Tactful?
In the face of a man who could shatter his mind with a mere shout. –
How could Elder Wei be tactful?
Although he didn't know what kind of existence this guy was, nor did he know why he pretended to be King Chixiao.
Elder Wei wasn't even sure if this person's strength was really strong.
But he didn't dare to test him.
Because he knew that once he did, if this person's strength was really mysterious, the consequences waiting for him would be unimaginable.
Moreover, when he met Gu Qingfeng's eyes just now, there was no sadness, joy, anger, anger, or killing intent in his eyes. There was only calmness. Such a person was terrifying, so terrifying that he could kill without blinking. Perhaps human lives were like grass in his eyes.
Not far away.
Peng Jia, Yue Jinghong, and more than a dozen people from Sengoku were also paralyzed on the ground.
They were very different from before.
Previously, they were arrogant and domineering. But now, they were all in a sorry state, lying on the ground in fear. Other than fear, they were also in disbelief.
Yes.
Disbelief.
They simply couldn't figure out how a person who didn't have any cultivation and didn't have any good fortune could shatter their minds with just a shout.
They couldn't figure it out.
They couldn't believe it, let alone accept it.
This feeling was like witnessing an ant trampling an elephant to death. It was hard to believe and accept.
Especially Peng Jia.
As a personal disciple of the Nandou Sect and a viscount conferred by Sengoku, he had never been afraid of anyone with more than 100 layers of Nature Spirits and the Dharma Form of Great Sunlight. Even if he was facing someone stronger than him, or even a Genuine Immortal, he had the confidence to protect himself even if he couldn't beat them. He had never been like today. The other party didn't even make a move, but just shouted, and his mind was shattered.
Such a result was too much for his strong self-esteem to bear.
His pride didn't allow it.
He didn't believe that this person was really so powerful.
Making up his mind, Peng Jia gritted his teeth and forced his mind to focus. He stood up with a swoosh, glared, and shouted, "I don't believe that you are really so powerful!"
He forced his mind to focus.
The consequences were extremely terrible.
Not only would he suffer a backlash, but he would also be in danger of going mad.
However.
At this moment, Peng Jia didn't care about this at all. He wanted to seek justice for his dignity and face!
When he stood up, the light around him flickered wildly.
They were the colorful spirits of nature, a total of 168 of them!
Whoosh!
When the 168 colored spirits bloomed, the winds and clouds instantly surged. Yin and Yang evolved, and the five elements evolved. They seemed like rolling dust, like snow, and even like countless bolts of lightning crazily striking down.
This was the power of nature.
It was also the power of nature's spirits.
Not only could it intimidate the mind, it could also destroy the physical body.
The Colorful Spirits of Nature were mysterious, and each level was stronger than the last. With 168 levels of mystery, an ordinary Dharma Laksana Realm Supreme Venerate would be crushed into nothingness on the spot.
Was it an exaggeration?
No!
Not at all.
Because many people had seen Peng Jia use 168 levels of Colorful Spirits of Nature to crush the physical bodies of more than ten Dharma Laksana Realm Supreme Venerates.
After all, it was the power of nature. Not an ordinary Dharma Laksana Realm Supreme Venerate, even Elder Wei, a Dixian, didn't dare to be careless in the face of Peng Jia's 168 levels of Colorful Spirits of Nature. Although he could resist it, it was only with his Primordial Spirit Dharma Power that he had cultivated for thousands of years. He definitely didn't dare to take it head-on.
When Peng Jia used the Colorful Spirits of Nature that he was so proud of, Elder Wei immediately looked up and saw that Gu Qingfeng wasn't affected at all.
He was still sitting in the chair with his legs crossed and drinking wine. He didn't even look at Elder Wei.
How could this be!
Elder Wei was dumbfounded. He stared carefully. He was very sure that Gu Qingfeng didn't have a Primordial Spirit Dharma Power circulating around him, nor did he have any good fortune. There was nothing, not even a trace of spiritual power.
In other words, he was completely using his physical body to resist.
No!
He wasn't resisting.
Because he wasn't affected by the power of the Colorful Spirits of Nature at all. It was as if Peng Jia's 168 levels of Colorful Spirits of Nature weren't enveloping him, but someone else.
Why?
No one knew.
Peng Jia didn't know either. He didn't care about the shock and fear in his heart. When he used the Colorful Spirits of Nature, the splendor around him flashed again in an instant. This time, it was the pure silvery-white splendor that was sacred and powerful. It condensed above his head and evolved into a huge ball of light that was about nine meters in size. It was like a sun that was suspended in the sky above the venue.
The silvery-white splendor was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.
The strong power of the light shocked the minds of the people who were already in a state of disarray.
The vast power of the light was even more terrifying.
Everyone knew that this was the Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power, the symbol of Sengoku's nobility.
As everyone knew, the Primordial Spirit Dharma Power also had many good fortune mysteries. However, the so-called good fortune mysteries were not worth mentioning in front of the Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power. This was because the Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power had the power of the sun and the power of light. It was known as the king of the Primordial Spirits, the king of the Dharma Power. Few Dharma Powers could rival it. It was precisely because of this that the Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power was known as invincible.
With the Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power, Peng Jia was not afraid of any Earthly Immortals. Even if Elder Wei was a Dixian, he was also not afraid.
Although Elder Wei's Primordial Spirit Dharma Power had been refined for thousands of years, his Primordial Spirit Dharma Power did not have any good fortune. It was just a very ordinary Primordial Spirit Dharma Power. Therefore, in the face of Peng Jia's Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power, he was not sure that he could win.
The modern era was not like the ancient era.
The ancient era was a competition of the strength of the Primordial Spirit Dharma Power. As long as you had enough perseverance, even if your aptitude was poor, your Primordial Spirit Dharma Power would gradually become stronger.
The modern era was different. The modern era was not a competition of the strength of the Dharma Power, but fortune. In the face of a powerful fortune, the so-called perseverance was useless. Even if you cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years, you might not be as powerful as a fortune.
In the arena.
Peng Jia could be said to be going all out.
One hundred and sixty-eight layers of nature spirit mysteries.
An eighty-one layers of Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power.
However.
It was useless.
Gu Qingfeng was still sitting on the chair, drinking wine unhurriedly. He did not look up from beginning to end. His sleeves did not flutter. No matter how crazy Peng Jia's one hundred and sixty-eight layers of nature spirit was, no matter how overbearing his eighty-one layers of Great Solar Primordial Spirit Dharma Power was, it was useless.
The white-robed man, Gu Qingfeng, was not affected at all.
Not at all.
Looking at this scene.
Everyone was completely stunned. They stood there in a daze as if they had seen a ghost.
If they had doubts about Gu Qingfeng's strength before, then at this moment, no one had any doubts.
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