One palm strike isn't enough, then three palm strikes will do.

The eight blood-red gazes, filled with a boundless intent to die, pierced straight towards them.

Lightning fast!

At such speed and distance, even if Xu Yunxin wanted to dodge, he would have no chance to escape!

The man in the dark robe sneered inwardly.

"Turns out it's just a pretty face with no practical use!"

Just as those eight gazes fell upon Xu Yunxin, the man in the black robe thought the situation was settled.

A flash of azure-gold light streaked across the sky.

A large tree, entirely reddish-gold in color, appeared on the spot.

This tree is over four zhang tall and as thick as a person's embrace.

The tree trunk is covered with golden wood grain that resembles dragon scales.

The branches and leaves on the tree are like fans and hands, densely clustered together to form a magnificent canopy.

"laugh!"

As the tree trunk transformed, eight blood-gray gazes also fell upon it.

The blood-gray gaze collided with the crimson-gold tree trunk, like eight scorching lines of fire striking a steel plate.

It couldn't penetrate the tree at all, nor could it damage the Crimson Gold Tree in the slightest!

"impossible!"

The man in the black robe stared intently at this scene, then screamed in horror!

The barbarian was astonished that Xu Yunxin had suddenly created a divine tree full of divine power and magical intent, which looked very similar to the deity he had summoned.

But he quickly realized that this must be a special kind of magic, not their tribe's "summoning of gods" spell.

Secondly, the tree that this person transformed into was able to block a divine spell that he unleashed with all his might when he summoned his shikigami!

Having fought this far, he couldn't possibly be wrong.

The cultivator he was fighting, although he had strange methods, could stealthily attack, and could cast spells instantly, was only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Even with miraculous spells and special talismans, such a level of power couldn't possibly withstand divine magic!

You should know that he summoned the "ancestral god" that the Ozawa family worships day and night!

The "ancestral gods" of the barbarian tribes are also called "trolls" or "shikigami," and are further divided into "wild gods" and "house gods."

The "Wild God" lacks blood offerings and sacrifices from its clansmen, and its divine magic inheritance is incomplete, so its strength is slightly lower, but it is still a second-tier shikigami that can rival a cultivator in the early stages of Foundation Establishment!

The "Household God" consumes essence and blood daily, and is worshipped by the clan members. Its divine techniques are fully inherited, making it stronger than a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Now, the "household deity" summoned by Ozawa Masashi is going all out, immediately using the divine technique "Soul-Stealing Blood God Light"!

If a cultivator who cultivates Qi is glanced at by this divine technique, their soul will be drawn out and their life force will be taken away!

Ozawa Mali went all out, like a lion hunting a rabbit, unleashing his ultimate move right from the start!

But when this powerful move hit the tree, not even a splash of water was made!

It's no wonder that Ozawa Masahiro was surprised.

His "Household God's Ghostly Strike" and its "Soul-Stealing Blood God Light" are indeed powerful, and can be said to be specifically effective against cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage.

It should be noted that cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage have not yet opened their spiritual sea of ​​consciousness for cultivation, and their souls are still in the seed stage waiting to sprout.

There was neither divine intervention nor any special means involved.

During this period, the cultivator's soul is extremely fragile.

Once targeted by the "Soul-Stealing Blood God Light," one will definitely have their soul stolen!

But Xu Yunxin's "spiritual sea of ​​consciousness" had already been opened.

Moreover, the strange phenomenon of the soul that condensed in his spiritual sea was the "World Tree"!

Let alone a mere second-tier "household spirit," even a fifth-tier ghost king would only be able to sigh helplessly at the tree.

After becoming the "Red Gold Buddha Tree", Xu Yunxin could no longer play around.

He only has three breaths to transform, so he must end the battle as soon as possible.

The "Crimson Gold Buddha Tree," which was over four zhang tall, suddenly shrank to a little over one zhang tall. The crimson gold branches on the tree crown converged into two giant palms, like two crimson gold palm fans, and slammed down heavily!

