"Chu Tian, I have to tell you that your master will probably die together with two opponents..."
Just when Chu Tian looked confused, Saint King Qingfeng spoke again, his helplessness evident in his words.
When Chu Tian heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly asked: "Why?"
In his opinion!
Although my master is at a disadvantage with one against two, the current situation is not bad.
Because the enemy also suffered heavy losses, Balao may not necessarily be defeated in the end!
"It's very simple. The thunder ring appears at this moment!"
"This kind of special thunder catastrophe is very rare even in ancient times. According to the records I know, every time it occurs, those who overcome it are 100% dead, with almost no exceptions!"
Qingfeng Holy King had a solemn expression and said in a deep voice.
After Chu Tian heard this, he fell silent for a moment.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the rapidly shrinking white halo in the distant sky, and his heart suddenly sank to its lowest point.
Although Holy King Qingfeng didn't completely say it just now, he could clearly feel the comfort expressed by the other party.
"No, I don't believe that Master will fall. He must find a way to solve the troubles he faces and persist until the last moment!"
After a breath, Chu Tian's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, he shook his head repeatedly, and spoke in a low voice to express his support for Balao.
"hehe!"
Seeing that Chu Tian was still so persistent, Qingfeng Holy King immediately sighed with a wry smile, shook his head, and said nothing more.
He said everything he could say and reminded everything he could, but Chu Tian still didn't believe it.
Then he had no way to force Chu Tian to believe his own judgment!
Thunder Tribulation Center!
In just two or three breaths, the white halo that originally had a diameter of more than a thousand miles shrank to only five hundred miles in diameter, and it continued to shrink rapidly!
As the white halo continues to shrink, the invisible squeezing force generated inside the halo becomes more and more terrifying, rising rapidly upwards!
Not only that!
In the halo, there was lightning and thunder, and the originally rare white dead thunder suddenly became everywhere, like a vast lake and sea, completely submerging the three of them!
Although the three of them were struggling desperately at this moment and trying to escape, no matter how hard they tried, they were always firmly bound inside by the white halo and could not escape!
In this case, the three people were injured. Not only did they have to deal with the fierce influx of a large number of white dead thunder, but they also had to withstand the rising and terrifying squeeze. It was adding insult to injury!
"kill!"
Suddenly, the two holy kings roared at the same time and rushed out to kill Balao.
obviously!
Although the two of them are facing a life-and-death crisis at the moment, they are still anxious in their hearts!
Only by quickly solving the source of the thunder disaster, Balao, can they survive smoothly and become the final winners!
"Zap, chop, chop!"
Seeing the two men rushing towards him, Ba Lao also showed a ferocious expression, holding the Immortal Killer in his hand, and slashed wildly towards the surroundings.
At this moment, he did not use any complicated martial arts.
Because I really don’t have the mood or the strength, so I can only use the simplest and most efficient attack!
Boom!
In an instant, three people and two parties were fighting each other. Countless lights of various colors, accompanied by a loud roar, quickly filled most of the white halo!
The crazy fighting under the weight of terror is obviously not as exciting as before, but when viewed from a distance, it is full of raw blood and shocking cruelty!
Within thousands of miles, eyes one after another were staring at the three fighting men, motionless, for fear of missing any key moment!
In the previous fierce battles between the Holy Kings, all kinds of great skills of the universe were used to attack each other!
For ordinary saint-level beings, the Great Technique of Qiankun is really too high-end.
They couldn't see any real essence at all, but now this primitive fight between the three people made their eyes light up instantly!
"Master, hold on!"
Chu Tian sat cross-legged on the top of the peak, secretly cheering for Balao, and at the same time stared at the three fighting men, comparing his own methods, constantly analyzing and learning, drawing inferences from one example, and internalizing it in his heart.
For him, meditating, practicing and absorbing spiritual energy is considered an improvement!
Practicing it yourself and watching other people compete is also considered an improvement!
Moreover, the improvement effect is often much better than the previous one, and even occasionally produces some miraculous effects!
