Looking at the ferocious Qin Yuhu, Nie Tian thought with a bitter smile.
He had never thought that he, the War God of the Heaven Realm, would be forced into such a corner by a Manifestation cultivator.
Right now, Nie Tian had two choices. He could either use his Star Souls or the Three Seals of the War God.
Nie Tian did not want to cause too much of a commotion. After careful consideration, he decided to use his Star Souls.
On the Chaotic Original Coffin, there were two Star Souls: Blood Feather Heavenly Roar and Eight Directional Dragon Roar.
The Blood Feather Heavenly Roar was a pair of black wings that exuded an extreme baleful aura.
The Eight Directional Dragon Roar was a lifelike dragon head that exuded an extremely domineering aura.
Glancing at the image of a ferocious tiger above Qin Yuhu's head, Nie Tian decided to use the Eight Directional Dragon Roar.
Back then, when he was inscribing the Eight Directional Dragon Roar, he had spent a total of ten days. After he succeeded, his mental energy was almost exhausted.
Because Nie Tian had spent so much time inscribing the Star Souls, his strength had risen so slowly that he was only at the third level of the Origin Spirit Realm.
"Eight Directional Dragon Roar, it's time for you to prove your worth." Nie Tian did not panic at all. His lips curled into a faint smile.
"Die!" Seeing that Nie Tian could still smile at this time, Qin Yuhu instantly felt humiliated. Enraged, he swung the Tigerfang Sword in his hand.
The Overlord's Final Strike. The image of a ferocious tiger formed from the sword light was like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain. It bared its fangs and pressed towards Nie Tian.
The surrounding crowd retreated. Just this kind of aura was not something they could withstand.
"Die!" Qin Yuhu roared. The origin energy in his body surged, and waves of aura burst forth, becoming stronger and more terrifying.
The Overlord's Final Strike came crashing down like a huge wave, bringing with it a tremendous force that rolled down.
"Big Brother Nie Tian!" Nie Yurou's little face was filled with terror as she shouted.
Qiu Shan and Qiu Ling 'er's hearts were in their throats. They did not even blink.
At this critical moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Nie Tian's mouth.
As the ten Yuan Meridians in his body revolved, the Eight Desolate Dragon Roar Astral Soul above the Primal Chaos Original Coffin sensed something. The tadpole-like runes surged and rapidly transformed into a huge force that surged into Nie Tian's Dantian.
"Eight Desolations Dragon Roar, come out!" At the crucial moment, Nie Tian uttered a furious roar. A strange scene took place.
Nie Tian's entire body surged with terrifying essence energy, condensing into a huge phantom image of a dragon's head outside his body.
The illusory dragon head grew larger and larger. In the blink of an eye, it was already five to six meters long, and it tightly wrapped around Nie Tian.
Bang! In the next moment, the Tyrant's Ultimate Kill and the Roar of the Eight Directions Dragon collided. Sparks flew everywhere and it was extremely violent.
Waves of terrifying aura pressed down, causing terrifying cracks to appear on the ground.
Streaks of deep scars penetrated deep into the ground. It was horrifying!
More than a dozen deep pits appeared on the ground within a radius of dozens of meters.
However, the Tyrant's Ultimate Kill was unable to break the phantom image of the dragon's head.
Nie Tian's body was within the phantom image of the dragon's head. Although the frontal force of the Tyrant's Ultimate Kill was completely blocked by the phantom image of the dragon's head, the horrifying aura carried by the sword light also caused him to suffer considerable injuries.
Qin Yuhu's Tiger Fang Blazing Sword primordial spirit was too horrifying. The power of the Tyrant's Ultimate Kill was even more horrifying. If he did not have the Eight Directions Dragon Roar Astral Soul, Nie Tian would be heavily injured even if he did not die if he was struck by any one of the sword light.
Qin Yuhu's Tiger Fang Blazing Sword primordial spirit clearly had a slight mutation. It seemed to carry a kind of ferocious tiger's strength, like the amalgamation of a sword spirit and a ferocious tiger primordial spirit. It was just that the sword spirit occupied the dominant position.
