The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 939 Clouds and Dreams, the Fall of a Great Cultivator

"what?"

The white bone cultivator's pupils dilated violently, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Before he could react, a sharp pain shot through his chest, as if he had been struck by a towering mountain, and he plummeted to the ground.

Rumble~

With a deafening roar, the skeletal cultivator's figure crashed to the bottom of the valley. Rocks flew everywhere, and a huge crater appeared out of nowhere.

"puff!"

The white bone cultivator's nose was bleeding, and his entire body was shaking as if it were about to fall apart.

"How is that possible!?"

His eyes were wide with shock and anger, his expression filled with disbelief.

Yin bone ghost fire, the poison of decaying remains.

Why did none of his methods work?

As the giant peak plummeted, he had no time to think, not even time to take any medicine. With a flap of his bone wings, a gust of cold wind swept through, barely managing to block the oncoming attack.

Gazing at the towering figure falling like a meteor in the sky, he trembled with shock and anger.

"The Body Tempering Technique is Extraordinary!"

In the face of crisis, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he used a secret technique to ignite his divine soul.

These secret techniques come at a great cost, but at this moment, there's no time to worry about anything else.

Boom!

The earth shook and roared, rocks tumbled and rolled, the clouds and sky swirled endlessly.

Whoosh!

The withered bone spikes in mid-air, unleashing their ultimate power, changed direction, intending to buy him time in this perilous situation. At the same moment, bone wings behind him, accompanied by howling winds and adorned with ghostly flames, fanned out a sea of ​​eerie winds and fire.

After doing all this, before he could even escape, alarm bells rang in his mind, and a bad omen suddenly appeared.

"not good!"

Almost instinctively, he flapped his wings violently, closing his bony wings to firmly protect his body.

Swish!

In mid-air, a five-colored spiritual light emanated from afar, moving with a graceful and ethereal speed. It seemed slow, but arrived in an instant, leaving people unable to react.

hum!

As the five-colored spiritual light swept down, the White Bone Great Cultivator had just closed his wings, barely managing to protect his body.

The light was gentle and colorful, but the figure of the White Bone Cultivator crashed down with a bang.

hum~ hum~ hum~

As the spiritual light shifted, the deep flames clinging to the bone wings vanished instantly, along with the spiritual light emanating from the bone wings.

Five-colored spiritual light, sweeping away nothing, breaking all restrictions and laws!

Pong!

Chen Ping'an gently reached out and extinguished the Yin Wind Bone Flame. His blazing blood and energy surged straight into the sky. Golden patterns appeared on his surging, metallic-lustered body, and golden light swirled, slowly pulsating, separating and merging in a strange manner.

Wild and untamed power, the golden wheel of bloodline.

"A glass lamp, radiating five-colored spiritual light."

Chen Ping'an stared at the five-colored spiritual light that had arrived in mid-air in an instant and swept away the white-boned cultivator.

Years ago, during the battle of Long'an, he had experienced the power of this object. A three-colored spiritual light swept away his peak form and shattered his true form of ten thousand demons.

The glass lamp can cleanse all things; its five-colored spiritual light can break all laws and restrictions.

At that time, the Heavenly Net Saintess could only barely activate it, replacing her divine soul with her spirituality, and all her power was reduced by an unknown amount.

Now, with his divine soul activated, his power is at its peak under the five-colored spiritual light.

Although the White Bone Cultivator was extremely difficult to deal with, he was put in a sorry state in an instant.

Although the power of the bone wings was extremely difficult to deal with, under the five-colored spiritual light, its power was greatly reduced in an instant, the spiritual light dimmed, and the bone flames faded.

"What's with this five-colored spiritual light?"

The powerful effect of the five-colored spiritual light is remarkably similar to his dreamlike radiance. Both can enhance the spiritual energy of precious treasures and the spiritual light of secret techniques.

Is there any connection between these two?

Chen Ping'an's blood and qi surged, his body moved like a shooting star, and his mind was unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, all methods were used without the slightest interference.

