usionary realm, originally composed of seven mirrors, now had seven parts of spiritual energy forming around it, like a true and illusory ring surrounding the illusionary realm. The Wu Xiang Xuan Fir...“Once again, it’s just these golden figures. Last time, it was merely a ghost talisman. This lord wants to see how capable these mere lifeless things are!” Zi'Ao Ghost Lord roared, throwing the already lifeless Snowy Region Demon Deer aside without hesitation. He raised his left palm, and a ghostly lantern with five skull heads connected in a chain hung suspended in mid-air.

It was the burning ghost lantern, up close, one could feel even more intensely the ancient and eerie aura emanating from it.

Under the Purple Crocodile Ghost King's forceful exertion of power, purple light, as solid as a tangible object, like an invincible blade, slashed towards the three golden figures of the Bingfenglei system.

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The fierce impact, yet there wasn't a sound at all. However, the golden swords wielded by the Ice Wind Thunder Three-Attribute Jin people were each blocked by those streaks of purple light, unable to advance any further.

"Just so!" The purple crocodile ghost king sneered, just about to make a move. At this time, golden, green, blue, red, and earth five dazzling lights flashed past, to be precise, it should be fifteen golden figures. They were gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, three figures for each element. The originally dispersed giants, however, now acted as one. Three people formed a small unit, leaning against each other's backs. They rotated and entered, like five flying tri-petal flowers, directly descending onto the ghost lantern above.

"This is the complete Golden Figure Eighteen!" Before his eyes, the eighteen golden figures left behind by the Emperor Qinling were perfectly integrated, displaying the power of the formation attack to its fullest.

Originally, the purple light emitted by the blazing Fiery Yan Ghost Lantern was capable of withstanding the attacks from the Ice Wind Thunder Three-element Golden Man. However, under the combined assault of the five-element Golden Man – comprising gold, wood, water, fire, and earth – the tangible-like purple light shattered instantly, torn apart by the blades.

When the Zi'ao Guijun saw these eighteen golden figures gather together, his aura suddenly surged, and he couldn't help but change color. He also couldn't quite understand how such completely different auras could be combined so perfectly under such circumstances.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh..... Shadows flickered, eighteen golden figures, with the wind and thunder above them, layered upon each other like a stacked arhat. Eighteen long swords, neat and uniform, as the eighteen golden figures tilted downwards, their blades slashed towards the scorching flame ghost lantern in unison.

Eighteen blades of light, three coarse and fifteen fine. Like eighteen iron plows. They plowed directly into the five skulls that formed a blazing Ghost Lantern. The five skulls let out a mournful cry at once. The surface of the skull, harder than gold and iron, even showed cracks.

Seizing this opportunity while the eighteen golden men attacked Purple Crocodile Ghost King, Lu Xia Tian's brow twitched. He saw that the Snowfield Demon Stag's soul had escaped. Before this, Lu Xia Tian didn't have the strength to kill a Nascent Soul demon beast. Now the eighteen golden men did, but where could they find a Nascent Soul demon beast so easily The Jade Toad Demon had already fallen into Purple Crocodile Ghost King's hands. If even the Snowfield Demon Stag's soul escaped now, who knows if there would be another chance to encounter a Nascent Soul demon beast in this world. Lu Xia Tian wouldn't miss this chance. He immediately launched his Soul Binding Net, directly trapping the Snowfield Demon Stag's soul.

"Damn it!" Zi'ao Ghost King didn't expect the combined power of the eighteen Golden Ones to reach such a level. With gritted teeth, he stretched out his arms, and behind him, ghostly energy surged. In the blink of an eye, a giant portal formed. From within that portal, a huge ghost crocodile, tens of feet tall with a ferocious appearance, emerged. Its back and tail were covered in spikes, and its entire body was purple. It shook its head and tail as it charged out of the ghostly gate.

