A monstrous force came crashing down.
Qin Zhantian resisted with all his might. The Qigong in his Dantian revolved and the strength in his legs increased. The bluestone cracked and a look of joy appeared on his face.
With a thought, Qin Tian sneered, "Want to escape?"
"Die!"
Qin Zhantian was a rank two spirit refining cultivator, facing a rank nine spirit gathering cultivator, Qin Tian. How could he be forced to such a state? The royal city square was filled with experts. The patriarchs of Qinghe city's four great clans were all present. He was like a stray dog, how could he have any face?
"Out … …"
Qin Zhantian flew into a rage. The bluestone around him shattered and he took out an ancient bronze bell. The ancient bell spun rapidly and a cyan light formed into a powerful Spiritual Qi that surrounded his body. It released a supreme might that was incomparably tyrannical.
"Deviate soul bell?!"
"Qin clan's treasure."
"Haha, Qin Zhantian was actually forced to such a state by a junior, so shameful." Zhao Wudi stood at the side, feeling happy. Luckily he did not kill Qin Tian three years ago, or else how could such a scene happen? The more he thought about it, the more carefree he felt. His red face revealed a faint smile, as if he was rejoicing in someone else's misfortune.
Deviate soul bell, a peak high-grade spirit tool, close to a low-grade immortal tool. It was an item owned by the patriarchs of Qin clan. This time, Qin Zhantian took it out, it was enough to show that he was forced into a desperate situation by Qin Tian.
Qin Tian also had some understanding of the deviate soul bell. It was a peak high-grade spirit tool that could protect one's body and scatter all attacks. A green light surrounded the bell, able to absorb the soul of others. If one was careless, they would be sucked into the bell and their soul would scatter.
"Rumble … …"
Qin Tian's dual blades slashed down, causing the deviate soul bell to slow down. Qin Zhantian was not injured at all. Shocked, he immediately retreated.
"Haha … …" Qin Zhantian laughed wildly and said coldly, "Qin Tian, you forced this old man to take out the deviate soul bell. Today, you won't be able to escape death."
At the same time, the rank one berserk's time limit was up.
Yang Lin's aura instantly weakened. The change in his aura caused Yang Lin to frown as his heart trembled. "What exactly is this divine ability? Was there a time limit? Divine abilities are supreme magics, and can't be restricted by anything. Could it be that his Qigong has been exhausted? "
'His energy arts are completely depleted,' Yang Qi thought.
Thinking of this, Yang Lin shouted, "His Qigong has been exhausted, Qin Zhantian, kill him … …"
Divine abilities surpassed abilities and were comprehended from various laws. Once used, it would consume a lot of Qigong. In their eyes, Qin Tian was only a rank nine spirit gathering realm cultivator. No matter how heaven-defying his Qigong was, he would not be able to sustain it for long.
Hearing Yang Lin's reminder, Qin Zhantian revealed a fanatical expression and fell into madness. Laughing maniacally, he walked forward step by step. Staring at Qin Tian, the Deity Juzun appeared behind him once again …
The rank one berserk indeed consumed a lot of Qigong. Adding the Virtuous Draconic Force and the two cores in his Dantian, it was not enough to sustain the consumption. After a few times, his Qigong value was almost depleted.
Qin Tian's expression was calm. His deep eyes glanced at Qin Kuang, who was being forced into a corner by Mao Mao. At this moment, Qin Kuang was still struggling, struggling at death's door. Suddenly, Qin Tian sneered and stared at Qin Zhantian. His aura changed and he shouted, "Kill!"
Qin Zhantian was stunned. Thinking about Qin Tian's monstrous aura, he felt a chill down his spine. Subconsciously, he became distracted and tried to protect himself.
It was also at this moment that Qin Tian suddenly charged towards Qin Kuang.
Qin Kuang, a humanoid BOSS. Killing him can instantly replenish 50,000 Qigong. Qigong is worth replenishing. Killing Qin Zhantian under the soul bell is not impossible.
