Chapter 1224 The Battle of the Top 8
Watch the sky peak!
Under the seemingly calm appearance, there is nothing calm at all.
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At this time, Chu Hen's Niwan Palace seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
The Dao Tree, which was originally as tall as a thousand feet, has more than doubled in size compared to before.
The huge tree roots like the earth horned dragon go deep into the ground.
The sturdy tree crown like a giant umbrella reaches directly to the sky.
The thick and solid torso of the Dao tree is covered with cumbersome rune secrets, such as the ancient text, which makes people unable to bear the meaning of the characters on it...
A long and deep river flows slowly around Daoshu.
What gathers in the river is the continuous and endless spiritual energy.
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At this moment, Chu Hen seemed to have a feeling of being integrated with the Dao tree, and his mind was connected.
It was like the holy soul in the Zhenyuan Zifu, who could clearly observe every subtle power change in the Niwan Palace.
Immediately, Chu Hen's mind moved, and Dao Shu glowed with a bright brilliance.
The runes on it flickered, and the countless strands of light merged together, and then converged into a silhouette of a human figure...
The figure slowly took shape, and finally appeared in the appearance of Chu Hen.
The light of runes lingers all over (body shēn), and the breath is extraordinary, like the soul of a Taoist tree.
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"Is this the Niwan Palace world of the sect-level tattoo artist?"
Chu Hen murmured in a low voice, his eyes were bright.
Compared with the sky-level tattoo artist, it can be said to be two completely different levels.
Then, Chu Hen clasped his palms together, and the Dao Tree behind (body shēn) released dazzling brilliance, billions of leaves swayed, and made the crisp sound of the wind passing by the silver bell...
The dense spiritual mist that filled the sky and the earth quietly dissipated.
Wherever you look, there are beautiful mountains and rivers, and the sky is vast.
Thousands of runes floated out, like spirit butterflies flying... The runes were like a rain of petals, and wherever they went, they condensed and turned into flowers, grasses, forests, water fish, butterflies and deer...
In an instant, the world of Niwan Palace, which was originally gloomy and deep, became full of vitality and vigor.
Every inch of the area exudes powerful fluctuations of spiritual energy.
Just like the true energy of the ancient realm powerhouse, the spirit power of the Zong-level tattoo artist is also inexhaustible... The derivation speed of his power has reached an extremely rapid level.
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"Buzz!"
The moment Chu Hen opened his eyes, the invisible strong aura caused the surrounding air velocity to change suddenly.
Feeling the strong power in his body, he couldn't help showing a knowing smile on his face.
However, at this moment, a hurried (body shēn) figure stumbled in from the entrance of the cave, and before he could stand still, the other person shouted at the top of his voice.
"Where is the person? Where is the person? Come out quickly..."
No need to think about it, the voice came from Wu Mian.
Chu Hen raised his brows slightly, and immediately got up (shēn) and walked towards the door.
Wu Mian almost cried when he saw Chu Hen coming out from the inside. His voice was choked up and he shouted, "I said, boss, are you still alive? I thought something bad happened to you last night..."
"What?" Chu Hen asked puzzled.
"You still ask me what's wrong? I still want to ask what's wrong with you... Do you know what time it is now? Are you not planning to participate in the quarter-final promotion?"
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Chu Hen was startled, and looked outside, only to find that the sky outside was already bright.
The soft sunlight is shining on the entrance of the cave.
"It's so late?"
The Dao tree that merged with Lu Liao last night had already forgotten the time before he knew it.
"Also, why are you still standing there?" Wu Mian lay on the ground, waving his arms anxiously, "Go... Hurry up! It's not your turn yet... If you don't go, it will be too late..."
"Wow!"
Before Wu Mian finished speaking, a rush of air roared past, and Chu Hen disappeared in place in an instant.
"I..." The corners of Wu Mian's eyes twitched, and he almost gritted his teeth with hatred, "I said boss, can't you help me up first?"
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Xingqing Peak!
Crowds of people, crowded!
The dark crowd gathered around the Lingxiao battle stage like a tide.
Pretty much the same layout as yesterday.
The senior elders of the Martial Sect and the eight masters of the peak courtyard are located on the viewing platform of Xingqing Peak in the north, and a large light curtain like a square mirror is suspended in the sky...
Unlike yesterday, only a few of the sixteen names on the top of the light curtain remained.
In the new round of Zongmen battle, the list of those who have advanced will also be refreshed accordingly.
