Chapter 2370: Chasing and Killing Aliens

In a vast, boundless emerald mountain range, Wang Qingfeng, Dong Xueli, and Wang Liangpu were jointly attacking three tall beast-men. One had an ape head and human body, another an eagle head and human body, and the third a lion head and human body. All three beast-men were at the late stage of God Transformation.

Wang Qingfeng gripped his Skyflame Saber tightly. With each cleave of the air, he unleashed streaks of crimson saber qi, carrying astonishing heat waves as they struck towards the beast-men.

Dong Xueli formed a sword incantation, and her Mysterious Jade Sword released streaks of white sword qi, carrying a chill as they flew directly towards the beast-men.

Wang Liangpu, a spiritual plant cultivator, conjured a green jade ruler. It transformed into a towering tree over a thousand zhang tall, lush with branches and leaves. Thick roots also grew from the ground, striking towards the beast-men.

In addition, he controlled a yellow giant ape puppet over a hundred zhang tall. Its surface was covered in profound spiritual patterns, clearly indicating it was a fifth-tier puppet beast.

The giant ape puppet moved its arms, sending out streaks of yellow fist shadows, or it would open its mouth to spew a thick yellow light. This created a powerful gravitational force on the ground, severely restricting the movements of the three beast-men.

Not far away, four cultivators' corpses lay on the ground, each with a bloody hole in their chest, indicating a gruesome death.

The Blazing Fire Race allied army had been defeated, and human cultivators were pursuing the foreign races. However, the foreign races were not weak; sometimes, the pursuit failed, and the pursuers were killed instead.

The three beast-men had several small cuts on their bodies, but Wang Qingfeng and his companions could not easily overcome them for the time being.

Several streaks of escaping light flew rapidly from a distance.

Wang Qingfeng frowned. He turned his head and saw three Spirit Race members flying towards them: two males and one female. The leader was a short, plump old man in a yellow robe, who possessed late-stage God Transformation cultivation, while the other two were only at the early stage.

If the three Spirit Race members were to join the battle, the pressure on Wang Qingfeng and his companions would significantly increase.

Behind the three Spirit Race members were four more streaks of escaping light, moving very quickly.

Not long after, the four streaks of escaping light stopped. The group consisted of four God Transformation cultivators, all Deng family disciples, led by Deng Tianqi. Liu Yuehong was also among them.

Liu Yuehong said nothing and prepared to take action against the foreign races.

"Fellow Daoist Wang possesses immense divine abilities; they can handle this. Let's go assist Second Uncle instead."

Deng Tianqi stopped Liu Yuehong, then led her and the other two away.

Using a borrowed knife to kill, he clearly hoped the foreign races would eliminate Wang Qingfeng.

Seeing this, a flicker of killing intent appeared in Wang Qingfeng's eyes; he naturally understood Deng Tianqi's intentions.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, quickly help us kill them!" a beast-man urgently shouted.

The old man in yellow robe shifted his gaze. His hands lit up with a dazzling yellow light, and he gently patted the ground. Two streaks of yellow light shot out and disappeared into the earth.

The ground violently shook, abruptly turning into soft mud and sand. Gusts of strong wind picked up, filling the sky with yellow sand.

Amidst a tearing sound, thousands of yellow sand blades shot towards them.

Wang Qingfeng and his companions dared not be careless and quickly cast spells to defend themselves.

For a moment, continuous roars echoed, qi waves surged like tides, and spiritual lights of various colors intertwined.

On a vast, boundless plain, Bai Xuan and Yan Ji transformed into two streaks of escaping light, tearing through the air and speeding away. They covered a hundred li in an instant, moving with extreme swiftness.

Yan Ji's face was pale, and her aura was weak; her current situation was grim.

"Since you dared to attack Xuanguang City, then stay!" A cold, ruthless male voice suddenly echoed from the sky.

As the voice faded, the sky abruptly turned dark red, and a colossal crimson fire cloud materialized high above, casting a red glow over tens of thousands of li of the ground below.

