Thinking of this, perhaps because of the intense emotional ups and downs in his heart, Zhou Ming's throat felt hot, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.
When everyone in the audience saw this, they were in an uproar.
Upon seeing this, the monk surnamed Wen scanned Zhou Ming with his spiritual consciousness. After discovering that he was still breathing, he closed his eyes again and rested his mind.
The competition on the Zhi Ge Platform cannot be stopped unless one party admits defeat or dies.
When Gu Changhuan saw Zhou Ming like this, he ducked a few times and came to him.
At this time, black blood began to flow out of Zhou Ming's seven orifices.
Gu Changhuan looked at him and saw that with a wave of his hand, thick black energy surged out of the small flag and enveloped Gu Changhuan, Zhou Ming and the two spiritual beasts.
In the dark atmosphere, Gu Changhuan looked at Zhou Ming, who had a purple face and black lips. He stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of Zhou Ming. A simple golden bell suddenly formed, covering Zhou Ming in it.
Zhou Ming, whose vision was darkened and his mind was a little confused, noticed Gu Changhuan's approach and wanted to support the body-protecting spiritual light, but found that he could not mobilize the true energy in his body at all, and he couldn't help but become afraid.
However, Gu Changhuan had no intention of attacking him.
He called Qing Tu over, touched the fox's tail, and ordered Qing Tu to check Zhou Ming's memory.
The purpose of his fight with Zhou Ming today was to kill him legitimately, but it was also to investigate the person behind Zhou Ming.
This matter may be difficult for other monks. After all, Zhou Ming is already a master in the late Zifu period, and the Heart-Questing Talisman has no effect on him. However, for Qing Tu, who has the ability to peek into the mind, this is
A piece of cake.
After receiving the order, Qing Tu stood in front of Zhou Ming. It looked at Zhou Ming who was talking nonsense and cursing Gu Changhuan. Green light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, Zhou Ming seemed to have lost his mind. He could no longer make any expression or expression.
Can't utter a single word.
At this time, everyone outside the black energy could no longer understand the situation, but when they saw that the monk surnamed Wen did not announce the end of the competition, they thought that in the black energy, Gu Changhuan and Zhou Ming were still fighting, right?
However, what no one noticed was that beside the crowd, a monk from the Zifu period wearing blue robes frowned as he looked at the black energy on the Zhige platform.
"This Zhou Ming is such a loser! He was actually beaten by an alchemist who was in the early stage of Zi Mansion!"
He cursed in an almost inaudible voice.
However, he didn't think that Zhou Ming would be defeated by Gu Changhuan like this. After all, Zhou Ming had a lot of trump cards. He even gave Zhou Ming a talisman just to be sure.
Although that talisman has been used several times, as long as it is activated, it will not be a problem to kill Gu Changhuan.
The man thought so and suppressed his excitement.
However, as time passed little by little, the black energy was still not broken.
Just when everyone was waiting impatiently, the monk surnamed Wen opened his eyes in the audience. At the same time, the black tower demon bear in the water ball lost its breath. In an instant, the black air on the stage dissipated, and everyone could not help but stretch their necks.
Look towards the stage.
Gu Changhuan was seen holding Zhou Ming's storage bag, while Zhou Ming was lying in a pool of blood, having lost his breath. He had his eyes open and his mouth open, with blood stains on his face, looking like he was still alive.
When the monk in blue robe saw this, he snorted coldly and turned around and left without hesitation.
Gu Changhuan put away Zhou Ming's storage bag and raised his hand towards the monk surnamed Wen in the audience:
"I'm sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist writer."
The monk surnamed Wen looked at Gu Changhuan and removed the formation with a calm expression. He stepped on the stage and announced the results of the competition:
"In this competition, Gu Daoyou wins."
After the formation dispersed, everyone's consciousness scanned Zhou Ming one after another. After confirming that he was really dead, they all looked at Gu Changhuan with wonder and reverence.
With the cultivation level of the early Zifu, he faced the masters of the late Zifu. He kept suppressing the opponent and even managed to kill the opponent. Although the two spiritual beasts also contributed a lot, Gu Changhuan's strength was beyond compare.
Doubtful.
Although the monks in the world of cultivating immortals have different temperaments, respecting the strong... no, fearing the strong is a rule that all monks abide by.
Gu Changhuan was standing on the stage, and there was not much joy on his face. He glanced at everyone, and then he frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
At this time, Taoist Wanbao, Chen Duojin and An Ling came over one after another.
Seeing this, Gu Changhuan raised his hand towards the monk surnamed Wen and handed him a bag of spiritual stones. He then burned Zhou Ming completely with a fireball. Then he waved his hand again, put away the body of the black tower demon bear, and jumped over.
We got off Zhige Terrace.
Fighting in Zhigetai is not free. After all, it is necessary to activate the fourth-level formation for protection. However, monks in the Zifu period need to pay a fee of 5,000 spirit stones to fight in Zhigetai. Generally, this fee is paid by the loser.
Now that Zhou Ming, the losing party, has become a dead man, the cost can only be paid by Gu Changhuan.
The monk surnamed Wen took the spirit stone and saw that Gu Changhuan had not forgotten to dispose of Zhou Ming's body before leaving the stage. He actually smiled and then left the Zhige stage. He didn't seem to want to communicate more with his fellow disciples in the audience.
appearance.
On the other side, Taoist Wanbao and the other three people saw Gu Changhuan coming off the stage, and they all praised him.
"Brother Gu is truly amazing! He was able to kill a monk from the late Zifu period!" Taoist Wanbao said.
"I really didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Gu is not only talented in alchemy, but also so experienced in fighting. I really feel inferior to him!" Chen Duojin smiled broadly.
An Ling also looked at Gu Changhuan with a smile:
"I had known that Fellow Daoist Gu was not a thing in the pool. Today's fight was really enjoyable to watch. The thunder spell that Fellow Daoist Gu performed was also an eye-opener for me;
In the future, if anyone says that alchemists are not good at fighting, I will be the first to deny it."
An Ling, who was wearing regular clothes, changed his rigid and serious face and laughed happily with Gu Chang, looking very approachable.
Gu Changhuan smiled and said politely:
“It’s just taking advantage of the magic weapon’s sharpness;
And as you all know, I am a monk with five spiritual roots. I have broad spiritual roots and my true essence is deeper than that of monks of the same level. I also happen to have learned a powerful secret technique. Otherwise, whether I can win or not, I really don’t know.
It’s hard to say.”
Hearing what Gu Changhuan said, the three of them smiled, and after a few polite words, they changed the subject very knowingly.
During this period, Gu Changhuan also expressed his gratitude to Taoist Wanbao and An Ling, conveying his goodwill very straightforwardly.
The four of them stood together, and other Zifu period monks wanted to come up and talk to them, but for a while they couldn't find a reason and had to express their regrets.
After more than half an hour, Gu Changhuan did not look back at the Xianyuan Grocery Store, but went directly back to his residence.
After Gu Changhuan returned to his room, he activated the restriction with a wave of his hand.
Then he sat on the futon with a frown and began to recall the whole incident.
He just sat motionless on the futon and thought about it. For a long time, he suddenly sighed.