At the peak of a certain mountain.
Luo Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the boundless sea of clouds.
The Sword King stood at the side motionlessly, not daring to disturb Luo Yan.
After a long time.
A ray of gentle sunlight shone on Luo Xian's face, slightly dazzling. He raised his hand to block the sunlight, but found that the light still passed through his hand. The corner of his mouth twitched, revealing a trace of regret, he said indifferently: "Uncle Wang, do I regret it?"
The Sword King raised his eyes and said softly, "Young Master, do you regret not killing him?"
Luo Yan nodded, "Do you think I should have killed him?"
"Eh?"
The Sword King was stunned. Although he was the 'Dark' Revered Elder, he was still a servant of the Luo clan. He did not have the qualifications to speak beside Luo Yan, so when Luo Yan asked, he became silent.
He did not understand.
Nor did he want to understand. Luo Yan naturally had his reasons for doing so. Although he wanted to know why he did not slash down, he did not dare to ask.
"I regret it!"
Luo Yan repeated. Now that he recalled the battle with Qin Tian, he realized that he lost in the Dao of killing.
Facing death without hesitation.
Not giving himself any leeway, fighting with all his strength, only life and no death, this was Qin Tian's Dao of killing, but he could not do it. After calming down, he felt a lingering fear. He was not afraid of Qin Tian, but worried that his cultivation would be affected.
From the beginning to the end, he had never put Qin Tian in his eyes. It was the same in the past, the present, and the future. What he pursued was a higher realm, a realm that no one could reach. This was the cultivation path he pursued.
No one could control him. He had all the resources in the firmament, he was an immortal god!
After a while.
Luo Yan's eyes flashed, "Uncle Wang, go to Shenwu city first. Don't assassinate him anymore, you are not his opponent."
"Yes, young master."
The Sword King responded respectfully. Then, his silhouette flickered and he disappeared.
After two breaths, Luo Yan knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and said respectfully, "Welcome, Realm Lord … …"
… …
As for Qin Tian.
Half the night, he woke up in pain and fainted again, like walking through the gates of hell. Everyone's heart was in their throat, worried for him.
He woke up for the third time.
Qin Tian felt slightly better. Immediately, he didn't want to stay any longer. He cast the 'regeneration technique' on himself. With a light sound, all the broken tendons and bones in his body healed quickly. After a few seconds, he was as good as new. However, the pain in his mind and sea of consciousness continued to intensify.
"Alright, alright …"
Xu Yao shouted excitedly.
Qin Tian stood up and smiled bitterly, "I've let you guys down."
All of them originally had smiles on their faces, but as soon as he spoke these words, all of them fell silent, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive. At the beginning, they'd been fighting over the position of Savior, but after they encountered Luo Xian, they suddenly realized that they were too tiny.
How could he become a Tribulation Taker if he couldn't even block a single move?
"Captain, what are you talking about?"
"We've disappointed you too."
…
Everyone whispered. At that time, they were suppressed by Luo Xian's killing intent and couldn't move, let alone attack.
Qin Tian let out a heavy breath and said, "Why didn't he kill me?"
Xu Yao said, "We don't know either. His sword slashed down, but he didn't kill us. It's really strange, why would an executioner like him let us go?"
The white fox followed, "It's indeed strange. At that time, the sky was raging like the end of the world. It was also at that time that Luo Xian's sword suddenly stopped."
Qin Tian looked up at the sky and had already guessed who it was.
His heart stirred, "It should be Realmlord Ao Yi. I didn't think he would actually stop Luo Xian."
"It seems that it's because I killed King Yang Lie's avatar. If I didn't have the strength to kill Realmlord's avatar, then Realmlord wouldn't have stopped Luo Xian. He must have saved me for the World King Struggle."
No matter what, Qin Tian was grateful to Ao Yi. No matter what, it was Realmlord who saved him.
Giving him the chance to trample Luo Xian to death.
Thinking of the power that Luo Xian displayed at the end, the blood red energy felt a chill in his heart. He had never seen such power before. It was like some kind of bloodline power. However, the strongest bloodline in the sacred world was the 'demonic god bloodline'. It was impossible for Longxiang Temple to pass the demonic god bloodline to Luo Xian … …
"Rumble!"
Qin Tian's heart suddenly moved. He stared at Wu Sheng and asked, "Luo Xian once killed the Dragon Elephant Buddha. Other than killing it, did he obtain something from Longxiang Temple? Tell me. "
Wu Sheng's eyes flickered. He avoided Qin Tian's gaze and became silent.
"Monk, quickly tell me!" Qin Tian said angrily. He wanted to know what power that blood mist was and why it was so strong. The seventh layer Dragon Elephant Godly Force was instantly destroyed. That was his peak strength. Perhaps even Realmlord's avatar wouldn't be able to destroy it so easily.
The swordsman was stunned. He looked at Qin Tian and suddenly guessed something. His body trembled and he swallowed his saliva, "Monk, could it be that he obtained the demonic god bloodline?"
