God Destroying Pearl

Song Yun shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost. Every time he teleported, he temporarily escaped from the fatal threat, but this also put him into endless pursuit and counter-pursuit.

He tried to launch a surprise attack on the surrounding monks at the moment of teleportation. However, these monks had obviously formed a tacit understanding. Whenever Song Yun appeared next to a monk, the attacks of other monks would follow like a shadow, leaving Song Yun with almost no room for counterattack.

As time went by, Song Yun began to feel the dual pressure of physical and spiritual strength.

Each teleportation consumed a large amount of spiritual energy, and the continuous fighting made his breathing rapid and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He realized that if he continued like this, he would sooner or later run out of spiritual power and fall into despair.

"I can't do this anymore!" Song Yun secretly warned himself in his heart.

He knew very well that facing the encirclement of so many monks, the only way to have a chance of survival was to give it his all.

So he took a deep breath and concentrated most of his consciousness on perceiving and mobilizing the power of the surrounding space.

When Kui Tian's spiritual sword cut through the sky again and attacked Song Yun with sharp sword energy.

Song Yun stretched out his body and once again displayed his unique skill of space teleportation.

But this time, the distance and speed of his teleportation far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Only a vague figure flashed in the air. When everyone looked up again, Song Yun had appeared nearly two hundred meters away, as if he had crossed the boundaries of space in an instant.

When Kuitian saw this, his face suddenly changed and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He cried out, "What? You haven't used your full strength yet?" This exclamation not only expressed his shock, but also revealed his fear of Song Yun's strength.

Realizing that Song Yun's threat was much greater than he had imagined, Kui Tian quickly adjusted his tactics and shouted, "Everyone, attack from a distance! Don't let him have a chance to breathe!"

As his orders came down, the surrounding monks responded one after another, and they all used their own long-range attack methods.

I saw sword lights flashing and spiritual power surging. One after another, spiritual sword spells cut through the sky like meteors and whistled towards where Song Yun was.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Song Yun did not show any panic.

Song Yun tapped his storage bag lightly, and a primary-level mid-grade defensive talisman emitting a faint golden light - the Golden Bell Talisman, fell steadily into his palm.

He quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body and injected it into the talisman.

Suddenly, the talisman emitted a bright golden light and turned into a solid protective shield, tightly wrapping Song Yun inside.

This protective shield was like an invisible golden bell, protecting him from attacks from all directions.

However, the enemies were clearly not willing to be outdone, and their attacks became increasingly fierce, almost tearing the protective shield apart.

Just when the protective shield was about to break, Song Yun was prepared.

He took out another stack of talismans from his storage bag, including several low-grade fireball talismans and five talismans with special effects.

At the moment the protective shield was broken, Song Yun flashed and used space teleportation again to avoid the enemy's fatal blow.

His body was not stable, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

He just shook his wrist, and several fireball talismans shot like arrows towards the monks who attacked him.

The fireball symbol drew blazing trails in the air, striking the enemy with destructive force.

However, those monks were no ordinary people. They reacted quickly and mobilized the spiritual power in their bodies to condense spiritual shields in front of them.

These spiritual shields were like indestructible barriers, blocking the attacks of the fireball talismans one by one.

The fireball talisman hit the aura shield, bursting into dazzling flames, but eventually dissipated into nothingness and failed to cause any substantial damage to the enemy.

Seeing this, Zhao Li raised a mocking smile, and his voice was filled with contempt: "Song Yun, I want to see how many of these talismans you have left to squander."

His words were full of disdain for Song Yun, as if he had already secured victory.

Facing Zhao Li's ridicule, Song Yun just smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to contain some deep meaning.

Song Yun's eyes were fixed on the direction where Zhao Li was. With a wave of his arm, five green talismans appeared like five green lightning bolts, cutting through the air and heading straight towards Zhao Li.

Zhao Li's face changed slightly when he saw this. He reacted quickly and shouted, "Everyone be careful!"

At the same time, the spiritual power in his body surged, and he once again condensed into a solid spiritual shield in front of him, ready to resist this sudden attack.

However, when the five green talismans touched Zhao Li's spiritual shield, there was no violent collision or explosion as he expected.

On the contrary, the attacks of these talismans seemed to be gently bounced off by the shield, and then turned into a light green smoke, slowly drifting in the air.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Li was stunned at first, then he removed his spiritual shield.

He looked at the light green smoke that was gradually dissipating, an expression of disbelief on his face.

He laughed loudly, with a hint of mockery in his tone: "Song Yun, the attack power of these talismans of yours, are you trying to make me laugh to death?"

However, there was a gleam of wisdom in Song Yun's eyes. He did not answer Zhao Li's question, but used space teleportation to leave the area where Zhao Li was.

As Song Yun left, the attacks of other cultivators followed Song Yun, and they chased after him closely.