Chapter 570 Momentum and Undercurrent

Zhou Bai looked at Qian Wangsun, who looked serious in front of him, and felt the other party's determination.

So he sent a message and asked: "How many seconds into the future can you see?"

Qian Wangsun smiled: "Two minutes."

Zhou Bai was startled and remembered his previous action of arming their spirits: "Then you..."

Qian Wangsun: "I accepted it knowing it was you, thank you...it's very useful."

Zhou Bai looked at Qian Wangsun in front of him in surprise. He didn't expect that Qian Wangsun's acting skills were so good, and he even hid it from him.

Although it was a bit uncomfortable for Qian Wangsun to know some of his secrets, seeing that this ability was really hard to guard against in the future, Zhou Bai had no way to pursue it and could only say: "Don't tell anyone."

Then he nodded again: "If it takes two minutes, it will indeed be very safe."

Within two minutes, you can surrender at any time if you feel danger. And if it doesn't work, he still has 1 hour to go back in time.

Unlike Kong Chan, who had already died due to absorbing too much wish power. If Qian Wangsun is beaten to death in the ring, he can save his opponent.

Of course, it's best not to use this.

Seeing Zhou Bai nodding, Qian Wangsun breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "Let's do it for two minutes first."

Qian Wangsun remembered what the Enlightened One, Samadhi, once said to him.

…

"Qian Wangsun, when do you think your ability is the most intimidating?"

"When you don't know the full extent of your abilities?"

"Maybe, but in my opinion, maybe when no one knows how far you can really see, that's when you are the most threatening. When people don't know how many seconds you can really see, that's when people don't know how far you can really see. No one knows whether everything in front of you is still within your expectations and plans."

"So if you can, never let anyone know how far into the future you can see, including me."

…

In the whirlpool, Shifa slowly walked out and walked towards his original position under the gaze of everyone.

The destructive power he showed in this battle was no less than that of Shi Yun and Zhou Bai before. It once again caused a huge response among the human race, and countless people deeply remembered the name Shifa.

In Beihai City, where Leiyin Temple is located, every citizen and every household cried out as they looked at the death of Kong Zen in the projection.

Buddha Zikong Chan is extremely famous in Beihai City. He is kind and friendly to the people, and after absorbing the power of incense and vows, he has become the sustenance of countless people.

Witnessing Kong Chan's death was like shattering the hopes of many people. The cries spread throughout the underground city, seeming to plunge the entire Beihai City into a state of gloom and gloom.

"Kong Chan, you made up your mind and sacrificed yourself. Now you can be regarded as benevolent and benevolent."

The principal of the Hokkaido school, Zen Master Feng, stood deep underground, looking at the projection in the distance, sighing, clasping his hands together, and silently recited the sutra of the past life.

Behind Master Feng, Zen Master Yinhai, a deformed person in the ninth realm, shook his trunk-like body slowly: "Do your best and obey the destiny. For the rest, let's see what the plan of heaven is."

Zen Master Bu Bu looked at the hopeless stadium in the projection and couldn't think of any chance in such a bad situation.

He couldn't help but ask: "Is there really a chance of survival?"

Zen Master Wen Bu said calmly: "Since Brother Wu Se saw it in the void, it must be there."

…

In the square, when Shifa passed by Zhou Bai, he suddenly stopped and looked at Zhou Bai with calm eyes: "Has Kong Chan put all his last hope on you?"

"This fool..." Zhou Bai glanced at him and sighed: "He thinks too highly of you. I can deal with a guy like you with one hand, why does he bother like this... What a pity... "

Shi Fa smiled slightly, as if he didn't take Zhou Bai's 'harsh words' seriously, and said calmly: "Zhou Bai, the demonic nature in your body is difficult to tame. The higher your cultivation level, the more terrifying the backlash will be in the future. This means you have already embarked on the demonic path. The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end. I hope you can go back to the right path, so that you can live up to Kong Chan's sacrifice."

After clasping his hands and chanting something, Shifa left directly.

