"Huh? It's interesting! This evil emperor is very prodigal, and he even exploded the middle-level spirit treasure without hesitation! He has a good chance to compete with me! The little monk has suffered a lot this time! Gah, gah, gah!"
In the outer corner of the viewing platform, a masked monk was lying on a futon, screaming strangely. There were no other monks around for dozens of feet. A frog head emerged from his wide cassock, and he was also very interested.
Looking at the battle arena.
"Four-eyed frog, how do you feel after eating half a unicorn fruit? How come you didn't even fart half a bit? That is the holy fruit of the spiritual world. Even the boss is reluctant to eat it!"
The little frog lying in front of Tianjiu's chest turned around, its little eyes kept rolling, and finally stretched out a forelimb and croaked softly.
"What? You still want to eat the remaining half? Cut it! Get out of here, it will be of great use. If you are not afraid that the damn bitch will crush you to death, I can consider giving it to you!"
Tianjiu smiled playfully and flicked the little frog's head with his finger.
When the four-eyed frog heard this, he shook his forelimbs and retracted his head into his cassock.
"Tch! Afraid of death!"
Tianjiu rolled his eyes and focused on the competition arena again.
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"Amitabha! What a sin, what a sin! The evil emperor, the Spiritual Tiger Demon Slayer Knife is one of the top 100 spiritual treasures in my Famen Temple. You actually used it and exploded it. The Buddha has a spirit in the sky and will definitely curse you!"
Nie Hai retracted his claws. The dark gold arm was already pitted and the color turned dark gray. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot of trauma in the explosion.
"Hmph! What's the pity for a mere mid-level spiritual treasure? Didn't it even explode your claws? It doesn't hurt to tell you. I have already seized several high-level spiritual treasures in Dingzhou. Take a look.
What is this?" Nie Tianzi said jokingly, with a flick of his hand, a black mini spear fell into his hand.
"The Star Sky-Breaking Gun, a top-level spiritual treasure, shoots out and shatters the space. Junior Brother Niehai, don't you have the Holy Buddha Arm? That golden claw teleportation technique is unmatched. However, with my Star Sky-Breaking Gun,
In front of you, your golden claw is destined to be miserable. Alas, for this spear, I, the evil emperor, did not hesitate to chase an ancestor of Dingzhou for a million miles, drained his soul and refined his soul, and then obtained the treasure refining technique and the spear body.
I’m here to deal with you today, quack quack! You must die!”
Emperor Nie's comforting voice spread thousands of feet away and could be heard clearly on the entire rooftop.
Sitting in the front seat in the east, the evil lion frowned and looked very gloomy. This gun was indeed impatient. Judging from the faint pressure coming from above, it was estimated that it was about to catch up with the power of the Buddha.
"Kuxing, you should admit defeat this time. It's been fifty or sixty breaths, and your precious disciple is still chattering. If you miss the time, your top-grade crystal stone and Ziying Dan will be mine! Hehehehe!
"Ku Hui looked at the competition arena and said sarcastically.
"No problem, just ten breaths is enough to deal with these unscrupulous people!"
Kuxing's words had just finished. A Sanskrit chant came from the fighting arena.
In the dazzling golden light, a beam of purple light shot out and arrived in front of Emperor Nie in an instant. The purple light shook slightly and immediately enveloped the entire body of Emperor Nie, together with his star-breaking gun that had not yet been activated.
"A designated peak curse?!"
The old monk Kugui stood up and looked at the purple light in disbelief.
The entire rooftop was silent, and after ten breaths, thunderous cheers erupted.
"The One-Designated Peak Spell, look! It's one of the three top secret arts. The Master of Niehai Peak is worthy of being the number one monk of the younger generation in our Famen Temple. He realized the One-Designated Peak Spell at a young age.
"I, Thirty-Six Peaks, will never be able to defeat me again! Hahaha!" Excited cheers came from the disciples of Thirty-Six Peaks.
Before the cheers ended, the Evil Emperor let out a pop, and gurgling black blood overflowed from his mouth, and his body was even more cracked, as if there was a billion-dollar mountain covering his body. But his entire body could not move, and he could only watch helplessly.
A trace of essence and blood emerged from the crack.
"Amitabha! Nie Hai, please be merciful and let your brother Nie Tianzi go! He has learned a lesson." Ku Xing nodded slightly, looked at Ku Hui with a half-smile and whispered.
"receive!"