The ghoul crocodile let out a ferocious grin, and with a snap of its jaws, spat a ball of sinister black-purple light that struck the Yan Gui Deng.

"Guardian Ghost Beast!" Xiang Huaxin saw that the Zuo Yan Ghost Lamp before him, as soon as the Gui'a appeared, his aura surged. The black qi from five skulls turned into tiny Gui'a shapes, drilling in and out.

The enormous body coiled, engulfing the burning ghost lamp. The five skulls, each with a crack from Jinren's eighteen strikes, instantly healed.

"What is the origin of the Guardian Beast" As long as Jin Ren Shi Ba was invoked, and the enemy had been determined, it would automatically attack the enemy without requiring the invoker to exert much control. In fact, with Lu Xiao Tian's current cultivation level...

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It is said that there are ancient methods passed down through generations that can forge weapons with unique techniques, guarding the weapon spirits. This is the beginning of refining weapon spirits. It's even said to be a technique only accessible to those who have reached the Nascent Soul Stage or higher. How could this Zi Ao Ghost King possess such means

xiang Huaxin's face was full of disbelief. Even as a cultivator who had reached the Nascent Soul stage, he couldn't comprehend the unnatural and terrifying sight before him. Xiang Huaxin's fear of Zi'ao Guijun reached its peak. He even felt an urge to flee forcefully.

“You old geezer actually has some insight. If this deity wasn't a bit capable, how could I have reigned supreme in this realm” The Purple Crocodile Ghost King laughed arrogantly.

The smile on the Purple Crocodile Demon Lord's face froze quickly. The eighteen golden figures before him, who had originally moved in a neat and uniform way, suddenly became extremely fierce. Each golden figure swung a sword swiftly in a different direction. Every swing left behind a trail of afterimages, filled with a mysterious beauty of power.

This seemingly chaotic flurry of sword strikes unleashed a series of disjointed blade energies, yet as these erratic blades danced in the air, they bizarrely coalesced into a gigantic and archaic character for "封" (seal). "Hooo!" The eighteen golden figures roared in unison.

The seal, formed by the different blade auras of the Eight Systems, shone brilliantly. In a dazzling display, it charged directly at the Blazing Flame Ghost Lantern and the Ghost Croc guarding it.

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With spines bristling, the ghastly crocodile let out a fearsome roar. Its massive tail lashed out at the falling giant "seal" character, striking it squarely in mid-air.

The eight-style blade energy forming the seal wasn't shattered by the strike of the crocodile-suppressing blow, but instead, like oil, it directly adhered to both the Ghost Crocodile and the Burning Flame Ghost Lantern.

The ghost crocodile shook its head and tail, its ghostly aura surging, purple light flaring, but it couldn't escape the entanglement of this sealed character.

"Drink!" The Eighteen Gold Man slashed again, and the posture of his previous strike still lingered in the air as a phantom, unvanished by the subsequent blow.

As the eighteen golden figures once again stiffened and let out a low, guttural roar, eighteen blades of qi intersected in mid-air, forming the character "天".

"Ha!" The third slash "Crack!"

"Hey!" Fourth knife, "Earth!"

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“Whoa!” Fifth strike, “Slash!”

At this time, each golden statue had already left four afterimages in the air. Each afterimage maintained a fixed slashing motion, concise, sharp, and aimed straight at the enemy's heart. Each slash seemed divinely created.

As the fifth slashing strike appeared, the seventy-two phantoms instantly dissipated, converging like streams into a single long blade that shot towards the Ghost Crocodile. In an instant, the entire ice cavern was bathed in its light, as if the only thing that existed between heaven and earth was this blade. Nothing else mattered.

Such a state of being where one has the power but is beyond defeat! After putting away the spirit and soul of the snow region demon deer, Lu Xia Tian seemed to see from this sword, the invincible aura of the former Emperor Qinling conquering the world. Even refining it into just eighteen golden men yielded such power, how powerful was the former Emperor Qinling

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