Maharani looked at Xia Tian with great interest, folded his arms, and sneered: "Boy, you don't think that you are so great just because you slap me in the face, do you?"
"It doesn't take much to beat you up."
Xia Tian curled his lips, "I haven't beaten an idiot like you to ten thousand, but I have beaten at least eight thousand."
"Hahahaha, that's really interesting."
Maharani laughed angrily at Xia Tian's words, "What have you done in remote places like the outer regions? Don't brag about it to the Alliance. Believe it or not, as long as I take a breath, your soul will be completely destroyed!"
"
"Do not believe."
Xia Tian's answer was quite simple, and he added a bonus sentence by the way: "You will only blow yourself to death.
"Mahazi sensed that there was a hint of randomness in Xia Tian's words, as if he could really do it, and couldn't help but get angry: "Zhu Jiuchen, I originally planned to give you some face, but it's a pity that your friend is too ignorant.
Then you can’t blame me!”
"If you want to fight, just fight, no nonsense."
Xia Tian lazily yawned, "The more I talk, the weaker I feel."
"Well said! Then suffer death!"
Maharaja nodded in agreement, and raised his palm to slap Xia Tian without any sign of concern.
The moves are ordinary and don't look like anything special.
The only thing that is somewhat interesting is that there is an extremely hidden light at the bottom of the palm.
But this little meaning obviously couldn't arouse Xia Tian's interest, so he stood on the spot and did not dodge or dodge.
"Xia Tian, get out of the way!"
Zhu Jiuchen was instantly shocked and immediately shouted to Xia Tian, "That's his Shadowless Evil-Slaying Sword, be careful!"
"late!"
Maharaja curled up the corner of his mouth, showing a proud look.
Because his sword had already succeeded, it almost hit Xia Tian's throat without any deviation.
"Boy, do you understand the difference between you and me?"
Maharani's eyes were full of pride, and he held the Shadowless Evil-Slaying Sword and said with a smile: "A mere lowly cultivator from an outside area, who luckily came to the Alliance, feels that he is invincible. It is simply ridiculous."
"Are you an idiot?"
Xia Tian yawned lazily and said with some displeasure: "If you only have this little strength, then you are not even qualified to let me take action."
"What a loud tone!"
Maharani laughed angrily at Xia Tian's incomprehensible self-confidence, "I only need to gently hand over the tip of the sword, and your life will be gone."
"Then hurry up."
Xia Tian said with a smile: "If you strike first, I can kill you first."
Zhu Jiuchen quickly advised: "If you can, don't do it. If you have anything to say, please speak it up.
After all, this is the Divine Palace of Tribulation, and if it really messes up the Tribulation Ceremony, everyone will not be able to escape the blame."
"It's none of your business here, get out of here!"
Mo Zhaozi raised his hand and swung out a surging sword energy, slashing Zhu Jiuchen's face.
Zhu Jiuchen was startled, but the sword energy came so fast that he didn't even have time to dodge, so he had to find a way to take the move forcefully.
"Snapped!"
I saw the sword energy explode into pieces.
Zhu Jiuchen was shocked.
"who!"
Maharaja's expression changed and he shouted coldly: "Who is it that interferes in other people's business and shatters my sword spirit?"
The people around him couldn't help but look at each other, but no one came out to admit it.
Xia Tian curled his lips: "No need to look around, I did it."
"you?"
Maharaja's eyes were full of contempt, "My Shadowless Sword Qi is infused with evil-killing tribulation power. How could a lowly outsider cultivator like you break it! I'm afraid you don't even know what the tribulation power is, or even
It's impossible for you to be able to practice it in this life, you're a country bumpkin from a foreign land."
"idiot."
Xia Tian was too lazy to say anything more. He just raised his hand gently, and a silver needle appeared between his fingers: "Since you can't play any tricks that interest me, then go to hell."
"Silver Needle?"
Seeing this, Maharaja couldn't help but taunted loudly: "What's the matter? If you want to embroider, it seems that you are a sissy!"
The people around started laughing again.
But in the next second, they couldn't laugh anymore.
The silver needle was like an endless starry sky. When pressed down gently, an endless momentum was released.
Maharaja originally wanted to continue laughing, but his chest suddenly suffocated and he almost died.
Then the whole body seemed to be filled with lead, getting heavier and heavier, and if it continued like this, it would probably be crushed into a pulp.
He couldn't figure out what was going on. How could a mere cultivator from outside the realm have such huge pressure?
The last time he felt completely irresistible pressure was when he saw a Supreme being furious from a distance.
Could it be that this kid in front of me actually has the same strength as the Supreme?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even if a humble cultivator from the outside world comes out in a million years, it is absolutely impossible for him to produce a supreme one! Not only Maharaja and the others are in disbelief, but even the elders behind the screen are all shocked.
look.
Because they also had to use their spiritual power to resist, this situation would only occur when they met the Great Supreme.
"Who is this kid?"
