Buzhou Mountain rolled.
When the people of the Nine Regions summed up the scene of Xie Tian's complete defeat in these five words, the great change that seemed like the collapse of the sky seemed to have become a child's play for Xie Tian.
This play seemed to be helping Xie Tian, who rarely spoke during the battle …
Was it a surprise?
Was it a surprise?
Was it exciting?
Of course, this was just the most superficial understanding of the ants.
For the strong, although this scene was shocking, it was not a surprise, but a shock.
Therefore, Luo Zheng, who was drenched by the blood rain of his own essence and blood, let it fall and return to the sea of killing, and did not absorb it into his body.
At this moment, there were only five words in his mind —
"He can't do it!"
Thanks to his own super high cultivation and the super eyesight, Luo Zheng was very sure that Xie Tian, who had just completed the magical power upgrade, could not do this in any case.
Because this kind of behavior that made Buzhou Mountain roll only showed one thing — Xie Tian's control of this magical power had reached the level of lifting something heavy as if it were light.
However, how long had it been since Xie Tian's magical power upgrade?
Not even the time it took for a stick of incense to burn.
Luo Zheng looked coldly at the calm Xie Tian, and then moved his cold eyes to Buzhou Mountain.
Buzhou Mountain, which rolled over, was like being bathed by the sea of killing, washed away its inexperienced sharpness, and became heavy and calm.
Faintly, he had a hazy understanding in his heart, and a strong Rakshasa heart even palpitated because of this.
But …
"Too confident!"
With a sneer, Luo Zheng took a deep breath, and the killing started again.
The third battle.
The illusion of the long river of blood was reduced a little, and became more real, as if it was about to descend from the outer space.
The sea of killing, because of this, was more majestic and vast, and the roar was mixed with the power to destroy the world.
Buzhou Mountain was still under the control of Xie Tian, moving or not.
In the eyes of the people of the Nine Regions, Buzhou Mountain still became a pillar in the sea of killing — still weak, still trembling.
Their hearts were still tightly gripped by an unknown force …
But after watching the battle for a quarter of an hour, they finally felt that the unknown was no longer a disadvantage, but a thrill.
Due to the excitement, they, who had been at a loss since the start of the battle between Luo Zheng and Xie Tian, gradually became excited.
"Evil, Xie Tian, he …"
"Sparring … sparring partner …"
"He, he, he, he used that Rakshasa as a sparring partner!"
"Cycle Breaker's control!"
"Like an extension of my arm!"
"Not only did Rakshasa's attack not injure him, it actually helped him familiarize himself with controlling the new Cycle Breaker!"
"Livestock …"
"What, what the heck, that Broken Zhou is just like a stick, it's alive!"
"That Rakshasa seems, seems to be angry …"
…
When the sky pillar-like Buzhou Mountain was brandished into a round shield by a pair of invisible giant hands like a stick, Luo Zheng's red eyes turned white.
White was the expression of extreme anger.
Because at this moment, the vague speculation in Luo Zheng's mind that made him sigh with emotion that Fang Xingjian was too confident had become a fact.
This fact was what the people of the Nine Regions saw — Xie Tian used him as a sparring partner, constantly perfecting his control of the new magical power.
From ancient times to the present!
No living creature dared to treat Luo Zheng as a sparring partner!
"Even Lu Xiaoxiao, who seriously injured me to the point of being in a deep sleep, is impossible!"
What's more!
In this battle, Xie Tian did not use any restraining force against him, like a natural enemy!
What's more!
Xie Tian used him, who was more terrifying than before, as a sparring partner!
What's more!
Xie Tian, who used him as a sparring partner, was training him in a magical power!
"Unbearable!"
"Ah!"
Wu wu wu …
As Luo Zheng roared for the third time, the world let out a sobbing sound.
Under the sobbing sound, the illusory blood-red river seemed to be filled with thick red ink, becoming clearer.
"The eleventh, I didn't expect it to be trash like you …"
After the roar, Luo Zheng looked at the blood-red river above his head, but in his mind, the ten elites of the Cliff Sect that he had killed appeared.