The two fully armored warriors who were fighting Xiaoqing to a standstill were shocked and screamed in horror at the sight!

One of the samurai abandoned Xiaoqing on the spot, his body radiating a blazing iron light, and charged towards Ozawa Masashi like a locomotive suddenly accelerating.

Ignoring the charging Iron Light Warrior, Xu Yunxin accelerated and slammed his hand downwards!

"clang!"

A metallic clang rang out!

At the critical moment.

The "Household God Messenger" that was originally floating behind Ozawa Mali and attacking Xu Yunxin with "Soul-Stealing Blood God Light" did not stand still like the shikigami phantom summoned by the barbarian warrior in the bamboo forest last time.

Instead, it suddenly contracted like the "Red Gold Buddha Tree," transforming into a "real state" that was a mixture of blood and black, and then suddenly fell downwards, directly "piercing" Ozawa Masashi's body.

After "putting on" the armor, Ozawa Mali struggled to support himself with his arms, lifting them upwards as Xu Yunxin's giant hand slammed down.

With the blessing of the "household gods", Xiao Ze Mali actually caught the giant hand that Xu Yunxin had knocked down!

Xu Yunxin was not discouraged even though he failed to kill the barbarian with one palm strike.

Without hesitation, he raised his huge hand again and slammed it down!

As his giant hand slammed down, the fully armored warrior, resembling a locomotive, had already charged in.

There was a muffled "thud".

The "locomotive" rushed into the range of the giant hand's strike first, knocking Ozawa Mali flying.

"Splat!"

Xu Yunxin's giant palm slammed down, shoving the "locomotive" warrior, whose body was radiating intense iron light, into the ground with a single blow, leaving only his skull sticking out.

Xu Yunxin didn't care whether the "locomotive" warrior lived or died.

With a thought, the "Red Gold Buddha Tree," which was originally over ten feet tall, suddenly stretched out and transformed into a tree over forty feet tall.

The giant hand also grew to about ten feet in size, directly leveling the distance Ozawa Mali was thrown away.

A giant crimson-gold hand slammed down on Ozawa Mali, who hadn't even hit the ground yet!

"My God is above me!"

Ozawa Masashi was terrified!

The giant hand was about to smash into him.

Ozawa Masahiro also mustered all his strength to control the "Household God and Ghost" to freeze in mid-air.

It made a sharp turn and accelerated suddenly, trying to escape from under the giant hand.

Ozawa Masato's idea was correct, but he wasn't fast enough.

He had just reached the edge of the giant hand when he was pressed down by it again.

Ozawa Masashi could only lift him up with all his might again, but this time the force of the slap was even stronger, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose.

His arms, which were bracing him up, were cracking, and his bones were trembling with excruciating pain!

After pressing Ozawa Mali.

Xu Yunxin pressed his advantage, slamming his giant hand down again!

The fully armored warriors in the distance wanted to come to the rescue, but how could they possibly arrive in time?

At the critical moment, the four-faced, eight-eyed "house spirit" that had been covering Ozawa Masashi suddenly flashed and then became ethereal.

It vanished into thin air just when Ozawa Masashi needed it most.

"Your Majesty, My God!"

Ozawa Masashi saw no way out.

His whole body trembled violently, and a foul-smelling liquid dripped from beneath his robes as he let out a horrified scream.

"Thump!"

The giant, crimson-gold palm slammed down.

Without the protection of "household gods and ghosts," Ozawa Masashi was directly smashed into a pile of mangled flesh.

Let's wait until the giant hand lifts up before we see.

There was only a pool of blood on the ground, no different from the flesh and blood that Xiaoqing had whipped to pieces.

Taking advantage of the fact that the "Crimson Gold Buddha Tree" still had half a breath left, Xu Yunxin struck again with his palm.

Ban, the samurai who witnessed Ozawa Masashi's death and was kneeling on the ground removing his armor, was also pressed into the ground!