At this moment, rays of light cut through the sky and landed not far away.
They were Xuanyuan Jue, Xian Ruoling, Xian Bitong, Jiang Mengqiu, Jiang Chuan, and some members of the Jiang family.
Coincidentally, the scene of Wutan killing five three-tribulation gods in one go fell clearly into their eyes.
The sisters Xuanyuan Jue and Xian Ruoling were extremely surprised.
The former is an existence that is about to break through to the second tribulation god, and the latter is about to step into the first tribulation god. Therefore, they are very clear about the strength of the middle-aged woman and others. If it were them, they would think they could not do it, but Wutan can do it, which is enough to show that Wutan’s current combat power is far beyond their own.
However, Jiang Chuan's cultivation was too low. He only knew that the middle-aged woman and the others were very powerful, but he didn't know how powerful they were. Seeing Wu Tian fighting with dozens of gods, his face suddenly changed and he said anxiously: "Lord Xuanyuan, Lord Ruoling, Lord Bitong, can you please help Lord Wu Tian?"
The three of them did not answer, nor did they take any action. They just watched quietly, their eyes sparkling.
However, Xian Ruoling's gaze was looking back and forth between Wutan and Ai Qingyou.
Seeing this, Jiang Chuan became more anxious and said, "They are all the gods of the Despair Valley, Master Xuanyuan, you..."
Xian Bitong shook her head and said, "Don't panic. As much as I don't want to admit it, Wu Tian's strength is far more than this. These people are no threat to him."
"Even the God Lord cannot threaten Master Wu Tian?"
Even though Xian Bitong spoke so confidently and Xuanyuan Jue acted so calm, Jiang Chuan was still a little worried. Besides him, many other people were also very worried.
For example, it was Wutan who rescued Jiang Mengqiu and others and killed Jiang Da and his son. Otherwise, the Jiang clan would still be in dire straits.
Wutan is their benefactor. When his benefactor is in trouble, they, being simple-minded, will naturally worry about him.
As for Jiang Mengqiu, like Xian Ruoling, his eyes glanced back and forth between Wutan and Ai Qingyou.
One played the piano and music, the other charged forward to kill the enemy, just like a pair of gods and goddesses, which made them feel a little envious unconsciously.
It's said to be slow, but the whole process happens in just a moment.
"You little bastard, die!"
After several companions died in succession, the middle-aged woman and others finally came to their senses. They immediately summoned their magic weapons and used their magical powers to bombard Wutan.
"Now I will let you know the difference between a mortal body and a Heaven-Destroying Battle Body!"
Wutan's long hair fluttered, and he stretched out his hands, grabbing the two magic weapons directly and squeezing them hard. With a loud clanging sound, the two magic weapons instantly broke into pieces. Then he turned in the air, punched out with both fists, and burst out with divine power, breaking more than a dozen magic weapons at once!
At this moment, he looked like a god or demon, with powerful means and terrifying fighting power, which made people tremble!
"We underestimated him, let's go!"
The middle-aged woman shouted loudly, looking at Wutan as if she was looking at a devil, her heart filled with fear, and then she ran away without looking back!
“Swoosh!!!”
Seeing this, the others dared not stay any longer and fled to the bottom of the valley with fear in their hearts!
"Bury them all here!"
Wu Tian roared fiercely, and the divine power in the Canghai Sea emerged without reservation, turning into a gray wave, rolling in all directions.
"ah!!!"
Along with desperate screams, the bodies and divinities of the middle-aged woman and others were shattered one after another, blood splattered on the spot, dyeing the sky red, turning it into a Shura hell!
"puff!"
Wutan also spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
It had not been long since he broke through to the first level of a divine being. His divine power could not withstand such squandering. At this moment, the Zanghai Sea was already empty.
But he felt it was worth it.
Because after this battle, he was finally able to vent the frustration and anger in his heart. He felt relieved and relaxed.
Taking a deep breath, he lowered his head and looked at the God.
Immediately, the God fell to his knees on the ground with a thud, his face pale, his body trembling, and his heart filled with fear.
He wanted to beg for mercy, but he was too nervous to utter a single word.
Wu Tian landed on the ground and said calmly: "Do you know why I kept you here now?"
"You want... to make me watch them die... to scare me... to make me afraid... to make me desperate... You are a devil..."
At the end, the God couldn't help but roar hysterically.
Wu Tian said calmly: "You are quite smart. Yes, I just want you to watch the saviors you found die one after another in front of you, and let you die in despair. By the way, I also like to torture and kill scared people, because it is satisfying and satisfying."
Hearing these words, the God felt extremely bitter.
These words were originally said by himself to Wutan before, but he did not do it. Now Wutan returned the original words, and Wutan did it, because he was really scared now, and there was nothing else in his heart but despair.
"ah… "
Suddenly, he roared to the sky, with a mad look in his eyes, and said: "Wutian, I know that I can't escape today, but I won't let you have an easy time either!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly expanded, giving birth to an incomparable destructive force that rushed towards all directions like a tidal wave.
"Self-destruction of Godhead?"