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At this moment, a particularly fierce duel is erupting on the Lingxiao fighting platform in the middle.
The crowd off the court continued to cheer and applaud one after another.
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"Senior brother Qin Yan will win!"
"Brother Xiao Meng, come on!"
"Hmph, don't shout, no matter how much you shout, Xiao Meng can't beat Senior Brother Qin Yan."
"You're right. Brother Qin Yan is ranked seventh on the Tianwu Ranking, and his Lihuo Saber technique is superb. How can Xiao Meng, who is ranked eleventh, be his opponent."
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Qin Yan of Dongxuan Peak!
Ranked seventh on the Tianwu Ranking (body shēn) with a fierce and swift Lihuo Saber.
His opponent is none other than Xiao Meng, the genius of Xiqiong Peak who has the name of Young Master Qingcheng.
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The two were fighting inextricably on stage, sparks were flying everywhere.
A series of huge dark iron chains tossed up and down like dragon pythons, such as Hengjiang iron chains, exuding a powerful force to oppress.
Although Xiao Meng's offensive was intensive and tricky, Qin Yan was able to handle it with ease. Between his palms, he constantly transformed into a flaming mad knife. With every move and every move, he was extremely fierce and domineering.
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Ranked seventh and eleventh on the list!
There is a difference of four places in the middle.
It was supposed to be a battle without much suspense, but what is surprising is that after a fierce battle, Xiao Meng did not lose too much.
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"Hmph, so what if it's ranked seventh? May I ask who doesn't know that Young Master Qingcheng's Heaven-Capturing Saint Physique is good at attacking from the back. The more you hit the back, the more difficult it will be for your opponent."
"That's right, Senior Brother Xiao Meng will win!"
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"boom!"
A violent riot followed from the fighting platform, and Qin Yan and Xiao Meng fought head-on. The air was loud and the wind was like a tide, and the two of them moved towards the rear. Quickly withdraw...
"Hmph!" Xiao Meng's eyes turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice.
"The art of capturing the devil and sealing it!"
"Wow..."
In an instant, a series of strong iron chains broke through the table sharply, converging towards Qin Yan in the center from all directions.
Like dozens of dark and cold black dragon pythons, entangled inside and out, advancing one after another, like a huge birdcage, sealing Qin Yan inside.
Each chain is more than one meter wide.
Wrap it inside and out.
The iron chains rolled around each other, forming a huge iron chain ball with a diameter of more than a hundred feet... Countless gorgeous mysterious talismans flashed and emerged...
The iron chain ball converges at an extremely fast speed, like an ancient enchantment seal, about to seal the opponent in it.
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But just in the next moment, a monstrous aura of fury and domineering followed like a volcanic eruption.
"Lihuo Whirlwind Slash!"
Qin Yan's startled and angry voice exploded in everyone's ears.
Suddenly, a monstrous and majestic flaming sword light swept out from the inside of the huge iron chain ball. The rapidly rotating flame sword light was like a storm vortex that destroyed everything. Countless ring-shaped sword lights flew out, one after another A violent attack from within...
"boom!"
"Boom!"
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Incomparably violent and heavy explosions swept ((dang dàng) dàng) in all directions on the battle platform of Lingxiao, accompanied by the fierce scorching (hot) wind that crushed the space, and the solid ring-shaped blade lights completely wiped out the The huge black iron chain ball was torn apart and shattered...
Countless iron chains exploded the audience.
The earth-shattering majestic saber aura shocked everyone.
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All the disciples of Dongxuan Peak's eyes lit up.
"Senior Brother Qin Yan is Senior Brother Qin Yan, how can such a trivial skill hurt him?"
"The battle is coming to an end!"
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"Buzz!"
The scorching (hot rè) cyclones that are constantly stacking are lingering around Qin Yan's (body shēn) rapidly, his pupils are like flames burning, and when he puts his palms together, a bunch of rapidly expanding flame blades directly extend to hundreds of meters long... …
He looked at Xiao Meng in front of him coldly.
"You can be proud of being able to hold on to me for such a long time... But it's a pity that you can't beat me..."
"Hey!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a playful and smug smile quietly appeared on Xiao Meng's face.
"I'm afraid you are too happy!"
"Sen Luo, the extreme cold storm..."
Suddenly, an extremely cold force that was completely different from Xiao Meng's own (body shēn) strength attribute (nature) swept across and erupted quietly! !