Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 452 No Compromise
On Feng Lake, the water rising into the sky gradually turned into a new round of blood rain.

In the rain, those ferocious and roaring creatures gradually fell into a state of silence.

Pairs of eyes that were either spiritual, dull, or distorted and crazy, all looked towards the center of the water, trying to reach into the depths of Feng Lake to see the situation of the Immortal Lord sinking to the bottom of the lake... What happened.

To the west of Feng Lake, on the high Gangfeng layer, several true immortals also showed incredulous looks at the sudden change. There were even more human figures flickering, as if coming through the sky to support Bai Wuhou, who was temporarily defeated.

But soon his companion forcibly held him back, shook his head seriously, and then looked at the bottom of Feng Lake again with eyes full of awe.

It is like a devout believer who firmly believes that the god he believes in will surely return.

How could the Immortal Ancestor of the Bai family, who had ascended for more than a thousand years, be defeated by a mere despicable sneak attack? The shameless villain who offends Xianwei will definitely pay a hundred times the price!

And Bai Wuhou did not disappoint his followers. His counterattack came quickly.

When the bloody rain finally settled, Feng Lake once again fell into a strange calm. Everything on the lake, whether it was the scarlet lake water or the evil things walking on the waves, began to become extremely slow and then stagnant, as if time It will no longer pass.

In the tranquility, everything faded, and the blood color covering Feng Lake degenerated into a gray and withered color at an alarming speed. As the color faded, everything on the lake began to wither.

As for the blue shield that protected Yanwu, cracks like dense snowflakes bloomed in an instant, and the light was swaying!
Although before this collision, Lu Zhiyao had returned the shield to the relatively stable oval shape to strengthen its defense capabilities and resist Bai Wuhou's furious counterattack. But facing Ming Zong's full blow, it still seemed powerless.

It was so obvious that countless people in Yanwu fell into despair.

In fact, if Ming Zong hadn't caught Yanwu off guard with Desolate Poison when he attacked Yanwu, causing Xiaobanwu Castle to fall instantly, and the water and land spiritual veins to be cut off, he could only rely on spiritual stones to temporarily replace the spiritual veins... then a single The Yanwu Formation is enough to make ordinary immortals helpless!

At this time, even if Lu Zhiyao had a large formation to help her, the strength difference between her and Bai Wuhou was still about 20%. When Bai Wuhou was limited by various conditions and found it difficult to go all out, Lu Zhiyao had the ability to strike first and succeed in a sneak attack. However, when Bai Wuhou was so angry that he decided to do whatever it took, even burning his own Immortal Law to descend the [Ground Netherworld], the gap in strength between the two could no longer be bridged.

Although he failed to win with one blow, Bai Wuhou could strike again with all his strength at any time. However, no matter how high-spirited Lu Zhiyao was to fight, the wounds all over her body and the cracks in the formation showed her inability to do so.

However, after Bai Wuhou struck a blow, he froze in place and did not launch a second strike.

However, in the end, it was still not enough... Bai Wuhou has practiced for many times longer than Lu Zhiyao. Even though he has endured the changes in heaven and the pain of the collapse of the immortal law, at this time, his immortal energy is still nearly 50% stronger than his opponent!

The gray-robed Mingzong Bai Wuhou slowly rose from the bottom of the pit until he was as high as Lu Zhiyao on the dock. Then, he carefully held up the glazed crown on his head and straightened his hair on his temples. Si, he cast his gaze straight ahead and collided head-on with a pair of eyes that were eager to try and boiling with fighting spirit!
Wow!
Everyone within a radius of dozens of miles around Feng Lake clearly heard the sound of fragile objects breaking. The sound was not very loud, but it had the penetrating and destructive power comparable to a real knife and a real gun. The moment the sound exploded, a hill on the north bank of Feng Lake was cut off and collapsed. In the lush woods surrounding the lake, trees, flowers, shrubs...all living creatures exploded to pieces. In Yanwu, which bore the brunt, countless people covered their heads and knelt in pain, with blood oozing from their ear holes.

"It's a pity, Ming Zong. If you were in another place, you would not hesitate to harm the Immortal Law to bring down this [Ground Netherworld]. If you want to kill me and the 500,000 creatures in Yanwu behind me, it will only take two or three moves. It's a pity that this is Feng Lake. It is the Luofeng place that you have longed for, and it is also the place where the nine states’ spiritual veins gather that New Heaven is determined to win. Compared with me, these spiritual veins are much more important than Yanwu. It’s not difficult, but it’s absolutely impossible without damaging Yanwu’s spiritual veins.”