Wutan shook his head, and his figure flashed, and he stood in front of Ai Qingyou. He pushed out with his big hand, and the rolling destructive force was immediately rolled back.
Ahead, thousands of miles of land were reduced to ashes in an instant, leaving nothing behind. The thick smoke turned into a long dragon and poured into the Canyon of Despair.
"puff!"
Wutan's body shook and he spurted out blood again.
The self-destruction of the godhood and the self-destruction of the divine weapon of the second tribulation god are only equivalent to the full-strength attack of the third tribulation god. However, after the Battle Soul Ring and the amplification of the second realm, Wutan already possesses the combat power of the third tribulation god.
Therefore, even if the God destroyed his own divinity, it would not bring him a catastrophic disaster.
After calming down the surging blood and qi in his body, Wu Tian closed the second realm and the battle soul ring, and his cultivation level plummeted to the level of a first-level divine spirit. Then he turned to look at Ai Qingyou and said with a smile: "Thank you for your company these days. I am much better now."
"Ding… "
Ai Qingyou finished the last melody, her delicate hands gently caressed the strings, the sound of the piano gradually faded away, she looked up and smiled, and asked: "Do you have an answer in your mind now?"
Wu Tian nodded, but did not say anything. Ai Qingyou did not ask any more questions. She looked down at the guqin on her knees and whispered, "You once said that this guqin is exactly the same as Chu Yiyan's Luoshenqin. I once thought about changing it for another one, but it means a lot to me. If I change it, I will be reluctant to do so."
Wu Tian smiled and said, “I understand what you mean, but there is no need to change it, because this is the first guqin you made by yourself, and it has nothing to do with the Luoshenqin.”
"Is it really possible?"
Ai Qingyou looked up at him, as if trying to discern something from his expression.
"certainly."
Wu Tian nodded.
Ai Qingyou smiled and gently stroked the guqin, as if stroking a lover. After a moment, she said, "This guqin has never had a suitable name. Can you help me think of one?"
Wutan looked down at the guqin, and for a moment, he felt a mixture of emotions.
On that night thousands of years ago, in the back mountain of Yanzong, a beautiful woman played beautiful music outside a thatched cottage, attracting hundreds of birds to pay their respects.
It was also on that night that he and she met, got to know each other, and fell in love.
But the good times didn't last long. Not long after, he and she were separated.
Now, there is still a beautiful woman in front of him, and there is still a guqin playing the same beautiful music. He doesn't want her to become an irreparable regret.
He smiled and said, "The sound of your piano can make people forget their worries and get rid of distracting thoughts. It is also because of it that you and I can be together. Why not call it the Worry-Free Piano? I hope we can live a carefree life in the future."
"Worry-free Qin..."
Ai Qingyou lowered her head and recited silently. Gradually, a charming smile appeared on her cheeks. She nodded and said, "Okay, from now on, it will be called the Worry-Free Harp."
"Wuyouqin... Wuyouqin... Hehe, named after himself and Ai Qingyou. It seems that after what happened with Sikong Yanran, Wu Tian finally made a choice."
In the starry world, Han Tian stood on the top of the sacred tree, grinning evilly.
Standing side by side with him were Di Tian, Ye Tian, Tian Gang, Shi Shi, the little guy, Shadow, the purple-eyed violent ape, and Xiao Wu Hao.
Upon hearing that Sikong Yanran was taken away by Sikong Lie, the gods of the temple came again. They were unable to calm down and retreat, so they gathered at the top of the sacred tree, paying attention to Wutan's situation and ready to provide support at any time.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened.
However, after hearing Han Tian's words, Di Tian hesitated for a moment and shook his head, saying, "I don't think so."
"How to say?"
Han Tian was puzzled.
Shishi and the others also looked over, frowning slightly.
Di Tian said: "Didn't you hear that Wu Tian just said that he hopes to live a carefree life in the future. With the word 'hope', the meaning is completely different. I guess he must be thinking that as long as he can reach the Hengyu period, he can have the best of both worlds. But if he can't enter the Hengyu period in the future, there will still be changes."
"Now that you put it that way, it makes sense."
Shishi nodded, then sighed softly and said, "Xian Ruoling, Nie Qiuyu, You Hanyun, Huangfu Mingzhu, Jiang Mengqiu, I have no right to say anything about these five people, but as for Sister Yanran and Sister Qingyou, I think brother should not let them down, otherwise he would be too heartless."
Di Tian said: "We have seen the efforts of Yanran and Qingyou, and we feel sorry for them, but the final decision depends on Wu Tian's choice. Well, Wu Tian is fine now, let's all go into seclusion!"
After that, several people dispersed, and soon Xiao Wuhao was left alone, looking very unhappy.
"If it's my opinion, women are the source of trouble, so it's best not to keep any of them."
He snorted, entered the medicine field and started to work.
Outside, Ai Qingyou had put away the Wuyouqin and stood beside Wutan.
Wutan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tidied himself up a little, then took her hand and walked towards Xuanyuan Jue and others.
"Young man, why did you massacre the people in my temple for no reason?"
However, at this moment, a slightly gloomy voice came from the bottom of the valley, with a hint of murderous intent in the questioning.
(End of this chapter)