Wan Minghai's eyes were red and bloodshot, like a vicious wolf, staring at Qingren.
Qingren looked careless, with a slightly mocking arc on his lips, and said: "Lord Holy Lord, now that I'm here, your original plan won't work.
So I give you a suggestion, leave as soon as possible."
Wan Minghai looked gloomy and didn't speak for a long time.
Qingren ambush here in advance, and knowing so many things, he is obviously fully prepared.
Moreover, Qingren's strength was not inferior to his in the past few fights. If he continued to entangle, he might not be able to gain any advantage.
However, if he was asked to leave just like that, how could he be willing to do so! "It seems that the Lord Shengzun is still unwilling to do so."
Seeing that Wan Minghai had not spoken for a long time, Qingren smiled again and said: "But the current situation is that if you and I fight to the death, we will both lose.
How about this, you and I each use a move, the winner stays, the loser leaves, how about it?"
The winner stays, the loser leaves! When Nie Tian heard this, his face suddenly darkened.
Doesn't that mean that no matter what, he will fall into the hands of one of these two people?
Wan Minghai is very ambitious and has a big conspiracy.
Qingren is cruel and ruthless, and he is not a good person.
No matter whose hands Nie Tian falls into, I'm afraid it won't end well.
"good!"
At this moment, Wan Minghai, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke again, roaring like a wild beast, and then the aura on his body suddenly exploded, with a sudden collapse like a tsunami.
Outside his body, a shadow as dark as night appeared, as if it tore the void directly, and it looked extremely strange.
"The power of the blood of the original Shura body!"
Qingren looked at Wan Minghai. His originally calm expression changed slightly. He suddenly looked at Nie Tian and shouted: "Nie Tian, get behind me."
Nie Tian was stunned at first, hesitated for a moment, and then moved his figure and came behind Qingren.
If he had to choose one between the two, it would be Qingren.
At least so far, Qingren has not done anything detrimental to him.
"Protect yourself. If you get hurt, that adult will be very angry."
Qingren smiled strangely at Nie Tian and said hehe.
"That lord?"
Nie Tian frowned, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Who is behind Qingren?
"bring it on!"
Qingren's face immediately became solemn, he shouted lowly, and a natural aura rose up around him, centering on himself, and spreading in all directions.
"Enchantment?"
Nie Tian's soul stirred and he immediately sensed that Qingren had opened a barrier.
Moreover, for some reason, the aura of this barrier made Nie Tian feel very familiar, and even gave him an inexplicable sense of restlessness.
"Do you want to compete with me just with this kind of barrier?"
Wan Minghai also felt the power of the barrier in the void, but he laughed wildly and was extremely arrogant.
Nie Tian also frowned and shook his head slightly.
Qingren's barrier is indeed very powerful, but if he wants to fight against Wan Minghai, it is obviously far from enough.
"Whether you can compete will only be known if you try it."
Qingren, on the other hand, was extremely confident in his own barrier. He smiled faintly and twitched the corners of his mouth in a sharp arc.
"Original Shura, evil hell blood sinks!"
Wan Minghai's eyes were like wolves, and a fierce light appeared suddenly. He stopped talking nonsense to Qingren, roared wildly, and the momentum around him exploded.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Just as his voice fell, three huge dark doors appeared on the ground, standing like tombstones in the hall, and the surrounding stone pillars collapsed one after another.
The entire hall was crumbling.
"It turns out to be a third-level Shuramen. It seems that I still underestimate you."
Qingren's eyes trembled slightly, but he did not panic. Instead, he clenched the sword in his hand and said solemnly, "Fortunately, I was also prepared!"
After saying that, he raised the sword in his hand to the sky, and the mighty sword intent in his body burst out, with such overwhelming force that the heaven and earth trembled with oppression.
"So strong!"
Nie Tian couldn't help but retreat, his heart was shocked.
At this moment, the sword intent released by Qingren is no longer inferior to the sword demon Yin Feng Wuwo, and even has the faint power of the Yang Shen Sword Emperor.
What touched Nie Tian even more was that he actually had a strange feeling. It seemed that Qingren's sword intention was somewhat similar to his sword intention and aura, as if they had some similarities.
Could it be that it was his illusion?
"Original Shura, kill!"
At this moment, Wan Minghai roared like thunder, and then swung out a palm, and a huge Shura evil image shot out of the air, passing through three Shura gates in an instant.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
And every time it passes through a Shura Gate, the evil appearance of Shura increases several times, and its strength and momentum increase dozens of times.
When the evil sign of Shura passed through the third Shura Gate, the huge force was already like a collapsed mountain, pressing over in panic.
"This..." Nie Tian couldn't help but take a breath when he saw this scene, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
He knew that Wan Minghai was extremely powerful, but he did not expect that it would be so powerful.
The power of this palm can not only destroy mountains and mountains, but also destroy heaven and earth! Qingren, how can you take this palm?
"Nine limits of the starry sky, the extreme of chaos!"
Almost at the same moment, Qingren also spoke, with a low voice and heavy breathing, the long sword in his hand flew out of the air, and all the surrounding sword intent was absorbed, and a huge sword shadow roared out.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the two forces collided head-on, and there was a sudden muffled sound in the void.
"Boom, boom, boom..." "Bang, bang, bang..." "Chi chi chi..." Immediately, violent and chaotic sounds came out, and waves burst out from the center of the collision, carrying the momentum of a stormy sea.
, sweeping across the countryside.
At this moment, the Wan Yuan Pavilion hall, which was blessed by countless powerful formations, finally could no longer hold up and collapsed.
"Rumble..." The endless wild waves destroyed everything they passed, causing chaos and chaos. Dust was like blades, and time and space moved turbulently.
Nie Tian stood behind Qingren, who helped him block most of the impact.
But despite this, he still felt the wind blade hit him, and there was a stinging pain like needles all over his body.
It is conceivable that if Qingren hadn't resisted in front, he would have been instantly swallowed by the turbulence.
After a long time, the wild waves in the void gradually dissipated, and the gravel and dust slowly fell down.
The originally magnificent Wan Yuan Pavilion hall was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye and turned into ruins.
Nie Tian raised his head with difficulty and saw a figure in Tsing Yi standing not far in front of him. His long shirt was flying in the wind, making him look a little thin, but his body was as sharp and tough as a sharp sword, and Wei Ran did not move.
On the other side, Wan Minghai's eyes were still fierce, staring at Qingren, but his whole body was covered in blood and flesh, and his body was shaking slightly, as if he could no longer stand.