Bam bam bam bam bam …
Without giving Qiu Tian any chance, after six breaths, the five-colored world completed the last thousand miles of expansion.
The five Heavenly Dao Origins cooperated with each other and easily broke through the Hell's Murderous Mist that Vendetta had condensed to deal with an ant.
Puff!
This was the second time that Qiu Tian spat out a mouthful of blood.
This was also the second time that the Hell's Murderous Mist was destroyed by Xie Tian.
Unlike the first time, after the Hell's Murderous Mist dissipated, it did not recover.
But what was similar to the first time was that after the Hell's Murderous Mist was destroyed, Xie Tian stopped again.
But when he stopped, his chest rose and fell rapidly. His blood-red eyes were extremely rare, and it could even be said to be the first time in two hundred years that he showed disdain.
No one noticed this disdain.
Whether it was Qiu Tian who participated in the battle, or Yuanba who was watching the battle, or existences like the Sun Shooting Bow and the Dragon Ancestor, they all had different feelings as they reflected on the battle of twenty-one breaths.
The aftertaste was different.
But at least, they all confirmed one thing —
The Saint's Murderous Mist was useless against Xie Tian.
"How is this possible!"
"Amitabha, Buddha …"
"Animal!"
"Hmm, I seem to have … seen wrongly again?"
…
At this moment, Xie Tian's chest rose and fell, as if he could not vent it out.
"For the sake of your great reputation …" He took a deep breath, suppressed the pain and suffering caused by all kinds of violence that could not be vented, looked at Qiu Tian and said seriously, "Let me remind you, forget that you are a Saint."
Forget that you are a Saint?
Everyone was thinking about this sentence.
It seemed that this sentence, besides completing the counterattack to Qiu Tian's "I will now tell you the biggest difference between a Saint and an Immortal Venerable", had a deeper meaning.
Not long after, Yuanba was the first to open his eyes wide.
"He is saying …"
The second to understand was the five-foot illusory golden dragon.
"Ah, fancy pretentiousness …"
Qiu Tian was the third to understand.
The moment he understood, he felt as if his understanding was being overturned.
"He, he wants me to use the strength of an Origin Scryer to fight him …"
Was this the only way to avoid a situation where his killing methods were completely useless against the other party?
Thinking of this, Qiu Tian shook his head hard, trying his best not to feel dizzy.
The Saints were useless.
Origin Scryer Realm was actually useful?
He couldn't figure it out.
But when he recalled how his Heavenly Way Origin, Saint Runes, and all the Saints' attacks had been ignored or broken by Xie Tian in the battle of six breaths, he subconsciously accepted Xie Tian's friendly reminder.
However, this kind of acceptance made him feel very sullen.
"For the sake of my great reputation …"
"Remind me of this opponent …"
After completing his verbal counterattack and reminding his opponent, Xie Tian's casual words finally revealed a third meaning.
When Qiu Tian saw the undisguised disdain in Xie Tian's eyes, he understood what it meant.
He felt very uncomfortable.
For the first time in his life, he suffered humiliation, and it was from someone he regarded as an ant, which made him feel at a loss for a while.
After a while, the perseverance that had been forged through killing allowed him to get rid of his helplessness and regain his composure.
"Fortunately, I haven't lost yet …"
Not only had he not lost yet.
The two mouthfuls of blood that he spat out because his Saint Runes and Infernal Hell Killing Fog were not even injuries.
"Even if I seal my cultivation and use the means of an Origin Scryer to deal with you, do you think you can defeat me?"
This pre-battle provocation stunned Yuanba.
That was right.
But combined with the previous battle, this sentence had completely become a high-level insult, and even in addition to insulting him, it also showed weakness.
In response to this, Xie Tian twitched the corner of his mouth, and then reached out to give a thumbs up …
A thumbs down gradually.
"You are not the first to be beaten silly by me, but the dumbest one."
"Infernal Hell Finger!"
