() As soon as this crack appeared, it began to spread rapidly. The thunder ball continued to move forward. The giant axe could not bear it. It completely collapsed with a bang. The thunder ball lost its block. The speed was too fast. It almost collapsed in the giant axe. In an instant, it sank into the eyebrows of the golden armored puppet.
"burst."
One word was spit out. Chu Tian no longer looked at the golden-armored puppet, but his body flashed and appeared in front of Gu Qianchou in an instant. He was even moving forward. The Shura ring on his index finger began to flash faintly. The light.
Then, the monks on the mountain stands showed strange gods at this moment. They clearly noticed that something suddenly disappeared in their bodies. But after checking it, there was no loss at all. But that kind It feels like it really exists. It is so weird that it makes them at a loss.
"It can actually absorb the murderous aura of the monk and condense it on his fingertips. Could this person be..." The smile on Tianjizi's face suddenly frozen. A trace of haze flashed in his eyes. His eyes fell firmly on Chu Tian. On the right hand, slowly moved from the tip of his index finger to the flickering ring.
"This is..." At this moment, Tianjizi suddenly stood up from the stands.
In all directions of the battle arena, murderous aura that ordinary monks could never see flew out from the bodies of monks and condensed towards Chu Tian's fingers. All of this happened in an instant. It was incredible. Everyone was covered by strange feelings. At the same time, a fist-sized gray mist had already condensed on Chu Tian's right hand.
The face of Gu Qianchou changed drastically. Almost the moment Chu Tian flashed, the body of the golden-armored puppet exploded completely. The jade flute he played also cracked in two halves with a loud noise.
But he didn't care much. At this moment, after seeing the gray fog on Chu Tian's finger, his body instinctively retreated immediately. He raised his right hand and grabbed it. A storage talisman appeared. He was about to take out the magic weapon to prevent it.
But how could Chu Tian give him such an opportunity? When he saw the golden-armored puppet just now, he felt a breath similar to Huo Yunzi. He used the original thunder power without hesitation .The purpose is to fight quickly and decide quickly. At this moment, one move will give Gu Qianchou a second chance.
Just as Gu Qianchou's hand just held the storage talisman, Chu Tian's eyes flashed. A thought suddenly penetrated Gu Qianchou's eyebrows. He muttered silently:
"Certainly."
One word was fixed. Gu Qianchou's body paused for a moment. At the moment of his pause, the gray fog on Chu Tian's index finger suddenly surged.
A huge fingerprint suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes. It slowly grew bigger in Gu Qianchou's extremely frightened eyes. It quickly hit his chest.
"puff"
Keep clicking, the severe pain spread throughout his body. Gu Qianchou spewed out a mouthful of blood. He finally could move. But his body thrust back and forth hard.
Although Chu Tian would not kill Gu Qianchou, he wanted to use this person to shock all the other monks present. Therefore, the Kui Niu mark in his eyebrows flashed again at the moment when Gu Qianchou threw it out.
In a flash, endless lightning appeared in the void. The sweep made a radius of hundreds of miles seem to have become a sea of lightning.
Thunder and lightning fell madly on Gu Qianchou's body, which was shocked. The muffled groans and screams kept sinking into the ears of the monks watching, making them feel as if they were in an ice cellar. They felt that their bodies slowly became stiff and cold.
Finally, with a loud bang, Gu Qianchou's whole body was chopped like a piece of black charcoal. However, his body did not collapse and fell back to the stands at the top of the mountain.
Gu Qianchou fell heavily to the ground. His body suddenly stiffened again. Then he fell heavily back to the ground. There was a loud noise in his throat. He couldn't even say a word.
Nie Xinghai quickly flashed up and helped Gu Qianchou up. He handed him to the woman in red beside him. Then he clasped his fists at Chu Tian awkwardly and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist Chu, for showing mercy."
The thunder disappeared, the fog dissipated, and the surroundings were quiet. Chu Tian was as sensual as usual. It seemed that the battle just now was extremely calm for him.
He was indeed merciful. It was for Nie Xinghai's face and for Feng Tianrong's face. After all, if the disciple of Tiangang Sect was killed in the competition arena of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, it would definitely be for the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Causes trouble.
Since Feng Tianrong was able to stand among the disciples of Qinglin Sect, Chu Tian would naturally consider these things.
He has always preferred what others owe him than what others have.
Otherwise, the power of that finger alone would make Gu Qianchou die.
The monks in the stands around stood up at the moment when Gu Qianchou was defeated. They looked down at Chu Tian, who was still in a black robe, with a strong awe in his eyes.
Even in their eyes, Chu Tian was below, like a huge mountain pressing against their chests, so heavy that they could not breathe.
The elders of the Wan Beast Sect were shocked at this moment. They were the most powerful existence here. Although they had heard the legend of Chu Tian before, they were silent after all. And in their hearts, they were a first-level one. The cultivators of the sect. No matter how powerful they are, how powerful they can be?