Comparable to those ten? Barium wood? III? Qian Hui Nunnery breeding magpies in the pond difficult?? Huyou? Lai Fu?
Even when he used it now, he still felt that Xie Tian was not worthy.
"There should be a limit to everything, right?"
Luo Zheng looked at Xie Tian and said softly.
Xie Tian's calmness also began to change as his blood-red eyes moved to the blood-red river.
When he frowned slightly, even if he didn't speak, Luo Zheng thought he had gotten an answer.
The answer was — even if you could control your new magical power to the point where you wanted it to be, you were destined to be defeated by this blood-red river.
Hence …
When Xie Tian muttered the word "limit", his blood-red eyes became extremely confused, to the point where Luo Zheng couldn't understand it, Luo Zheng made his move.
Although Xie Tian fell into an unprecedented state of confusion, he still instinctively responded.
And as Luo Zheng's fourth battle erupted even more terrifyingly, his control of Mount Buzhou also rapidly reached the point where he wanted it to be.
Reaching the point where he wanted it to be.
The current Mount Buzhou had already gotten rid of the "lifting something heavy as if it were light" and "lifting something light as if it were heavy". It had already become an embroidery needle that was connected to Xie Tian's mind. Using the endless changes contained in the first word of the 3,000 words, he embroidered pieces of killing to resist the endless slaps and impacts of the blood-red sea.
"You've reached your limit, but I haven't reached mine yet!"
As soon as Luo Zheng murmured, the evenly matched fifth battle began to tilt in his favor under his continuous suppression.
The battle seemed to have returned to the situation before Mount Buzhou rolled over.
The hearts of the people of the Nine Provinces were once again clenched by the thing called disadvantage, so tight that they couldn't breathe.
At this moment, they finally realized the true horror that Luo Zheng represented.
"No, no …"
"It's not Xie Tian, no, it's Luo Zheng, he's too terrifying!"
"No matter how powerful Xie Tian is, he has his limit. Now, he's even, even more so …"
"But, but Luo Zheng isn't! He, he's still getting stronger … "
…
An even more violent blood-red sea used all kinds of methods, means, and strength to launch a crazy attack on Mount Buzhou.
Xie Tian's defeat was imminent.
However, at this moment, although Luo Zheng had a sneer on his face, his red eyes were extremely vigilant.
"At this moment, he still has to maintain his arrogance and not use that power …"
He was conflicted.
On one hand, he didn't want Xie Tian to use that power and die in his hands, but on the other hand, he hoped that Xie Tian could use that power …
In this way, not only could he explore that inexplicable power, but he could also see the fall of Xie Tian's arrogance.
Rumble …
Finally, Mount Buzhou began to collapse under the constant attack and erosion of the blood-red sea.
At this moment, the people of the Nine Provinces, whose faces were pale, narrowed their eyes.
At this moment, Luo Zheng's red eyes also narrowed, waiting for the death of Xie Tian, or the fall of Xie Tian's arrogance.
Clatter …
Mount Buzhou turned into countless gravel and scattered in the blood-red sea, turning into nothingness.
Xie Tian, whose head was slightly lowered, seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and flowed into the blood-red sea.
"Die of arrogance …"
Luo Zheng smiled silently and pointed his right index finger at Xie Tian, who had made his choice.
The blood-red light was like lightning, and it was about to pierce through Xie Tian's eyebrows.
At this moment, Xie Tian raised his head and let Luo Zheng see his eyes.
In his blood-red eyes, there was still confusion.
It was confusion that Luo Zheng couldn't understand.
At this moment, Xie Tian understood.
This confusion was the second word in the Three Thousand Words — Wood.
"Indeed, there should be a limit to everything …"
After controlling Mount Buzhou, which represented the origin of earth, to the limit …
An ancient tree, which was nourished by the blood-red sea, soared into the sky!
When the blood-red sea dried up.
The ancient tree was heaven-reaching.
It was called the Builder Tree.
Ding!
Luo Zheng's face twitched a few times when he saw his second trump card hit the Builder's Wood and made a sound that could not withstand a single blow. He seemed so indignant that he wanted to curse, but he turned around and left without hesitation.
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