Seeing that Elder Mowang was holding a spear with great momentum, Qinghu did not dare to confront him at all. He quickly retreated backwards while clasping his hands forward.
The lotus leaves and lotus pods, which were like towering ancient trees, immediately came towards Elder Mo Wang to strangle him. They were stacked up in layers and densely packed. Those who could get close to him did so directly, and those who could not get close turned into high walls of green vines.
However, under this yellow sand spear, all obstacles are illusory.
The lotus leaves that were strangled at close range were shattered into pieces by the tornado of sand and dust on the gun body before they could get close enough, and the green vine shield wall in front was also like paper and was broken through one after another.
At the same time, as the lotus leaves continued to break, large amounts of toxins were released doubly, infecting Elder Mo Wang's armor, dyeing the surface black, and sand and dust began to fall off.
In fact, if Mo Wang decided to use all her strength to defend, she could create a more solid defensive armor.
It was a pity that she was poisoned at the beginning. If the battle was not resolved as soon as possible, the situation would only become increasingly unfavorable for her, so she had to put more strength on the attacking spear.
As long as she can break through Qinghu's soul in one fell swoop, she will still be the winner.
As her strength was constantly consumed and weakened, Qinghu's situation was not much better.
Large pieces of lotus leaves continued to disintegrate, and were also rapidly consuming Qinghu's spiritual power. Her spiritual power was not as strong as Elder Mowang's. Without the help of toxins, she would definitely be the first to be consumed.
Even though Elder Mowang is seriously poisoned, he is still able to resist with his tenacious spiritual will. It is still unknown who of the two will exhaust his spiritual power first.
Qing Hu saw that the lotus leaves transformed from the power of the soul continued to disintegrate, and waves began to ripple around him. Black water surged on the ground, and large lotus leaves continued to grow again, rushing towards Elder Mowang.
Seeing this scene, the hearts of people in Tianji City were hanging again.
"I'm afraid Elder Mowang can't hold on any longer..." Yan Wu Shi said worriedly.
Shen Luo on the side heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I don't think so. Qing Hu has reached the end of her strength. At the moment, she can only be regarded as a last gasp. Elder Mo Wang only needs to hold on for a while longer to completely defeat her."
Hearing Shen Luo's words, Yan Wu Shi looked at Qing Hu's soul doubtfully, but saw that the fluctuations emanating from his body were very unstable, and it seemed that they were really about to be unable to be maintained.
Not long after, Elder Mo Wang's spirit had pierced through the last shield wall with one shot.
The armor on her body had completely turned into black quicksand and peeled off from her body. The tornado vortex on the spear in her hand had also dissipated, leaving only a blackened spear tip that went straight towards Qinghu's soul.
Qing Hu's soul showed a look of fear and raised his hands high as if to surrender.
Elder Mo Wang looked at her young face, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly restrained his momentum and slowed down.
But at this moment, a green lotus seed suddenly flew out from the lotus pod in Qinghu's body's hand, went straight into her forehead, and embedded itself in it with a flash of light.
Immediately afterwards, the little soul figure in the water ball light curtain was suddenly wrapped in rich green light, and the power of the soul was replenished and fluctuated greatly.