“Does it deserve to be called God Destruction?” Caspian sneered.
“The Thousand Dragons Warfare!”
In an instant, his body rose into the air and his right leg went straight for the sword radiance like a flood dragon. The rolling air was like a golden snake dancing wildly around.
Large snowflakes began to swirl and shake.
Happy Smith’s sword light was shattered in an instant. The next moment, a powerful force came crushing down on him. His face suddenly changed and he exclaimed, “You are at the third level of Holy Land Realm!”
As soon as the voice came out, Sunshine Lydia and Herd Norman, who were not far away, also looked gloomy, with surprise and anger in their eyes. They were all at the peak of second stage of Holy Land Realm. However, no matter how hard they cultivated, they were still at second stage of the Holy Land Realm, one level lower than the third level of Holy Land Realm.
Herd Norman’s face turned red as he thought of how he had not figured out the situation and how he had attacked at will. He looked at Caspian and gnashed his teeth.
“What, are you afraid?” Caspian sneered.
Caspian didn’t feel any pressure at all when Happy Smith knew his realm. He then took a step forward. His momentum was like thunder and his momentum was rolling. All of a sudden, he blocked the void around Happy Smith like a high wall.
“The Godly Finger of Cruor!”
Tens of thousands of bloody lights instantly intertwined and fell on Happy Smith’s head. The hot aura emitted by the blood light almost boiled the void.
Happy Smith was shocked and angry. But his reaction was also very fast, he displayed his body movement and took a step back. With a flick of his wrist, he took out a talisman and activated it in an instant. He pressed it against his chest and shouted angrily, “Formless Golden Body!”
In the blink of an eye, a golden light and a dignified appearance emerged from his body, making him look like a Buddha. He remained motionless and immune to all evil. His hair, skin, and even pupils all turned golden. Golden light erupted from the back of his head, and magnificent chanting sounds could be heard from his mouth. It was deafening, making people want to kneel down in front of him and worship him. Dense lines of blood instantly fell on the golden light, causing a rapid explosion.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Pieces of blood exploded in the air, dazzling and shining. The golden light kept shaking and getting thinner, and the luster was also getting dimmer, as if it would break in the next moment.
“Break!” Caspian spat out a single word.
A stream of blood spurted out from his fingertip. This blood spring was like a long spear. It pierced through the void and hit the center of the golden light. Happy Smith‘s expression suddenly changed drastically.
Crack!
With a cracking sound, the golden light broke into pieces. Happy Smith‘s chanting stopped abruptly. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose and flew backward. Herd Norman, who had just got up, hurriedly jumped up and caught him. But Happy Smith’s flying power was far beyond his imagination. Herd Norman immediately held Happy Smith in his arms and fell on the ice together. They rolled more than a dozen times and stopped after leaving a large amount of blood stains.
Sunshine Lydia hurried forward. There were a few silver needles between her fingers. With a flick of her arm, the silver needles immediately pierced into the backs of Happy Smith and Herd Norman. Immediately, a dark blue light spread along the thread in Sunshine Lydia’s hand to the silver needle and then was injected into the bodies of Happy Smith and Herd Norman. Soon, their faces gradually recovered and their breathing became calm again.
Seeing this, Caspian looked thoughtful.
It took only a moment for Sunshine Lydia to treat Happy Smith and Herd Norman. They quickly stood up again and looked at Caspian in horror. They usually ran amok with the status of Heaven’s Edge Sect and the Crape Myrtle Sect. Even if the realm of cultivators they met was higher than theirs, their identities were like supreme tokens that could trample on others’ heads. But today, they met someone who didn’t buy it at all. And this man, who didn’t buy it, had a higher realm and strength than them.
Caspian snorted. “Don’t use Crape Myrtle Sect to suppress me.”
He could only try and see if he could use the sect to threaten Caspian. At the same time, he quietly made a gesture to Sunshine Lydia and Herd Norman with his hands behind his back.
“Too much nonsense…” As soon as Caspian finished speaking, he took a step forward and rushed directly toward the other side.
Seeing Caspian rushing over, Happy Smith’s face suddenly became ferocious. His voice was fierce and his facial features were distorted. He shouted, “Go to hell! Crape Myrtle Exquisite Bomb!”
At the same time, he, Sunshine Lydia, and Herd Norman behind him attacked together. They each held a triangular crystal in their hands. Among the three crystals, a pink light burst out at the same time. The light twisted into a stream in midair and shot straight at Caspian. The dazzling light instantly dyed the entire ice cave pink. From a distance, the iceberg seemed to be on fire. The pink light not only lit up in the ice cave, but also radiated toward the sea around the entire iceberg.
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