The yin wind and bone flames sweeping through the air were intended to block his escape light, but in front of him, they were undoubtedly like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly vulnerable.

In fact, the White Bone Cultivator's methods were quite remarkable. If he were in his normal state, even Chen Ping'an would have to put in some effort to break through this situation.

But right now, under the influence of his extraordinary bloodline, he can act without restraint.

"This matter."

As Chen Ping'an's thoughts shifted, he was just approaching the bottom of the valley when he saw the skeletal cultivator below break through the five-colored spiritual light, flap his bone wings, and fly towards the distant horizon.

Within the escaping light, the White Bone Cultivator's hair was gray and his appearance was withered, like an old man in his eighties. His bone wings behind him were dim, and it was unknown what terrible price he had paid.

"How could this be!"

Bai Gu Da Xiu felt gloomy, his heart sinking to the bottom.

At this moment, he truly lost the will to turn the tide and fight again, and was prepared to break through and leave at all costs.

Where did these freakish monsters come from?!

Although none of them had reached the third realm of cultivation, they all possessed the combat strength to rival veteran cultivators.

A cultivation method for strengthening the body, leading to a stable cultivation level, and even more mysterious and wondrous techniques that ignore Yin Fire and strange poisons.

With numerous methods, countless secret treasures, and supernatural abilities, it was even possible to strip away the spiritual essence of his bones and wings.

You should know that the pair of bone wings behind him was his greatest opportunity in his early years, and it is also an important reliance for him to be able to roam freely in the Great Cultivation Realm and be ranked among the veterans!

The two of them are both incredibly twisted.

Now that his bone wings have lost much of their spiritual power, he no longer has the slightest desire to fight.

"Break through and escape, the faster the better!"

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, he held nothing back. No matter how valuable his resources were, they were not as precious as his life.

hum~

A piece of dark, deep jade appeared out of nowhere.

The dark jade patterns intertwine, rippling with deep, mysterious waves. As soon as they appear, they flow and twist, subtly influencing the space.

As soon as the dark jade appeared, the white-boned cultivator's face turned red, and his withered, ashen face looked particularly strange and distorted.

puff!

A mouthful of vital essence blood, brimming with vitality, was suddenly spat out of his mouth, turning into a cloud of blood mist that landed entirely on the dark, deep jade.

When the blood mist touched the dark jade, the dark jade underwent a strange change in an instant.

The eerie light twisted and the patterns intensified, greedily absorbing the essence and blood energy.

The distorted and oscillating fluctuations, centered on the dark jade, continued to oscillate and brew.

The White Bone Grandmaster's escape was as swift as the wind, with a howling yin wind. Although his bone wings were damaged and his spirituality had declined, his speed inexplicably surged in an instant.

Around the valley, there are pillars of light from magic arrays, like inverted jade bowls, trapping all sides and isolating the inside from the outside.

The White Bone cultivator, holding the dark jade, suddenly flushed red. A deep, twisted dark pattern instantly activated, transforming into a shockwave that shot towards the formation.

"break--"

He suddenly shouted, and the purple jade array was thrown into chaos, with all thirty-two jade pillars dimming.

However, in the blink of an eye, a major error occurred in the formation, and a large gap appeared in front of the White Bone Cultivator's escape light.

The White Bone Grandmaster, his escape light unstoppable, instantly passed through the gap and appeared outside the formation.

The profound meaning of the dark jade in his hand had largely faded, replaced by a pale color.

This forbidden dark jade is of extraordinary value, and each use of it consumes a large amount of resources.

But in such situations, he had no choice but to do so.

The magic array in front of him was extremely troublesome, but if he took his time, he could break it with ease.

But right now, in this critical moment, any delay could affect our chance to escape.

No matter how reluctant he was, he had to make a decision.

Having successfully escaped the formation, the White Bone Cultivator was not at all relaxed. His eyes were wide open as if they were about to burst, and he pushed his divine soul essence to its limit.

