Divine Eye Transcends Tribulation

Chapter 199: Mission of the Bounty Hall (IV)

The dust cyclone pressed down by the giant stone tablet had not yet dissipated. In the mountain pool not far away, a waist-thick water column appeared, which went straight to the cloud layer where the remaining monks were.

At the top of the water column, an evil man dressed in a silver-white robe, with gloomy eyes, stood proudly and unruly.

When reaching the cloud layer, the evil cultivator changed his palm into a claw and clenched it suddenly. Water droplets the size of his wrist suddenly condensed and turned into ice spikes as thick as his arm. There were thousands of them. The condensation of the ice spikes made the bone-chilling coldness spread all over the sky.

The air around instantly condensed into dew, and even the mud and rocks that had not yet fallen to the ground were frozen into ice sculptures, making the entire mountain range shrouded in ice and snow.

Those cultivators who were embraced by the strong energy suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies. It was obvious that this ice technique was so powerful that the cultivators wanted to resist.

The silver-white evil cultivator sneered upon seeing this, and suddenly swung out his right arm. Thousands of ice spikes instantly turned into sharp swords, carrying with them endless cold air, and rolled down towards those cultivators.

"Dang", the ice spikes collided violently with the surrounding Qi barrier, making a sharp and crisp sound. Seeing that the Qi barrier had not yet been broken, the silver-white evil cultivator was not in a hurry. He formed a strange mark with his fingers, and then his wide sleeves bulged high, his arms opened wide, and a strange black smoke burst out from it, clinging to the surface of the ice spikes.

Suddenly, there was a shattering sound, and the Qi barrier condensed by several cultivators was directly shattered. The ice spikes penetrated their bodies, and three more cultivators died in an instant.

In less than half an incense stick of time, only two people remained out of the dozen or so cultivators who had gathered to support Xuanyuan Sect.

The silver-white evil cultivator said coldly: "Do you two want to live?"

Finally, the two monks trembled and replied, "Senior, please spare our lives."

The silver-white evil cultivator suddenly laughed dryly, and then shouted angrily: "If you want to survive, only one of you can leave alive."

Immediately, six evil cultivators flashed and came behind the silver-white evil cultivator, as if they were watching a common scene. They suddenly became excited and clamored for the two men to take action!

Seeing that the two men were about to fight, their souls were in danger. Xiang Jialuo couldn't bear it, so he transformed himself. The golden light of the divine eye between his forehead was revealed. The divine eye opened wide, and a white light occupied the pupil. Thirty flames of various shapes, including a unicorn head, a Cretaceous lizard, a white bat, a white spider, a migratory bird, and a white crab spider, rushed out from the divine eye. Just when the two people's protective aura was about to be broken, the scorching flames arrived in an instant and melted the ice spikes in the air.

It was defeated in one blow, and then, golden light flashed across the divine eye, and it quickly activated the flare magic towards Galo. Several golden flames as thick as arms were shot out, and the flames tumbled to the ground. In an instant, it had turned into the shape of a Qilin head. When looking again, its body had condensed. The three-headed golden Qilin beasts raised their heads and roared, carrying the force of a prairie fire, and pounced on the group of evil cultivators in front of them. The Qilin body composed of golden flames just blocked the seven people from watching the show.

  Then, Xiang Jialuo used the Wanli Transmission Immortal Technique and slapped it towards the two monks through the air. Dazzling twisting air currents immediately appeared around the two monks, and their bodies disappeared in an instant. It was estimated that they were more than two hundred miles away!

The three golden flame Qilins emitted an extremely hot aura. The heat carried by this aura was so great that one would feel a burning sensation in one’s eyes just by looking at it with the naked eye.

The evil cultivators standing in front of Xiang Jialuo also felt a wave of heat coming. This heat was not caused by ordinary flames. It was more like being next to the sun. No, it should be the deepest part of the sun! As Xiang Jialuo's fingers moved, the seven evil cultivators felt an invisible force pressing down on them, making it difficult for them to raise their hands. They were about to fall down, their bones crackled, and their clothes began to spark.

