Chapter 382: Desperate

some cultivators were affected by the Diyan fire poison.Not until these two days did the spectacle of absorbing the essence of sun and moon suddenly disappear, further leaving these Jindan cultivators...The Shaba's attacks were far inferior to those of a Golden Core cultivator. In the short term, Lu Xiaoteng could still hold on, but as time went on, although the aura on the Shaba gradually weakened with each attack, Lu Xiaoteng was horrified to find that his wind armor was weakening even more severely. He feared that before the Shaba's strength ran out, his wind armor would collapse first.

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“I’ll give it my all!” A flash of ruthlessness crossed Lu Xia Tian’s eyes. At this point, he had no other choice but to use up all his power.

Lu Xia Tian, protected by his wind armor, was beaten like a sandbag by the Sand Tyrant. He was tossed around on the ground with no power to fight back. Lu Xia Tian simply gave up any resistance.

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After Di Kun placed the gold-ranked spirit stone on its mouth, the golden puppet regained its mobility. It stomped heavily on the ground and charged towards Lu Xiaotian, who was battling Shaba with all his might.

The double-headed greatsword cleaved down with a resounding slash.

With a clang! A protruding centipede leg blocked the formidable double-handed heavy sword, while two other centipede legs struck the golden puppet's chest and abdomen in succession.

In the midst of the deafening explosion, the incredibly sturdy golden puppet's chest and abdomen each bore a deep indentation.

The golden puppet, over two zhang tall, was sent flying by a simple blow from the Shaba. Even a strike from a Dan Yuan artifact couldn't cause such deep wounds on the golden puppet, yet it was defeated so easily by a single blow from the Shaba.

It can be seen that Shaba's strength was indeed formidable at this point. However, Lu Xia Tian keenly noticed that after Shaba had struck down the golden puppet, the monstrous aura on his body weakened again.

As expected, the fact that the golden puppet was knocked away pleased Lu Xiaoteng instead of alarming him. Before the golden puppet even hit the ground, Lu Xiaoteng's primordial spirit switched to the earthen puppet.

The earthen puppet, wielding a heavy hammer in both hands just like the golden puppet, relentlessly ran and charged. Using its momentum, the hammer rained blows upon Lu Xiaoteng's sand-beast.

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With a resounding *bang*, the earthen golem, renowned for its defense, was struck with a force that sent it flying backwards. The blow, though powerful, failed to penetrate its defenses.

Although Emperor Kun was greatly weakened at this time, under Lu Xia Tian's instruction, he frantically attacked the equally badly injured Maha Xued Chan. That Maha Xued Chan had suffered injuries during its previous fusion with Sha Ba and a close fight with Lu Xia Tian. A considerable amount of Lu Xia Tian's attacks that landed on Sha Ba were shared by Maha Xued Chan. At this time, it was covered in wounds and looked extremely miserable.

The Sand Tyrant madly attacked Lu Xia Tian, watching as the wind armor on Lu Xia Tian's body grew increasingly weak. There was not a hint of joy on the Sand Tyrant's face; his own aura had thinned to a certain degree. As for who would ultimately prevail, it remained unclear.

Fortunately, the time it takes to switch between the sub-spirit and main spirit is extremely fast. In an instant, the earthen puppet was knocked away, and the sub-spirit immediately switched to the golden puppet. This back-and-forth continued.

With a deafening roar, the golden puppet's body, covered in scars from the sandstorm's relentless blows, finally couldn't withstand the immense force. It shattered with a thunderous explosion, turning into countless scattered pieces.

A pinnacle sixth-grade golden puppet, one that even a nascent Dan Yuan magic artifact couldn't easily injure, was simply shattered by Shaba.

Lu Xia Tian's face turned as cold as iron, and he once again controlled the earthen puppet to charge forward.

Shaba, due to excessive consumption of strength, had lost several pairs of centipedes. However, one pair still managed to pierce through Lu Xia Tian's extremely thin wind armor.

The power of the Wind-Mail Talisman ultimately dissipated.

Looking at Lu Xia Tian who had completely lost his defenses, Sha Ba’s face twisted into a cruel smile. In the end, he had won the bet. The silver-haired youth before him had lost his last support, what could he possibly use to resist

The Sand Emperor's face contorted in fury as he once again swung his centipede legs, aiming for Lu Xiaoteng's throat.

The earthen puppet raised its shield, taking a defensive stance, and stood once again in front of the Sand King.

> With a thud! The clay golem didn't fly backward like before, but instead slid back a considerable distance. Amidst the frequent attacks, Shaba's power was no longer as invincible as it once was.

Sha Baqi was furious, striding forward with heavy steps. Even though his strength had greatly diminished now, relying on just a clay figurine puppet, he could still withstand anything.

However, just as he strode forward, dozens of thorny vines suddenly sprang up from the ground, tightly entangling Shaba's legs.

"Damn it!" These thorny vines couldn't harm him yet, but their appearance at this moment gave him a sense of extreme unease. That silver-haired youth was still calculating him even now, hateful that his attention had been solely on the silver-haired youth and those two puppets, failing to notice the presence of these weakly pulsating seeds beneath his feet. If it were ordinary times, he would naturally have disregarded them, but now, they might give that silver-haired youth an extra moment, making his assassination of the silver-haired youth even more fraught with peril.

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The sandworm waved its many legs, severing the thorns that had entangled him with a flurry of blows. At the same time, it took large strides forward.

But the earthling puppet's hammer came crashing down once more.

Sha Ba struck with a composed face, sending the clay golem puppet tumbling back several feet. However, dozens of fourth-order, and even some third-order spirit vine seeds, were thrown at him.

The wind-swept, wild creeping thornbush, the ironthorn vine, nearly encircles the sand devil.

Although the amount of Spirit Vine seeds seemed considerable, it would be difficult to stop Shaba with just them. However, Shaba soon became enraged to discover that once he broke through, he would be blocked by the earthen golems, and then more Spirit Vine seeds would be thrown at him. This cycle repeated itself, and Shaba even wondered how this silver-haired youth could have so many Spirit Vine seeds, seemingly inexhaustible. As he continuously cut through the seeds, his strength was also consumed more and more.

A glimmer of panic finally appeared in Shaba's eyes. The situation, which he had thought he had already won, was defeated by these inconspicuous Lingteng seedlings.

With endless resentment, a hint of madness appeared in Shaba's eyes. At this time, he only had a pair of centipedes left on his body. With a wave of his arms, the pair of centipedes repelled the clay puppet soldiers after which they flew off his body and shot towards Lu Xiaotiān.

It was a desperate tactic of mutual destruction. Lu Xiaoteng couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. The clay puppet had just been blown away by the opponent, and all the Hutian Pills on him had already been consumed. There was only enough mana left to activate those spirit vine seeds. As a powerful body cultivator at the peak of the sixth rank, his formidable physical strength had also been exhausted in the previous hard fight with Shaba, not to mention suffering from serious injuries all over his body. Almost every bone was broken. At this time, he could still hold on and fight, it was entirely the will to resist and refuse to give up that supported him. Relying on the large number of spirit stones in the barrier to mature the spirit vine seeds, using the spirit vine seeds and puppets to hold back Shaba had already been his last resort. For Shaba's tactic of mutual destruction, he was helpless. courtyard master of Moyan, with a wave of his hands, summoned a vast amount of black gold flames behind him. The surging tide just outside the great formation couldn't withstand this astonishingly si...