Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 861 - 670: Suppressing Harmonization Experts, Array of Infinite Illusion Destruction (Part 2)

"Human race slave, today is your death day!"

Jin Xuan became somewhat embarrassed and angry. A long saber appeared in his hand. The saber was seven feet seven inches long, engraved with a White Tiger Rune. Its sword light radiated a treasure-like glow, as if winter descended, transforming into vast snowstorms, freezing all void and severing all vitality.

"This saber is named Dongxue... Slash for me!"

The long saber slashed downward, resembling a heavy snowfall. The snow poured down, freezing the void.

This long saber is of the Eighth Grade, among magical treasures it is considered a supreme divine artifact, its power is unparalleled, and its combat power is terrifying.

With the support of this long saber, the combat power increases by three layers. A good weapon has a huge effect on the cultivator.

"Bring it on!"

Lu Xuanji shouted loudly, his cultivation technique transforming on his body as he operated the martial arts cultivation technique. Within his Dantian, the Yin Yang Qi was circulating, transforming into a Tai Chi Diagram, the black and white colors alternating between life and destruction; the five viscera were generating the Power of the Five Elements, the technique had primordial spirit, transforming into deities sitting within;

His limbs controlled earth, water, wind, and fire, and his acupoints operated the Power of the Stars.

Behind him, thirty-three true dragon phantoms formed. These true dragons varied in appearance, some majestic and dominant, others free and unrestrained, some noble and dignified, others dark and deep, some radiant and magnificent, others ancient and rustic, and some profound and mysterious.

The different true dragons evolved into different forms, evolving many mysteries and profound meanings.

Without wielding any weapon, Lu Xuanji activated the martial arts cultivation technique, his body seemed to transform into a top-tier weapon, radiating a golden light, resembling a golden war god, his steps flickered. His five fingers clenched, converging the force of his fist, the meridians on his arm trembled as if an Azure Dragon roared; Qi and blood surged out like a tidal wave.

Crack!

The golden fist collided with the long saber.

The Dongxue long saber's blade leaped, twisting and deforming, its artifact spirit let out a miserable scream.

With just a single strike, the artifact spirit was severely injured.

Jin Xuan activated a secret technique, infusing a mysterious power into the long saber, the fractured part of the saber was repaired, the long saber emitted an even more brilliant light, transforming into the Power of Annihilation, slashing downward.

"Ant Emperor Divine Form!"

Lu Xuanji sneered, his muscles twisting, his heartbeat accelerating, the Mysteries of Life operating within his body, transforming into an ultimate explosive force. His foot stomped on the ground, which shattered like a spider web. His spine was like a drawn bow, the muscles of his body tensed, his power pushed to the extreme.

Behind him appeared an ant, majestic and dominating, exuding noble aura, a crown on its head.

His left fist forward, right fist back, the twin fists converged, striking forward, landing on the Dongxue long saber.

Bang bang bang!

Like war drums resounding, as if the void responded in resonance, the destructive Qi Force struck on the long saber.

The long saber twisted, its light dimmed, the Dao Pattern on it directly shattered, the engraved array mostly shattered, the artifact spirit perished instantly with a scream, the long saber shattered into seven pieces, scattered on the ground.

An Eighth Grade Spirit Treasure was directly smashed by him.

"Ant Emperor Divine Form, Creation Divine Fist, Thirty-Three Heavens, suppress all techniques!"

Lu Xuanji let out a long howl, his aura blossomed, with each step forward, his aura rose, reaching its peak, his left foot lifted, and his right fist blasted out like artillery.

Jin Xuan raised his arms to block in front.

Crack!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, both arms fractured, Jin Xuan let out a scream.

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, once again a punch struck Jin Xuan's head, causing the head of this Harmonization great power to shatter on the spot.

As he operated the secret technique, his head restored again, Qi and blood recovering.

Bang bang bang!

The Thirty-Three Heavens phantoms operated, directly suppressing downward.

Jin Xuan's body shattered, ground into meat pulp on the spot, yet the fragmented pulp squirmed, seemingly trying to reconsolidate the body.

Upon reaching the Refining Void, one can achieve limb regeneration and blood rebirth, even if the body is smashed several times during battle, it can be re-condensed each time to continue fighting.

Upon reaching the Harmonization Realm, body and Dao unite, form and Qi combine, technique and principle converge, making it exceedingly hard to obliterate.

The Thirty-Three Heavens operated, repeatedly obliterating his vitality.

Seemingly impossible to break out, Jin Xuan operated a secret technique to shield his body, a gray light enveloping his body, resisting the power of refining.

Lu Xuanji looked solemn, feeling a trace of pressure.

This enemy is somewhat troublesome, easy to defeat, but difficult to kill.

It would take at least a thousand years to completely refine and kill him.

"Help me, as long as you suppress this junior, everything will be negotiable!!"

Jin Xuan pleaded for help.

The divine thoughts of the three Royal Family's Harmonization powerhouses communicated, seemingly patiently waiting, not acting without certainty.

Jin Xuan pleaded, "Phantom Daoist, Yin Hao Daoist, Xuanjiao Daoist, as long as you suppress and kill him, I'm willing to pay a great price, a thousand World Stones, three thousand jin of Immortal Gold, and three Eighth Grade Spirit Medicines..."

Bang bang bang!

At that moment, three figures appeared in the void, an exquisite woman wearing a black dress, her face covered by a veil, as if in a dream. Just a glance would captivate and intoxicate one's mind, unable to escape;

Another was a silver-armored cultivator, towering and robust, dressed in silver battle armor, holding a long spear, its tip sharp;