"Humph" Ming Jiuquan suddenly heard a muffled groan.

Hundreds of feet away, in a flash of gray light, Ming Jiuquan's figure emerged. The two groups of green light under his black robe had dimmed a lot, and he could only be seen surrounded by a layer of light gray aura.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

"I didn't expect you to have mastered Liangyi Qingci Yuanguang. Could it be that you and Wu Qinglin have something to do with each other?"

"Wu Qinglin?" Xiao Lin sneered, but did not answer Ming Jiuquan's question. He was about to continue attacking when nine groups of blood light came behind him with a shrill roar.

Xiao Lin secretly sighed in his heart. The title of the leader of a sect was indeed well-deserved. The Taixu Ziwu divine light he had just sacrificed was actually the Liangyi cyan porcelain Yuanguang hidden in it.

When Ming Jiuquan sent out his ghost shadow to resist, the first thing he encountered was a huge force instantly blessing his body, which instantly reduced his speed several times.

And what Xiao Lin wanted was this effect. When Taixu Ziwu Divine Light was fully activated, all the ghosts it emitted were shaken into ghost energy and dissipated.

But what Xiao Lin didn't expect was that Ming Jiuquan's magical power of movement was also extremely mysterious. At the most critical moment, he teleported hundreds of feet away, thus avoiding the center of the explosion and saving his life.

Seeing that the nine ghost shadows were already in front of him, Xiao Lin curled his lips into a sneer, opened his mouth, and nine purple thunder lights suddenly flashed out and struck straight towards the nine bloody shadows.
Chapter completed!