Under the influence of the secret technique, the true essence within his body surged like boiling water, burning intensely. Within his spiritual platform, the previously hidden vortex of his divine soul was now amplified to its extreme, frantically absorbing the power of heaven and earth as his resources and foundation, propelling him to his ultimate escape speed.

Currently, his bone wings have lost their spiritual essence, and all he can rely on is this soul-burning technique.

Using this secret technique comes at a great cost; even if he recovers afterward, it will affect the foundation of his cultivation. But in this situation, he can no longer afford to worry about that.

With his soul ignited, his somewhat injured body experienced a brief period of excitement, his complexion became unusually rosy, and the bluish-gray color seemed to have been swept away.

Whoosh!

A beam of dark blue light, scorching the soul, pierced through the sky.

Although the crucial aid of the bone wings is missing, at this moment, by activating the explosive burning technique at all costs, all escape speeds are even faster than at their peak.

The explosive burning technique, once used, is extremely difficult to recover from, and shortens one's lifespan—this is commonplace. If maintained for an extended period, it may leave extremely serious aftereffects.

Since he obtained it, he only used it once, and that one time he only used it briefly, which helped him escape and ultimately achieve significant results.

But today.

Sensing the soul aura receding further and further behind him, the White Bone Cultivator sneered coldly, his killing intent boiling.

He suffered heavy losses this time, losing all his resources and strength.

How can this matter be left unresolved?

"You lowly brat, you black-robed thief, how dare you plot against me! Wait till I escape!"

The Great Cultivator of White Bones had a sinister expression and a resolute heart.

"I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

boom!

Chen Ping'an's blood and qi surged, golden light swirling around him, like a towering, dark golden giant.

"Methods to break the restrictions?"

He had just reached the edge of the formation when he saw the other party emerge from the gap.

The plan to use formations to block the enemy and end the battle here in one fell swoop has instantly failed.

The Great Cultivator of White Bones moved with lightning speed, far exceeding his previous speed.

"Want to leave?" Chen Ping'an's eyes flashed with golden light as he made a decision instantly.

Whoosh!

The skeletal cultivator sprouted wings on his back, his divine soul burst forth, and unleashed his ultimate speed, heading towards the distant horizon.

He felt resentful and unwilling, towards the two people behind him who had already been sentenced to death.

But now the situation has reversed, and he alone is probably not strong enough. He has made up his mind that after escaping from here, he will spread the news that the Demon Lord's successor has been born, whose cultivation level has not reached the Great Cultivation stage, but who possesses the power of a Great Cultivation master.

"Such speed is top-notch even among great cultivators. You think you can catch up with me? You're dreaming!"

The White Bone Cultivator's face was sinister and cold as he felt the distance growing ever greater, and his mind gradually relaxed.

Once he escapes the range of his spiritual perception, he has countless ways to get rid of the other party's entanglement, given his abilities.

This is the Black Nether Mountains, whose natural terrain created favorable conditions for his escape.

He was initially annoyed that this young fellow Tianluo had chosen to flee to the Black Nether Mountains, but unexpectedly, he became his lifeline.

Just when he thought this ordeal was over and he was about to escape, the expression on his face froze instantly, his eyes widened in shock, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"What!?"

The scene behind him sent chills down his spine, and he gasped in horror.

"There is no way forward, fellow Daoist. You should stay here."

Chen Ping'an's voice was like thunder, his body covered in golden flames that flowed like liquid gold, and he had two wings on his back that were seven or eight zhang long when he flapped them. The terrifying heat carried the force of burning the sky and stirred up a huge heat wave.

With each flap of its wings, sparks fall like rain, scattering in all directions and creating countless waves of heat.

Its bloodline is extraordinary, and it possesses golden and fiery wings.

With a few flaps of his wings, Chen Ping'an traversed dozens of miles and landed with a thunderous roar in his prime.

Although the White Bone Grandmaster's escape speed was fast, it seemed somewhat inadequate at this moment.

hum~

Looking at the skeletal cultivator so close at hand, Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up with a strange light. In the void, a colorful and dreamlike pearl appeared out of thin air.

hum~

The light was hazy and colorful.