"Ahh..."
The white halo continued to shrink, fierce fighting continued, and screams were heard one after another.
This kind of scream is not only caused by the painful injuries caused by the fighting, but also caused by the deep damage caused by the crushing of the dead thunder. The two accumulate each other and become more terrifying for a while!
Just a few breaths later, the diameter of the white halo shrank to 300 miles, and the amount of dead thunder squeezing inside was at least three times larger than at the beginning!
"ah……"
Suddenly, a scream came out.
After the screams came out, there was a bang!
The entire body of the short and fat Holy King exploded on the spot, turning into a ball of blood mist. In the blink of an eye, it was burned into nothingness by countless lightnings, leaving not even a trace!
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!
The people watching the battle from a distance were so shocked that they took in a breath of cold air after seeing this horrifying scene.
The heart in my chest was beating wildly, almost rushing out of my throat on the spot!
This is already the third Holy King to have died, and the pain he endured, the miserable state of his death, and the shock caused far exceed those of the previous two!
"Ahh..."
Just one breath later, another shrill scream came out.
I saw the tall and thin Holy King's body, starting from the soles of his feet and going upwards little by little, into nothingness. After just two or three breaths, only a solitary head was left, floating in the air.
"Ba Qingxuan...don't be too happy...soon you will be on the road with us and go to hell together!"
The only remaining head stared at Balao, with bloody eyes, anger spurting out, and spiritual thoughts surging, conveying a vague message not to be outdone.
"Haha, let's go to hell together... I'm sorry, I don't have time!"
Not far away, Balao was covered in blood, as thin as dry wood, with a weak breath, and the hair on his head was completely burned to ashes. After receiving the vague message, he smiled coldly.
After sneering, he turned his palms tremblingly and took out a mist-shrouded crystal spiritual grass. Without saying a word, he grabbed it and swallowed it into his belly.
boom!
In an instant, his aura surged crazily!
The originally thin body was like blowing up a balloon, becoming bulging again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sluggishness on the face was wiped away in an instant!
"What, 5,000-year-old fog spirit grass!"
After seeing this, the lonely head showed disbelief on the spot, screamed in surprise, exploded completely with a bang, and disappeared.
boom!
When only Balao was left, the white halo not only did not disappear simultaneously, but according to inertia, continued to shrink to a diameter of only a hundred miles, squeezed by dead thunder, and skyrocketed again!
"Hmph...stop it for me!"
At the critical moment, Ba Lao snorted coldly and clenched his right hand violently.
A three-color shield, the size of half a door panel, was instantly held in the hand and skyrocketed crazily. In just one breath, it skyrocketed to the size of a house and floated above the head!
Wow!
Threads of light flowed down, instantly surrounding Ba Lao tightly, and all the dead thunder squeezed out, and even more so!
Wow!
After only two or three breaths, all the dead thunder squeezed away quickly like a tide.
The white halo flashed slightly and disappeared.
Ba Lao put away his shield, looked down, and found that it was full of cracks. He immediately sighed and turned into a stream of light, soaring into the sky and flying away in another direction!
"Master, where are you going?"
Upon seeing this, Chu Tian's expression suddenly changed. He quickly stood up, used the Extreme Wind Sky Wings, and together with Qingfeng Holy King, accelerated their pursuit.
When other warriors gathered at the scene saw this scene, they immediately changed their colors and got up to give chase.
On that day, a shocking news that was so shocking that it was unbelievable spread throughout Central Continent!
The four kings and eight nobles took advantage of the opportunity to overcome the tribulation and surrounded and killed Ba Qingxuan. As a result, Ba Qingxuan succeeded in overcoming the tribulation and the four great saint kings all fell!
Not only that!
Eclipse Sword Palace, destroyed!
Xuantian Sect, destroyed!
The Yin Yang King Sect is half destroyed!
Nantian Dao Sect, half destroyed!
As soon as the news came out, a huge earthquake that was rare in thousands of years immediately hit Central Continent!