On Ling Jue Mountain, a cold wind blew. pbx.m
What kind of strategy could make the arrogant Wei Xi and the extremely shrewd [Red Eagle] unable to say anything?
An overt scheme.
Under the overt scheme, the situation seemed fair because the top geniuses of the Jin Dynasty and the cultivation world of the Nine Prefectures were all ordinary geniuses.
But the reality was that the 18 people who carried the heavy responsibility of showing the power of the Jin Dynasty would become eight, while the number and quality of their opponents would increase exponentially.
Bai Zhi looked at the high platform and then looked at the sky, sighing in her heart.
She faintly felt that Ling Jue Mountain was like a knife, a dull, broken knife.
The knife was blunt and not fast, but it hurt when it cut flesh.
And this broken knife that hurt when it cut flesh was cutting back and forth on the body of the Jin Dynasty, not for anything else but to make the Jin Dynasty feel pain.
"Xie Tian, Jin Dynasty …"
Bai Zhi murmured. She found that no matter if it was Xie Tian or the Jin Dynasty, their fates were very similar.
"Maybe, this is why Xie Tian cares about the Jin Dynasty …"
Thinking of this, Bai Zhi frowned because she had another guess, but she didn't know if she should tell it to the 17 people who were fighting side by side.
In the cave, her words not only didn't get the approval of others, but it also attracted a lot of looks.
She didn't care about being looked down on or speculated maliciously, but she was worried that her good intentions wouldn't get the approval of the 17 people, which would make things worse.
"Fight!" Zhang Shang took a deep breath, his voice like thunder, "My Jin Dynasty is not afraid of anyone!"
"Ha, a bunch of cowards!" The Martial Disciple showed off his ability and walked to the stage, "Fight to the end, let's see what you can do!"
Du Long glanced at the people behind him and said quietly, "There is no other way, only fight!"
"Only fight!"
"Only fight!"
"Only fight!"
…
Bai Zhi, who was watching silently from the side, felt her nose turn sour.
She didn't know why they were so sincere when they said "Let's fight".
But she faintly felt that on the second day, the ten battles of the Jin Dynasty might become a battle to the death.
"Everyone …"
Bai Zhi's voice couldn't stop the determined faces of the Jin Dynasty geniuses, only the expressionless Du Long. pb.m
"You want to say that if we can't win, we should admit defeat?"
Bai Zhi was silent for a while and then nodded slightly.
"Do you think they don't know that the entire cultivation world of Nine States is targeting the divine dynasty?"
Baizhi thought for a moment and said with a bitter smile, "I don't understand them."
"You don't understand the Divine Dynasty."
Du Long's face revealed a rare expression of incomparable arrogance. This arrogance was not because of his own brilliance, but because of his love for his birthplace.
"If Xie Tian was here, he wouldn't regret dying." Du Long glanced at Bai Zhi and left silently.
The life and death battle of the second day of the Divine Ability Battle began in the hands of the Martial Disciples.
In just one move, a Martial Disciple had killed a Martial Disciple? Wu Mu Yun Zheng? Jing Hun? Wu Tu? Wu Tu? Where's Cai Cang? Wu Tu?
In the next seven battles, the eight top geniuses of the Jin Dynasty won easily. But the faces of the eight people who won did not show any joy or relief.
Because the last ten battles of the second day were the most important.
"Fight!"
The tenth last battle of the second day, the ninth battle of the Jin Dynasty, Hong Yong of the Hong Clan of the Tianqi Era, against the third Buddha of the Leiyin Temple, Wu Chi!
"Amitabha." Wu Chi's eyes were angry, but there was no mercy, only murderous intent. He opened his mouth and said in a metallic voice, "Benefactor, you have fallen too deeply into the devil, the Buddha cannot save you, so die!"
Hong Yong was not confused by Wu Chi's words. He grinned and his murderous intent soared, "Bald donkey, I will send you to see the Buddha! Eight Desolation Slash! "
"One Reed Breaks the Dust!"
As the voice fell, the red blade split the sky!
The Buddha's voice came out, the Buddha's hand descended from the heavens!
The red blade was sharp, breaking the air!
The Buddha's hand was merciless, breaking the reed!
Pu!
The Buddha's reed broke the red blade, with just one strike, Hong Yong was sent flying, blood spurting out of his mouth.
Wu Chi had the Buddha's head on his head, his body filled with killing intent, stepping on the air!
Hong Yong's eyes were blurry, he struggled to stand straight with his blade!
"I will spin you to death!"
The scene of Hong Yong breaking the first three stages of the Life and Death Forbidden Grounds appeared once again at Ling Jue Mountain …
It was just that the previous scene was comical, this scene was tragic. It was so tragic that just as Hong Yong spun with his blade, Hong Yi closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.
