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=== Chapter 072 [The two-meter dust formation, the human race Xuandu! ] ===

The great curse technique crashed down, suppressing Bai Ze at the same time as the two-meter dust formation, and the terrifying momentum collapsed the universe, imprisoning the four directions of time and space.

Bai Ze felt the terrifying power coming, and his face changed suddenly.

When Bai Ze fought Li Qingshan alone, he knew that the opponent was strong, and he didn't expect him to have such a strange magical power, and he was extremely horrified.

Now, there is another Xuandu in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian, who used the two-meter dust formation, causing the six portals of death, disillusionment, and darkness to suppress them, which immediately caused Bai Ze's pressure to rise.

"All spirits are displayed, and the heavens are drawn!"

Bai Ze shouted in shock, and the Bai Ze pen in his hand swayed wildly. The immeasurable Dao pattern sketched the creatures of all races in the wild, and derived all things in the universe, as if to evolve a world.

It's a pity that before Bai Ze's drawing was finished, hundreds of millions of cursed chains came through the heavens and the earth, trapping his ethereal body, and countless cursed Dao patterns spread throughout his body, infecting Dao fruit, primordial spirit, and blood essence.

"what!"

Bai Ze screamed and saw his ethereal body gradually collapse, and the three flowers on the top of his head became extremely illusory, as if they were cut off by a strange force.

His golden primordial spirit became a little slack, as if he had suffered a terrifying trauma and would fall at any time.

The Great Curse is powerful and can silently curse people to extinction. Its strange power is even more difficult to guard against. No matter how powerful the cultivation base is, it will be traumatized.

"puff!"

Bai Ze spurted out a mouthful of blood against the blood, and the breath around his body was extremely sluggish, even the Bai Ze pen in his hand was difficult to maintain, and his consciousness was a little sluggish.

Bai Ze didn't expect Li Qingshan's curse technique to be so terrifying. As a quasi-sacred powerhouse, he didn't have the strength to fight, and he was hit hard in an instant.

At this moment, Bai Ze realized that when Li Qingshan fought against him, he hid all kinds of means, the purpose was to give himself a fatal blow at a critical moment.

With the continuous fight, Bai Ze misjudged Li Qingshan's strength and underestimated the opponent's scheming.

After all, Bai Ze was a quasi-sage powerhouse. Although he was hit by the Great Curse Technique, he still forcibly supported him and did not die directly.

"As expected of a quasi-sage powerhouse, he can still survive after being hit by the Great Curse of the Poor Dao, and he is indeed tyrannical!"

Li Qingshan sighed in admiration, and his eyes fell on the six huge portals of life, death, illusion, extinction, bright, and dark.

The moment Li Qingshan's attack fell, Xuandu's two-meter dust formation followed closely behind.

"clang!"

Huang Zhong Dalu's clanging sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and I saw six huge portals of life, death, illusion, extinction, bright, and dark, bombarding Bai Ze's body stained with endless curse lines.

The two-meter dust formation contained Tai Chi yin and yang changes, and it contained the five elements to create restraint. At the moment when the six huge portals fell, the five qi in Bai Ze's chest dissipated suddenly, and the three souls and seven souls were in turmoil.

You must know that Bai Ze was subjected to the terrifying destruction of the Great Curse Technique, the Da Luo Daoguo had cracks, his Primordial Spirit was in a state of disintegration, and he was also subjected to the impact of the two-meter dust formation. His injuries were extremely serious.

Even if he has a quasi-sage cultivation base, he can still withstand the bombardment of two terrifying powers.

Without Li Qingshan's Great Curse Technique, Bai Ze would easily be able to resist the attack of the Liangyi Dust Formation.

The great curse technique was strange and extraordinary, not only causing Bai Ze to suffer unimaginable trauma, but even the two-meter dust formation could not resist.

"Oh!"

With a roar, Bai Ze's misty body fell into the void, and the criss-crossing blood stains sprayed blood essence.

"The Demon God Bai Ze has been defeated!"

The many demon soldiers and demon generals who were watching from a distance, saw the defeat of the demon god Bai Ze, with expressions of horror on their faces, and panic in their eyes.

Bai Ze is a quasi-sage powerhouse, but he was defeated by the cooperation of the two Da Luo Jinxian cultivators. If the Honghuang cultivators knew about this, they would definitely laugh at the demon court.

Seeing Bai Ze's defeat, Xuandu's face suddenly became happy, but he was more shocked by Li Qingshan's powerful strength.

Li Qingshan is just a big Luo Jinxian, and with a powerful magical power, he can severely injure Bai Ze, how could Xuandu be horrified.

If Xuandu is left to face Bai Ze alone, even if the opponent is traumatized, he may not be able to completely defeat him.

"Junior nephew Qingshan is strong and powerful, no wonder he can be valued by Uncle Tongtian!"

Xuandu sighed in admiration, his eyes showing sincere admiration.

Seeing Bai Ze's defeat, the hundreds of millions of thousands of people raised endless joy in their hearts.

"The strength of the holy teacher is really strong, and even the quasi-sage can be defeated!"

The Sui Renshi cheered loudly, as if he was happy for Li Qingshan's heavy damage to Bai Ze.

Many human races set their eyes on Xuandu and asked the three ancestors.

"Three ancestors, who is the other person, it seems to be my human race cultivator!"

"That is Xuandu. Since the birth of the human race, it has been accepted as a disciple by the Taiqing sage, but it has never returned to the human tribe. It is normal for you to not know each other."

You Chao explained to everyone, but there was not much joy in his eyes.

Since Xuandu was accepted as a disciple by Taiqing, he has never returned to the human tribe. The first human race in Honghuang has long been swallowed up by monsters. Only the third ancestor is still alive, and the rest of the human race naturally do not know him.

If it wasn't for Li Qingshan to protect the human race, they would have long since become dead souls under the sword. When the crisis was about to be resolved, Xuandu appeared.

"Since it's a human cultivator, why didn't I see him help me when I was in crisis, and the enemy is even more late now!"

A burly clansman asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Xuandu has become a disciple of the saint, and his identity has long since changed. How can you talk about it!"