ing to her and Lu Xiaoteng's current predicament, a sharp pain stabbed at Ye Ziyu's heart. 。"It's none of your concern. You're just one of Ye Qianxin's targets, he values my cultivation techniques for..."Old demon, what are you waiting for This kid's Buddhist supernatural powers subdue ghosts and demons. Both of us cultivate this method, but he restrains us to death. Now it's impossible to stop Xiang Qingcheng. Let's join forces and retreat together." Xiang Nanming, who was desperately resisting the Yin Gang Fu Mo Circle, hurriedly sent a voice transmission to the Demon Blood Soul Robe controlled by Mount Meng真人.

“Alright, but the pressure I’m under is worse than yours. Let’s get closer together.” Xiang Nanming’s divine sense was only residing within the Demon Blood Soul Robe, not as profound as a demonic spirit. At this time, the suppression he received surpassed Xiang Nanming’s. His voice trembled when he replied. If he had another chance, no matter what benefits Xiang Nanming offered, he wouldn’t come asking for trouble. He didn't even get a single hair. Right now, even if he could go back, he'd be skinned alive.

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Xiang Nanming's controlled demon spirit gritted its teeth, revealing a look of immense pain in its emerald eyes. Its tongue lashed out like thunder, "Tsk!"

That demonic cloud halberd instantly exploded, transforming into a sphere of black lightning that rolled around. Black electric arcs raged, clashing with the silver light, creating a breathtaking spectacle against the backdrop of heaven and earth.

As the black lightning exploded, Xiang Nanming seized the opportunity when the Demon Subduing Silver Armor was slightly shaken. His figure flashed, merging with the Devil Blood Soul Garment. Under the cover of the black lightning, after merging with the Devil Blood Soul Garment, both the demon spirit and the Devil Blood Soul Garment disappeared.

"This Southern Ming tactic isn't bad, managing to escape the clutches of this Buddhist divine power. It seems that while a Devil Cloud Halberd was lost, the Demon Spirit itself wasn't severely injured." A hint of solemnity lingered in Iteming's voice amongst the two elders, Mingsong and Kong.

“Compared to that old monster Xiang Nanming, this silver-haired boy in front of me seems more troublesome. His control over the Nine Turns Xianshui Biqing Formation is simply unparalleled. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to fight Xiang Nanming and another old monster to such an extent. He used the formation to consume the strength of the demon spirit and the other blood-cloaked creature, then at the moment when the formation was about to break, he used this Buddhist magical power to envelop both old monsters. This kind of eyesight and grasp of the situation is no less than that of our old monsters.”

Of the two elders, Xiang Kong shook his head slightly, "This person is resolute. For a Xiang Tingcheng who might fail, he's willing to tear his face with an old monster like Xiang Nanming, determined to wipe him out completely. Yin Xiazi indeed has good eyesight, finding such a person. Aside from the madman Xiang Kuang, no one else would dare disregard the pros and cons. This man is only at the middle stage of Yuanying, yet he dares to act like this. No wonder he gets along with that lunatic Xiang Kuang. His friendship with Xiang Tingcheng is so strong, once Xiang Tingcheng successfully breaks through and gains his help, there's almost no suspense about him firmly establishing himself in the Council of Elders."

"That means the Elder Venerable Token is still out of our reach." Xiang Ming sighed softly.

“Perhaps not necessarily. It all depends on whether Xiang Nanming dares to take this risk. His demon spirit and that blood-stained robe are a perfect match. Combined, they even make it impossible for us to track him. This silver-haired boy probably won’t be able to find him. If we strike while the iron is hot and interrupt Xiang Qingcheng's breakthrough, things could still turn in our favor.”

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Beside them, Xiang Yin Shan, Xiang Fei Hong, and that burly bearded man with his glowing arm all wore expressions of uncertainty. As for Xiang Yu Ze and the rest of the Imperial Guards, they stared at the battle unfolding before them in astonishment. It wasn't particularly fierce, but the danger was palpable. However, with so many people present, and the situation still unclear, no one dared to make a move, lest they be seen as taking sides prematurely.

