Xie Tian released and retracted his fist, looking like a dream.
And this dream, set off by Qiu Tian's Hell Killing Mist, was even more unreal.
It seemed that the shocking killing intent that broke through the Hell Killing Mist, the instant destruction of the Hell Killing Mist, and the death of the billions of killing intent in the Hell Killing Mist were really just an illusion.
But if it was really a dream …
"Qiu Tian, you're not good enough …"
Everything was afraid of calm.
The calm and playful words were like the finishing touch that Xie Tian's punch gave to the space of a hundred feet, nailing this dream between reality and illusion.
The feeling between the two was not that he still had doubts, but after confirming that this was real, he sighed with emotion — —
It was too dreamy.
The killing intent was even more terrifying than that of Qiu Tian, who had cultivated the Hell Killing Mist, wasn't this a dream?
A punch around millions of stars, easily exploding the Hell Killing Mist that even Yuanba was not qualified to see, wasn't this a dream?
And within a hundred feet, with just the control of the five kinds of Heavenly Way, he was able to block the billions of killing intent hidden in the Hell Killing Mist, wasn't this a dream?
Dream.
But the main reason for this dream, in any case, could not be attributed to Qiu Tian's lack of strength.
"He, is too strong …"
Looking at the dumbfounded Yuanba, he muttered absent-mindedly.
This was the main reason.
The killing intent that surpassed Qiu Tian.
The unimaginable attack of the punch.
The incredible defense of the punch.
It could be said that Xie Tian used a punch that was not his strongest state to establish the absolute qualification to participate in this battle in the eyes of ordinary people and Qiu Tian.
It was precisely because of this qualification that even if the Hell Killing Mist had recovered, even if the thousands of killing visions were formed again, even if the Hell Killing Mist instinctively began to breed in the killing mist …
Qiu Tian did not immediately make a move.
He even began to retreat.
It was not until he retreated to a suitable distance that he closed his killing eyes.
This behavior showed that he needed to think.
But the moment he closed his killing eyes, he fell into a daze.
Because he didn't know where to start thinking.
He wondered why an ant's killing intent was purer and more terrifying than his own.
Unable to think.
Why did an ant that loved to show off have such terrifying strength?
Similarly, he was unable to think.
After a few breaths, Qiu Tian passed through the fog and finally found something that he could think about.
The fist was released and retracted.
"When that punch was thrown, millions of stars entered the Yama Underworld Killing Fog and exploded, destroying the killing fog …"
As he pondered, a blood-colored screen appeared in his mind.
The sky screen was his Netherworld Killing Fog.
Xie Tian filled up the starless sky for him.
The mending was just right.
Because if the Netherworld Murderous Mist was compared to a spider web, then every single star was embedded in the node of the spider web.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Without a node, the spiderweb collapsed, and the canopy of the sky disappeared.
It seemed to be an extremely simple method to deal with the Netherworld Killing Fog, but …
"How can he see the connecting nodes of the Underworld Hell's Killing Mist …"
"How can he accurately control millions of stars and complete the attack on all the nodes in an instant …"
"How can he have the strength to destroy the nodes …"
… …
Putting so many things behind it, the word 'simple' was immediately not simple.
Thinking of this, Qiu Tian's expression changed slightly.
Not to mention anything else, just the fact that he could instantly attack all the nodes made it difficult for him to breathe.
Because he found that even if he could think, he still couldn't figure out what the other party had discovered to deal with it like this.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he could only think of another way.
"The changes of the five Heavenly Way Origins …"
Looking back at the scene of his millions of killing attacks being blocked, Qiu Tian's heart became colder.
"In terms of the Origin Scepter, he is almost the same as me, a Saint …"
This alone was enough to make him question with a strange emotion — when could a Scryer Origin Realm be comparable to a Saint in terms of the Origin Scepter?
"No, it's not right …"
Qiu Tian's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
Only then did he react. If they were really on par, how could Xie Tian perfectly deal with his killing attacks with the help of the five Heavenly Way Origins?
"My killing attacks also have an Origin! And it's fifty or even sixty percent of the Origin! "
The difference of one part of the Origin had already been vividly demonstrated in the battle between Xie Tian and the Eight Great Arhats of the Infinite Pavilion.
But Qiu Tian was shocked to find that his absolute advantage in terms of the Origin of Heavenly Way was not reflected in this battle at all.
Continuing to review the spinning grid formed by Xie Tian's five Heavenly Way Origins in his mind, he suddenly had a strange feeling.
"It's like his Origin of Heavenly Way is, is it alive?"
He felt it.
But he couldn't explain this feeling no matter how hard he tried.
The Origin of Heavenly Way is alive?
If he said this, he would definitely be regarded as the stupidest idiot in the world!
Once again, Qiu Tian's thoughts failed. His breathing became more and more difficult, and he felt more and more stifled.
The stifled him seemed to want to escape this feeling, and he couldn't help but start to think about what he thought was the simplest question —
"How could he perfectly block my killing attacks …"
The starting point of this doubt was not the Origin of Heavenly Way power that he couldn't understand, but the killing techniques that he was extremely confident in.
Every cultivator who was good at killing had to be equipped with the ability to discover the opponent's killing attacks and the opponent's layout in battle.
But there was a limit.
"Under the Hell Killing Fog, my killing attacks were all hidden. Even if the Hell Killing Fog was forced back a hundred feet by his inexplicable aura, then …"
Then what?
The stunned Qiu Tian was momentarily speechless.
After an unknown period of time, he slowly regained his senses.
"Could it be that it was that hundred feet, how is this possible …"
If the Yama Underworld Killing Mist touched the Dao Body, within a million miles, no matter where Chou Tian attacked, the person in the Yama Underworld Killing Mist would be killed in an instant, without any time to react.
After countless battles, even if the distance of a hundred feet would produce a certain amount of resistance, but this resistance could be completely ignored.
But now that Qiu Tian was facing a hundred feet, not only was it not something that could be ignored, it even directly overturned his super strong confidence in the Hell Killing Fog!
"He can see through my killing attacks at a distance of a hundred feet …"
Just as Qiu Tian was forcing himself to believe this speculation with great perseverance, he suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning.
This inexplicable thunder did not strike him to the point of being stunned. Instead, like a burning sun, it roared and solved many of the doubts that he couldn't figure out before.
"I, I understand …"
Qiu Tian, who muttered these words, finally had a feeling of absent-mindedness.
"The nodes are the foundation of the Hell Killing Fog …"
"Between every two foundations, there is a kind of killing …"
"I was wrong, I was wrong …"
… …
Qiu Tian, who was muttering absent-mindedly, slowly moved his eyes, looking at Xie Tian who said that he was not good enough, and suddenly felt that he was unable to refute these three words.
Because at this moment, he also understood …
The real sequence of that punch was not one release and one withdrawal, but —
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