"Foundation-building Dzogchen?"

"No, it is already comparable to the golden elixir!"

Bai Xianyou stared at the Three-Eyed Ghost Lord, feeling shaken as never before.

There seems to be only a slight difference between the perfection of foundation building and the golden elixir, but this is just like the difference between the perfection of Qi training and foundation building. One step away can kill many young talents.

There seems to be a gap between the two.

Even Bai Xianyou thinks that he needs to reach at least the late stage of foundation building in order to defeat the weakest type of golden elixir, but at this time, he has just broken through the foundation building.

Bai Xianyou's eyes flashed.

'Do you want to run away?'

He also has a trump card that holds the bottom of the box and can escape from the siege.

But after hesitating for a long time, Bai Xianyou sighed quietly.

"That's all, it's just a death. Am I, Bai Xianyou, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Bai Xianyou's eyes flashed with determination. He raised his head again, looked at the three-eyed ghost king not far away, and shouted loudly.

"Monster, do you dare to slap me?"

He mobilized the spiritual power in his body without any scruples, and the vast amount of spiritual power rioted, rushing through his body, almost bursting his meridians.

There were bursts of tingling pain in his meridians, but Bai Xianyou ignored it and instead accelerated the speed of operation. Substantial spiritual pressure gradually formed around him, like a vortex pulling this terrifying power.

The evil spirits that poured into the crowd instinctively felt the crisis and began to flee in a hurry.

Gu Qiutong murmured to himself when he saw this scene.

"This is... Taiyikong Juezhang?"

At some point, a tall, pale shadow appeared behind Bai Xianyou.

This is an immortal in white clothes.

He was extremely tall and stood tall in the ruins. His face was unclear, but he had an aura of righteousness and immortality.

The figures of the two people seemed to overlap.

As the wave of accumulated spiritual power reached its peak, Bai Xianyou swung out a palm!

The phantoms released their palms at the same time.

In an instant, the air stopped flowing, and the space under the palm print seemed to be at a standstill.

Many evil spirits could do nothing and could only watch the illusory giant palm fall.

boom!

After a loud noise.

A huge deep pit suddenly appeared in the group of evil spirits and idols. The ground suddenly sank seven to eight centimeters. Countless idols were crushed into powder, and evil spirits killed and injured countless people.

Looking down from the sky, a huge palm print remains on the ground.

The surviving monks were all shocked by the power of this palm.

"It's done?"

"What a terrifying palm technique, but is the evil spirit with three eyes dead?"

Before everyone could see clearly what was happening in the ruins, gloomy voices sounded in their ears.

"Tai Yi Kong Jue Palm? I didn't expect...this palm technique has been passed down to this day."

The figure of the three-eyed ghost appeared in the ruins.

Beside him were giant rotten palms, protecting him like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.

The rotten giant palm continued to break and disintegrate, but the three-eyed ghost king inside was safe and sound, and the purple robe on his body was not damaged at all.

Seeing this scene, everyone's mood sank to the bottom.

Bai Xianyou's face was as golden as paper, and his aura was extremely weak. The palm he just struck had almost completely drained the spiritual power out of his body.

He gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling in his heart: 'It was just a little bit...'

"It's a pity that you haven't even learned the basics."

The three-eyed ghost king laughed sinisterly, and evil energy surged through his body and merged into his palms.

boom!

Bai Xianyou was shocked to see a similar vortex forming next to the Three-Eyed Ghost Lord. He ignored the distance between them and slapped him on the chest.

The protective spirit shield shattered instantly, and Bai Xianyou sprayed blood mist all over his body. He flew out like a cannonball, directly smashing through the layers of courtyard walls, and landed heavily on the ground.

Xiong Batian was tearing the arm of a statue into pieces.

Seeing the scene of Bai Xianyou being shot away, he let out a roar, his body swelled up, his hair sprouted from his body, and he transformed into a five-meter-tall giant bear and charged brazenly towards the three-eyed ghost king.

Upon seeing this, many monsters stopped hiding and responded to the enemy with their most powerful postures.

Gu Qiutong made a secret in his hand, and the invisible fairy Gu lurked in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"Oh, this little demon still wants to hurt me?"

Purple meaning flashed in the eyes of the Three-Eyed Ghost Lord, and Xiong Batian tripped over his feet instantly. Several purple tentacles emerged from the ground and pierced into its thick skin.

Xiong Batian's muscles swelled and he violently tore off several tentacles. But in an instant, more tentacles attacked, and there were statues of gods and evil spirits that hindered his progress.

He seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

"And you!"

The vertical eyes between the three-eyed ghost's eyebrows suddenly opened, and a purple halo circulated.

The two Gu insects within three meters around them were immediately unable to move. They were squeezed by a huge force and exploded with a "bang".

"puff!"

Gu Qiutong spat out a mouthful of blood.

Every immortal Gu was transformed by her mind, but she immediately suffered heavy casualties under the purple light.

Even the strongest among the people is in this tragic situation, and the plight of the rest of the people can be imagined.

Constantly, monks were seriously injured, or were devoured by evil spirits, or were crushed to death by idols. The blood on the ground gathered together to form pools of blood.

"too weak."

The three-eyed ghost king shook his head in disappointment, cruel madness appearing in his eyes.

"You are only worthy of becoming the nourishment to make Luo Hun Sect great again."

"Just start with...you!"

He looked at Bai Xianyou who was seriously injured and dying in the ruins.

To be honest, the Three-Eyed Ghost Lord was still a little wary of this person. Facing the palm just now, he was far from as relaxed as he showed.

A purple light flashed out of his vertical eyes, and electricity shot out.

Seeing the ever-increasing purple color in his eyes, Bai Xianyou coughed out a mouthful of blood and smiled sadly.

'It's a pity that my spiritual stones haven't been spent yet...'

Suddenly, a black shadow passed before his eyes.

The expected severe pain and death did not come.

Bai Xianyou opened his eyes blankly, and in his sight, there was only a tall and ferocious ghost armor, like a thick mountain, blocking the purple electric light.

When the purple light fell on the ghost armor, it didn't even cause a ripple, and was even absorbed by them.

"Ghost...face..."

Before he could finish his words, a big hand picked him up from the waist and threw him out.

"Old Mo, protect him."

Black Panther Lao Mo spit out his tentacles from his mouth and caught Bai Xianyou's body. At the same time, he did not forget to let out an incomprehensible cry of excitement.

"Master, master... you are finally here!"

Before everyone could clearly see the figure in the field, he rushed towards the three-eyed ghost king again like a cannonball.

The wind howled, the earth trembled, and sonic booms sounded one after another.

"It's the Ghost-Faced Man!"

Gu Qiutong breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, she felt confident that even in the current environment, there was still a chance of victory!

'Furthermore, the speed of the Ghost Faced Man seems to have become faster?'

Everyone had similar reactions, as if they had found a backbone, they moved closer together to ensure their own safety as much as possible.

"How could it be so fast?"
To be continued...