Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in the mind of the little novice monk Putuo, and the look in Gu Qing's eyes showed a hint of fear. This person must have a terrifying trump card, even the Dragon Subduing Arhat would not dare to force him.
Yes! It must be so!
The little novice Putuo's conjecture is indeed accurate. Facing the strength of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, Gu Qing has already communicated with the void space in the blood of the ancient demon in the belly of the golden ant. As long as he dares to take action, Gu Qing will instantly summon the Great Demon Finger Bone.
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Gu Qing didn't believe it. Even if this thief Bald had transcended the realm of transcendence, he could still be the opponent of the Demon Finger Bone?
The Dragon-Subduing Arhat had a compassionate face, but he was already furious in his heart. He was a transcendent existence, and he didn't expect to be subdued by a low-level monk.
Just now, when he was about to take action, his consciousness shook violently, and the horror of life and death emerged in his mind.
It’s been a long time since Arhat, the Subduing Dragon, felt this kind of feeling. Even if he almost died in nirvana when he was transcending the realm of separation, he still wouldn’t feel as terrifying as this feeling!
Although I don't know what terrifying methods this low-level monk has, when I saw Gu Qing's unbridled and ferocious smile, a trace of cold sweat appeared on the back of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, and the violent anger seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water, so he
With the scene just now!
The anger in his heart was suppressed, the Qi of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat locked on Gu Qing was disappearing, and the feeling of death dissipated in his mind!
Sure enough, a ray of divine light flashed across the eyes of the Dragon Subduing Arhat. He took a deep look at Gu Qing, then turned to the little novice Putuo and said: "Uncle Master! You came to the Holy Land from Mount Sumeru. The Lord Buddha already knows about it. Quickly
Let’s return to Mount Sumeru with my nephew!”
The words of the Arhat who subdued the Dragon made the little novice Putuo turn his eyes. Then he hugged the shoulders of the Arhat who subdued the Dragon and said with a smile: "Master nephew! Master uncle finally came to the outside world and returned in such a hurry. Doesn't it look very strange?
Boring!"
The actions of the young novice Putuo made everyone present look horrified. What is the status of this young novice in Mount Sumeru? Even the legendary Arhat Subduing the Dragon respects him as his uncle. Then who is his master? Going deeper.
Think about it, a thrilling feeling emerges in everyone's heart!
All the great masters and geniuses secretly swore that they would take a detour when encountering this young novice in the future and never offend him. Those two great masters in the realm of gods were a bloody warning!
No one noticed that the holding array in the void flashed a strange red light, and the blood sprayed by the two god-transforming monks disappeared strangely into the world!
"Since my uncle wants to stay a little longer, my nephew naturally dare not disobey!" Arhat Subduing the Dragon said in a low voice.
The Dragon Subduing Arhat clasped his hands and said to the Dragon Emperor Long Zhentian: "The Millennium Festival is the golden age of the Holy Land, and the poor monks and uncles are bothering the Dragon Emperor!"
Hearing the words of Arhat Subduing the Dragon, Dragon Emperor Long Zhentian's expression turned stiff, then he turned to smile and said: "Senior, in the capital of the Dragon Emperor, how can there be any nagging people to tell you straight, please, senior!"
The Dragon King invited the Dragon-subdued Arhat to take his seat, and the little novice Putuo naturally followed closely behind him, not even daring to look at Gu Qing, as if he was afraid that this evil man would eat him!
As the Dragon-Subduing Arhat arrived at the Kowloon high platform, all kinds of flattering words continued to sound from the mouths of all the powerful gods.
"The competition continues!" The words of the old eunuch Lin Kui resounded throughout the audience.
"Gu Qing! I didn't expect you to be alive!" Chu Kuangge looked gloomy as he strolled towards Gu Qing.
Gu Qing seemed not to have heard Chu Kuangge's words. Looking at the defensive formation in the void, a strange light flashed across Gu Qing's eyes!
Feeling Gu Qing's disregard for him, Chu Kuangge's face was extremely shameful and angry, and he roared: "Gu Qing, when I was in the ancient secret realm, I admit that I was not your opponent, but now I am a master of the fetus realm.
This young generation of the Holy Land, I, Chu Kuangge, am the true youth supreme!"
Chu Kuangge's hysterical roar made Gu Qing retract his eyes from adhering to the formation. He glanced at Chu Kuangge's crazy look, and disdainful words rang out in his mouth: "The fetus realm? He's just a waste.
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"Ha ha!"
Gu Qing's words made Chu Kuangge laugh loudly, murderous eyes flashed in his eyes, and ferocious and cruel words came out of Chu Kuangge's mouth: "Gu Qing! I have to say that you are really arrogant. I am the number one in the sanctuary.
The madman is indeed nothing compared to you!"
"However, even if your magic power is heaven-defying, you are only a monk at the level of condensation. I, Chu Kuangge, am now invincible in my cultivation. How can you compare with me?" Crazy roaring words spat out from Chu Kuangge's mouth.
How many days and nights have I woke up from nightmares. This face makes me hate and fear me. I swear that one day I will kill Gu Qing with my own hands to avenge the blood feud in the ancient secret realm!
"roll!"
Without even bothering to look at Chu Kuangge, Gu Qing strolled towards the ring where Ming Qiye was. Since he was participating in this thousand-year event, he naturally wanted to try the true abilities of these young geniuses!
With Gu Qing's current level of cultivation, he is convinced that none of these young prodigies can be his opponent. If there is anyone who can really give him some attention, they are Lu Youzhi and Zhao Xuanling from the Demonic Way!
As for Chu Kuangge, although he has cultivated to the stage of pregnancy, for Gu Qing, with all his combat power, Chu Kuangge can only end up dead!
