If you don't have unshakable faith, you can't persevere, and you can't shake him in the slightest when it comes to experiencing the impact of the artistic conception of life and death.
The strong light reappeared, and when Zhao Tianji felt a little unfinished again, he thought that the handsome young man appeared in front of Zhao Tianji.
Regardless of his temperament, appearance, or figure, this person gives people a sense of grace and ecstasy, which is extremely attractive. At the same time, a hazy feeling is reflected in his body, which fully demonstrates his outstanding personal grace.
"Four Seasons Sect, Tong Yangkai!"
The young man said softly, as if a gust of breeze came into Zhao Tianji's ears. If he didn't hold him tightly, he wouldn't be able to hear his words clearly.
"Ask Tianzong, Zhao Tianji!"
Zhao Tianji answered politely.
"Autumn leaves are falling!"
The boy opposite spoke again, but it was very brief.
As these words emerged, it seemed as if the whole world was filled with the breath of autumn, with withered yellow leaves appearing out of thin air, floating gently in the air, looking simple and natural, without any offensive power.
Only occasionally a few leaves gently brushed across Zhao Tianji's body. These fallen leaves seemed to be extremely weak, but they possessed extremely powerful power.
The defense that even General Minglong had never broken was gently scratched by the breath of Qiu Yi on this leaf, and even the blood was not revealed.
The entire competition stage was filled with decay and deep sadness. The two stood there quietly, looking at each other. Zhao Tianji actually saw in each other's eyes the implication that life was about to wither. It was very strange.
horrible.
"alright."
The man's soft voice floated out again, and the entire realm of decline disappeared directly. "Bang" followed by the jade pendant shattered on its own and disappeared from Zhao Tianji's eyes.
At this point, except for the dense artistic conception that seems to be there but not at all, it seems that it still remains in this world, and there is nothing else.
"Senior Brother Tong Yangkai hasn't forgotten that person yet?"
A girl from the Four Seasons Sect actually shed tears. At the moment when Tong Yangkai's last withered yellow body fell and disappeared, she finally shed tears uncontrollably.
At this moment, she was not the only girl crying like this, but there were thousands of people, all of whom were showing deep sadness.
That is a unique story of their Four Seasons Sect a hundred years ago, and it is also a true story.
But at this time, no one wanted to mention it, and would rather die in everyone's heart than say it out loud.
However, the deep sadness could not be driven away for a while, and even Xu Yirui was exaggerated by the deep sadness. Her little nose was tightly wrinkled, and a trace of rosy color floated in her eyes.
color.
Obviously, soon the dam within it will no longer be able to withstand it, and the tears are pouring out more and more fiercely, and it is about to collapse. Duoduo, his subordinate, is holding his own neck with one hand and looking forward very unhappily.
Because Xu Yirui's little hands had begun to scratch at the top of his head.
"What a strange person! Very powerful artistic conception"
Zhao Tianji looked at the place where this person disappeared and said lightly, if this person breaks through to the Heaven-Seeing Realm, the realm will definitely be extremely powerful.
The entire competition lasted for a day and a half before the final victory was achieved, and many challengers in the world of Fushengtai changed one after another.
There are very few truly strong people who can persevere from beginning to end. After all, at this level, after a huge selection process, every cultivator here has his or her own myth.
The Thirty Fusheng Platform sank again as the earth trembled, and did not give everyone a chance to breathe. As the power of teleportation emerged again, the entire earth began to tremble.
In front of everyone, the entire square rushed out of the ground.
It wasn't until all the bright light dissipated that the scenery was clearly displayed in front of everyone's eyes.
Even the eight old guys on the stage brightened up.
Among them, the strong man from Ghost Dao Sect said,
"Eight Gates Qituntai. Tang Fei, you are really willing to spend a lot of money. You even took out this sect treasure."
Tang Fei smiled proudly,
"I have no choice but to do it if it is appointed by the leader."
But the beaming expression in his eyes completely betrayed his seemingly calm expression.
Thirty strong men from the eight major sects opened their eyes again. As the white light disappeared, their world was restored again, and they looked around curiously.
"The Eight Gates Qidu Tai, the Eight Gates, is a miraculous technique derived from the combination of the Eight Trigrams of Heaven and Earth. There are eight gates of separation, sleep, life, injury, Du, Jing, death and surprise.
Each door represents a direction between heaven and earth.
It also represents a destiny. Entering the portal will randomly transport you to one of the eight doors. If you are lucky, you can enter the portal directly and enter the finals directly.
If you are unlucky and enter the door of death, whether you can stand out depends on your strength."
Tang Fei's voice rang in everyone's ears, "Eight Gates Qidun" is this ancient formation that everyone has heard of for a long time. Through the complicated pattern, it can be transformed into thousands of transformations and has ever-changing abilities.
At the same time, the large water screen above the sky has also been transformed from thirty equal parts into eight equal parts, allowing everyone to better see the next game.
Thirty players, one teleportation platform, but this teleportation platform is extremely large, even if three hundred people enter at the same time, it is enough.
Fly quickly towards the teleportation array.
Each of the eight gates: Open, Rest, Life, Injury, Du, Jing, Death, and Jing has a certain number of contestants. Among them, the Death gate has at most ten contestants, and the Life gate has the least, and only one can be said to be directly promoted.
The next game is really extremely lucky.
And this lucky person followed the water screen playing on the big screen.
The figure of a Haizong disciple appeared among them.
"Haha, he is actually a disciple of our Haizong. You are really lucky."
"It's Senior Brother Luo, I didn't expect it to be him!"
Disciples from Haizong rushed to express their inner excitement. Luck is also a kind of strength, which cannot be easily ignored.
So for everyone, it is also a kind of practice.
As for Zhao Tianji, it was the misfortune among misfortunes that he was very unhappy to be assigned to the death gate. It was equivalent to standing out among ten players, and the degree of difficulty was indeed not small.
These are not ordinary Spiritual God realm powerhouses, but they are all powerhouses from the eight major sects who have gone through thousands of screenings.
They are all wonderful and gorgeous people, and any one of them is a peak powerhouse in the Spiritual God Realm, and some even have strength comparable to those in the Sky-Peeping Realm.
The strong strength is really something that cannot be ignored.