In comparison, the only one who cared about Xin Cheng and Lu Xia Tian's well-being was Xu Qin, who was incredibly nervous. When the formation was broken, she had planned to intervene, but who knew that Lu Xia Tian’s divine ability actually trapped the demon spirit and the strange blood-colored robe again. And its power was even greater than the previous Jiuzhu Xianshu Bijing Array. But when she saw the demon spirit and blood-colored robe break free again, Xu Qin's heart skipped a beat.

While compared to the two elders, Mingkong and Kongming, there were others, Xiang Nanming and Mount Meng's True Person were far less optimistic. This was because they had witnessed the third ice pupil in Lu Xia Tian's brow.

"Run!" Meng Shan Zhenren urged Xiang Nan Ming.

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Lu Xia Tian left a faint trail of fire behind him, the Purple Flame Escape Technique. This Purple Flame Escape Technique was not very effective against cultivators at the Grand Master level. However, in the current situation, the Demon Spirit and Blood Robe were restrained by the Silver Gang Fumo Circle, unable to even escape, let alone cast spells to break his Purple Flame Escape Technique. Under these specific circumstances, with no hindrance, the speed of the Purple Flame Escape Technique was able to be fully realized.

After flashing twice in succession, it reappeared. Lu Xia Tian had successfully blocked the way for Xiang Nan Ming and Meng Shan Zhen Ren to escape.

“This kid actually wants to kill us all. While the silver leaf hasn't caught up, let’s eliminate this kid.” With Xiang Nanming controlling both the magic spirit and the demonic blood soul armor, Meng Shan Zhenren, like a cornered beast, shook his body and transformed into a swirling cloud of crimson and black smoke that drifted towards Lu Xiaotien.

“If your main bodies were here, the two of you together would be enough to force me to retreat. But there are no ifs in this world. Seven-Level Pagoda!” Seeing the desperate struggle of the Demonic Spirit and the Blood Soul Robe, Lu Xia Tian’s mouth twitched slightly. He stretched out his palm and supported it. To prevent things from changing again, Lu Xia Tian directly used the strongest means of the Tower of Suppression: the Seven-Level Pagoda.

The main structure consists of seven demon-suppressing towers, with the Guangming Zun Buddha Bead, Black Heaven Supreme Saint, Universal Ming Wang, and Vajra Seal forming the four central towers. The other three towers serve as supporting structures. When the seven demon-suppressing towers are activated, their spiritual lights converge into a single, massive barrier that descends from the sky.

In a heart-wrenching scream, the surging blood and black smoke were once again forced back into the body of the demon spirit and the Blood Demon Soul Robe.

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Xiang Nanming and the real person Meng Shan were instantly furious, or perhaps more accurately, terrified. The silver gang伏魔圈 had already heavily restrained them just moments ago, and now the power of these seven pagoda was no less formidable. It even managed to break through their methods of concealment. The Moyun Halberd had already been lost earlier. Now, escaping seemed impossible.

It was precisely due to the combined efforts of their fury that the silver leaves of Futu's Silver Leaf Scattering instantly extinguished the black lightning from Mo Yun's Halberd within a moment, forming a silver protective barrier. In the blink of an eye, it floated above the seven Demon Suppressing Towers. One after another, silvery light rings gently descended.

"Young friend, you may have destroyed my demonic spirit and this fiend's Blood Soul Robe, but you cannot extinguish the bodies of us two. Could it be that you truly wish to become sworn enemies with us both!" At this moment, Xiang Nanming could no longer maintain his previous composure. In panic, he sent a voice transmission to Lu Xia Tian, hoping that he would allow them a path to retreat.

However, to the despair of Xiang Nanming and Mount Meng's Zhenren, the falling silver halo and barrier showed no signs of slowing down. Circles of silver light bound the demon spirit clad in the Devil Blood Soul Armor, suppressing it under the Seven-Level Pagoda. The demon spirit, which had already consumed a considerable amount of energy during its breakthrough, now barely had any resistance left.

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