According to the practice of Heavenly Court, the strength gap is such that in a head-on confrontation, Bai Wuhou only needs one or two rounds to win.

Lu Zhiyao stood at the front of the formation, and she single-handedly withstood most of the power of Bai Wuhou's frontal attack, so that tens of thousands of cracks appeared on her body in an instant, and her right hand was broken off at the wrist... ...like a broken porcelain doll.

Lu Zhiyao knew that as an immortal, her qualifications and cultivation were still shallow and far from enough to compete head-on with those veteran immortals, so she chose to rely on the famous Yanwu Formation in Kyushu to make up for the gap in hard power.

It wasn't until this vast Feng Lake seemed to have become an endless pit leading to the deep earth... that time on the lake resumed its flow.

Although this Yanwu Formation is a mortal formation, it has been built with countless years of hard work by countless cultivators, and it is enough to play a decisive role even in a battle between true immortals.

The outcome seems to be decided.

At this time, half of the smoke docks along the coast were suspended in the air, and they had to rely on the buoyancy provided by the formation to maintain their footing. And in that dark pit, a large Taoist robe suddenly lit up like a gray lamp in the dark night, grabbing the attention of all the people around him.

Nowadays, the power of the Yanwu Formation has been greatly weakened, but when Lu Zhiyao controls the formation with all her strength, her true immortal level strength is still improved by a full 30% - this means that the Lu Zhiyao holding the formation Zhiyao, facing Lu Zhiyao alone, only three or four moves are enough to win!

Bai Wuhou actually turned a blind eye to this, and only watched the tens of thousands of bloody mouths on Lu Zhiyao's body, and the cracks on the blue shield slowly healing... As if he had some unavoidable scruples, for a while Can't do anything!

The ferocious beasts of flesh and blood quickly shrank into curled up mummies, and the lake water evaporated silently. The water surface continued to sink, sink, and sink again at a speed visible to the naked eye... and the mud and rocks on the lakeside also weathered into sand.

On the other side, Lu Zhiyao raised her toes indifferently, kicked her left hand that had been chopped off on the ground in front of her, then waved her left arm, fitting the two sections just right... Then she cut off her hand and resumed it, she held it He clenched his fist, turned his wrist flexibly, nodded with satisfaction, and then gave Bai Wuhou a middle finger.

After this head-on collision without any fancy, the strength gap between the two immortals became clear at a glance.

As she said that, Lu Zhiyao even winked playfully and said with a smile: "Or you can desperately use the netherworld to break the formation, break the spiritual veins here, and firmly imprint the netherworld aura here. , turning Fenghu Lake and even Mozhou into an empty dead land where the Heavenly Court's Immortal Law has not been able to gain a foothold for thousands of years, and then explained to the Heavenly Court Supervisory Team behind him that he just slipped out of anger to see if they would believe you and forgive you. "

Although this sentence was said in an understatement, it undoubtedly spoke to Bai Wuhou's thoughts. So after a while, a change of expression finally appeared on Bai Wuhou's mask-like face, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and looking like crying but not crying. And as his expression twitched, everything on the lake that he turned into silence began to slowly return to their original state.

Lake water began to appear in the deep pit, and the water level rose little by little until it returned to its original position. And everything around him was dyed in color again.

Bai Wuhou said in a low voice: "Even if you don't use the netherworld, I can still kill you."

Lu Zhiyao nodded: "Yes, with your broken body after destroying the Immortal Law, you can polish off my blood volume in about ten years of hard work. You said before that Heaven cannot wait for me for a thousand years. I wonder if they can wait. You are ten years old.”

When Bai Wuhou heard this, his face showed sarcasm. However, before he could open his mouth to retaliate, he saw a strange light flashing on the lake below him. Before he could examine it carefully, a blue light struck from bottom to top like lightning.

That was actually the fist formed by the Yanwu Formation, a fierce, powerful, cunning and vicious uppercut! Bai Wuhou was unable to react in time, and was hit in the middle of the jaw by this punch. His consciousness almost collapsed, and he was confused for a moment. And the whole person is like fireworks soaring into the sky, reaching the high wind layer of heaven.

When he regained consciousness, the gray robe he had always loved as his life was riddled with holes.

The most ruthless Gao Tiangfeng in the world tore the love of his heart to pieces when his defenses were at their weakest.

Instead of feeling heartbroken over the damage to the Taoist robe, Bai Wuhou immediately looked down and looked at Lu Zhiyao in disbelief.

This punch...why?
It is not that simple to use the Yanwu Formation as an external dharma image to beat people. Especially when the formation is in poor condition and is riddled with holes inside. If you want to use the formation so flexibly, you have to unite the human formation into one, and use the body of a true immortal that has been tempered to resonate with the formation, so that you can show many flexible changes.

