"Level 8 violent!!!"
Booming...
With a loud noise, Qin Tian burst into an extremely powerful force.
The five hundred and twelve-fold attributes exploded, and Qin Tian seemed to run wild, mixing up and down with explosive power, and even the breath of white gas was spitting out.
The four of them felt a chill, their expressions were shocked, and they never expected Qin Tian to hide such a powerful force.
In an instant, Qin Tian stepped out and stood in front of Meng Lei, holding the dragon sword in his hand, a series of dragon roars erupted in the dragon sword, and the power of the heavens burst out to the greatest extent.
"Heavenly Sword."
"cut!!!"
"Oh..."
With a sharp sound, the dragon-shaped innocent energy is like a mad dragon going out to sea, attacking like a crack in the sky, and a huge dragon-shaped innocent energy in the space instantly envelops the four of them.
at the same time.
Qin Tian raised the knife with both hands, poured his arms into his whole body, and struggling to cut it out.
Under the eighth level of violent, 512 times the power is beyond imagination, this knife cut out, the ghost weeping, no one can stop!
"Rumble..."
The world is shaking, this knife, the world is dimmed!
Even the mighty saint Li Xiaoyao was faintly moved, his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "What a powerful force."
An explosion of pure power.
Not weaker than the power of any Dzogchen peak power.
A power comparable to powerful true Qi.
In the Conferred Demon Formation, Qin Tian cultivated his violent violent training to the eighth level. This was his back plan. He was worried that the shocking sword would not be able to kill the Emperor Huangquan, so he wanted to fight with eight violent violent.
It has not been used since the Sealing Magic Array.
Only he knows.
The power of the eighth-level rage and the seventh-level rage is too different, and Qin Tian can hardly control it. The whole body is full of power, and random movements can cause the space to shatter, and it is extremely powerful.
"Boom..."
The four were swept up, the dragon sword flashed, and one of them was cut into two parts.
The fifth person, die!
"Huh... Huh..."
Qin Tian panted like a cow. The eighth level of violentness was so strong that his physical body couldn't bear it. The power was constantly venting from the billion pores of his body.
The remaining three people were finally shocked.
They had never been afraid, but now they are.
In his eyes, Qin Tian was like a murderous god.
The cultivation method is too weird to explain at all.
In an instant, the expressions of the three of them were taken aback, and their footsteps moved back slightly...
"Want to escape?"
"Die!"
Qin Tian didn't stop his breath, his whole body strength skyrocketed again, rubbing against the eighth level of violent power, he still blessed him to kill a few more, otherwise once the time passed, his whole person would definitely collapse.
The physical body is already overloaded.
The trio's complexion changed, and they rushed out in three directions at the same time.
Qin Tianchao took a look at Li Xiaoyao, and suddenly Li Xiaoyao rushed out to stop a Taoist man.
Qin Tian overtook one, and the others joined forces to kill one.
The three crimson streamers flashed, and the speed was so fast that the naked eye could not keep up, but in Qin Tian's eyes, they were very slow, very slow.
He caught up almost instantly, blocking the person's path, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a grinning sneer, like a god of death, coldly spit out a word, "Death!"
As soon as the word "death" fell, Qin Tian's arms surged in vain, and he broke his sleeves directly, revealing the muscles like steel, hissing from the muscles, and his strength was constantly released.
"boom!!!"
It slashed out as fast as lightning.
It's like splitting wood.
The body split, blood splattered, followed by a prompt from the system.
The sixth man, die!
As Qin Tian attacked, Li Xiaoyao also shot out at the same time, and swept out the power of the mighty saint with a vicious kick, directly kicking that person to Qin Tian's side.
At that time, Qin Tian just cut and killed one person, without taking the knife, and the second knife directly smashed it down.
The seventh man, die!
"Rumble..."
Meng Fanyi's Taixu sword intent struck that person without any response.
The remaining few attacked in the same way, and that person rushed into the formation without reducing his speed.
The strength of Meng Fanyi and the others was too weak.
It can't cause any harm to him at all, just like playing a game, the monster's defense is too high, the attack can't keep up, and all the shots are MISS.
"Where to escape!!!"
Qin Tian roared out in a shocking manner.
However, he did not chase, one was too late, and the other was that his body could no longer bear it.
The flesh almost burst, and couldn't support it anymore. The sound just now was just a bluff, let him escape and spread it.
Either one escapes, eight people go in, and one person comes out. One can imagine how powerful the murderous intent in the gossip blockade is.
"Huh..."
Seeing that the man disappeared into the formation, Qin Tian stepped down and sat on the ground, panting for breath.
"Sect Master, how are you doing?"
Meng Fanyi rushed up first, and when he was about to help him, Li Xiaoyao suddenly drank and said, "Don't touch him. He can't bear any external force now, even a small touch."
"We are all to blame."
"If we are stronger, we will kill that person." Palace Master Jinyang looked at Qin Tian like this, heartbroken.
"Yes."
"If our cultivation base is stronger, we can also share a little bit more for the Sect Master."
"We are all to blame..."
A few people deeply blamed themselves, as Qin Tian's face turned red and white, and his heart ached even more.