Like Hong Yi, there were too many people who could tell that Hong Yong was not Wu Chi's opponent. These people either laughed coldly, gloated, felt pity, or closed their eyes …
But no matter what, they knew that Hong Yong was dead for sure.
But at that moment …
"Explode!"
Hong Yi's body trembled, his eyes opened wide as he looked at the stage!
Hong Ying stood up, his right hand opened wide, as if he was about to attack!
Boom boom boom …
After a series of tremors, the only stage on Ling Jue Mountain collapsed. The Third Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple looked at the right side of his body in disbelief …
What was even more unbelievable was that half of his Buddha body had disappeared along with Hong Yong's self-destruction …
What was even more unbelievable was that Hong Yong, who was spinning clumsily, had actually seized the perfect moment to self-destruct …
"Brother!" Hong Yi was grief-stricken, his eyes indifferent. His right hand that was holding the blade trembled, creating countless illusory patterns!
"Brother, rest in peace!" Wu Tu took a deep breath and grinned, "In ten days, I will sacrifice my bald donkey's bald head to you!"
The sluggish Hong Ying slowly retracted his right hand and sat down absent-mindedly. His mind was filled with the voice and smile of his mischievous nephew.
Hong Yong had died a tragic death!
Because he knew Wu Chi's killing intent!
As the pride of the Jin dynasty, he would not allow himself to be slaughtered like a dead dog!
Ta, ta …
Before the shocked judge could announce the result, the tenth genius of the Jin dynasty, Xing Yan's son, Xing Sha, walked towards the stage that had just been repaired.
His steps were vigorous, and he moved forward courageously!
"Nine Red Warriors remain!" Xing Sha's eyes were bloodshot as he roared with laughter, "Come! Do it! "
"Red Warrior!"
"Red Warrior!"
"Red Warrior!"
…
Red Warrior was a tribute to Hong Yong by the geniuses of the Jin dynasty, and also their own last words.
Being in the Ling Jue Mountain that was shrouded in tragedy, the audience seemed to have lost their souls. Their ears were filled with the tragic and resolute voice of the four words, and their eyes were filled with the nine brightest puffs of smoke that had been lit up by the geniuses of the Jin dynasty …
Each puff of smoke represented the death of a Perfected Cultivator of the Jin dynasty. Correspondingly, the murderous intent of Du Long's group of eight doubled.
Eight monstrous murderous intents circled around like dragons, roaring and rolling in the void, as if they wanted to break free from all restraints and turn into murderous dragons that would slaughter the darkness of the world and sweep away the unwillingness in their hearts!
Feeling the cold murderous intent in Du Long's eyes, Daoist Tongtian sighed inwardly and walked off the stage with a belly full of bitterness.
Among the geniuses of the Nine States who had killed the nine geniuses of the Jin dynasty, he was the only one who was not affected by the explosion, but he would rather be killed.
"Don't make a mistake." Even though he was in pain, Daoist Tongtian still advised Xiao Shu.
Xiao Shu, who had always been tired, looked at Daoist Tongtian expressionlessly and walked onto the stage.
On the stage, the most active young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Yu, stood there. He stood there silently.
"Like Hong Yong …"
"Like your grandpa!"
Xiao Shu slapped Zhao Yu fiercely and slapped him out of the Ling Jue Mountain. After flying out of Ling Jue Mountain, he rubbed his nose and arrogantly said to Du Long and the others: "Wise and brave as Grandpa Dao, if that bastard Xie Tian doesn't come out, who can compete with Grandpa Dao! Haha, hahahaha! "
Amidst the laughter and astonishment of everyone, Xiao Shu arrogantly walked off the stage.
At this point, the second day of the magical power competition came to an end with the magnificent and tragic blooming of the nine smokes and the complacent sneers of the mighty figures on the high stage.
At the same time, the stone man Xie Tian under the pergola of the Beauty Lake suddenly came to life.
Feeling the stabbing pain in his heart, Xie Tian couldn't help but look at Mount Ling Jue.
Boom!
Stimulated by the stabbing pain, the last shackle in Xie Tian's heart suddenly broke. He suddenly stood up, the pergola unharmed, and his murderous intent soared to the sky!
The soaring murderous intent was no longer the darkness that could destroy the world, but the dazzling platinum!
This platinum contained the original intent of evil killing, the true intent of the White Tiger, the intent of destruction, the intent of Asura, and the true intent of killing. It set off Xie Tian's platinum body. It was Xie Tian's second magical power!
"Brother Xie Tian, where are you going?"
"It's better to travel all over the world than to stay in one place."
Xie Tian retracted his platinum will and held Shen Ji's soft hand. With the word "enlightenment" in his heart, he left the peace and tranquility of Beauty Lake.
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