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The purple-haired young man's face was solemn, but he calmed down more and more.

The whole situation seems to have begun to turn against him, it seems that he must fight quickly, the other party has the assistance of the formation, and if he drags on like this, he is afraid that he will exhaust his demonic energy.

In his opinion, the woman who is the leader of the four should be the person with the highest combat power, and it is the purple-haired young man who gave up the original idea of breaking through each and picking soft persimmons first, and this time he plans to go straight to the center and use thunder means to kill or severely damage the person led by them.

Thinking of this, a light purple mist flashed across the purple-haired youth's face, and it disappeared in a flash.

At this time, Mu Qingxue's Crescent Moon Spirit Weapon was already less than three feet away from the purple-haired youth, and above the Crescent Moon Spirit Weapon, dark green spiritual light fell towards him.

In Mu Qingxue's surprised gaze, the purple-haired young man suddenly placed one hand on his chest, and the obscure and rapid spell suddenly sounded, his head full of purple hair was windless, fluttering violently, and from within his body, a purple circle of light suddenly appeared, enveloping his whole person inside.

The twelve demonic flying knives also rapidly narrowed their range, almost flickering against the purple-haired youth's body.

The purple aperture expanded rapidly, expanding to a diameter of several zhang in the blink of an eye, and at first glance, it looked like a translucent purple ball.

Countless dark green spiritual lights smashed on the aperture, bursting into small pieces of ice, and Mu Qingxue's nine-handled crescent moon spirit weapon was also cut on the purple ball.

"Bang bang."

The sound was endless, but the purple ball of light was unusually solid.

Seeing this scene, Han Changlin also showed a surprised expression on his face, he groaned slightly, and the Xuanyan Sword turned into a giant sword and slashed away again.

In the cold day, he was not idle, and he actually took out a talisman with a flashing yellow light from the storage bag, the talisman ignited when it met the wind, and the yellow light flashed, and a yellow peak more than ten zhang high appeared in the sky above the head of the purple-haired young man.

The mountain peak smashed down towards the purple ball of light, and then, after a little contemplation, it seemed that he still felt that he was not relieved enough, and slapped the storage bag on his waist again, and a talisman flew out of it, and the talisman spontaneously combusted with the wind, replaced by a dozen golden handleless daggers, floating in mid-air, and snorted coldly "Go" as the situation was cold.

More than a dozen handleless daggers turned into golden rays of light and shot towards the purple ball of light.

But as if he hadn't seen it, the purple-haired young man put one palm on his chest, and the obscure incantation in his mouth became more and more urgent.

"Boom!."

Han Changlin's Xuan Flame Sword slashed at the purple ball of light, erupting into a large area of flames, enveloping half of the purple fireball in flames, followed by a small mountain falling from the sky.

With this smash, the peak of this Tiandu trembled, but what surprised Han Changlin and the others was that the hill was directly shattered, turning into an earthy yellow aura and disappearing, while the purple ball was still immovable.

In the eyes of Han Changlin and others, even a Jindan monk may not be able to do this.

Han Changlin's face also became difficult to look at, the purple-haired young man had been chanting an obscure spell, needless to say, he was preparing a big move, just the purple ball of light that shrouded him, the solidity was already breathtaking.

Once he completed the spell, the attack he sent out would be absolutely fatal to them.

Han Changlin's face was cloudy, and he wondered in his heart whether he should use that secret technique, as for the rest of the magical secret techniques, such as the Soul Hidden Technique and the Extreme Burning Escape Technique, they were all used to escape.

But after he pondered for a while, he stopped thinking about using such a secret technique, and the few people present, in Han Changlin's opinion, did not use their last hole cards, even if it was Mu Qingxue, there must be some sharp means that were not used.

Mu Qingxue's brows furrowed, knowing that it was not a way to go on like this, after a little contemplation, her eyes showed a touch of firmness, she lightly tapped the emerald green flag above her head, the small flag dripped, and then shot out four dark green spiritual lights from it.

Four dark green spiritual lights shot out in four directions, southeast, northwest, and then the small emerald green flag above Mu Qingxue's head suddenly began to grow larger, and it grew to the size of a zhang in the blink of an eye.

The dark green aura on it became more and more intense.

The magic trick in Mu Qingxue's hand changed, and one after another mana was injected into the giant flag, and a series of crystal cold lights suddenly appeared on the flag, and as soon as these cold lights appeared, they shot out with ten thousand rays.

Han Changlin and the others saw a thick dark green pillar of light, shooting towards the purple ball.

"Poof!"

A pillar of dark green light shot up on the ball, centering on the point of impact, and layers of white ice spread out, enveloping the purple ball in the blink of an eye.

And from the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest in the distance, four pillars of light also shot at the same time, these four pillars of light were smaller than the pillars of light shot from the giant flag above Mu Qingxue's head, but they looked like they were the thickness of a person's waist.

Almost between breaths, the surface of the purple sphere that enveloped the purple-haired youth was covered with a thick layer of ice.

The icy aura spread from the top of the capital peak on this day.

"Bang, click."

A crisp cracking sound sounded.

In the surprised gaze of Han Changlin and the others, the purple ball wrapped around the purple-haired youth finally shattered, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the surface, accompanied by a "click", shattered like glass.

The purple-haired young man who had opened his eyes inside was revealed, and he was staring at Mu Qingxue with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Not good."

Han Changlin secretly exhaled in his heart, and then he saw four clusters of purple spiritual light floating around the purple-haired youth.

"Let me give you a taste of the Purple Demon Demon in this seat."

As soon as the purple-haired young man's words fell, three thick pillars of purple light shot towards Mu Qingxue, Han Changlin, and Guo Hantian respectively.

And at the moment when the pillar of light shot out, Han Changlin faintly felt that he was locked, and no matter where he fled, he couldn't escape the irradiation of this purple pillar of light.

In other words, in the face of this purple pillar of light, he has only one way to do it.

Almost without thinking about it, Han Changlin urged the cloud shield. As soon as he had done all this, the thick pillar of purple light slammed into the cloud shield.

Suddenly, the Cloud Shield let out a withering sound.

Seeing this scene, Han Changlin couldn't help but jump.

"Bang."

"Zizi."

After the Purple Ying Demon Demon shone on the Cloud Blocking Shield, it unexpectedly erupted with a large area of gray qi.

After a while, the Purple Ying Demon Demon Demon was finally exhausted, and Han Changlin looked at the Cloud Blocking Shield that had fallen to the ground and turned into a mortal material, with a painful expression on his face.

"Ahh

At this time, a miserable scream, accompanied by a muffled snort, Han Changlin saw the cold sky on the other side, looked at the spirit shield in front of him with a big hole with a disbelief on his face, and then looked down at his chest.

There was a hole the size of a fist, and the wound was still shining with a lilac aura, and it had a tendency to spread outward.

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