"Big Brother Xie Tian!"
Shen Ji was shocked. Her big round eyes widened as she looked around and called out.
Suddenly, her eyes were filled with joy because she saw Xie Tian. He was two hundred feet to her right.
But the next moment, Shen Ji sucked in a breath of cold air!
That was because she saw a second Xie Tian, two hundred feet away from her left!
"What is this … Wow! The third one! "
Shen Ji's big round eyes were filled with shock. Suddenly, she turned around and looked in all directions. Her small mouth formed an "oh" shape!
"Nine, nine evils, Big Brother Xie Tian …"
There were a total of nine Xie Tian's surrounding Shen Ji. All of them had different postures. Some had their hands behind their back, some had a gentle smile, some had a calm expression …
But every Xie Tian's, in the eyes of Shen Ji, was extremely real.
"How, how is this possible? Which one is the real evils, Big Brother Xie Tian … "
Shen Ji's words stopped because she subconsciously raised her head.
Because when she raised her head, she saw the other nine Xie Tian's in the sky. They were also extremely real.
Facing the sudden appearance of seventeen brothers, Shen Ji's body trembled. Her small mouth pouted and it was obvious that she was about to cry.
Such a strange thing, not to mention a pure and innocent girl like her, even if her father was here, his eyeballs would drop!
The eighteen Xie Tians all had different postures. The only thing they had in common was the doubt and regret in their blood-red eyes.
"I feel the emptiness in the void, but I can't continue …"
Xie Tian had experienced this situation many times.
From the moment he comprehended the essence of strength on the death camp's stage to the battle with Celestial Garment in the ancient battlefield, when he saw the nine true cultivation techniques, any one of them could take Xie Tian's life.
This time, it was the same.
"Emptiness, reality, I can only go this far …"
Xie Tian sighed in his heart. Using great willpower, he cut off the eighteen bodies and turned around.
Shen Ji, who was about to cry, was stunned again. Her small head turned around as she looked at the eighteen Xie Tian's walking towards her with different steps.
"Ah, I can't look anymore!"
Shen Ji's big round eyes were opened to the maximum. Even though she could not see all eighteen Xie Tian's at the same time, she could not see all of them clearly.
Nine Xie Tian's came down. The nine Xie Tian's walked steadily. Even though they were different, they all appeared in front of Shen Ji at the same time, Xie Tian's.
"Big Brother Xie Tian!"
Although Shen Ji did not know whether the eighteen Xie Tian's were real or fake, she was sure that the one beside her was the real one.
So, she cried out, opened her arms and hugged Xie Tian tightly. "Big Brother Xie Tian, you're so bad. You're scaring me!"
"Your Highness, don't be afraid." Xie Tian smiled dotingly. His left hand caressed Shen Ji's back, comforting the adorable little elf.
Shen Ji raised her small head and asked naively, "Big Brother Xie Tian, there were so many of you just now. Which one is the real one?"
"They're all real."
"Hehe, you're lying to me again. I don't believe you."
Xie Tian laughed. After thinking for a while, he changed his words. "Or, Your Highness, which one you want to be real is the real one."
"Really?"
"It's not fake."
"So fun!"
"Unfortunately, I can't teach you."
"It's okay, Big Brother Xie Tian."
"But I can make you happy."
"Wow, really?"
"Your Highness, please look behind you."
…
On the Ling Jue Mountain stage, the Martial Disciple, who was covered in blood, stood there for half an incense's time. He finally caught his breath and looked behind him.
The Great Leiyin Temple's Buddha, Wu Chi, looked at the Martial Disciple with the back of his head.
There was nothing to look at. Wu Tu sneered and stretched out his hand. The big bald head flew into the air and landed in his open right palm.
Then, the Martial Disciple, who was holding the bald head, grinned at the high platform. He stretched out his hand and cut his throat again.
Facing the extremely arrogant Martial Disciple, the high platform did not react. Even Wei Xi and Hong Ying were stunned.
Because the battle just now had only lasted for three breaths.
In three breaths, they had exchanged ten divine abilities.
The Martial Disciple paid the price of minor injuries to kill Wu Chi.
"Next battle."
Before the silence of the Ling Jue Mountain could be broken by the judge, Hong Yi went up the stage with a blade in hand. The indifferent aura on her body seemed to make the entire Ling Jue Mountain pale.
"Little girl, don't be arrogant. This Emperor will test you!"
The Three Eyed Golden Falcon of the Wan Shou Temple was only second to the Horned Dragon!
