A purple giant tens of meters tall held up a huge purple long bow, stretched it to the full moon, and used the spear as an arrow. The spear was entwined with rich power of the void, which continued to bloom and dazzled the sky.
Everyone looked up and looked at this huge release of power, their eyes slightly blurred.
However, this confusion did not last long as the old men woke up with their hoarse roars.
"Everyone, hurry up and pour your spiritual power into the barrier."
"Don't be so stunned. If you don't want to die, drain all your spiritual energy to maintain the stability of the barrier."
"A bunch of losers, is this the time to watch the fun? Are all your brains just decorations?"
"Move, you little bastards, get your butts off and run."
"Don't keep it. Just squeeze out all the spiritual power in your body. If you keep it now, you won't even know how you died later."
These old men blew their beards and glared, and kept roaring, their voices resounding under the wrap of spiritual power. Since these damn bastards still have the intention to watch the show there.
Situ Wenyao's attack has exceeded the level of the ninth level of the Spiritual Hero Realm, and is infinitely close to the level of the Kaitian Palace.
No, in terms of power alone, the power displayed by this move is equivalent to a strike from a first-level expert in the Kaitian Palace realm.
In addition to being shocked, everyone turned their attention to Qin Changan, wanting to see how he could resist this attack. After all, if he couldn't stop the arrow, his fake death would become real death.
"You damn bitch, you must resist it."
Qiu Long swallowed hard as he felt the terrifying power emanating from the purple arrow high in the sky. His eyes fell on Qin Changan, and he could only pray that he had the means to block this move.
Boom!
The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations were released crazily. Qin Changan's face was solemn. Facing this onrushing power, he drew out the blood knife without hesitation. He clenched the blood knife with his eyes, and his long blood-red hair danced crazily.
The sea of blood beneath my feet also began to boil violently at this moment, like boiling magma.
The mind sank into the spiritual source within the body, awakening the shadow of the blood knife deep in the spiritual source and merging with the blood knife again, and bursts of crimson blood lighted up above the external blood knife.
The blood knife was like a waning moon hanging high in the sky, with endless blood pouring down. The blood light condensed and entangled to form a huge bloody long knife.
"The Thirteen Heaven-Slaying Styles, the God-Slaying Style!"
Qin Changan's cold eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of blood burst out from his eyes.
Immediately, the bloody knife in his hand suddenly fell down, and the power of the rolling blood sea followed the slashing of the bloody knife.
"Boom...boom boom..."
The heaven-destroying and earth-destroying offensives collided together, countless strong winds roared across, and the spears wrapped in purple flames turned into white light and roared out, and in just the blink of an eye, they had already reached Qin Changan.
However, the bloody knife also fell suddenly at this moment, and the sharp blade accurately struck the tip of the spear. The two terrifying forces collided crazily at this moment.
Endless thunder exploded above the Purple Flame Spear, and the terrifying Purple Flame surged like a flood.
The huge blood knife phantom began to break apart at this moment. The sharp blade was the first to explode, and a huge gap appeared.
Looking at this scene, Qin Changan's eyes widened with disbelief in his eyes. This was the first time he saw the blood knife and Daogang being smashed.
This has never happened before.
Kakakaka!!
The phantom of the blood knife was trembling crazily, and cracks were spreading rapidly at the gap, as if it might completely collapse at any time.
Qin Changan's eyes jumped, and the power of the sea of blood quickly surged up, quickly stabilizing the blade body, and at the same time, it slashed downwards.
"Get out of my way!"
Qin Changan stared angrily, and the blood knife in his hand once again burst into dazzling light, causing the blood knife to cut down a distance again.
Most of the purple flames on the purple flame spear also exploded at this moment, and the power of thunder contained on it almost completely dissipated, revealing the main body of the spear burning with intense purple flames.
Boom!
Qin Changan's face was ferocious, and he pressed down crazily on the blood knife in his hand. At this moment, the essence and blood in his body also poured into the blood knife. With the influx of blood essence and blood, the ferocity of the blood knife was completely awakened.
Then a huge roar sounded, and Daogang seemed to be unable to withstand the huge force any longer, and suddenly exploded into countless pieces.
The purple spear roared and shot back, turning into a stream of light and hitting a huge palace behind them with a bang.
The huge force smashed most of the palace into pieces on the spot, turning it into half a ruin.
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, okay."
Qiu Long looked at this scene with excitement on his face. Since this kid really withstood it, he didn't even dare to imagine that it was true. After all, it was very clear about the blow just now. If it was it, it would be a corpse by now.
Dead body.
"Ahem...you...you won..."
Situ Wenyao stared blankly at the palace behind him that had almost turned into ruins. He slumped on the ground with a weak face and coughed lightly.
"I admit it, Your Highness."
Qin Changan's face was pale and his breath was messy. It seemed that he might fall to the ground at any time, but he held on tightly and did not let himself fall.
"Let's go, before I regret it. I hope we won't be enemies next time we meet. After all, it's not a good thing to be your enemy."
Situ Wenyao sighed softly. He really wanted to keep Qin Changan, but he also knew that for a genius like Qin Changan, he could never be forced to keep him.
Geniuses all have their own edge, which makes them more dazzling and also makes them more difficult to deal with.
"Qiulong, let's go!"
Qin Changan bowed slightly to Situ Wenyao, and then shouted loudly.
He had already noticed the horned dragon next to him when the previous battle started. He was working hard here, and this guy was quite comfortable.
"Here, boss, I'm here. You are so handsome. Can you teach me that move you just made?"
"My arms are thicker than yours, and the power I can exert will definitely be stronger than yours. Teach me that you don't need to take action in small situations like this in the future."
Qiu Long rubbed his paws, his eyes flashed with spiritual light. The power of that knife could overwhelm the realm of the Heavenly Palace. If he could learn it...
"You can't learn."
"How do you know I can't learn it if you don't teach me?"
"Do you have any hands?"
"The claws can also hold a knife. Who are you looking down on?"
"If the claws don't work, the knife will only be buried in your hand."
"Come on, I'm just being stingy. If I don't want to teach you, it would be easier to just say no to me. After all, you want to be a bitch and build a chastity memorial for yourself, right?"
"..."
Qin Changan's head was covered with black lines and the corners of his eyes were twitching. Now he regretted risking his life to save this guy. Knowing this, he should have made him Situ Wenyao's battle pet.