Therefore, Chu Tian had killed Chu Yihe, the Immortal Dao Sect, before. They could accept it; they could also accept it. After all, Huo Lianchao chose to explode the Yuan Soul himself. A cultivator from the Hidden Immortal Realm could. It is normal to take out a few powerful defensive magic weapons. As for the thunder tribulation that devours the sky, although they are incredible, they don't care too much.
But now, after Chu Tian’s sudden worship of Gu Qianchou, their feelings have indeed changed completely.
From the solemnity of the past to the complete fear of the moment.
Even Feng Qinghai shook his head bitterly at this moment. He and Gu Qianchou's cultivation were similar. While thinking in his heart, he unconsciously replaced Gu Qianchou with himself. Then he sighed helplessly. If he faced it, he Chu Tian. I'm afraid he will lose even worse.
And looking at the Chu Tian Shense, it seemed extremely relaxed. He didn't use all his strength at all. This made his previous secretly happy heart become solemn.
Chu Tian's eyes were calm. He swept over the monks again and said slowly: "But there are still people who will fight."
The world shook slightly and gradually returned to normal. As if everything before was just an illusion. It didn't exist at all.
But the thunder that flashed through the world clearly reminded all the monks here. The reality and terror of that scene just now.
Chu Tian's words did not break the silence around him, as if his voice was the source of silence that made the monks around him echoed in the world with his voice. The silence became even stronger.
Absolute quietness often raises an invisible pressure. At this moment, the source of this pressure is Chu Tian's figure. He stood there, his upright figure under the black robe, making the pressure even more dignified.
No one stood up again. He just looked silently at the battle arena. The young man in black robe surrounded by thunder and lightning looked like a god of war in heaven and earth. At this moment, Chu Tian's appearance and Chu Tian's posture were deeply engraved by everyone. I can't forget it even if I accompany them for the rest of my life.
"Fellow Daoist Chu hurt me, the three disciples of Wanbeast Sect who were originally planning to participate in the sixth-level sect competition. I need an explanation for this matter." In this silence, a sigh came from Feng Qinghai, the leader of Wanbeast Sect. Out, his eyes were like lightning, staring at Chu Tian and spoke slowly.
"Three disciples who participated in the sixth-level sect competition." Chu Tian sneered in his heart. Just two first-level immortal Taoist cultivators, plus a fifth-level sect Huo Lianchao of the Lieyun Sect. He was also a body that was destroyed by Feng Tianrong's body. The surviving Yuanhun actually became a disciple of Feng Qinghai to participate in the sixth-level sect competition. He occupied one-third of the seats in the nine-person team. Feng Qinghai could say it out loud.
"The words of Sect Master Feng seem to have no one in each branch of the Wan Beast Sect." Chu Tian's eyes were as physical as he spoke, as if two thunders were rushing towards the stands of the Wan Beast Sect. At the moment his eyes gathered. The thunder and lightning flashing in the sky actually stopped at this moment. It was strangely still in mid-air.
It seems that because of this sentence, everything in the world has stopped.
Feng Qinghai's feelings were deeper than anyone in the stands. He was condensed by Chu Tian's gaze. He immediately felt that at this moment, all the lightning and lightning in the world seemed to be integrated into Chu Tian's gaze.
Where his eyes are, the power of heaven is coming.
Under this power of the sky, the thunder naturally stopped, and the world naturally stopped. Even Feng Qinghai's Yuanhun seemed to suddenly stop turning under this gaze.
But at this moment, Tian Jizi beside him flashed with his eyes. His raised eyes suddenly inserted between Chu Tian and Feng Qinghai. The four gazes collided like substance.
At this moment, the world suddenly roared. The sound of thunder was shocking. A fierce pressure spread as the two of them collided with each other. Crazy swept across the surroundings.
On the mountain stands, all the monks immediately felt like they were in the storm of wind and waves. It seemed that they had become lonely boats in the sea of anger. They immediately used their spiritual power to resist.
Feng Tianrong's eyes flashed with cold light, and a evil aura erupted from his body. Because of the few steps back in the Hidden Immortal Realm, he had always felt deeply guilty towards Chu Tian. At this moment, he didn't care about the identity of the Heavenly Jizi Demon God Sect and was about to rush forward. Help Chu Tian with one arm.
But just as his aura was dissipating, Feng Qinghai suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his direction.
Meng Tianyun's eyes showed anxiety. He knew Tianjizi's cultivation level better than anyone else. He had already believed in his heart that no matter how strong Chu Tian was, he would never be able to fight against his master. Therefore, he opened his mouth and was about to plead for Chu Tian. But immediately I felt an irresistible pressure coming on him. For a moment, the sea of consciousness suddenly became blank. I was stunned and couldn't say a word.
Tian Jizi's strong cultivation was fully revealed at this moment. He could become an elder of the seventh-level sect and an elder of the Demon God Sect of the Seventh-level Main Sect. His strength was not just as simple as the eighth level of the Treasure Talisman Realm.
As for the Qinglin Sect, they could not do anything else. They were still struggling to withstand the pressure and impact caused by the eyes of the two. If it weren't for the extremely remote location and the impact force was already very weak, they would have been one of them long ago.
Seriously injured and fell to the ground.
So under this situation, an extremely abrupt figure appeared.