Ding Ping, Wang Zi, Wang Fei and others couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.
"Old Taoist, you're so shameless. It's obviously a martial arts competition, but you compete with a junior like a rogue in terms of internal strength."
"Shameless Luotian Palace would have such a scum appear."
"You are so mean. I despise you."
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These people made a big noise in the field, which immediately made many of the heroes watching the game "filled with righteous indignation" and accused Lao Dao. Of course, there were also many friends of Luotian Palace. Of course, these people were biased towards Lao Dao's side. The scene immediately became chaotic and the sounds of yelling and cursing could not be heard.
The five king-level masters looked at each other and saw the same view in each other's eyes--wait and wait before taking action. They always felt that this young man was special, as if there was an unknown fluctuation in his body.
The noisy crowd saw that the five king-level masters were indifferent, and the chaotic scene gradually calmed down. However, Ding Ping, Liu Tianzheng, Liu Ruyan and others were even more anxious. Shan'er was so anxious that her face was covered with tears.
At this moment, Dugu Baitian vomited up blood again. The ground around him was filled with blood crystals and was shockingly bright red. At this time, his face was pale and exhausted, and his upside-down body was trembling. He felt that his internal organs had been shattered and even...
All the muscles and bones in his body were broken. The pain had already numbed him and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
"Brother Baitian." A heartbreaking cry came from outside the venue.
The heroes all blinked to see a beautiful girl with a look of sadness on her face, rushing towards the field from outside the courtyard gate.
"Moon"
Listening to the voice that once fascinated and broke his heart, Dugu Baitian's mind immediately flashed the beautiful image of Situ Mingyue. How could he hear Yue'er's voice? Was it an illusion? Soon he saw someone in the crowd.
The pretty figure with a face full of anxiety and sadness kept rushing towards the field.
Dugu Baitian's mind was suddenly shocked and then blank for a while. Why? Why did he meet the moon here? Dugu Baitian lost himself again. Stars twinkled across the sky. Which one is you? The brightest one.
That one? Or a fleeting meteor? Or that holy and eternal bright moon? A heavy sigh arose in my heart, a feeling of helplessness and expectation. Beautiful and vivid bits and pieces all surged up in an instant.
Scenes from the past appear in my mind as if they are before my eyes.
A pretty little girl followed behind the boy and her voice was cute and sweet: "Brother Baitian, please slow down, I can't keep up with you."
"Brother Baitian, carry me on your back." The little girl climbed onto the boy's back and smiled sweetly.
"Brother Baitian, I want to marry you when I grow up." The little girl said firmly with a cute expression.
In a blink of an eye, the little girl turned into a bright girl. The girl hid behind the boy and reached out to cover his eyes. "Guess who I am?"
The girl took out a fragrant handkerchief and carefully wiped the boy's sweat and said softly: "Brother Baitian, stop fighting with them and play with me."
The girl snuggled on the boy's shoulder charmingly, "Brother Baitian, I want to marry you when I grow up."
In the blink of an eye, the scene changed again. The bright girl turned into a beautiful girl with a gorgeous and charming face. She was also wiping sweat for a young man, but the young man was not his graceful figure, sitting intimately with another young man.
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Dugu Baitian's eyes were moist with boundless bitterness, and large mouthfuls of blood welled up in his heart. Blood spurted out from his mouth again, and he closed his eyes weakly.
"Brother Bubaitian." Situ Mingyue screamed in despair, which was heartbreaking.
Bright red and bright blood crystals were flying in the air and falling down, like small beating hearts and like a large heart broken into countless halves.
Dugu Baitian's tall and majestic body was standing upside down, his long, dark hair was hanging down weakly, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a glimmer of crystal in the corners of his eyes.
Situ Mingyue almost fell to the ground in despair, swaying and struggling to squeeze into the crowd. Ding Ping, Liu Ruyan and others all had red eyes, clenched teeth, and clenched their fists. The five king-level masters looked at each other.
At one glance they knew it was time to separate.
The silver-bearded Taoist in the field still raised his hands in the sky, supporting Dugu Baitian's profound skills, and kept rushing towards the opponent. He was extremely excited, knowing that it wouldn't be long before this hateful young man in front of him would be completely eliminated from this world.
But at this moment, a wave of fluctuation surged outward from the center of the field. Although this weak wave was weak and pitiful, everyone really felt it. It was like a tiny stone thrown into the lake of heart. Everyone felt it.
There are ripples in people's hearts. Warmth, restlessness, hope, uneasiness... This is a complex emotion. I can't say what kind of feeling it is. A strange feeling surges in everyone's heart. The five king-level masters are no exception.
They stopped for an instant.
The five people looked at each other in shock. When their skills reached their level, they were basically unmoved by the outside world. However, at this moment, there were ripples in their hearts. Besides being shocked, the five people were also a little confused.
