directly used such a fierce method to confine Lu Xiaitian's true body in a relatively small area.

"Zǐwū Zhēnjiāo!" Seeing that Lü Xiaotiān had revealed his true form, Zǐyè Zhēn Wū let out a sinister chuckle. With a low bellow, the four waves of wooden thorns twisted and writhed, transforming into four colossal wooden cobras, each several zhang in length.

Four wooden cobras, like dragons diving into the sea, swam in a vast purple wave.

In the blink of an eye, four Mujiao had wound themselves around Lu Xiaoteng. Zi Ye Zhenwu's eyes were filled with malice. Since escaping from Lu Xiaoteng’s grasp, the shadow of Lu Xiaoteng had lingered in his heart for a long time. Only by killing Lu Xiaoteng could Zi Ye Zhenwu eradicate the demons within his own heart.

“Not bad, but with this little bit of skill you want to fight me You're still a long way off.” Lu Xia Tian’s main body faced the four ferocious Mu Jiao that were about to entangle him without any fear.

“Let’s see what you can do to break through my Four-Square Formation, composed of the Violet Uproar True Flood Dragons.” Ziyè Zhēn Wū had some doubts in his heart. Lù Xiǎotiān shouldn't be this easy to deal with, but the battle between the two sides was ever-changing. Even if Lù Xiǎotiān’s cultivation was higher than his, once he was entangled by his Wood Dragons, he would find it hard to escape death.ver, his control over this formation seemed to have not reached a certain level. Especially when he was distracted by fighting, the power of the formation would weaken significantly.At this time, Lu X...