Chapter 1300 Life Is Thinner than Paper

"Kill!"

As he shouted, the aura of the Son of Destiny surged a bit, and at the same time, he had a spear in his hand.

This spear was rusty and had a rotten smell, but it was extremely sharp.

The Heavenly Soldier Sword in Ao Zijun's hand almost broke after just one collision with the broken spear.

Seeing this, Song Meng no longer stood by and watched.

She took action.

Her speed was very fast, and the Son of Destiny only felt a flash before his eyes, and a white palm hit his chest.

"Puff!"

The Son of Destiny vomited blood and flew backwards, and Ao Sanqian and Ao Zijun seized the opportunity to rush from the left and right.

"Bang Bang!"

Two powerful attacks fell heavily on the body of the Son of Destiny, and his body was actually broken apart, and hideous cracks appeared on his body.

"Damn it!"

The Son of Destiny was furious, but he was still somewhat rational in his heart, knowing that he could not be the opponent of the three people in front of him, so he chose to run away.

"Where are you going!"

Ao Zijun couldn't let him escape, so he chased after him immediately.

Song Meng even flashed in front of him and blocked his way.

"Go!"

The Son of Destiny activated nine tokens, which turned into a passage. He stepped into it and came to the center.

"Wow wow wow!"

Walking out of the passage, the Son of Destiny vomited three mouthfuls of blood, and his huge body quickly returned to normal. He became extremely exhausted, but compared with the frustration in his heart, the injuries on his body were nothing.

"I am the Son of Destiny, I should be invincible in the world, why did I lose! Why?"

He roared to the sky.

"No, they are outnumbered. If it weren't for the three of them joining forces, how could I lose!"

"Haha, yes, that's it! I'm still invincible!"

Just then

A sneer sounded: "They were beaten and fled, but they are still invincible!"

The Son of Destiny suddenly turned around and looked back, and found that Song Meng, Ao Zijun, Ao Sanqian and Gu Jie had appeared not far away.

"How is it possible? How can you enter here without collecting nine tokens?"

The Son of Destiny roared in disbelief.

"Who told you that you can only come here if you collect nine tokens?" Ao Zijun sneered.

"Today, this Saint Son will not bother with you, but in the future, I will make you regret it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Son of Destiny turned around and left. Although he was conceited, he also knew that he could not be the opponent of Song Meng and the other two now.

"There is still a future, wishful thinking!"

Ao Zijun sneered and attacked again.

Song Meng, Ao Sanqian and Gu Jie would naturally not watch and follow. This is not a ring match, there is no need to fight alone, mainly because the person in front of them is too annoying.

Under the attack of four people, the Son of Destiny, who was already seriously injured, could not resist.

He was beaten to spit blood repeatedly.

"Asshole, I am the Son of Destiny, you all stop it!"

"Hehe, you are the Son of Destiny, what is my brother-in-law?"

Ao Sanqian sneered and hit harder.

Finally, under the joint efforts of the four, the Son of Destiny fell with an unwilling roar.

Taixu Realm.

In a certain void interlayer, the face of the gray-clothed old man suddenly changed: "How is it possible, how could that kid fall?"

At this moment.

The void cracked, and an old woman came through the air: "I sensed that the boy fell!"

"It seems to be true!"

The gray-clothed old man became extremely decadent, like a deflated ball.

"Who killed him?"

The old woman's eyes were full of resentment.

"It's not important anymore!"

The gray-clothed old man shook his head: "It seems that we have bet on the wrong horse. Although that boy is blessed by destiny, he is not the real son of destiny!"

Speaking of this, the gray-clothed old man lost his decadence and laughed: "Hahaha, we still have a chance. Since that boy is not the son of destiny, there is really a son of destiny. As long as we find the real son of destiny, our plan can still be implemented!"

"Could it be that Qin Tian?"

The old woman said.

"It's possible!"

The gray-clothed old man nodded: "When he comes out of the outer temple, we will capture him first and test him. If he is really the son of destiny, we will train him with all our strength and let him inherit the plan!"

"What if it's not?" asked the old woman.

"Then kill him!"

A fierce light flashed in the gray-clothed old man's eyes: "He should also have a certain amount of destiny energy. Kill him and deprive him of his destiny energy. When we find the real son of destiny, we will inject his destiny energy into the other party's body!"

"It's a pity. We spent so much effort to train that kid, but we didn't expect him to die like this!"

"It's better to die, otherwise we will still pin our hopes on him!"

In the fifth-floor tower.

Qin Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly felt that something had landed on him.

Then, he found that his speed of enlightenment had increased a lot.

A few months later.

The wind path of the Chaos Realm was a small success.

Three years later, the earth path, fire path, and water path all reached a small success.

"This speed is too fast!"

Qin Tian said in surprise. At the same time, he was a little confused. What on earth had landed on him and made him feel so much more powerful.

However, Qin Tian did not delve into it and continued to comprehend the earth, wind, water, and fire paths.

Year after year.

Decade after decade.

Unknowingly, Qin Tian had been sitting in the nine-story tower for more than eight hundred years.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Suddenly, the Great Dao in Qin Tian's body trembled violently, and then the void split open, and a large amount of the Dao of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire fell down and was absorbed by the Great Dao.

This process lasted for six full hours.

But after the crack closed, Qin Tian's avenue expanded directly. At the same time, a mysterious energy fed back from the avenue, strengthening his body and soul.

When the enhancement was completed, Qin Tian tried it, and his physical strength had reached 100 million Taixu.

If cast method phase change.

With a tenfold increase, he can reach the terrifying billions of Taixu power in one blow.

What a majestic power this is. I’m afraid this is the extent of immortality and perfection, right?

It took eight hundred years for Qin Tian to comprehend the power of earth, wind, water, and fire in the Chaos Realm to a great level.

"Do you want to continue?"

Qin Tian thought about it and decided to forget it, because he felt that it was almost impossible. After all, he was now separated from the Chaos World by a world. Even if the Dao in his body could absorb the Dao from the Chaos World, it would be too strenuous and he would go to Chaos in the future. Realm, it’s never too late to understand it again.

The most important thing now is to integrate the wind path of the Chaos Realm into the Divine Wind Transformation.

Qin Tian spent more than a hundred years on this fusion.

"Kamikaze transformation!"

While drinking, Qin Tian suddenly disappeared on the spot, and hundreds of afterimages actually appeared in the fifth-floor tower.

Qin Tian was very satisfied with this.

"It's time to head to the sixth floor!"

With a confident smile, Qin Tian stepped into the sixth floor.

"brush!"

A creature from the tower appeared and launched an attack.

"brush!"

With a flash of his body, Qin Tian disappeared from the spot, appeared behind the god, raised his hand and blasted out.

"Bang!"

The opponent flew away in response, but the creature in the second tower also appeared behind him.

"puff!"

Qin Tian's body was penetrated, but unfortunately, what the opponent hit was an afterimage.

The real Qin Tianzheng sneered and punched out.

"Bang!"

The creatures in the second tower were also knocked away by Qin Tian.

The defenses of the creatures in these two towers were extremely high, and he really couldn't blow them up without using phase transformation.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The next moment, Qin Tian accelerated his speed to the extreme. For a moment, the sixth level of space was filled with his afterimage.

His true form is hidden in his own afterimage.

In the previous levels, Qin Tian did not rely on hard power to pass the level. He had been holding back a ball of fire in his heart, so he wanted to vent it, and the creatures in the two towers were unlucky. (To be continued)