Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

That instant.

The Daoist's usually calm and composed expression finally showed a hint of surprise and astonishment.

Huh?

Within this formation...

"Roar!"

It was accompanied by a roar that resounded through the sky.

The pressure around Daojun suddenly increased!

That is……

The power of the dragon vein!

Dark clouds drifted in.

It begins to slowly erode the starry sky above.

Daojun finally frowned slowly.

I never expected to get this far.

That being the case.

We can't approach this with a playful attitude anymore.

"Ding--"

Mysterious and wondrous sounds.

The soles of the Daoist's feet.

A giant ink-wash lotus flower suddenly bloomed.

Petals in full bloom.

It suppressed the entire Twelve Star Flow Formation.

midair.

In an instant.

The entire Gouyue Cliff seemed to have turned into a mirror.

The ink-wash flowers from the ground were reflected into the air.

Above and below the sky.

Two ink-wash lotus flowers gradually approached each other.

And every point closer.

The pressure from those around them is even greater.

Suddenly.

Cracks even appeared on the formation of the Twelve Star Streams!

Even with the blessing of the dragon vein, and even with all preparations made in advance.

But Dao Jun is Dao Jun after all.

They are among the top combat forces in the world.

How could we be so easily suppressed?

In the blink of an eye.

The two sides became tense again.

only……

This place is, after all, the Immortal Sect of Cloud Sea.

Visible to the naked eye.

The starlight falling from the sky is constantly replenishing the two ink-wash lotus flowers with energy.

This is a long time.

If this continues...

Defeat was inevitable.

Gu Beihan narrowed his cold eyes and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Aren't you going to let me make a move?"

"If this continues, they won't be able to hold on for much longer."

The young man in front of him remained calm and composed.

He merely raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, and slowly said...

"My Lady Goddess."

"Sometimes you have to trust your companions a little."

"They are not that weak."

Rather, it's more accurate to say...

Su Qing revealed a satisfied expression.

That's something we can do.

This was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"What do you mean?"

Gu Beihan was about to press for more information.

suddenly.

The already crumbling Twelve Star Stream Formation suddenly erupted.

It turned into countless fragments that shimmered with dazzling brilliance.

Like a blade.

They gathered around Daojun.

Even though there was a distance between them.

Gu Beihan still felt a chilling aura emanating from it.

This is?

"Oh?"

Daojun showed a hint of appreciation.

"Concentrate all your power into one point and unleash it."

"Is this to compensate for explosive power?"

"An interesting idea, but unfortunately... if you miss, does it mean nothing?"

The debris raining down from the sky was indeed astonishing in its force.

But for Daojun...

The speed is just too slow.

She was about to dodge.

suddenly.

A petal flashed past my eyes.

Ink wash colors.

But only at first glance.

Daojun immediately recognized that it was not his own power.

Suddenly.

Countless petals turned around and launched an attack on her, their "master".

Ying Zhexian narrowed her eyes.

Raise your hand.

It directly shattered the sea of ​​petals in front of him.

Hallucination?

Although the illusion was sophisticated, it could only hold back the Dao Lord for a moment.

at the same time.

A gentle, verdant breeze swept by.

It quietly carried away the fragments of starlight in mid-air.

Suddenly.

Those fragments were moving much faster!

In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of us!

And at that moment.

An unparalleled spear intent and... another deep, icy chill emanated from it.

An interplay of black and red.

It crashed down on the two ink-wash lotus flowers with an unparalleled force.

"Snap—"

The sound of shattering was incredibly clear.

next moment.

Ji Lanxue raised her voice.

"Little Dark!"

The figure of the goddess Luo drifted out.

His whole body was enveloped in a chilling, pitch-black aura.

His face was ashen, devoid of any expression.

Ancient sounds and a chill intertwine within the ancient zither in my hands.

The final blow!

Everything.

It all happened in an instant.

Even Gu Beihan, who had been watching from the sidelines the whole time, was a little overwhelmed.

Not to mention the Dao Lord himself who was involved.

A look of surprise flashed in his cold eyes.

It turned out to be the case.

The earlier defeat was just an illusion.

The two sides appear to be at an impasse.

in fact.

It was using Song Linlang's healing abilities to restore the condition of everyone within the formation.

Then, they decisively and cleanly self-destruct, pursuing a burst of power in an instant.

Even this outburst was preceded by layers of foreshadowing.

The initial containment, acceleration, and the final blow.