"It's a pity. Although there are spiritual weapons to protect the body, the difference in strength between the two is too big. This Qin Tian is also a martial arts wizard. In just a few months, he has been promoted to this level. It is helpless.
To deal with Qin Mo, both in terms of cultivation and overall strength, there is an incomparable gap between the two."
"Even if you have a spiritual weapon, you can't endanger a strong man who has transformed into a holy envoy three times. We need to make him recognize this fact during the battle."
"This Qin Tian has already revealed his unique cultivation talent during the clan competition. Now, in a short period of time, he has reached the peak of the fourth level of spirit gathering. He is quite powerful, and he has a spiritual weapon.
, maybe he will actually get through a few tricks in Qin Mo's hands, but it is also good to give him a lesson. Young people always have to be tempered. Don't be so domineering in the family and die in the hands of others.
"...
Some young disciples of the Qin family looked at Qin Tian with a little interest, as if they were watching a show.
"Who wins and who loses, won't you know by making a move?"
Qin Tian's eyes were sharp and he looked around. It was obvious that the trend of several factions were branching out. They were all family forces that wanted Qin Zhen to step down. He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, taking in all these faces, and said: "Actually, you guys
You can laugh blatantly, I have remembered them one by one. Aren't we going to have a competition among the younger generation? We can start now. I just want to see how you can take pleasure in others' misfortune."
"You are so brazen! Show your spiritual weapon. Don't blame me for not even giving you a chance."
"Do I still need to use spiritual weapons to deal with you?" Qin Tian spread his hands and smiled.
"Seeking death!" Qin Mo's eyes and pupils shrank, and suddenly layers of brilliant murderous light erupted from his whole body. His fingers made strange movements, and a large net suddenly appeared in the sky.
Qin Tian shrouded his head, exuding a terrifying and murderous aura, like a cemetery for thousands of creatures.
"Underworld Skynet!"
This is an excellent gun that Qin Tian captured back then. It is a move in the Abyss Ghost Style. When struck with one move, the momentum is like an abyss, majestic and thick. It is very difficult to defeat. The person who is hit will immediately be like abyss purgatory.
The evil spirit damages the meridians, paralyzes the circulation of spiritual energy, and dries up the whole body.
At the moment when his energy was approaching, Qin Tian moved
As he moved, the ancient aura all over his body was beating and exploding. The ancient god-like aura resurrected an aura of ghostly cries and howls, making everyone feel suffocated. This was the only breath of the Naga troll from the ancient hell.
Nian is the power of hieroglyphics, as vast as the sea, and as powerful as the divine.
"Boom!"
His body shook, and his momentum suddenly exploded, as if it came from ancient times, like a god or a bird. The invisible ghost-style net of the underworld shook violently, leaking wind everywhere, and Qin Tian's body disappeared with a 'swish'.
He moved almost instantly. In the next blink of an eye, he came to Qin Mo and launched an offensive.
His footsteps were like a war elephant trampling the ground violently. The entire parliament hall made of fine iron was trembling. The fine iron dragon-carved pillars held by several people were shaking. The light from outside could be seen in many places on the roof.
A punch burst out directly, almost like a meteorite falling from the sky. It was extremely powerful and vast, and the whole world was filled with the aura of tyranny, killing gods and Buddhas with absolute certainty.
Qin Mo's face changed drastically. During the slight change, he used the Diyuan Ghost Style to resist, with his arms crossed across his chest, showing a staggered and gorgeous brilliance, and an extremely dark ghost gate was pushed out.
"Brahma Gate!"
However, at the moment when this dark ancient gate caused huge turmoil, Qin Mo was knocked away by a punch and fell into the air. He spit out a large mouthful of blood in the air and fell, turning the land red and rolling down.
At the foot of the hall steps, just as he stabilized his figure, the bones under the ribs of both arms were broken, and he groaned again, and a mouthful of dark blood overflowed.
The stone slabs on the ground where he fell were shattered, and his internal organs were injured by the shock. He stared at Qin Tian with his eyes open, and his unwillingness was reflected on his face. Very often, he pointed at Qin Tian.
, before I even said the word "you", I passed out directly.
With one move, just one move, the innate master of the Second Transformation Realm of the Holy Envoy, who had the advantage in cultivation, was beaten to death. Even the legendary master of the Fourth Transformation was not so unbearable. He was able to resist three moves.
Two styles
"What!"
The whole place was silent for a moment, and then everyone was in an uproar. Unbelievable eyes were cast on Qin Tian, as if he was sizing up this monster. Throughout ancient times, there has never been such a leader. Xiao is a super genius in cross-level battles. He relies on his peerless magical power and supreme power.
Only with Daodao Bao can he barely win, and a terrifying thought arises in his heart. This Qin Tian... is very powerful... People who have offended him before suddenly feel chills all over their bodies, as if they are the next one to fall.
The one on the ground is himself
"Uncle...help me avenge...revenge..." Under the severe pain, Qin Mo, who had just woken up, passed out again and fell unconscious.
Qin Long was almost pricked by a needle. Although there was no emotion between the two, they had the same bloodline after all. His only younger brother's bloodline was hit so hard that he, an uncle, could not get over the pain in his heart.
With a pinch of the threshold, the iron chair under him completely turned into a pile of dust. He stared at Qin Tian and flew out with a swish of his body. He helped Qin Mo up and poured spiritual energy into his nephew.
child's body
At this moment, everyone was almost stunned. They never thought that a strong man in the Spirit Gathering Realm who was clearly in the third stage of Lingxuan could not compare with the former in terms of spiritual power or magical power. Why would this happen before them?
This incredible scene?
"Tian'er! Your cultivation can actually compete with... the Holy Envoy" Qin Kui murmured to himself
"Master wakes up...Master wakes up!"
"The head of the family is awake..." The leaders of several branches were stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to check on him. After all, the head of the family has woken up, and this process still needs to be done.
"Tian'er... you are back... I have seen it before... you have done a good job... just treat it as... we are members of the same family...
..It’s better not to get hurt and be angry…”
Under the investigation of several elders, Qin Zhen used his own skills from time to time, allowing his blocked spiritual energy to flow for a while. At this time, his face finally recovered a little color, and his eyes were full of joy.
Unexpectedly, his grandson had grown up and was able to take charge of his own affairs, so he let go of his anxious heart.