"Demonic god bloodline?"
"Luo Xian obtained the demonic god bloodline? How could it be, it's definitely impossible … … "
… …
A few of them discussed. How could Longxiang Temple pass down the demonic god bloodline to their mortal enemy?
The demonic god bloodline was the treasure of Longxiang Temple. It was impossible to pass it down to Shura sect. Wouldn't passing it down to them be asking for trouble?
"Monk, tell me."
Qin Tian's tone was filled with pleading. He desperately wanted to know what Luo Xian's final strength was.
If he didn't figure it out, how could he win in the future?
The Heaven Shaking Sword was already useless against him. Only by understanding what kind of strength he cultivated could he be able to break it, or else he wouldn't be able to win.
"Amitabha … …"
Wu Sheng took a deep breath and placed his palms together. He bowed towards the direction of Tianshan and said, "That year when he came to Tianshan, he defeated master and the martial uncles but did not kill them. However, he wanted master to take out the demonic god bloodline … …"
"If not, blood cleansing Longxiang Temple."
"Master had no choice but to hand over the demonic god bloodline."
Finishing, the monk closed his eyes.
This was the biggest taboo of Longxiang Temple. It must not be spread out, but now … …
"As expected … …"
"As expected."
"Damn, I should have guessed it long ago!"
Qin Tian was startled. How could someone like Luo Xian return empty-handed from his trip to Longxiang Temple? Not to mention that no one was injured. "F * ck, Laozi was almost cheated. Monk, let me ask you, is the demonic god bloodline I obtained pure?"
"Yes!"
The monk said heavily, "There are only three portions of the demonic god bloodline left. Your portion is purer than Luo Xian's. However, no matter how strong the demonic god bloodline is, if it is not compatible, it will not be able to unleash any of its power. Luo Xian's bloodline power is already close to the Dragon Realm, and the compatibility is still increasing."
"Dragon Realm?"
Qin Tian was startled. He knew a little about the power of the demonic god bloodline. When the compatibility reaches 100%, one can transform into a true dragon. He did not expect that Luo Xian's compatibility with the demonic god bloodline had actually reached the Dragon Realm.
It was no wonder that he could release such a strong power at such a critical moment.
Qin Tian smiled faintly, "It's good that it is, if not … …"
Immediately.
Qin Tian smiled coldly. Wu Sheng felt a chill in his heart. He had a feeling that offending Qin Tian was more terrifying than offending Luo Xian.
As long as Wu Huo gave him a pure demonic god bloodline.
As long as Luo Xian's last bit of power was the power of the bloodline.
He had absolute confidence that he could trample Luo Xian to death in the Heavenly List battle. The demonic god bloodline was indeed powerful, but as long as he fused the ten great bloodlines into a new bloodline, he believed that it would be many times stronger than the demonic god bloodline. At that time, if a sword could not kill him, a pair of fists would be enough to kill him.
After figuring out the source of Luo Xian's power, Qin Tian was in a good mood. Looking at the rising sun, he revealed a cold smile, "Just you wait, Laozi will let you know why the flowers are so red … …"
"Alright."
"Everyone take the time to rest, we will set off in the afternoon."
… …
Shenwu city.
On the towering city wall.
An old man's eyes dimmed as he looked into the distance. His right hand was gently stroking a white tiger that was half the height of a human. The white tiger obediently closed its eyes, enjoying the old man's touch. From time to time, it would reveal an obedient look like a child.
"Sou … …"
"Ao … …"
A black shadow descended, and all the fur on the White Tiger's body suddenly stood on end, revealing a primordial ferocity. With a roar, a fierce battle intent was released, and its eyes ferociously stared at the man in black who had just landed. The old man beside it moved his eyes, and the White Tiger quickly lowered its head, revealing a timid expression. It no longer had its original ferocity.
"Reporting to patriarch."
"It is indeed a participant sent by Longxiang Temple."
"What's strange is that none of the eight dragons appeared, even when their disciples were facing death." The man in black revealed a look of respect, "Qin Tian's sword was resolved by Luo Xian, and Qin Tian almost died in his hands."
"Almost?"
"What do you mean?"
The old man said softly. How could Luo Xian be soft-hearted? There must be a reason.
The man in black said, "This subordinate does not know. Luo Xian has enough strength to kill everyone in Longxiang Temple, but I do not know why he suddenly stopped."
The old man thought carefully. Thinking of the huge impact last night, his eyes flashed and said, "You can go first."
"Yes!"
As soon as the voice fell, the man in black disappeared.
The old man stared at the sky and restored his previous expression. He was like an old man with one foot in the grave. His right hand gently stroked the white tiger again. Finally, his eyes suddenly froze. He frowned slightly and said, "Lord of the world, for the position of the world king, you are finally going to make a move?"
"You become the world king, then the position of the lord of the sacred world … …"
"Rumble … …"
Dark clouds covered the stronghold, and a flash of lightning struck. In an instant, heavy rain poured down!
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