After churning violently, the crimson fire cloud unleashed large crimson raindrops, which transformed into countless crimson flying swords that descended upon Bai Xuan and Yan Ji.

Bai Xuan flicked his sleeve, unleashing a vast, white cold wind that swept forth and shattered the incoming crimson flying swords.

Continuous roars thundered as qi waves surged like tides.

The crimson flying swords abruptly condensed, forming a ten-thousand-zhang long crimson sword light that, with world-shattering force, cleaved towards Bai Xuan and Yan Ji.

Bai Xuan frowned deeply as a stream of white flame erupted from his right hand, which he sent to strike the crimson sword light.

With a colossal bang, the crimson sword light shattered under his strike, transforming into rolling flames that engulfed their figures.

From within the fierce flames, a stream of white flame emerged, causing the inferno to abruptly dissipate.

A streak of escaping light approached from a distance; it was Feng Xiaoyao, whose face was filled with killing intent as he glared at Bai Xuan and Yan Ji.

"It's easy to come, but not so easy to leave. Leave your lives behind!" Feng Xiaoyao declared, his killing intent soaring.

"Yan Ji, go first; I'll hold him off," Bai Xuan urged via sound transmission. A white light flew from him, transforming into a vast, white giant apparition. High above, a large amount of white snowflakes suddenly drifted down, causing the temperature to plummet.

The ground froze at an astonishing speed, and the ice layer rapidly spread.

In less than three breaths, the area spanning a hundred li in all directions was completely frozen.

Yan Ji nodded, and a stream of crimson flame surged from her body, transforming into a massive crimson fireball.

With a muffled thud, the crimson fireball exploded, transforming into countless red lights that vanished.

At this moment, Huang Yilong and Li Yan caught up.

"He's mine; you two go after Yan Ji. Don't let her escape; now is the best time to kill her," Feng Xiaoyao urged, his face filled with confidence.

Huang Yilong and Li Yan might not have believed another Integration stage cultivator, but Feng Xiaoyao was a disciple of a Mahayana cultivator, so his strength was naturally extraordinary. Having finally heavily injured Yan Ji, this was an excellent opportunity to eliminate her.

After eliminating Yan Ji, it wouldn't be too late for them to return and assist Feng Xiaoyao.

Given Feng Xiaoyao's divine abilities, even if he couldn't kill Bai Xuan, he certainly wouldn't be killed by him.

They transformed into two streaks of escaping light and flew into the distance, pursuing Yan Ji.

Bai Xuan and Feng Xiaoyao exchanged glances and smiled at each other, making an unaware observer think they were long-lost friends.

Feng Xiaoyao formed an incantation, conjuring fierce winds that caused the void to vibrate and distort. Countless crimson fire lights emerged, then blurred into tens of thousands of crimson flying swords.

Bai Xuan formed an incantation, and the white snowflakes blurred before transforming into several-foot-long white ice cones that met the incoming crimson flying swords.

The crimson flying swords clashed with the white ice cones, erupting in a large expanse of white mist and surging qi waves.

As they activated their treasures and Dharma idols in combat, a close observer might notice their lips subtly moving, as if they were communicating via sound transmission.

Even if an Integration stage cultivator passed by, they wouldn't perceive it as sound transmission but rather as a genuine, fierce battle.

A red light flew from Feng Xiaoyao's body, forming a gigantic crimson sword shadow. The sword shadow glowed incessantly, appearing almost tangible. His Dharma idol, condensed from Crimson Blazing Crystals, inherently carried blazing flame attacks that ordinary protective shields could not withstand.

The crimson sword shadow erupted with a stream of crimson flame, carrying overwhelming heat waves as it cleaved towards its opponent.

The giant apparition's arms erupted with a stream of white flame, meeting the crimson sword shadow with loud, clanging metallic sounds.

Powerful qi waves swept out, shattering the ground and tearing the void wherever they passed, as if this entire section of space were on the verge of collapsing.