"How is this possible? Who on earth are you? " Qin Yuhu saw the phantom image of a dragon's head suddenly surge out from Nie Tian's body. Essence energy surged, virtually condensing into a physical form, and he was instantly stunned on the spot.
At this moment, he believed that Nie Tian had at least Ninth Level Essence Spirit strength, and the phantom image of a dragon's head revolving around him was Nie Tian's primordial spirit!
The divine dragon primordial spirit looked like a beast spirit. Furthermore, it seemed to be even more tyrannical than Qin Yuhu's Tiger Fang Blazing Sword. How could Qin Yuhu not be shocked?
Not just Qin Yuhu was shocked. Everyone present had a dumbfounded look on their faces.
Nie Tian's performance at this very moment completely subverted everyone's understanding of the Martial Dao!
"Who I am, you're not fit to know yet!" Right at this time, Nie Tian suddenly moved.
"Roar!" The next instant, the phantom image of a dragon's head suddenly gave off a deep dragon roar. It was akin to thunder from the nine heavens reverberating in everyone's hearts.
Boom! A loud bang. The massive aura of the Eight Directions Dragon Roar instantly erupted!
Under the watch of countless pairs of eyes, the phantom image of a dragon's head was like a primordial wild beast, breaking out of the abyss and assaulting Qin Yuhu.
The aura of the Eight Directions Dragon Roar was incomparably powerful. If it hit Qin Yuhu head-on, he would die without a doubt!
Immediately after, the Eight Directions Dragon Roar erupted with a divine might that blotted out the skies and covered the earth. Before the edge arrived, Qin Yuhu's entire body's aura already dissipated.
In just a short moment, Qin Yuhu's shocked expression was instantly replaced by fear.
Under the tyrannical aura of the Eight Directions Dragon Roar, Qin Yuhu's clothes instantly turned into flying ash. His skin cracked inch by inch, and streaks of blood covered his entire body.
Just at this time, something strange suddenly happened.
Bam! Qin Yuhu was already in despair. However, a Soaring Air Force suddenly appeared and directly struck him, causing him to fly backward and crash into a huge rock with a bang. The huge rock shattered into pieces, and after he landed on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Qin Yuhu was pushed away by an inexplicable force, and at the most critical moment, he dodged the fatal blow of the Eight Directions Dragon Roar.
"You still made a move." Nie Tian turned around indifferently and looked Cold at Fan Jinzhi.
The person who saved Qin Yuhu was none other than the teacher of Tyrant Cloud Academy, Fan Jinzhi.
Fan Jinzhi had been watching the battle from the side for a long time. Originally, he had no intention of making a move.
However, he did not expect Nie Tian's strength to be so terrifying.
"Who are you? How dare you cause trouble in Tyrant Cloud Academy? "Fan Jinzhi's gaze swept towards Nie Tian as he spoke Cold.
"Teacher Fan." Qin Yuhu struggled to get up. Although he was severely injured, he was still alive. He called out weakly.
"Step down first. Leave this person to me." Fan Jinzhi said indifferently.
"Yes." Qin Yuhu replied and retreated to the side with the help of several martial artists.
Just as Fan Jinzhi walked out, Qiushan's expression suddenly stiffened. Then, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Fan Jinzhi, it's you!" Qiushan suddenly took a step forward and spoke in a deep voice.
The Fan Jinzhi in front of him was too familiar. He could recognize him even if he turned into ashes.
Twenty-five years ago, Qiushan's yuan meridian was injured. Fan Jinwu was the mastermind, and Fan Jinzhi was the accomplice.
Fan Jinwu and Fan Jinzhi were biological brothers.
Back then, Qiushan was the newcomer king of Tyrant Cloud Academy, the number one in the outer yard. Fan Jinwu and Fan Jinzhi were his underlings.
Later on, these two underlings betrayed him and framed Qiushan, causing him to lose his yuan meridian. In the end, he could only leave Tyrant Cloud Academy.
Now, human affairs were changing, and the world was changing.
Fan Jinwu was already the vice dean of Tyrant Cloud Academy, and Fan Jinzhi had also become a teacher of Tyrant Cloud Academy.
Qiushan, on the other hand, had become a lonely nobody.
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