break through nine days

() "Relying on my own strength, it is somewhat difficult to kill this kind of powerhouse who is above the eighth level." Chu Tian smiled wryly. This Zhong Ziqing is very strong. Even if the second generation of emperor and himself shot together, it is necessary to kill this person .It may not be successful.

Looking at the bloody chain with cracks extending continuously, Chu Tian didn't hesitate any more. All the talismans he had stored before were swayed out, condensed into chaotic rune rules, and continuously sank into the bloody chain. Helping the chain Repair broken parts.

Zhong Ziqing's complexion was extremely ugly. He never imagined that in such a short period of time, the black-robed youth in the poisonous mist would burst out with so many powerful supernatural powers. He even beheaded all the direct disciples in front of him in an instant. .My supernatural powers attacked this young man, but I couldn't kill him.

Not only that, but the other party actually possessed Wandumen's magical power of poison attack. Moreover, the large array of poisonous mist that he had set up was difficult to destroy with his most powerful magical power... Jianfeng and Jianyu.

When he was getting angry, suddenly the poisonous mist swayed, and amidst the dragon chant that shocked the nine heavens, three giant dragons with different colors suddenly emerged from the mist.

Crimson poisonous sand, jet-black water column, and dark blue palm print spewed out from the mouth of the three-day giant dragon respectively, and hit the sword rain heavily.

What shocked him even more was that in the mist, the cultivation base of the black-robed youth was constantly rising and breaking through. From the fifth level of the heavenly talisman realm to the sixth level and seventh level, he couldn't believe it. He gave birth to a Ridiculous idea.

"Did this person hide his cultivation before?"

As soon as this thought came out, it couldn't be lingered. It lingered in Zhong Ziqing's mind. Although Chu Tian's cultivation had reached the seventh level of the Heaven Talisman Realm, it was still not comparable to his eighth level. Zhong Ziqing was shocked.

These three giant dragons are naturally Luo Qicai's poison attack supernatural power. The rune rules in it were deduced and mastered by Chu Tian. It is not difficult to use it again. The rain of swords in the sky melted. The three giant dragons The dragon roared and went straight to Zhong Ziqing.

But if it's just that, it's still impossible to kill Zhong Ziqing in a short time. The battle is over. Once it drags on for too long, it will be rushed by other cultivation bases assisted by Wan Jianzong. Chutian will not die today. He has received news of the token and fragments .and be spread immediately.

When three giant dragons were besieging Zhong Ziqing, a giant toad beast like a hill dragged the body of the black-robed youth and rushed out of the poisonous mist. It was Chu Tian riding the golden Zen.

His eyes flickered with determination and intense killing light. The star in his right hand flickered continuously. There were also strands of colorful light mixed in it. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhong Ziqing.

With a punch, the sky trembled. Even the slow-moving stone forest froze. It seemed that there was a majestic aura permeating it. It made the stone pillars that changed their positions tremble.

"Sacred Artifact." Having reached the level of Zhong Ziqing, he can naturally learn some ancient secrets. If he was shocked by the continuous breakthrough of Chutian's cultivation base before, then now. The moment he saw the star glove in Chutian's hand, he was born Unreal shock. Thick greed suddenly surged out of my body.

Three beams of sword energy forced back the three giant dragons condensed by the poisonous mist. Zhong Ziqing let out a stern shout, and his cultivation at the eighth level of the Heavenly Talisman Realm exploded wildly.

This battle is an adventure for Chutian. A hard battle with no way out. He must win. And he must be quick.

His right hand formed a fist. At the same time as Zhong Ziqing charged, the piano seal between Chutian's eyebrows suddenly shone with a thick colorful light. The second generation of emperors in the sea of ​​consciousness finally made a move together with Chutian at this moment.

The soul of the second generation of human emperors. Although restricted by Chutian's cultivation, it is also Chutian's last reliance. With the Stardust Gauntlet in his hand, it can be said that he has put in all his strength.

Without the demon king Xing Tian, ​​without Long Qu's secret protection, without the third patriarch Rushou, at this moment, Chu Tian, ​​who is all alone, wants to kill the cultivation base of the eighth level of the Heaven Talisman Realm. It is extremely difficult.

Especially now. The wound on his body pierced by the sword rain has not fully recovered. Zhong Ziqing's magical powers from the attack contain the laws of heaven and earth, overwhelming him with an extremely powerful sense of coercion.

If it wasn't for the opening of the Sea of ​​Consciousness Small World, his primordial soul would probably collapse under this coercion. Suo Xing Chutian's physical strength at the moment is also unusual. Not tempering his muscles and bones.

Only in this way can he not be seriously injured by Zhong Ziqing's swordsmanship supernatural power.

It is a watershed to be above the fifth level of the Heaven Talisman Realm. The strength of these monks. Chu Tian has long been in the danger of the Youyan Desert. He already knows it well.

It's just that, in the current situation, Chu Tian can't help but retreat. He must end the battle as soon as possible, and kill Zhong Ziqing as soon as possible.

Following the attack of the Second Generation Emperor, the seven-color light accompanied by the sound of the piano roared towards Zhong Ziqing.

Behind. The three giant dragons that were forced to retreat also attacked again from behind.