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
I saw the ring where the magic sword was, the sound of the sword ringing across the sky, and several blood flowers flying. Fairy Feng Lingyun's clothes were stained with blood and fell to the ground, but the magic sword was still standing with the sword in hand as before, with a face
There is no fluctuation in the indifferent expression!
"I lost!" Looking at the magic sword on the ring, Fairy Feng Lingyun sighed and slowly walked down the ring.
"锵鎯"
The sound of the demon sword being unsheathed was heard, and the sharp sword energy was swirling around him. The demon sword was pointing at Gu Qing in the distance. The terrifying sound of the clanging sword was getting faster and faster, as if a violent storm was coming, piercing the sky.
The words sounded in the mouth of the demon sword: "Gu Qing! In the battle of Tianlong Palace, the demon sword was defeated by you. Today, the sword will be fully activated, and I will give you the sword!"
Feeling the strong fighting spirit surrounding the Demon Sword, Gu Qing stopped walking and walked towards the ring where the Demon Sword was.
Looking at Gu Qing's back, Chu Kuangge's face was filled with shame and anger. Gu Qing's disdain for him made Chu Kuangge want to kill this person now, but there was nothing he could do about the rules of the thousand-year event!
"Young boy from the Demon Dragon Way, I'll fight you!" Chu Kuangge shouted violently and turned into a golden stream of light and came to the ring where Demon Dragon Zi was. Since he had come to this thousand-year event of the Tianlong Dynasty, Chu Kuangge not only wanted to kill
Gu Qing also wants to get the title of Youth Supreme!
There was a scolding sound, and Shangguan Ling'er was slapped out of the ring by Zhao Xuanling. The blood at the corner of his mouth was sad and magnificent. Faced with Zhao Xuanling's cultivation in the fetal realm, Shangguan Ling'er was defeated in the end!
"Hmph! I'll fight you!"
A scolding sound resounded from the Kowloon high platform, and the Holy Maiden of Shengming Sect flew down and fought with Zhao Xuanling!
"Ming Qiye, I, Zhao Xuan, am here to fight you!" With a loud shout, Zhao Xuan, the disciple of True Lord Wuyou, appeared in the ring and without too much nonsense, he went straight towards Ming Qiye to kill him!
The three arenas continuously erupted with terrifying roaring sounds, causing the large number of monks watching to cheer!
Gu Qing's indifferent face faced Demon Sword Void, and low words sounded in Gu Qing's mouth: "You know you are not your opponent, but you still want to fight with me, you are good!"
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
The clanging sound of the Demon Sword continued to sound, and the terrifying shadow of the Thousand-Zhang Demon Sword appeared behind the Demon Sword. The Demon Sword's words were cold and solemn: "The Demon Sword has devoted his life to the sword. Even if he dies here, the Demon Sword will have no regrets."
Regret, take out your weapons and fight me."
Looking at the solemn expression of the Demon Sword, Gu Qing couldn't help but admire him. If among these young prodigies, who has the strongest will to immortality, I'm afraid it must be this Demon Sword!
This kind of immortal will that lives for the sword and dies for the sword. Although the sword takes a wrong turn, all roads lead to the great road. If this person does not fall here today, he will definitely become a supreme power that can move the heaven and earth in the future!
"Buzz!"
The void trembled, ripples spread, and a peerless fierce weapon appeared in the world. The bloody halberd looked miserable, and the endless murderous and violent energy floated on the halberd. The terrifying ferocious energy rose into the sky, making
The clouds in the sky are constantly exploding!
On the Kowloon high platform, a horrifying light flashed from the eyes of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat. Looking at the Immortal-Eating Halberd in the arena, an incredible look appeared on the Dragon-Subduing Arhat's face.
"What a peerless weapon! What a terrifying killing aura! Is there such a terrifying weapon in the world?" The murmured words came from the mouth of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat!
The little novice Putuo was even more jealous. He didn't expect that this peerless vicious man would have such a terrifying weapon. Looking at the big halberd in the sky, a look of greed appeared in the eyes of the little novice Putuo!
Feeling that his little uncle was drooling over this ferocious weapon, Dragon Subduing Arhat said with a straight face: "Uncle, although that weapon is terrifying, I am a member of the Buddhist sect, and my own aura is contrary to this ferocious weapon.
Don’t be greedy!”
Hearing Jianglong's words, little novice monk Putuo said with a flattering smile: "Haha! Master Jianglong's nephew, uncle, I just envy this guy for having such a magic weapon. You also know that uncle has a great hobby for all kinds of treasures, but
It’s just envy, haha!”
Although the young novice Putuo said so, he looked at the Immortal Devouring Halberd with great interest in his eyes. He was obviously thinking about how to get the weapon from Gu Qing!
As for the words of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, the young novice Putuo was completely dismissive. Gu Qing coveted his own Brahma Pure Glazed Body, so she couldn't peep at his weapons?
In the arena!
Gu Qing's body was filled with demonic light, and eight rounds of divine suns were crossing the void. He held the Immortal Devouring Halberd in his hand. Hundreds of thousands of souls were wailing, millions of blood souls were screaming, and the terrifying murderous aura blew up his scattered hair.
Thousands of blood souls floated on the halberd's hair, and the sound of mournful wailing resounded throughout the world!
"Buzz!"
The Immortal Devouring Halberd pierced the void and pointed at the Demonic Sword. Waves of ripples spread in the void, and terrifying and unpredictable power swept across the sky!
Looking at Gu Qing holding a big halberd in the magic light that reaches the sky, Demon Sword lowered his face, and a sad and stern aura continued to rise around him. The magic light in his eyes kept flashing, and the words in his mouth were sad and obsessive: "
I have a sword named Zhimo! The past is invisible and the future is unpredictable. It only manifests in this life!"