Dizang Temple Huizi was desperately defending her own essence against Moha's extraction, but suddenly her vital aperture was heavily attacked by Xing Jia, just like a dam's gate being blasted open with explosives. All the essence in Dizang Temple Huizi's body gushed out and was extracted by Moha until not a drop remained. Dizang Temple Huizi's body rapidly shriveled up, and she was about to transform into what Moha had looked like earlier.

  Maha felt wave after wave of intense, pure energy pouring into his body, not only restoring the vital energy that had been drained from him but also bringing in a hundred times more energy than he originally possessed. He shook off the lifeless body of Jizō-son from on top of him and rapidly circulated the thirteen meridians within his body to absorb these energies fully. However, the incoming energies were too vast and chaotic; no matter how hard Maha tried, he was unable to assimilate them into his own being.

  Xin Jia raised his high-energy cannon and blasted a shot into the dense forest beside him. He didn't even look at the direction he was shooting, but instead asked Mo Hai with a silly expression: "Can't refine these spiritual energies, should I get help from General Mo?"

  Mohe looked up at Xin Jia, is this the boundary puppet summoned by Gu Xie dust? No matter how he looks at him, he doesn't seem much different from a living person, and his IQ is too high! Mohe took a deep breath, and dryly said: "This is great, I don't know how many people this demoness has harmed. Her vital energy is too complex and vast, I really can't digest and absorb it!"

  "Good!" Xin Jia responded with a nod, and he smiled at Mohe: "Ben Shen just happens to know an extremely effective method for refining true energy! Hehehe, back then those alien creatures who cultivated into spirits, the Lei Department gods used this very method to help them refine their spirit energy!"

  What about the Thunder Department gods? Mo Hai Meng thought of a terrible possibility and shouted in a shrill voice: "The legendary Thunder Tribulation? Save me!" When the alien cultivators transformed into spirits, their internal energy was also impure. What could help them refine their energy, sorting out the messy energy into a strand of pure and true energy, besides the legendary Thunder Tribulation?

  Mohe's mournful cry had just sounded when Xin Jia pinched his fingers together and pointed at the sky.

  Rustling, rumbling...

  Nine thick yellow thunderbolts descended from the sky, striking Mohe's body with great force. In an instant, Mohe's massive body became almost transparent as the nine thunderbolts entered his body. The thunderbolts were like giant iron hammers pounding on an anvil, purifying Mohe's internal energy and instantly expelling all impurities from his body, leaving behind only pure and gentle true energy.

  Mohe's body jumped violently on the ground for a few times, and he only felt that in an instant, it seemed like hundreds of millions of people were simultaneously striking his body with huge iron hammers. The severe pain and numbness almost made him faint. The nine thunderbolts' strike passed instantly, and suddenly, the thirteen meridians were filled with the operation of the Zen Gate's original power! As soon as the divine thought moved, the vast Zen Gate's original power in the meridians operated at will, and every muscle in his body was filled with strength. It seemed that with just a casual punch, he could shatter a great mountain!

  Xin Jia's 'dull and thick' face suddenly burst into a loud laugh: "You just now still had a hint of evil energy, Ben Shen will use Wu Tu Shen Lei to help you drive out the evil energy, and at the same time condense your true energy, don't be polite!"

  "Watch your mouth!" The entirely black Mohai suddenly jumped up, pointing at Xin Jia and cursing loudly: "Do you know what you just did? You almost struck me with lightning! This can kill people!"

  Xin Jia blinked his eyes and said seriously to Mo He: "That guy who looks exactly like you is still desperately fighting over there!"

  Mohe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sprang up and transformed into a black whirlwind that rushed towards the dense forest on one side.

  Xin Jia 'heh heh' laughed a few times, he closed his eyes, his divine sense spread out in all directions to feel the situation of the surrounding forest, then stretched out his hand to grab a handful of mud and scattered it into the sky, instantly disappearing into the ground.

  Surrounded by emptiness, he gazed despairingly at the black sword that was about to pierce his body, and he had no time to react.

  At this moment, a high-energy particle stream with a thickness of about 1 mm whizzed by, and Yakushi-ji Sakura let out a terrified shriek before being engulfed by the high-energy particle stream, instantly turning into a wisp of cyan smoke. This high-energy particle stream narrowly brushed against Banruo's body as it shot through dozens of large trees before dissipating.

  The most fatal blow to Banzai was shattered by a sudden particle stream, and all of Banzai's attention was instantly focused on the crying ghost of Guanyin Temple who stabbed with his sword. The lion-shaped energy in his hand became even more condensed, and Banzai struck out an almost perfect blow.

  The sword light and the white lion collided violently, but Banruo's body remained motionless. The long sword shattered inch by inch in the massive shockwave, while the lion's energy blasted into Guixing's chest at the Temple of Weeping Ghosts, directly vaporizing half his body. The enraged white lion transformed into a beam of white light and shot out, instantly pulverizing over a dozen large trees with its energy. The white lion crashed into a small thicket over 200 meters away, sending up a massive wave of white energy that soared hundreds of meters high. A shockwave swept through the surrounding area, leveling the forest within a radius of several hundred meters in an instant, reducing it to powder with a deafening roar.

  The Bodhisattva's gaze was cold and stern as he looked at the vast expanse of dense forest that had been flattened, his feet resting on two white lotus flowers that slowly floated down from the sky.

  One after another, dark greenish-black blood continuously erupted from the skin near the Dan Tian area and seeped out, and soon the color of the blood returned to its normal bright red.

  A gentle gust of wind swept by, and Sai Yin stood silently beside a large tree trunk next to Banruo.

  Prajna nodded and said with a cold smile: "People from Sanmei Sect of Asian Taoist Alliance."

  He frowned and said angrily: "I knew he would offend people!"

  The dull footsteps sounded, two large trees were knocked out of huge holes, wood chips splashed everywhere, and Moka rushed over like a raging water buffalo. The white energy waves surging around Moka's body condensed into a three-eyed horse-headed Ming Wang statue behind him, its powerful energy aura causing even Saijin to change color.

  "Aura released, condensed form phantom! This is... a Jupiter-class warrior!" Saizen and Bannou exclaimed in unison.

  Mohe gritted his teeth and roared: "Big brother, big brother, are you okay?! Damn it, it's the Sanwu Sect's Pu tribe, what kind of crappy Di Cang Temple is this?! I'm going to take people to destroy them!"

  Ma Ke's whole body was filled with murderous aura, he jumped up and down like thunder, shouting that he wanted to take people to kill and avenge. Ma Ke was originally a thorn in the hell angel mercenary group, otherwise he wouldn't have been allowed to be the commander of the new recruit team. How could he have suffered such a great humiliation? He almost got sucked dry by a weak little girl, this is simply the greatest shame of his life! Especially when he saw that terrible wound on Ban Ruo's abdomen, Ma Ke's anger grew even stronger!

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