Previously, when she refined the formation into a blue giant, she had to wave her arms herself to drive the giant to punch. But just now... the formation was clearly still in an oval defensive state like an eggshell. Lu Zhiyao just held one hand behind her and stood upright on the dock. Where was her fist? !

Then, Bai Wuhou saw a scene that made him unbelievable.

I saw a right hand that was broken at the wrist, connected by a thin blood line, clenched into a fist half a meter in front of Lu Zhiyao... a lower uppercut shot upward!
And as if aware of Bai Wuhou's gaze, the fist suddenly raised its middle finger!
In an instant, several vivid images flashed through Bai Wuhou's mind.

Before, when he collided head-on with Lu Zhiyao with the Netherworld on the ground, he almost killed her with a thousand knives. Not only was Lu Zhiyao's skin and flesh torn, one of her hands was cut off on the spot.

At that time, she lost her right hand.

But later, in front of Bai Wuhou, Lu Zhiyao easily kicked up the severed hand with her toes, and when she reconnected it in front of him, it was her left hand that was reconnected! At that time, her right arm was naturally carried behind her back, but she was actually using the blood of the True Immortal to control the severed hand, preparing for a sneak attack!

But it was such a ridiculously simple deception that actually deceived Marquis Bai Wu and the mighty Ming Sect with nearly two thousand years of cultivation!
At this time, Lu Zhiyao's unscrupulous laughter came from the ground.

"Hahaha, Lao Bai, you are a real clown! You are so full of such a simple trick! With such a talent for comedy, why not settle down and be your favorite in heaven. As long as you take good care of your own dry road, Eat more liquid food and less fruits and vegetables with seeds, and those old men might appreciate you. This will be much more useful than being beaten and embarrassed on the front line!"

Before Lu Zhiyao's laughter could stop, a slight, almost imperceptible echoing laughter came from the west of Feng Lake along the messy wind.

Bai Wuhou's face remained calm, but the blood jade glazed crown on his head exploded at this moment!

Lu Zhiyao's openly verbal attack was indeed very obscene and very effective. The ruthless ridicule from his colleagues in heaven completely ignited Bai Wuhou's anger at this moment.

When the disheveled Bai Wuhou slowly descended from the Gangfeng layer and returned to the Fenghu lake level with Lu Zhiyao... he was already like burnt ashes.

It's like a mourning soldier forced into a desperate situation.

Therefore, Lu Zhiyao suppressed her smile and responded with a serious face.

Because at this time, Bai Wuhou was the peak Bai Wuhou. Although he cannot use the netherworld on the ground, he has lost his most powerful killing move. However, at this time, Bai Wuhou was able to get rid of all distracting thoughts, regardless of the cost. No matter how many times he was fooled or how many losses he suffered, he would bite his opponent and never let go.

At this time, Bai Wuhou was still more powerful than Lu Zhiyao.

The difference in strength between the two will not make the battle one-sided, but it will hardly allow the weaker side to stand up.

Whether in terms of hard power or experience in immortal fighting, Bai Wuhou was actually superior to Lu Zhiyao, and the latter only relied on his continuous clever calculations to frequently defeat the weak and gain the upper hand.

However, by now, all the tricks had been used, and Lu Zhiyao was at her wits end.

"Then let's count down the ten years..."

Lu Zhiyao said to herself silently in her heart.

The next moment, a storm that swept for dozens of miles burst into bloom above Feng Lake!

-

Bai Wuhou's broken formation lasted for three full days.

For three days, Mingzong's offensive never stopped for a moment, and his ability to break the formation was like an airtight net, leaving not even a single flaw for the opponent. Within three days, he transformed into thousands of unique immortal techniques, and his heritage as a veteran true immortal was clearly demonstrated.

And such a "plain and unpretentious" offensive really made Lu Zhiyao tired of dealing with it. For three days, Lu Zhiyao was almost helpless, and she exhausted all her flexibilities before barely blocking Bai Wuhou's offensive.

As for the expected ten-year countdown, nine years have passed in these three days.

The formation was still barely able to support it, and the six major families' collections of spiritual stones were still abundant, but Lu Zhiyao was almost running out of gas. In this extremely high-intensity true immortal fighting method, the gap in experience was almost fatal, and Lu Zhiyao's mental consumption was much higher than expected. Bai Wuhou was also aware of this, and would not give him a chance to breathe, so he would use this simple to clumsy method to crush his opponent in one fell swoop.

For this, Lu Zhiyao has only one solution.

"Qin Muzhou, it's your turn."

(End of this chapter)