"Pretend to be a ghost." Qian Wangsun curled his lips and said, and after the other party left, he whispered: "But this guy is really a bit fierce. The Tathagata Seal he just used will probably be in vain for the monks in the seventh realm. This is still the case without using the dragon-elephant cassock and Tathagata's heart seal, so you have to be careful about him."

Zhou Bai nodded: "Don't worry."

The ensuing Daluotian discussion continued, and the great geniuses in Central City were seen showing off their magical powers, and the battle became more and more intense.

Zhu Lingwei was indeed drawn, but under Zhou Bai's control, she chose to give up voluntarily.

At this point, only Zhou Bai and Qian Wangsun were left as contestants from the three major sects, and all the monks from Jijian Pavilion and Leiyin Temple had been wiped out.

In the next three days, Zhou Bai's opponents all surrendered without giving him any chance to perform.

On the other hand, Zhao Yue, Shi Fa, Jue Ji, and Sun Jingping each took action, and they all showed the power to destroy the world, suppressing Zhou Bai's previous limelight, and Zhou Bai's momentum was directly wiped out. .

As the atmosphere in Central City became increasingly high, the momentum of the human audience in Xiyue City and Beihai City was sluggish, and they gradually developed a feeling and impression that Heavenly Court was indeed the most powerful and the monks trained by Heavenly Court were the best.

Especially when the geniuses on his side were easily defeated one by one by the monks from Central City, it was a huge blow.

Zhou Bai thought to himself: ‘Are you deliberately establishing authority? Let the monks from the four major sects be unconsciously shorter than you, and let the champion of Da Luo Tian Lun Dao be more convincing when he commands them in the future. Is this also a way to gather luck? ...It's a beautiful thought. "

Zhou Bai doesn't care about this. Anyway, the higher he is praised now, the worse he will fall when he is defeated by him, and the majesty of heaven will be lost more.

He was more concerned about the enhancements he had gained during this time.

In the past few days, a series of things happened among the immortals and gods, which aroused a series of undercurrents under the fiery Da Luotian discussion.

…

It was the evening of the fourth day of Daluotian's discussion.

Haiyi and Xiangtong came to a sewer together to collect filth and make sacrifices in order to continue to use the magic weapon.

It took Haiyi more than 2 hours to complete the purchase, but Xiangtong took 4 hours to complete the collection.

The difference between the two is the difference between getting the magic weapon one day earlier and one day later.

Haiyi looked at this scene with a gloomy expression: "It already took you four hours to complete the sacrifice today, so what if it takes eight hours tomorrow?"

"The quantity required for sacrifices is growing at a rapid rate almost every day. If this continues, one day we will not be able to meet the demand."

"How to do how to do?"

The two of them looked at the magic weapon in the sea of ​​​​consciousness with greedy faces. Thinking about the amount of sacrifices that would be required next, a trace of anxiety and worry appeared on their faces, for fear that the magic weapon would leave them.

"How about we go find the 'Buried Beautiful Boy' and see if there is anything we can do?"

The two of them did what they thought of and went to the construction site again that night, trying to find a way.

But soon after entering the construction site this time, I saw several groups of people, more than ten in total, all gathered around the wall where the 'buried handsome boy' was.

An immortal god was crying against the wall, with tears and snot on his face: "Please give me back the magic weapon! Please give it back to me! I promise not to miss the sacrifice again." ”

Someone looked at him and said to the people on the side: "It's really tragic. This guy was knocked unconscious yesterday when he participated in the Da Luo Tian Dao Forum. He missed the time for the sacrifice and made the thing fly away by itself."

Someone introduced to the family next to him: "This is the beautiful young man who was buried. You can go up to him to borrow the magic weapon later, and he will lend it to you. Be sure to do as he says."

There were others hiding in a corner, looking left and right at the incoming people, their faces full of alertness.

Seeing so many people, Haiyi and Xiangtong were dumbfounded: "Why are there so many people here?"

Haiyi looked a little ugly and said: "Although I know that things here can't be hidden for long... but it still spreads faster than I thought."