His action shocked everyone. They could not understand why Qin Tian would suddenly attack Qin Kuang. At this moment, Qin Kuang did not even have the chance to retaliate. Not long after, he would die under Mao Mao's heavy fists.
Who would have thought that he could increase his Qigong by killing people?
Who would have thought that Qin Kuang was worth 50,000 Qigong to Qin Tian?
After working together for more than two years, Qin Tian and Mao Mao could sense each other's thoughts. Qin Tian rushed out and Mao Mao immediately retreated to the side. Qin Kuang thought that Mao Mao was exhausted and was about to use the last bit of Qigong in his body to escape when his expression changed.
Qin Tian, this fiend, had arrived.
He let out a hysterical roar and let out an extremely unwilling and furious roar.
No matter how loud he roared, no matter how unwilling he was, it was useless. Qin Tian would not be merciful and show mercy.
As a humanoid BOSS, he should be aware of this.
"Peng, peng, peng."
Three consecutive punches landed on Qin Kuang's chest. Qin Tian's hands were covered in blood, but his face was filled with joy. Turning around, he stared coldly at Qin Zhantian and shouted, "Rank one berserk … …"
"Weng … …"
A milky white halo swept out, and the huge square of the Imperial City was instantly covered by the halo. The faint warmth made people feel indescribably comfortable. However, when the halo ended, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and a fierce murderous aura filled the air. The original feeling of comfort was gone, and it turned into a hell of suffering.
100,000 experience, 50,000 Qigong value, 1,000 survival value, and a rank five monster core. His Qigong value rose to the maximum and his battle strength returned to normal.
"Is he still a human?"
"Is he really a rank nine spirit gathering realm cultivator?"
"His Qigong is even more profound than a spirit refining realm cultivator, what ability did he cultivate?"
… …
Some of the spectators whispered, but no one stepped forward to stop them. Without Yang Hong's order, none of them would take action.
Yang Hong's heart trembled. He was completely attracted by Qin Tian and thought, "What kind of fortuitous encounter did you have to be strong enough to kill a spirit refining expert?"
Shock, incomparable shock.
After releasing the rank one berserk, Qin Tian immediately released the Virtuous Draconic Force again. The two abilities stacked together perfectly, causing his attributes to increase by four times.
"What is supporting him? Could it be that his Dantian is stronger than anyone else's? " Yang Lin, who was activating the spirit suppressing pagoda, thought hard. He could not understand how Qin Tian could still have such a strong Qigong.
No matter how strong a spirit gathering realm cultivator is, the Dantian would not be able to withstand an overinflated Qigong. Such an overflowing Qigong would only cause the Dantian to explode. Yang Lin could not understand how Qin Tian did it.
The cultivators of Tianyuan continent cultivated their bodies, trained their bones, and constantly strengthened their Dantian to cultivate Qigong. However, Qigong cultivation was weaker than the cultivator's realm. But Qin Tian's appearance had completely subverted their understanding of Qigong. It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck them. Some even asked themselves, could Qigong really exceed the endurance of the Dantian?
Qin Tian did not have the mind to care about so much. What he wanted to do now was to kill Qin Zhantian in one move. As for Qigong, what Dantian's endurance, he did not even think about it. With the system, he did not need to think about it.
Qin Zhantian was also startled. His eyes seemed to become slack. At the same time, Qin Tian was like a tsunami that could destroy the heavens and exterminate the earth … …
Under the deviate soul bell, Qin Zhantian let out a 'jie jie' sound. The Qigong in his body was already somewhat insufficient. The deviate soul bell required a large amount of Qigong to activate. Without the support of Qigong, no matter how powerful a treasure was, it would not be able to release its power.
"Kill!"
"Zheng … …"
"Rumble!"
The giant Qigong behind Qin Zhantian disappeared. The deviate soul bell shone brightly and disappeared in an instant. At this moment, Qin Zhantian was kneeling on the ground. He looked at Qin Tian in a daze and closed his eyes unwillingly … …
Death, explosion!
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