This fluctuation became more and more common, and everyone's heart beat slightly and rhythmically following the fluctuation. The Yinbeard Taoist in the scene felt it the most deeply. This fluctuation brought him deep fear. He has practiced martial arts for many years.
The martial artist's spirituality gives him an intuition that something bad will happen to him.
At this moment, Dugu Baitian's weakly drooping long hair suddenly fluttered upwards with the wind, and a faint light flashed through his half-closed eyes.
The heroes suddenly became excited.
"What's wrong? See how his head floats?"
"Look at his half-closed eyes shining."
"Is he accumulating power?"
"The next life is to be feared."
"Such a serious injury actually allowed me to use my skills again."
"That guy is like a cockroach that a weird cat with nine lives can't kill." The guy who said this happened to be next to Wang Fei, Zhou Tianzheng and others.
Zhou Tianzheng glared: "You are the cat, you are the cockroach, what they call the immortal dragon."
The guy was so frightened that he quickly hid aside.
There was a commotion in the competition arena and everyone was talking about it.
Shan'er's excited pen-hand shooter Situ Mingyue also stopped and the five king-level masters stood aside and watched quietly.
At this moment, an absolutely shocking breath spread from the center of the field like an overwhelming force. The crowd was silent for an instant. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and you were at a loss. Then a deep fear came from everyone's faces.
The heart surged. The shocking aura seemed to have entered everyone's hearts, and the deep fear seemed to have been buried in everyone's hearts since ancient times and was only broken out at this time. Many people were trembling with deep feelings.
Looking at the center of the field with fear.
Dugu Baitian knew that he was so stimulated that he was about to become a demon again. This feeling was exactly the same as when he killed two ugly young men in the woods outside Changfeng Town. A deep hatred rose up in his heart and gradually became boundless.
His mind was filled with hatred, and he had the urge to destroy the world.
His eyes were hot. From his half-closed eyes, he felt that the outside world was full of blood. Deep down in his heart, he longed for this bright red blood. He even had an urgent urge to create this kind of blood red. He wanted to kill like crazy and wanted to kill everyone.
everyone.
What a beautiful red! He admired in his heart. However, a sense of sadness rose from his heart. The endless sadness seemed to have flowed from ancient times, as if it had gone through countless years and vicissitudes and settled deeply in his heart.
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Everyone present also changed from the mood of despair and fear to endless sadness, unable to suppress the sad mood, and there seemed to be boundless sorrow in the sky and the earth.
The moods of the heroes present completely changed with the changes in Dugu Baitian's mood. In Dugu Baitian's heart, the thoughts of crazy killing and endless sadness coexisted. For a moment, the world seemed to be a mixture of desperate fear and endless sadness.
Dugu Baitian felt that the red light in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger. He knew that he was about to become a demon. He quickly closed his eyes for fear that his blood-red eyes would be exposed in front of the heroes. He knew that his skill was far from reaching the level.
The degree of becoming a demon is just that the body is temporarily stimulated and becomes a demon temporarily. It will recover automatically after a period of time.
At this time, although the Yinbeard Master's skill was still flowing towards him, he no longer felt that he was accepting this skill as if it were an ocean of all rivers and constantly stimulating every cell in his body.
The venue of four to five thousand people was silent and there was no sound.
Dugu Baitian felt that every cell in his body was activated, and the potential of his body was released in an instant. An unparalleled powerful feeling suddenly surged into his heart, so powerful that he had a desire to destroy the world.
Impulsive. This powerful aura was instantly released from the body, filling the entire place and shaking everyone's mind.
In the shocked eyes of everyone, Dugu Baitian used his palms to urge his power to rush toward the old Taoist Yinbeard. The old Taoist's feet crushed the green bricks on the ground and his feet sank deeply into the ground. Dugu Baitian was still on his head.
Shang Fei raised his roots upward. The surging energy he released caused the surrounding snowflakes to move in the opposite direction and fly towards the sky. The extremely powerful momentum made people have the urge to worship him.
The old Taoist's body continued to sink until his chest was submerged into the ground. Dugu Baitian suddenly pushed hard with both palms, then jumped in the air and landed on his head and feet. The silver-bearded old Taoist only left a white head and a pair of waving hands.
His hands were exposed on the ground.
The endless sorrow deep in Dugu Baitian's heart coexisted with the murderous intention to destroy everything. He was trying hard to restrain the vast murderous intention. However, he felt so uncomfortable in his heart that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.
"ah……"
The mighty sound was like a dragon roaring through the sky and like the voice of ancient gods and demons. Everyone present was shocked and their minds went blank. It took them a long time to regain their consciousness.
Dugu Baitian's top was shattered into pieces by the infuriating energy, and his powerful body was as long and perfect as a demon, automatically fluttering in the wind. His tall and majestic body was like a mountain, making people feel like they were looking up at a high mountain.
The snowflakes that were originally dancing in the air suddenly froze and stood motionless in the air at the moment when his clothes were torn to pieces.