C89 (2/2)

The 12 souls let out ear-piercing howls as they charged forward with bared fangs and brandished claws. The Core Formation cultivator never thought that Bai Xiaochuan would actually have a soul flag.

These souls surrounded him tightly. Just as he was about to bite, the Core Formation cultivator waved his hands and forced the soul to retreat.

The weaker souls might even be dispersed. As Bai Xiaochuan commanded his soul to charge forward, he drew out his Xue Hong blade and rushed forward.

This Core Formation cultivator was suffering because his cultivation was sealed and his spiritual energy was not enough to use magic treasures and techniques. Adding on Bai Xiaochuan and the twelve souls together, a single thirteen soul masters was an extremely difficult task.

The morale of a Core Formation cultivator was extremely high. He was actually suppressed by a Qi Condensation cultivator. What a humiliation! He suddenly let out a sharp cry, and like an explosion, he drilled into Bai Xiaochuan's mind.

Sound wave attack!

Bai Xiaochuan's mind was like a clap of thunder as his body could not help but lurch forward. The Core Formation cultivator was overjoyed. He threw out a punch, ”Mountain Splitting Fist!”

A towering mountain appeared in the air. As the fist rushed over, the mountain followed suit and smashed down. A heavy punch came from his chest and an endless amount of pressure fell on his head!

He had used this technique on the deceased disciple of the Eight Extreme Trigram. However, a Core Formation cultivator's understanding of magic skills was far superior to his. This enormous mountain was so solid that its power was on a completely different level.

Bai Xiaochuan did not retreat. Instead, he charged forward! The Primeval Clock floated above his head as a precious treasure talisman was thrown out.

With a weng sound, the Treasure Refining Talisman shot out a black pillar of light. Countless black daggers shot out from the pillar of light and pierced toward the Core Formation cultivator like a tempest!

Bai Xiaochuan waved his soul flag and retrieved all of the soul fragments. With a wave of his hand, he threw out another five lightning beads. The lightning sea that was like heavenly punishment descended once again!

Xue Hong's sabre also circulated to the limit. The sabre light was accompanied by a wind blade as it ruthlessly slashed out, causing the air to tremble!

Bai Xiaochuan unleashed all of his most powerful attacks. The Primordius Bell firmly blocked as a massive mountain crashed down.

Bai Xiaochuan looked at the sea of lightning, ”I don't believe that you can still withstand it.”

An extremely resentful voice came from the sea of thunder, ”I've blocked it, you should die now!”