At this time, Master Longxiang has put the gamble behind him, and has only one question: "Why can he emit the original energy that only the Supremes have?"
"Could it be that he is the clone of the Great Supreme projected into the outer realm?"
Someone said doubtfully.
Nanhai Lao Ni immediately shook his head: "Impossible, the Great Supreme Being is in retreat, preparing to attack the True Immortal Realm, and will not distract his energy."
"Could it be that this son's silver needle is a magical treasure?"
The old immortal with long eyebrows said softly.
"It's not like that."
The Ji Xing Immortal also shook his head, "That's just an ordinary silver needle. If you have to evaluate it, I guess it's barely a high-level magic weapon."
"There is another possibility!"
At this time, the Heavenly Ghost King narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a meaningful expression: "This boy has strength comparable to that of the Supreme Being!"
At this time, several other elders, including the Pole Star Immortal who had a good impression of Xia Tian, couldn't help but shook their heads: "This is absolutely impossible!"
"No matter what, this kid is weird, maybe he is actually a devil in disguise!"
Master Longxiang's expression changed and he shouted coldly: "I'm going out to force him to show his true colors!"
Although the Ji Xing Immortal didn't believe that Xia Tian had the supreme strength, he was sure that Xia Tian was definitely not an evil spirit: "Great monk, I think you are afraid that your apprentice will lose, so you are deliberately making excuses here."
"Bullshit!"
Master Longxiang's face turned red: "My disciple will never lose, let alone lose to a lowly cultivator from outside."
Ji Xingxianweng said with a smile: "Then why not take a look before talking about it."
...in the main hall.
Maharaja also had the same idea as Master Longxiang: "How could I lose to someone like you!"
"You either lose or die!"
Xia Tian emphasized with a smile, adding a bit more pressure with the situation.
"Give me the book...get out of here!"
Maharaja roared angrily, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and a purple-gold light glowed all over his body, and then exploded out.
This purple-gold light shocked many people in the hall to the point where they spurted blood from their mouths and noses. They hurriedly exited the hall and watched from a distance to avoid being affected.
The divine power of the Tribulation Stage is fully demonstrated at this moment.
Unfortunately, this trick is not of much use to Xia Tian.
On the other hand, Maharaja himself could no longer hold on for an instant. His knees were shattered, and his body was torn into countless tiny cracks. Blood spattered wildly, and his whole body was in an extremely miserable state.
The people watching were also shocked.
They knew the strength of Maharaja all too well. Not only was he powerful in calamity, but his shadowless evil-killing sword was rarely defeated. If the top ten gods were ranked purely by strength, he would definitely be able to compete for the top three.
s position.
Master Longxiang even said personally that Maharaja actually had the strength to compete with other elders.
It’s really unbelievable that such a person can’t withstand an ordinary silver needle from an outsider cultivator! “How is it possible? I don’t accept it!”
Maharaja was naturally arrogant and would not accept such humiliation.
Suddenly, a crazy idea came to his mind. He must kill the boy in front of him at any cost! "Boy, you successfully angered me!"
Maharaja stood up slowly, with a mad look on his face, and shouted crazily: "I have to use that move. If you are implicated, don't blame me!"
"Mohe, you don't want to use that trick, do you?"
"No, this is the Yinjie Shrine, we can't escape."
"It's over, it's over, Maharaja is angry, everyone get out of the way!"
"Mahezi, don't act recklessly!"
Those who were following Maharaja instantly panicked and got up to dodge.
Those who didn't have time to dodge opened the protective air shield to avoid being affected.
Behind the screen, Master Longxiang's expression also changed drastically, and he immediately dodged and flew out.
The Pole Star Immortal followed closely behind, and the remaining elders exchanged glances and followed him out.
Only the Heavenly Ghost King did not move. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, with a meaningful look on his face.
..."You humble cultivator from the outside world, today is the most glorious moment in your life!"
Maharaja's clothes suddenly puffed up without any wind, and his whole body glowed with a purple-gold light. He put his palms together to his lips and said, "I will let you experience my unique skill of covering the Dragon Pagoda!"
Then, a shadow condensed behind him at an extremely fast speed.
It was an extremely huge strange crow, and it looked like an ancient god coming out of chaos.
Like an eagle, like a beast, like a kun, like a whale...it is indescribable and indescribable.
The strange bird suddenly opened its mouth wide and sprayed out a breath that seemed to come from the bottom of the abyss, the end of hell, and the origin of the demon world.
"Garuda's breath!"
"Xia Tian, Fairy Qin, retreat quickly!"
Zhu Jiuchen was also unexpected. He never expected that Maharaja would fall out whenever he wanted to, and that he would use such a killer move as soon as he made a move. It was simply too heart-rending.
Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything.
This breath was so cold that it penetrated the bones, and with its overwhelming momentum, it instantly blew half of the temple into a cloud of dust.
Those standing opposite him, whether they were people, objects, or anything else, seemed to have turned into nothingness.
All that remains is a deep black hole with no beginning and no end.