"You... You don't have to blame yourself."
"They are all disciples of the Primordial Immortal Sect, their strength is too strong, even the strong Dzogchen can't hurt them a bit." Qin Tianping recovered his breath, stood up with difficulty, looked around, and suddenly said: "Where is the fat man?"
Sure enough, Monray was gone.
Just now Meng Lei violently walked away and became like another person. Everyone was paying attention to Qin Tian, not paying attention to Meng Lei behind him.
"what… "
A sharp scream came from the formation.
Then, there was a roar, shaking the earth.
Meng Lei grabbed the corpse of the Taoist man, threw it out fiercely, and shouted: "Hong Huangzong, Lao Tzu will not let any of you go."
"Rumble!!!"
There was a huge thunder in the sky, and the thick clouds exploded in an instant.
Outside of the gossip blockade, hundreds of thousands of troops were impatient, and several Dzogchen peak powers were walking back and forth, looking at the streamer formation from time to time, and they were very anxious.
For them, after a day, one day is missing.
Shouyuan is about to run out, and they will die if they don't get the amethyst pill.
Suddenly, a black spot appeared in the streamer.
The black spot grew bigger and bigger, and finally rushed out with a whistling, turning into a corpse.
"Disciple of the Honghuangzong."
Someone in the crowd yelled, and suddenly everyone panicked and their complexions changed drastically.
They have an incomparable understanding of the Primordial Sect. The strength of any disciple is the most powerful. Not only that, the disciples of the Primordial Sect inherited a mysterious power. This power comes from the outside world. Once it erupts, the strength is almost capable and powerful. The saint is comparable.
Rumor has it that this is the inheritance of the ancestral blood.
Millions of years ago, in the prehistoric continent, the predominant clan was famous throughout the sky, and some of them reached the realm of Dzogchen when they were born.
Because of this, he was pursued and killed by other big clans, killed and injured countlessly, and was driven out of the prehistoric continent.
After millions of years of lurking and development, the prehistoric family has risen again.
They are still relying on their blood, and after their rise, all those who persecuted them in the past will be driven to extinction.
On the Tianyuan Continent, the disciples of the Primordial Sect were the least among the top ten immortal sects. The total number of the sect was less than a hundred, and there were even more disciples of the third-rate and even non-little immortal sects than it.
However, the Primordial Sect has been prosperous for a long time, and the position of the head of the Ten Great Immortal Sects has not been shaken for tens of thousands of years, and they seldom come out to walk around.
Not to mention that the eight disciples were dispatched together today.
They have lived for thousands of years, and they have never seen a single person died in the Primordial Sect, and this "wish" has now come true.
"died."
"Eight people go in and only one body comes out?"
"The Thousand Machine Sect is in great trouble now."
"The Primordial Sect is the most mysterious immortal sect in Tianyuan Continent. Offending them is tantamount to digging one's own grave."
…
Wu Nian, Wu Kuang was shocked when he saw this, and shouted: "Qin Tian, you are joking about the fate of the Thousand Machine Sect, and you dare to kill the people of the Primordial Sect."
"Everyone, we don't have to do anything."
"When the Primordial Sect reappears, it must be when the Thousand Machine Sect is destroyed."
"Venerable Liuyun, do you think that the disciples of the Primordial Sect will give us the formula for the amethyst pill? They can easily overcome the catastrophe, what about us? Have you thought about it?"
"In your opinion, what should it be?"
"To attack with all strength, we must get the formula of Amethyst Pill before the Primordial Sect, otherwise, once we fall into the hands of the Primordial Sect, we really have no chance at all."
"Yes, yes, you can't let it fall into the hands of the Primordial Sect."
Suddenly, the eyes of several people were startled.
Venerable Liuyun stepped out, leaped high, and shouted: "Relying on the position of the prehistoric sect just now, all rushed into the formation and attacked with all his strength!!!"
They were crazy for the amethyst pill.
The 100,000 army was divided into eight teams and rushed into the formation according to the positions of the eight disciples of the Primordial Sect.
The gossip blocking array swallowed frantically, bombarded and killed.
But at this time, Qin Tian's mind kept ringing the experience prompts, and he had a first level in just ten minutes, and he was almost able to rise to the realm of the universe.
"Old Li, can you hold the formation?"
Outside the main hall of the divine palace, Qin Tian's face was pale, and his body weighed ten thousand jins. He came out of the space of his eyes, wishing to lie down and sleep for three days and three nights. The flesh of the air-breaking realm can't support the eighth-level violent, and can only break through the universe realm. If the physical body is twice as strong, it won't be like it is now.
He is pretty good.
After Meng Lei ran away, he killed the disciple of the Primordial Sect, returned to the formation and immediately collapsed into a coma, and has not woken up until now.
But Qin Tian wasn't worried, because the fat man's purring sounded loudly at this time.
Li Xiaoyao frowned, and said softly, "You have to be prepared, the gossip blocking formation will not last long."
"The array eye has been damaged a lot by the strength just now, the gossip mirror has cracks, and they continue to attack, I believe it will soon rush into the array eye space."
"How long can it last?" Qin Tian asked again.
"At most one day!"