At the beginning, I awakened the Chaos Body, and I have 100 million points of strength.

Yang Haotian looked at the old man calmly, without any malice.

The protector's heart was inexplicably moved, and he allowed the green mist to enter Chi Tianji's body.

Chi Tianji's body was visibly glowing with a touch of emerald green.

A cool breath filled his mind and heart.

Chi Tianji was startled, and his confused mind regained some clarity:

What?

The green mist that entered his body made him feel a shock from the soul.

He suddenly looked up at Yang Haotian, "Is it you?"

Yang Haotian said lightly:

"Although the reputation of defeating the Tyrant Body is good, I don't feel satisfied. You are too impatient and have not exerted the true strength of the Tyrant Body at all."

After Yang Haotian finished speaking, he glanced at Chi Huangyu, who was covered with tears, and said coldly to Chi Tianji:

"Take her back and adjust your state. I hope to have a chance to fight with the Tyrant Body in its peak state!"

Chi Tianji was silent.

I thought he would be humiliated by Yang Haotian, but Yang Haotian would respond like this.

The Tianjiaos were also surprised:

"He didn't take the opportunity to kill Chi Tianji?"

"He helped Chi Tianji instead?"

After looking at Yang Haotian deeply, Chi Tianji staggered to his feet, "Yang Haotian, I owe you a favor. I will go all out next time we fight!"

He turned around and took Chi Huangyu away.

Chi Tianji's protector looked at Yang Haotian meaningfully, and slowly bowed his hands:

"Thank you, Young Master Yang."

With Chi Tianji's previous state, if he wanted to completely destroy him, he didn't even need to do anything. Yang Haotian could make him collapse with just a few words.

But Yang Haotian didn't do this, instead he encouraged him in disguise.

This not only stabilized Chi Tianji's Dao heart that was on the verge of collapse, but also prevented the Chihuang Ancestral Land from losing a tyrant body.

The favor Yang Haotian gave to the Chihuang Ancestral Land was not small.

"Young Master Yang, I will repay you for your kindness today. Goodbye."

The guardian bowed solemnly to Yang Haotian and left.

The whole place was silent.

No one expected such an ending.

The Blue Sky Tyrant Body was coming with great momentum and arrogance.

But from beginning to end, he was almost suppressed by the Chaos Body, and almost even his Dao Heart collapsed at the end.

On the other hand, Yang Haotian was calm and composed after the battle, and he didn't look like he had used all his strength at all.

Obviously, he had other trump cards that he hadn't used.

For a while, all the Tianjiao felt that Yang Haotian was unfathomable.

Above the void.

The elders of Shengyang Palace all smiled faintly, and the young master's amazing performance made them look glorious.

On the contrary, the elders of Xingyu Palace were expressionless, and they couldn't tell whether they were happy or angry.

They hoped that the younger generations of their clan would perform well.

But they definitely didn't want them to be better than the younger generations of their lineage.

"Next, it's time to fight the kid from the Ye family, right?"

The elders of Xingyu Palace held their breath, "This wolf cub from the Ye family behaved meanly and rudely, he should be severely punished!"

"That's right, let Yang Haotian teach him a lesson!"

The elders of Shengyang Palace nodded in agreement, but there was also vigilance in their eyes:

The set of magic weapons sent by the Ye family was refined by the young master, but there must be traps in it. They must be ready to take action at any time to prevent the young master from being calculated...

On the Qilin stage.

Yang Haotian hooked his finger at Ye Xiaoyao:

"It's your turn, fight me!"

Ye Xiaoyao hesitated.

He had seen the power of "Panlong Chantian Jin" with his own eyes, and he was not confident that he could crush this magical power.

More importantly, Yang Haotian's strength made him feel daunted.

Ye Xiaoyao hesitated, could he afford the price of losing?

What if his Dao heart collapses like Chi Tianji...

"Haha, Ye Xiaoyao, are you afraid?"

Yang Haotian smiled coldly, not hiding his contempt at all.

At this moment.

A cold light burst out towards Qilintai without any warning.

A black shadow flashed beside Yang Haotian like a ghost, "Die!"

He slashed out a dark sword energy, cutting towards Yang Haotian's throat.

At the same time, the strange cold light that burst out also pierced towards Yang Haotian's eyebrows.

"Idiot, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Yang Haotian's chaotic divine consciousness had long sensed a faint murderous intent.

He was prepared, and his right fist suddenly flashed with light, and there were dense shadows of mountains, which condensed in an instant, and bombarded fiercely:

With a click, the void in front of him shattered into cracks.

The sword light of the sneak attack collapsed.

The black shadow also spat out a large mouthful of blood, and immediately looked up to the sky and shouted, "Come and help me!"

Yin Jiuyu's mouth was full of bitterness. He still underestimated Yang Haotian. He never expected that he would encounter such a violent counterattack from Yang Haotian when he suddenly attacked.

At this time, a shout exploded behind him, "I'm here!"

Fang Yan rushed over, "Die!"

Fang Yan quickly formed seals with both hands, and a strange blood light filled the air, and the evil aura instantly filled the Qilin Stage.

Gu Xian'er and others changed their faces:

"This strange fluctuation..."

"Could it be the legendary blood curse?"

The other party came prepared!

On the Qilin Stage, Yin Jiuyu's eyes buzzed, and a pair of dark pupil runes shone.

From the top of his head, a dark ghost eye suddenly condensed, with chaotic pupils flashing, like a black sun, and the strange black light enveloped Yang Haotian.

"Fang Yan, why don't you take action yet!"

At this time, Fang Yan was stunned.

His blood curse handprint had clearly been cast, but there was no sign of the blood curse being activated.

Naturally, Yang Haotian's soul would not be controlled in any way.

"What's going on! Has the blood curse been cracked?"

Fang Yan's face was ugly, and he happened to see the contemptuous look from Yang Haotian at this moment.

Fang Yan's heart was pounding, and he understood at once:

I've been fooled!

Yang Haotian, this old fox, had already cracked the blood curse, but he deliberately carried the fragments of the remaining blood curse aura with him.

He was trying to lure me out!

Fang Yan left Yin Jiuyu behind without saying a word and was about to escape.

Unexpectedly, Yin Jiuyu had the same idea as him, and when he saw that he had lost the best opportunity, he turned around and ran.

"You're here and you still want to leave?"

Yang Haotian's cold voice came, and a divine hand with a dazzling light and a lingering Taoist rhyme slashed through the air to kill.

Yin Jiuyu and Fang Yan were like two mice, slapped to the ground with a slap.

Looking up, I saw that behind Yang Haotian at this time, the Nine-Layered Sky Palace appeared, and the divine light shone brightly. An immortal king sat high in the Nine-Layered Sky, with a solemn appearance, looking down at all living beings.

"Netherworld Chaos Pupils!"

"Shadow Kill!"

"Blood Dragon Purple Blood!"

"Panlong Strangling!"

Yin Jiuyu and Fang Yan used a series of killing moves without hesitation and began to fight desperately.

However.

Yang Haotian looked indifferent, like a god who was accustomed to the changes of wind and clouds. The immortal king behind him slowly swung his arms as if he had created the world.

The joint attack of the two was as violent as a hurricane, but it could not cause any waves in front of the immortal king, and was wiped out by him.

"My life is over..."

Yin Jiuyu ran desperately and shouted to the sky:

"Old senior, come and save me!"