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Chapter 2981 Power of Suppression

"Lying?" The Blood Spirit Sect disciple was stunned when he heard this, and then understood, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at Wei Que's attitude.

"Hmph! Junior Brother Wei may not trust me, but please don't challenge the majesty of the sect master! That man's strength is indeed feared by all the sect masters of the three sects. The reason why he entered the martial realm was because he used some unheard-of powerful secret technique.

Forcibly lowering his own cultivation level, the sect leader feels that the appearance of this person is a huge threat..."

"Besides you, did Qingtian Sect and Kunyuan Sect send anyone in?" Wei Que interrupted him directly and asked with a frown.

Although the Blood Spirit Sect disciples were a little annoyed, they did not hesitate.

"In addition to me, Qingtian Sect and Kunyuan Sect each sent a half-step Xuanxu realm warrior, but I didn't see the two of them after I settled down. Come to think of it..."

"That's enough!" Wei Que waved his hand and interrupted impatiently.

"Junior Brother Wei, I am conveying the sect master's instructions, please pay attention to your attitude!" This Blood Spirit Sect disciple became more and more dissatisfied and was already a little angry.

Wei Que stared at the other party and said calmly: "Your mission has been completed."

"Finished? It's still early. The summons talisman doesn't seem to work here. I still need to inform Senior Brother Teng and the others." After saying this, the Blood Spirit Sect disciples were about to leave.

Although he wanted to teach Wei Que a lesson, now was obviously not the time, so he had to suppress his anger for the time being.

Unexpectedly, Wei Que blocked him in a flash.

"There is no need to tell them this news, and you don't need to leave, just stay here forever!"

Wei Que's face darkened, and a stern sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Wei Que! What do you want to do?" The Blood Spirit Sect disciples clearly felt the killing intent coming towards them, and their patience with Wei Que finally reached its limit.

"Don't think that I don't dare to touch you because you have an elder as your backer. In fact, I have long disliked you. If you are really ungrateful, I will never mind..."

Boom!

Wei Que shook his head and sneered. Before the other party could finish speaking, his aura surged, blood flashed all over his body, and the violent roar directly interrupted the Blood Spirit Sect disciple's words.

"You're too wordy, so go die!"

"You dare?"

Boom!

The expressions of the Blood Spirit Sect disciples changed, but before they could finish their words, they were interrupted by violent roars.

Wei Que's body swayed and appeared in front of him without any warning. The blood around him surged wildly, submerging him without any explanation.

"Damn! This is...ah...no!"

The frightened screams of the Blood Spirit Sect disciples suddenly stopped. A majestic half-step Xuanxu Realm genius was killed by Wei Que without even a chance to fight back!

"Things that don't overestimate their own capabilities!"

As soon as Wei Que retracted his arms, the blood rolled back, but not even a single bone was left on the ground!

"Purple-haired man with two horns on his forehead?" Wei Que repeated the name in his mouth, turned into a blood rainbow and ran away wildly.



Buzz!

The sky above a fast-flowing river suddenly shook, and a misty purple light flashed out!

Immediately afterwards, a purple-haired man appeared from the purple light, his cold eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and he continued to perform calculations with his right hand.

But as he continued to calculate, his brows became more and more wrinkled.

"Even the Qi machine induction is affected. It seems that the suppressive force here is stronger than I imagined."

The purple-haired man scattered the spells in his hands, shook his head and sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face.

After entering the martial arts realm, he found that several of the secret techniques he was proud of were greatly affected, and he could no longer sense the aura he wanted like the outside world.

This means that the restrictions at the entrance not only suppressed his cultivation, but also severely weakened many of his methods.

The purple-haired man raised his head and looked around in the air, and found that there was no essential difference between the scene here and the outside world.

It's just that there is some kind of strange and looming power of confinement in the void, and this power of confinement is exactly the same as the power at the entrance.

As if to confirm something, the purple-haired man closed his eyes slightly, and the aura around his body began to slowly rise. After a while, he would break through a certain limit!

Just then, an amazing scene happened!

Boom!

Wild clouds surged high in the sky, and a black vortex began to gather. At the same time, an extremely large but extremely oppressive force quickly came down, covering him without any explanation.

The purple-haired man looked up at the sky, his eyes full of disdain, but after all, he still did not forcefully challenge the huge suppressive power.

He sat cross-legged in the air, pinching his hands like wheels, and several rays of golden light flew out from his fingers and disappeared into the void.

Not long after, the void shook slightly, and three rays of golden light flew back one after another and disappeared into the center of his eyebrows.

The purple-haired man had a look of surprise on his face, feeling the aura brought back by the golden light, but he shook his head and sighed in great disappointment.

Obviously, it is not very easy to find his target in this place restricted by special forces.

After pondering for a moment, he put away his spiritual power, tapped his feet lightly in the void, and a circular light array with shining purple runes condensed out.

The purple-haired man pressed the secret, and then disappeared without a trace at the same time as the purple light surged.



After a day of escaping in the empty "Taixu Martial Realm", Jiang Tian finally saw the outline of a continuous mountain range at the end of his sight, like a sleeping giant crawling on the ground.

Jiang Tian's eyes lit up and he sped forward.

It has been more than a day since he came to Wujing, and so far, he has not seen the second person.

Let alone humans, not even a single monster was seen.

The mountain range ahead was the most distinctive terrain he had seen so far.

If there are any warriors around here, they will probably be attracted by this mountain range.

As he continued to get closer, Jiang Tian discovered that this mountain range was not as lifeless as it looked from a distance. Instead, it exuded rich spiritual energy, and the voices of monsters could even be heard.

"How big is the scope of Taixu Martial Realm?" Jiang Tian thought silently.

He has been on the run for more than a day, but there is still a vast expanse of vastness within his sight. The scope of the "Taixu Martial Realm" is truly beyond imagination.

Hoho!

As soon as Jiang Tian approached the edge of the mountain range, he heard a deep beast roar.

At the same time, a huge monster beast with a body like a wolf's back and fleshy wings flew towards him!

This beast has a pair of fleshy wings spread out, its wingspan is more than ten feet wide, and its aura is quite powerful. It has reached the late seventh level, which is equivalent to the late Xuantian realm among human warriors.

This kind of strength naturally did not pose any threat to Jiang Tian. He was still dozens of feet away when he was cut in half by Jiang Tian with a sword pointing with his right hand.

The two broken bodies fell into the forest below.

Jiang Tian succeeded with one blow, but he didn't feel any joy. Instead, he felt a little strange.

The strength of this late-level seventh-level monster was worse than he imagined, and it seemed a bit incompatible with the dangerous reputation of the "Taixu Martial Realm".
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