Under the repeated failures and Xie Tian's repeated mockery, Qiu Tian, who could not bear it anymore, finally used the fastest speed in history to let himself enter the state of a desperate battle.
But in the desperate battle, his Infernal Hell Finger, which surpassed the void, only pierced through the afterimage of Xie Tian who used the void.
Bang!
The fists collided!
They were evenly matched!
Qiu Tian's eyes flashed with a reborn confidence!
Because Xie Tian's fist was prepared!
And his fist, was hurriedly facing the enemy!
A hastily prepared, evenly matched opponent, was enough to prove his strength!
What's more, he finally did not have the frustration of the Origin of Heavenly Law being useless against Xie Tian!
"I said …"
Before Qiu Tian's confident voice died away, Xie Tian's body suddenly burst into flames!
Black flames!
It was also the flame of killing!
"I've said enough! Ah ah ah! "
It was like he had gone crazy!
Xie Tian, who was calm all the time!
Xie Tian, whose chest was heaving up and down rapidly!
And now Xie Tian, who was roaring because of the need to vent his killing intent!
He roared because he didn't want to waste his breath and force his opponent to erupt with his most powerful killing move!
He roared because he had reached the point where he had to vent his hatred, bitterness, hatred, and injustice!
Crack!
The crazy strength that accompanied the roar changed the balance of the two fists, broke Qiu Tian's arm, and hit Qiu Tian's abdomen!
Bang!
Qiu Tian was like a cooked shrimp!
But he, who had been fighting for a long time, twisted his Taoist body instinctively to offset the huge force that sent him flying, and rolled to the side!
However, this miraculous response that was like an antelope hanging its horns was only completed by one-tenth before it was ended by another fist that was whistling madly!
Bang!
If Qiu Tian's rolling to the side was a magical response …
Then Xie Tian's prophetic fist was a stroke of genius!
But Qiu Tian was Qiu Tian …
Therefore, the third mouthful of blood that the fist spat was not star foam, but hideous blood-colored earthworms, twisting in the void, and in the twisting, turned into a blood bridge.
"Infernal Sky Bridge!" Yuanba's heart trembled. "I didn't expect him to have mastered the Infernal Sky Bridge. His Infernal Guide is not at the third level, but the fourth level!"
The Infernal Sky Bridge was no more than ten feet long.
But Qiu Tian and Yuanba were very sure that Xie Tian, who could not control the Heavenly Dao's Source, would definitely not use this murderous Sky Bridge.
"In this way, the advantage that you built with your two punches will be gone …"
Before Yuan Ba could finish his guess, he was immediately dumbfounded!
"You dare …"
Qiu Tian, who was about to adjust his rhythm, saw Xie Tian rush to the Infernal Sky Bridge like a madman, and his eyes narrowed to the point of a needle!
Infernal Sky Bridge!
Redeem the three selves!
Crossing the bridge was equivalent to assimilating the Dao!
This was not the normal harvesting method of the Infernal Guide!
Because no one would be stupid enough to cross the bridge!
But now, Xie Tian did it.
Unfortunately, even if he did it, Qiu Tian, who was standing on the other side of the bridge, did not wait for Xie Tian to assimilate.
Fortunately, the Infernal Sky Bridge was still useful.
But looking at Xie Tian's flesh exploding, the golden fog that represented the Divine Soul spreading out from his sea of consciousness, and the dimming of his Immortal Platform, Qiu Tian, who had regrown his broken arm and adjusted his rhythm, did not feel happy because his opponent was injured, but instead felt cold.
"He doesn't want to live anymore?"
Who was the most terrifying person?
Those who didn't want to live anymore.
In order to confirm this point, Qiu Tian took the time to recall the countless living beings that he had killed, and the few that didn't want to live anymore.
Without exception, every one of them was very weak, but every one of them brought him great trouble.
And the specific description of this trouble could be described in two words —
Fight to the death!
And the next moment, thinking of the creepy performance that Xie Tian showed in the Heavenly Dao's Source, a question arose again —
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