Chapter 1283: Chapter 1283

"Doing this will damage your Origin Power! Once it’s damaged, trying to advance to the Tiaoist Origin Realm will be as hard as ascending to the heavens!!!" Qingyangzi shouted in shock.

"Hmph! I can’t care about that now, as long as I can slay these damned ants! Even if it costs me greatly, I won’t even frown! Moreover, as long as we acquire this World-purifying Heavenly Fire, even if we split it in half, under its nurturing, I, Beiming Ghost, will eventually step into the Tiaoist Origin Martial Ancestor Realm!!!" Beiming Ghost said firmly.

"Fine! Since you’ve decided, I won’t persuade you further! However, these detestable ants have really made me upset! Since we’re going to annihilate them, how can I be absent!" Qingyangzi said coldly.

He then pinched a seal with his hands and let out a low roar: "Second and Third Divine Skill!!!"

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As his words fell, the clothes on Qingyangzi’s body shattered instantly, and a terrifying green glow erupted from within him.

In an instant, his body spun around, transforming into a five-zhang-tall terrifying giant.

A domineering and terrifying pressure immediately erupted from within him.

"What? Qingyangzi, have you gone mad? Your Second and Third Divine Skill is just a fragmentary version! Every time you use it, it costs you half your life! Are you trying to die?" Beiming Ghost shouted in disbelief.

"You and I have been rivals for many years, and this is the third time we’re teaming up over the years! Since you’re risking your life, as your partner, how can I let you look down on me! Isn’t it just risking our lives? Besides, with the two of us together, don’t mention just a few thousand Loose Cultivators; even if the number of these ants doubled, slaying them would be as easy as killing dogs! Once we obtain the World-purifying Heavenly Fire, what are these minor injuries compared to breaking into the Tiaoist Origin Martial Ancestor Realm?" Qingyangzi said coldly.

"Hahaha... I knew I didn’t misjudge you! In that case, let’s slaughter this group of ants together, and later, we’ll take down the World-purifying Heavenly Fire, split it, and achieve the Tiaoist Origin Martial Ancestor Realm!!!" Beiming Ghost said with overwhelming spirit.

"Good! Let’s join forces and slaughter this group of ants!" Qingyangzi laughed aloud.

Having spoken, the two of them leaped, and the terrifying pressure completely erupted from within them.

Beiming Ghost and Qingyang Daozi’s bodies suddenly moved, stirring up two terrifying gales as they charged towards the over three thousand Independent Martial Practitioners on the opposite side.

"Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin—Slash!!!" Beiming Ghost roared.

One hundred thousand strands of terrifying blue sword silks, carrying cataclysmic power, slashed towards the group of Independent Martial Practitioners around them.

Instantly, a series of miserable screams erupted from the mouths of these Independent Martial Practitioners.

Even though they tried their best, under Beiming Ghost’s desperate burst, they were directly slaughtered by the domineering and terrifying blue sword silks.

Countless blood mixed with shattered corpses rained continuously from the sky to the ground.

The hundred thousand blue sword silks, like the scythe of the Death God, frantically harvested the lives of this group of Independent Martial Practitioners.

"Go to hell for my sake!!!" Qingyangzi roared.

The terrifying Dharma Body, wielding a giant hand that seemed to blot out the sky, slammed forward indiscriminately.

The ground shook as if in an earthquake, and wherever the massive hand passed, some Independent Martial Practitioners unable to dodge were directly slaughtered by the domineering attack.

In just three minutes, over three thousand Independent Martial Practitioners had been reduced to fewer than five hundred under the combined assault of Beiming Ghost and Qingyangzi.

The remaining five hundred or so had more or less sustained injuries, with the lowest cultivation among them being at the Void Transformation Realm.

As for those Independent Martial Practitioners below the Void Transformation Realm, they were directly smashed to smithereens in the explosion by the two of them, not a ripple left in their wake.

"Hmph! With the battle at this stage, there’s no point in holding back. These two old fools are fighting desperately! We are also at the brink of life and death; if we can’t slay these two old men, forget about acquiring the World-purifying Heavenly Fire, the question of whether we can even leave here alive remains unknown! Everyone, lift whatever cards you’ve been hiding and use them all!" Ye Xiu Saint Son shouted.

"Fine! Rather than hiding, better to fight to the death! All of you Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters, and this group of Independent Practitioners, show your cards boldly!"

"Hmph! If I catch anyone slacking off, I’ll be the first to kill them!" the Holy Daughter pledged.

Seeing this scene, led by Ye Xiu Saint Son, all the remaining four hundred-plus Independent Martial Practitioners erupted.

"Old bastards, go to hell!!!" shouted the remaining group of Independent Practitioners as they unleashed their strongest attacks.

All sorts of terrifying techniques whipped up immense gales, assaulting the two Luotian Realm overlords.

As for Zhang Xiaohao, being one of the Independent Martial Practitioners, faced with the desperate burst from these two mid-Luotian Realm veteran overlords, could no longer hold back.

Of course, some powerful hidden cards still needed to be preserved.

Because the World-purifying Heavenly Fire had not yet broken through the natural Array!

"Snow God Body!!!" Zhang Xiaohao roared softly.

His custom suit shattered entirely, and his body spun around, transforming into a terrifying giant three zhàng tall.

A bone-chilling icy aura erupted from within him, spreading all around.

Seeing that under the relentless assault by these two Luotian Realm overlords, the surrounding Independent Martial Practitioners had been reduced to less than two hundred, with several Saint Heirs and Holy Daughters among the fallen at their hands.

"I’ll hold them for 0.3 seconds. Whether or not you can kill them depends on you! Remember, I can only attack once!!!" Zhang Xiaohao channeled True Qi, shouted.

With the blessing of Shennong True Qi, his voice reached the ears of every Independent Martial Practitioner.

Without waiting for their response, Zhang Xiaohao took a step, swiftly flying up with the Twelve Heavenly Steps.

"Soul Solidification!"

"Blood Mist—Ice Seal!!!"

Zhang Xiaohao softly roared, instantaneously deploying three controlling martial techniques, suppressing Beiming Ghost and Qingyangzi.

Under the terrifying sonic assault of the first move, the two instinctively paused for 0.1 seconds, and before they could react, Zhang Xiaohao’s terrifying Soul Power transformed into chains that bound their bodies.