Hong Yi looked at the Falcon coldly and closed her eyes. In her mind, Hong Yong and the other eight people of the Jin Dynasty appeared.
"The path of sacrifice begins with this blade …"
The moment the judge announced the start of the battle, the Three Eyed Golden Falcon disappeared! The Three Eyed Golden Falcon shot out golden light! The Wings turned into ten thousand arrows!
One move, three divine abilities, Hong Yi's Lone Blade!
"Severing Emotion Blade!"
Kacha!
The sound of the sky splitting exploded. The entire Ling Jue Mountain seemed to have been split in half by this blade!
Slash, sheathe, turn …
With the sky full of blood and feathers as the background, Hong Yi got off the stage and Zhang Shang went up.
"Next battle."
His words were like thunder. Before the people of Ling Jue Mountain could escape from the shock of the Martial Disciple and experience the terror of Hong Yi's blade, the third battle began.
"Han Zhou's He Qi Sect's Wei, Wei Xiang. Please give me some pointers."
Realizing that his opponent was not a disciple of the Holy Land, Zhang Shang's eyes flashed and his killing intent weakened.
Seeing this, Wei Xiang's expression did not change, but he was secretly happy.
"Begin!"
Ten breaths after the divine ability battle began, Wei Xiang screamed and was sent flying by the tribulation lightning.
Zhang Shang recovered the power of his embryo and turned to leave the stage.
At this moment, Wei Xiang, who had fallen to the ground, had a ruthless glint in his eyes. "Merging Qi!"
Two mysterious auras, one yellow and one white, struck Zhang Shang's back!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Spitting out three mouthfuls of blood, Zhang Shang fell to the ground.
"Zhang Shang!" The four Martial Disciples' killing intent soared, "Shameless, you dare to ambush me!"
Wei Xiang crawled up and laughed, "I have not admitted defeat. The divine ability battle is not over yet, how can you say it was a sneak attack?"
Just as the Jin Dynasty people were furious and the Jiuzhou cultivators were secretly delighted, Zhang Shang slowly got up and turned to look at Wei Xiang.
Wei Xiang's soul left his body as he screamed, "I don't believe it! Under the Merging Qi, even those at the peak of the divine ability realm will die! "
"I also didn't believe that I would become the Body of Thousand Calamity."
The moment Zhang Shang wiped the blood from his mouth, his aura exploded!
Boom!
Divine ability realm level four!
Divine ability realm level five!
Not only did Zhang Shang, who had the Body of Thousand Calamity, not only did he not die, his cultivation rose by two small realms!
"It's your turn to die."
Zhang Shang spread his hands, creating a sea of lightning that shot towards Wei Xiang!
"No … …"
Amidst his terrified screams, Wei Xiang was reduced to ashes by the tribulation lightning.
"Next battle."
In the silence, Zhang Shang left the stage and Du Long went up.
"You don't have a sword." Autumn Leaf Sword Valley's Li Jianshuang went up with his sword, suppressing the fear in his heart, "So if you fight with me, you will die."
Du Long was indifferent.
"Begin!"
As soon as he said that, Li Jianshuang's body exploded with a shocking sword intent.
Then, Du Long turned to leave the stage.
"Next battle."
As if in a rush, Bai Zhi went up as soon as Du Long left the stage.
The moment he went up, Li Jianshuang, who was enveloped by the sword intent, exploded into a flower of blood.
Because the shocking battle intent on him, other than his own, also belonged to Du Long.
Du Long had no sword. Wherever he looked, there was a sword.
Only when the Palace's former Second Daoist, the current First Daoist, Xuan Bing, went up did the entire Ling Jue Mountain wake up from the shock of the four battles.
The reason why everyone woke up was not because they had experienced the four devastating battles of life and death, but because of Xuan Bing's appearance.
Including Dao Kuang and Dao Yi, who had ugly expressions on their faces, they were all looking forward to the same thing??
They hoped that the Palace's First Daoist, Xuan Bing, would be able to end these five murderous geniuses like Xie Tian!
Just like Shen Ji, who was constantly looking back, hoping that the string of Shen Ji's behind her would disappear as soon as possible.
But was it possible?
Yes.
"Brother Xie Tian, there is only one Ji 'er in this world. Ji' er begs you, can you make them disappear?"
"Sure … …"
Shen Ji easily got what she wanted, but Ling Jue Mountain had no hope.
This was because Baizhi waved her hand and created twelve colorful worlds that surrounded Xuan Ming from all directions.
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