The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 705

Chapter 705: Chapter 701: The Last Moment Chapter 705: Chapter 701: The Last Moment “How dare you thwart my plans, seeking death!”

At this moment, Baoshan let out a furious roar, wielded a Buddhist Convenient Shovel, and fiercely hurled it towards Bai Xiaotian.

The edge of the Convenient Shovel emitted a radiant black light, and even before it got close, layers of half-arc light blades formed like ripples, chopping down towards Bai Xiaotian.

Bai Xiaotian had to maintain the “Path to Rebirth” from dispersing and was unable to deal with the attack; he could only summon a Golden Bell Artifact.

“Dong….”

With the sound of an ancient temple bell ringing, the Golden Bell Artifact floated above his head. A radiant golden light shone down, forming a large, gold bell phantom around him, whirring and spinning.

The Golden Bell was also inscribed with tiny words, as small as grains of rice, carving the Buddhist Unmoving Ming King Mantra.

“Dong” roared a thunderous sound.

The first layer of the half-arc light blade on the Convenient Shovel struck the Golden Bell illusion. Then a continuous ringing sound echoed, and layers of light blades fell on the Golden Bell illusion like a sudden storm.

The Golden Bell illusion shook with tumultuous light, and the Golden Bell itself, suspended above Bai Xiaotian's head, was also shaking.

However, even amidst the tumultuous bell sound and the shaking bell, Bai Xiaotian's heart remained unmoving, determined to purify all the remaining dark souls on the square.

“Boom”

The body of the Convenient Shovel finally landed on the Golden Bell illusion, and the resounding noise rang throughout the Square.

The Golden Bell illusion shattered in response, exploding into countless fragments of illusory light.

Among the chaos, the last dark soul also dispersed on the Path of Rebirth. Bai Xiaotian was finally relieved. With a quick change of hand seals, he formed the Unmoving Ming King Seal.

Only to hear a “hum” sound, the Golden Bell itself radiated brightly.

The shattered Golden Bell illusion dissipated, and a Ming King phantom emerged from it, as if Dharmform came into the world. It enveloped Bai Xiaotian, bursting out of dazzling golden light.

Encountering the golden light, the Convenient Shovel was shaken back with a “bang”.

Bai Xiaotian stood up from where he was, retrieved the Sutra Banner, and took a step towards Baoshan. He lifted his palm and fiercely chopped down.

The phantom of the Ming King outside his body also took a step forward, chopping down a hand-towards Baoshan.

Seeing this, Baoshan forcefully spat out a mouthful of fresh blood onto the Convenient Shovel that had been knocked back. He made a hand seal and pointed forward. The Convenient Shovel reversed its trajectory like a flying sword and rapidly charged towards Bai Xiaotian again.

As soon as the Convenient Shovel got stained with blood, it turned blood-red. A layer of blood flame surged on the surface and clashed with the giant palm of the Ming King.

The blood flames somehow instantly broke through the Ming King's palm and flew right towards Bai Xiaotian.

Quickly retreating, Bai Xiaotian formed hand seals at a rapid speed, planning to intercept the Convenient Shovel.

Unexpectedly, the already swift Convenient Shovel suddenly sped up, directly cutting through the Ming King's chest, aiming straight for Bai Xiaotian's heart.

Bai Xiaotian's chest robe was dyed by the blood flames and instantly turned to ashes, exposing his muscular chest.

However, as soon as his chest was exposed, a golden light suddenly enveloped his body. His skin instantly turned golden as if it had been poured over with golden juice.

“Vajra Body Protection!” Bai Xiaotian shouted.

This Vajra Body Protection was a secret self-defence method passed down in Hua Sheng Temple, which core disciples could not learn.

With a “clang”, the shovel smeared with blood flame seemed to hit on fine gold, and was ricocheted again.

Seeing this, Baoshan was slightly surprised. His blood flame edges had always been invincible, no one below the same rank was able to block it, but he did not expect today to be caught by Bai Xiaotian with his physical skills.

When he raised his hand to catch the convenient shovel, his eyes could not help but shrink.

Seeing Bai Xiaotian, who was maintaining the form of Vajra, move extremely fast and after accelerating forward, he directly flew over like a sword, stepping on his convenient shovel and flew over together.

Just as Baoshan was about to control the direction of the shovel, Bai Xiaotian stomped heavily on it. His figure was incredibly light, and he directly rushed into the sky, and then pressed down heavily on him like Mount Tai.

Feeling the intense pressure, Baoshan couldn't help but panic. He dared not receive the attack forcefully, but immediately recited a spell, lowered his body and shrank underground to escape.

Bai Xiaotian's pupils shrank, his fists turning into palms and slammed on the ground.

A loud “rumble”!

With a swell of ripple-like air wave directly pouring down, the entire desert was shaken, and the ground suddenly sank to form a huge palm print that was a hundred feet wide.

The sand dunes at the edge of the palm print suddenly bulged, a figure was sent flying out, it was Baoshan.

Bai Xiaotian seemed to have calculated his position. Without waiting for him to fall, he was already one step ahead, waiting there, and he punched towards his heart, piercing straight through Baoshan's chest.

Baoshan's eyes were wide, his face was full of shock, his physique jerked a few times, and then stopped moving.

The color faded from his eyes, his eyeballs bulged out, and he died with his eyes wide open.

Bai Xiaotian dropped his corpse, the golden glow on his body quickly receded, he exhaled a breath, and blood seeped from the corner of his mouth and his ears, like small snakes wriggling out.

The Vajra Body Protection technique was hard to practice, and he could maintain it for a very short time, so he was holding his breath just now to withstand the internal injuries, and barely made it to now.

“Shen Luo, Master Golden Cicada, please wait for me for a while…” Bai Xiaotian sat down cross-legged, swallowed an elixir, glanced at Chan'er first, and then looked at Shen Luo.

At this point, the fight between Shen Luo and Dragon Altar had also reached a crucial instance.

Reborn by Lin Da's secret technique, the Dragon Altar's mana was even stronger than before. He was covered in a layer of extremely sturdy black armor. Shen Luo had completely fallen into a disadvantage and was forced to retreat continuously.

On the other side, Lin Da, after resisting two Thunder Tribulations, the seventh Thunder Tribulation was also coming down.

The lead clouds in the sky were pitch black, the surroundings were extremely dark, and almost indistinguishable from night. There wasn't a sound of wind in the void, other than the sounds of the human fights, no other sounds were heard.

A silence, solemn and unsettling atmosphere was sweeping across.

In the high sky, the cold expressions on the faces of the four Law Enforcement Heavenly Soldiers had suddenly changed slightly, revealing signs of anger.

Lin Da looked at the dark clouds in the sky. It seemed that there were faint flashes of thunder, but there was no sound of thunder. This silence before the storm made him feel a bit nervous.

“It seems I need to act earlier.” he muttered under his breath.

As he spoke, he waved his hand forward, with a burst of blood light in the center of his palm, a red blood flower spilled out and was suspended in the air without falling, and with another wave of his hand, he scattered them.

Each drop of blood flower sprayed out, shot towards all directions, falling extremely fast onto the red light shield outside the Dharma Platform, entering smoothly without any hindrance.

Some of the blood droplets fell accurately on the foreheads of the monks in the Dharma Platform.

Of course, the monks knew that this wasn't a good thing and tried to wipe it off. Yet, before their sleeves could touch the drops, the blood had already seeped into their flesh, leaving only a rouge-like mark on the center of their foreheads.