The precious pearl is wondrous and bewitching!

Swish!

The light shone brightly, instantly enveloping the white-boned cultivator.

At the same time, Chen Ping'an's soul, as solid as a mountain, unleashed a devastating attack using a soul-suppressing technique.

"This is."

Under the dazzling light, the white bone cultivator's expression showed a trace of confusion, but soon his eyes turned stern and his mind became as sharp as a knife, and he instantly regained his clarity.

However, before he could do anything, the next wave of soul-suppressing imagery suddenly arrived.

"Soul Technique!"

The Great Bone Cultivator felt dizzy and disoriented, as if a giant peak was pressing down on him, suppressing his spiritual platform.

In a moment of crisis, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and the vortex in his mind suddenly swelled, forcing out his ultimate power to withstand the extreme pressure.

But at that very moment, golden flame wings tore through the air.

Chen Ping'an arrived with a bang.

He stretched out his large hand and grabbed at the White Bone Cultivator.

The White Bone Cultivator's eyes were bloodshot, his expression ferocious and unwilling. A cold wind howled as he activated a secret technique, trying to escape.

At this moment, how could Chen Ping'an let him have his way? He unleashed the ice jade hairpin he had been hiding for so long, its icy coldness chilling to the bone, along with its freezing light, all at once.

The White Bone Great Cultivator was forced to defend, and at that moment, Chen Ping'an's large hand suddenly grabbed the bone wings on the opponent's back.

then

Amidst the roaring of his blood and qi, a primal force, a million-pound power, was unleashed with a thunderous roar.

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the Yin Jade Bone Wings, connected to the flesh and bones of the White Bone Great Cultivator, were all torn off by him.

"How dare you—"

The White Bone Grandmaster was extremely shocked and enraged, his eyes turning bloodshot.

These Yin Jade Bone Wings were obtained from a secret cave dwelling. They were rare treasures that allowed him to escape the light. He used secret techniques to carefully nurture them, allowing them to grow on his flesh and bones, connecting with him and becoming one with him.

Only in this way can they be used as easily as one's own arm.

But now.

boom!

The White Bone Grandmaster was surrounded by a swirling, yin wind and bone flames that surged and expanded in an instant.

"If you dare to destroy my secret treasure, then we'll die together!"

He was delirious, letting out a shrill, mournful scream.

With his bone wings stolen and his flesh and blood severely damaged, his explosive burning technique could no longer be maintained. In this situation, he was already in a life-or-death predicament.

He disregarded the cost, overdrawing his life essence and forcing his soul into a vortex, causing the power of heaven and earth to surge like boiling water, sweeping across the land.

At this moment, I give it my all, without reservation, and with all my might.

What terrifying combat power will a Celestial Master facing a desperate situation unleash when fighting for his life?

And at this moment.

That is the answer.

Golden patterns appeared on Chen Ping'an's body, and halos of light surged, illuminating the surroundings.

Faced with the desperate attack of the Celestial Master, he dared not be careless and was prepared to use the magical power and distortion of the precious pearl.

At that very moment, the distant horizon, somehow, was tinged with a hazy, dreamlike glow, like the light of sunset clouds.

The expression on Bai Gu Da Xiu's face froze instantly, his eyes widened in astonishment, and his pupils dilated, as if he had seen some incredible and strange sight.

A dreamlike illusion of the nine heavens, a tale of life and death.

Chen Ping'an sighed softly and pointed with his finger.

"Send you on your way, fellow Daoist!"

laugh!

With a single finger, he struck the white bone, meticulously repairing the eyebrows and spiritual altar.

The next instant, his soul vanished, and his spiritual platform shattered.

The eerie winds and fiery flames faded and dissipated, returning to silence, leaving only the illusory glow of clouds and rosy hues that painted the sky.

Amidst the clouds and rosy hues, the Heavenly Maiden's purple eyes shone like stars, a dreamlike and beautiful sight. (End of Chapter)