All that was heard was the silver-white evil cultivator shouting in shock: "It's over, it's the law of gravity and gravitation."

As soon as they finished speaking, the bodies of the seven people were sucked away by an invisible force. It was more like they were facing the force on their own accord when facing three golden flame Qilins that were over ten feet in size. Not to mention their bodies, even their souls and consciousness would be vaporized in an instant by this scorching heat, and not even a drop of powder would be left.

The bodies of the seven evil cultivators began to dissipate without any warning, like pieces of paper being set on fire, turning into thick mist.

At this moment, two streams of blue mist shot out from the mountain pool, causing a space crack. Faster than teleportation, they swept across the sky and blocked the momentum of the Golden Flame Qilin.

In the realm of life and death, the evil cultivator who originally wanted to escape by dragging his body made of gas and using the whirlwind technique found that even this space was confined, so he decisively abandoned his physical body. Under Xiang Jialuo's control, the three Qilins exploded directly, turning into beams of light and flames of black, red, blue, green, white and gold, which blasted towards the infant soul made of a spirit body. In the end, the dying evil cultivator still couldn't escape and was burned to ashes in an instant.

At the same time, as Xiang Jialuo turned his palm over, the Tongtian Ding appeared in his palm, and three ghostly figures rushed out.

These three ghost cultivators were all newly recruited from the Galao Demon Palace: the ghost cultivator with a human head and a demon body, the ghostly woman in red, and the ghost cultivator with the surname Shen.

The appearance of the three powerful men made the two evil cultivators who emerged from the pool take a few steps back with fear in their eyes. This was because when they explored with their spiritual sense, they found that these three ghost cultivators all had the cultivation level of Nirvana.

As soon as Xiang Jialuo had a thought, the three ghost cultivators understood what he meant. They charged forward with a surge of momentum. Seeing this, the two evil cultivators did not dare to act alone. They looked at each other and nodded at the same time. They had to condense an illusory light curtain formation. In an instant, a team of more than 20 Nascent Soul stage cultivators walked out of it. They immediately condensed barrier cyclones to protect their bodies and welcome the powerful spells of the three ghost cultivators.

The spiritual cultivation of these gathered evil cultivators was not low, and they all had the strength of the late Nascent Soul stage or the peak stage. Without the help of the ghost cultivators, Xiang Jialuo would not dare to fight head-on with the seventeen Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and the twenty-one newly appeared evil cultivators.

Xiang Jialuo pinched his fingers again, and a hazy light particle suddenly emerged. It rushed towards the five evil cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage who came from Xuanyuan Gate and joined him at lightning speed.

The light mist mixed with particles flew in their faces. The five evil cultivators' eyes instantly became dim, their bodies became soft and weak, and their expressions became dazed and stupid. It was obvious that they were all brought into a fantasy world.

The five Nascent Souls who were hit by the Illusionary God Sutra were now twitching constantly with expressions of fear on their faces. Two of them who had weaker Nascent Souls had already fallen to the ground and were rolling around with their limbs twisted and filth flowing from their mouths.

The bodies of these five people have been bound by the illusion, and their minds and souls are controlled and unable to move independently. The same picture appears in their eyes, and they are immersed in the world of illusion. But they see five people coming to different dark basements alone. There is a sound of heavy sliding doors, and the faint lights flicker. As the evil cultivator takes a treacherous step forward, a large mirror hanging on the pillar of the room appears in their eyes.

Looking at the mirror through the dim light, a shadow in a white dress floated by, and disappeared when the evil cultivator turned around. At this moment, a woman in a linen nightgown suddenly fell on the wooden beam and rope. The evil cultivator immediately slapped out from the air, but no spiritual power came out, like a useless person who had lost his cultivation. The evil cultivator was panicked, as if a basin of cold water was poured over him, and he shivered with fear.