In the face of this colorful light, even Zhong Ziqing was extremely cautious. As an elder of the Wanjian Sect, he has extremely rich combat experience and extraordinary eyesight. Naturally, he can judge that this colorful light is also a threat to him.

It's just that he has never met a monk with a lower cultivation level than him, who can display supernatural powers that make him dread.

Especially this colorful light. It seems to communicate with heaven and earth, transforming countless supernatural powers and rules. It cannot be seen clearly, and it is not real. But it is so real that he dare not underestimate it.

And the three giant dragons behind them even displayed the terrifying poison attack supernatural power. This kind of poison made Zhong Ziqing howl frequently to avoid it.

If Chutian didn't have enough time, then with the seven-colored light and the poisonous attack of the three giant dragons, it would be enough to kill Zhong Ziqing.

It's just that Chutian doesn't have enough time, and the second generation of emperors doesn't have enough spirit to support this kind of attrition battle.

At the moment when Zhong Ziqing was surrounded by colorful lights and three giant dragons, the Star Fist in Chutian's right hand finally reached in front of him. A soaring light shot out from the glove, like a shooting star, and hit Zhong Ziqing's chest.

What's even more strange is that at the moment when the light of this fist rushed out, the stone forest below also suddenly changed. A colorful light burst out from every stone pillar, converging towards the star gauntlet.

Chu Tian only felt that after absorbing these colorful lights, the Star Gauntlet suddenly seemed to be alive and had its own consciousness.

"Let it attack by itself." At this moment, the voice of the second-generation emperor in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly sounded.

Chu Tian gave up the control of the glove according to his words. He closed his eyes and sank into the small world of the sea of ​​consciousness. He let the glove take his body with him and punched out punch after punch.

With the support of the colorful light in the stone forest below, the star gauntlet that could only swing one punch before, but one punch after another, drawn out dazzling rays of light in the sky.

Every time a light flashed, it was a punch. Every time a punch was punched, there would be a ray of colorful light blending into Chutian's sea of ​​consciousness and lingering on his primordial soul.

The fist wind howled, like the raging waves of the sea, surrounded by light, like blooming flowers. From a distance, these bright lights were continuous, as if condensed into a flower of stars on Zhong Ziqing's body.

In the blink of an eye, there were fifteen punches. Chu Tian, ​​who was driven by the gloves, closed his eyes, but he caught a faint grasp of a rule. It seemed that the world seemed to be following the punches. .Constantly moving.

Communicate with heaven and earth with one punch. Only then can we be invincible.

All of this was done in an instant. Zhong Ziqing was entangled by the second generation emperor and the three giant dragons. He made a tactic with both hands. His sword energy was criss-crossing. He even sacrificed his natal talisman. But he was still retreating steadily and his face was pale. He only saw that the star gauntlet was a divine weapon before, and thought that Chu Tian could not fully exert the power within it. But he never imagined that after the appearance of this divine weapon, such a strange change would occur in this stone forest. Let this The gauntlet released an appalling power.

Especially at this moment. He could clearly feel the trajectory of the fist light, but he couldn't avoid it no matter what. During the growl, Zhong Ziqing did not hesitate to burn the power of his soul. He raised his cultivation level by one more point. The three giant dragons behind Guanghe forced them back.

But at this moment, Chu Tian's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. A surge of heavenly power would suddenly make Zhong Ziqing's primordial soul tremble.

"Death." Chu Tian let out a low shout. The lights of the fifteen punches merged together in an instant, and landed directly on Zhong Ziqing.

This scene was too fast. Under the condensed punch of the fifteen fists, Zhong Ziqing couldn't dodge at all. There was only a muffled sound, but that punch directly penetrated Zhong Ziqing's body.

Its body stood upright first, and then it exploded into fifteen parts, blood splashing everywhere.

A mournful roar sounded at the same time. The physical body was destroyed, but Zhong Ziqing's primordial soul rushed out at a critical moment, merging with his natal talisman all of a sudden, and was about to flee far away.

At this moment, his heart was full of unbelievable fear. He did not hesitate to burn his soul to escape crazily. He wanted to pass this news to the Zongmen.

"Which sect is this person a monk? How could he have a divine weapon? Could it be... Could it be that he is the one who came out of the deepest part." Zhong Ziqing kept guessing in his heart while flying away, becoming more and more frightened and astonished.

He knew very well that the disciples behind him were about to come. As long as he escaped within ten breaths, he would be able to survive.

However, it is impossible for Chutian to give him the time of ten breaths.

At the moment when Zhong Ziqing's soul escaped, a guqin appeared in front of him.

Requiem. It is specially used to restrain the souls above the Tianfu state.

As soon as the zither music came out, the surrounding starlight and aura condensed crazily, like silk threads, and instantly wrapped around Zhong Ziqing's primordial soul.

The pupils of Zhong Ziqing Yuanhun's eyes shrank suddenly. He screamed. He felt the approach of death. At this moment, his face showed madness. The power of the soul. I can't use half of it.

There were bursts of screams. Zhong Ziqing's soul quickly withered, and was slowly drifting towards Chutian under the pull of the silk thread.

Ignoring Zhong Ziqing's struggle and screams, Chu Tian pointed towards the cauldron. Immediately, the poisonous mist subsided, and the cauldron returned to the size of a palm again. The suction instantly fell on Zhong Ziqing's immobile soul.