Nie Hai moved his fingers together, and the purple light shrank back, instantly disappearing into his fingertips. Nie Tianzi also fell to the ground with a bang, and thousands of bloody arrows shot out from the cracks all over his body. After ten breaths, he finally
Can't stop.
"Emperor Nie, if you lose, I won't kill you. Master Kuxing asked me to let you go. Otherwise, you would have been shattered to pieces by now!"
Nie Haiyun said calmly, his face still neither happy nor sad, he turned his head and scanned the entire rooftop briefly, as if he was looking for something.
"Poof~!" Emperor Nie spat out a mouthful of black blood again, trembling, and stumbled out of the arena, his eyes full of horror. The star-piercing gun fell to the ground, and the gun tip was stained with blood.
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"Who else wants to challenge me to a fight?!" Nie Hai shouted solemnly to the stands.
Tens of breaths passed, and there was silence in the venue.
"Senior Brother Nie Shi, haven't you always wanted to challenge me? Why don't you give it a try at such a good opportunity today?" Nie Hai glanced at Nie Shi, who had retracted into the stands, and asked softly.
"Hehehe! No, no! Junior brother Nie Hai is the number one monk in his sect. How can he be challenged casually? If Nie Shi has self-awareness, it would be more comfortable to be my second child for a thousand years. Junior brother is so powerful! The young monk is so impressed that he falls to the ground!"
The evil lion repeatedly cupped his hands and huddled in the stands with a sneer on his face, without even moving his body.
"Oh, what a pity! Who else dares to accept the one-finger peak spell from the young monk?" Nie Hai seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be challenging the audience.
"Nie Hai, come down! Whoever is full and holding on, and knowingly knows that the designated peak curse is sharp, still comes to cause trouble, isn't it looking for death?" Ku Hui grinned loudly, his face was ashen. It seemed that he had to face it.
That damn flower monk.
"Master Kugui, please be patient. The disciple is still waiting for someone. He has already made an appointment with the disciple!" Nie Hai shook his head and replied, continuing to scan the stands.
"Oh? That idiot is desperate for his life? He is not afraid of the Peak Designation Curse?" Old Monk Kugui's eyes lit up, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.
Just as Nie Hai was about to reply, a toothless yawn came from the corner of the stand.
"Ah hoo~! Finished? Why so fast? I still want to take a nap for a while?!"
The people in the whole place looked at the sound, and a masked monk scratching his head stood up and patted his cassock. On the corner of the cassock, the words 10000 were shining brightly.
The whole stand started to stir again. Some were sarcastic, some were indignant, and some were casting murderous glances.
"Amitabha! Junior Brother Wuchen, you are really here!" Nie Hai smiled.
"Tch! Can you not come? As the saying goes, I am a person with bad luck, but my character is very good. If I die, I will die. It is nothing special."
Tianjiu said, swaying his body, flying into the arena, and landed exactly where the evil emperor was standing.
Outside the arena, the old monk Kugui was dumbfounded. He scanned the sky with his spiritual consciousness hundreds of times. He was horrified in his heart: "That's right! It's that damn boy! Isn't he covered by the eighth-level formation?"
How could he, a small cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, escape from the Dongzu Formation where even the great Nascent Soul cultivators were helpless?"
"Second Senior Brother, wasn't this kid hidden by you? Why did he run out to die on his own? This time you have something to think about. Even if my disciples don't kill him, he won't be able to get out of this rooftop.
, the Eighteen Sons of the Nine Spirits, Nine Saints and the Discipline Academy all regard him as a thorn in their side, even if you come forward, it is probably difficult to convince them all!" Kuxing snickered.
Ku Hui shivered violently and shouted in a fierce voice: "Boy, you are so tired of living. Even the eighth-level formation cannot protect your stupid head!"
"Eh? Isn't this Master Kugui! Oh my, master's face is red today and his hall is shining brightly. It's a good sign! Turn right when you come out, maybe you can pick up a lot of crystal stones..." Tianjiu started again
The usual grin.
"You... you... you! Just die! This will save me from not eating the fox and getting scratched all over!" Ku Hui gritted his teeth.
"Ah? Master, you still eat meat? Amitabha! Don't be too loud about breaking the precepts. Be careful that walls have ears!" Tianjiu smiled mischievously and kept laughing.
"Nie Hai, I order you to tear him apart! He can't make it out of this fighting arena alive anyway. Just give all the treasures on his body to your master!" Ku Hui nodded fiercely, feeling very depressed in his heart. (To be continued.)