When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 234: Counterattack, Killing

Looking at the billowing white smoke in the sky.

If the white-clothed thief takes this move head-on, he will definitely have no fighting power, and even worse, he may die on the spot.

Suddenly.

The faint blue light that appeared in the eyes of Li Tiansheng and the two princes behind him gradually faded.

They were still happy in the last second, thinking that the mission was completed, but suddenly they realized something was wrong. His spiritual energy surged into his eyes and looked around. Where was Li Changxiao's figure nearby?

"How is it possible?"

His face was horrified. Could it be that he was fighting with the air just now?

With this thought in his mind, he immediately tried to intercept the remaining spiritual energy in the air, but no matter how he intercepted it, there was only the golden and red spiritual energy of himself and the two brothers behind him.

The three looked ugly.

"Illusion? It shouldn't be. If it is an illusion, there should be spiritual energy left." A prince asked doubtfully.

The other prince pinched his chin, puzzled, "Besides, when did we fall into the illusion?"

Li Tiansheng suddenly thought of something, "Could it be... that we fell into the illusion at that time?"

He remembered the previous fight.

Li Changxiao blew another breath of Fuhua Feng, transformed into dozens of figures, and left to various places.

Perhaps...it was the Fuhua Feng that blew the illusion into the eyes of several people?

The more Li Tiansheng thought about it, the more possible it was. He felt bad. He carefully recalled the other party's eyes at that time. There was a hint of murderous intent in the calmness, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Go and meet up quickly." Li Tiansheng said.

The three returned to the place where they separated at that time. Hearing a sound coming from somewhere else, they turned their heads and saw several people in the south, rushing towards this place, with the same gloomy face.

It was the princes chasing to the south.

Li Tiansheng asked: "What's going on with you? Have you seen the thief?"

The three people on the south side replied: "Damn it, we were trapped by an illusion and wasted a lot of spiritual energy! What about you? How are you?"

Li Tiansheng said: "We are the same as you. So I am sure that the illusions we were trapped by were all here. This guy's illusion is so powerful, I have never heard of it before."

The princes were also amazed and didn't know what to do for a while. They had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy tonight, but they didn't expect that they still couldn't catch the thief. Some of them retreated and were in a dilemma.

Suddenly, someone asked, "Hmm? Sister Tianlan hasn't come back yet. Did they meet the thief?"

Everyone thought it was possible and had to go over to take a look. Li Tiansheng frowned slightly, with a bad feeling, and urged, "Go quickly."

The princes chased to the east. Except for the necessary moments, they hardly used spiritual energy to travel. That would be heartbreaking. Instead, they learned a few light skills and used spiritual energy to travel very fast, which could save spiritual energy. The group of people traveled for about an incense stick and still didn't see Li Tianlan and others. They realized something was wrong.

Walking again.

Suddenly, they found a bloody shadow lying on the ground.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and went over to check the pulse. They found that there was no life at all. He was dead, but his blood was still warm. He had not been dead for long.

The princes clenched their fists, feeling sad. A man beside Li Tiansheng, named Li Tianzhou, was also a powerful figure. While the others were grieving, he ripped open the clothes of his dead brother and saw cuts all over his body, which was very scary.

The fatal wound was the sword mark that pierced through the heart.

"Fuhua Sword Control Technique, a branch of Xiaofuhua Technique." Li Tianzhou said in a deep voice: "He killed him."

Li Tiansheng said: "Killing above his level... When did he become so powerful?"

Li Tianzhou shook his head and said lightly: "It's not that he is powerful. The techniques he used, except for the illusion technique that I can't see through, whether it is Xiaofuhua Technique or other techniques, are all within the normal range."

"He just..."

Li Tianzhou paused, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said heavily: "He adapts to the current rules better than any of us."

"Rules?" A prince was stunned and didn't react.

Li Tianzhou said: "When cultivators fight, they use magic, sword moves, magic weapons, and formations. The momentum is huge, splitting mountains, breaking seas, and picking stars. But when mortals fight... they cut throats, behead, and hit vital points."

"Look at this royal brother, he obviously still has some reservations. With the protection of spiritual energy, he can still repair the moves that are enough to kill mortals, but... obviously, the thief didn't give him this opportunity."

"Although the peak of the transformation of the spirit is still a crushing existence for the Nascent Soul cultivators, the world has changed now, just like the land, which is shrinking year by year. The gap between the realms is still very large, but... it is not insurmountable. Of course, if the strong man of the transformation of the spirit does not save that little spiritual energy, the Nascent Soul cultivator can only run away. Pray... other brothers, don't be caught off guard for saving spiritual energy again."

Hearing this.

Everyone's heart sank, and suddenly felt a chill all over their body.

The existence of spiritual energy is indeed powerful.

But if you encounter such an opponent, spiritual energy will sometimes... become a restriction that constrains you. He has seen too many cultivators who died with their eyes wide open, and died in the hands of the enemy before their cultivation could explode.

It's not that they underestimated the enemy, but that they are still continuing the old fighting habits.

The princes continued to chase eastward, the atmosphere became more and more silent, and everyone was holding back a lot of energy.

Li Tianzhou's words just now lingered in everyone's hearts for a long time.

The more you think about it, the more you feel that this is the case.

Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, a strong man at the peak of the Spiritualization Stage would never die in front of a strong man at the Nascent Soul Stage.

But today.

He died, and he couldn't die any more.

Moreover, whether it was Fuhua's sword control technique or Fuhua's wind, they were not great techniques, and the spiritual energy consumed was limited, which meant that the thief must still have a certain combat power.

If we do the math, the prince who just died died too much.

Suddenly.

Another blood shadow was seen in front.

Everyone felt as if they were hit by a giant object. With a click, they lamented the death of another brother before they approached. Li Tianzhou frowned. The development of the matter had far exceeded his expectations. He went to investigate.

Li Tiansheng asked, "Can you see any clues? How did he die?"

Li Tianzhou pointed to the neck of the deceased and said, "Some kind of silk thread cut his neck and killed him in one blow!"

Then he muttered to himself, "Strange, there is no trace of magic left on his body. Could he have died from a hidden weapon?"

Li Tianzhou hesitated, but he didn't have much time to make a judgment. He could only continue to chase forward. These corpses could only be put here first.

After walking for several miles.

There were two figures standing side by side in front of them. Everyone was relieved. Finally, they no longer found corpses. But when they got closer, everyone's faces finally couldn't keep calm anymore.

Also dead.

The two died at the same time.

There was a thin and long scratch on the neck, which was neat and tidy, without a trace of redundancy.

The fear on their faces was particularly eye-catching. Even after death, everyone could feel the despair before death.

"Sword intention?" Li Tiansheng's hair stood up. What kind of monster is this Li Changxiao?

"Oh no! Sister Tianlan is in danger!" a prince shouted.

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