Zhao Xiang, is it dead, You Meimei's eyes were flushed, and the crying stopped all of a sudden, as if Leng Buding was strangled by her throat, and her voice couldn't come out anymore, she was too sad, so sad that her mind couldn't even control her emotions Above the Jade Everest Peak Square, it also stopped at once, and all the pictures seemed to disappear with the hole of the giant ring piercing through the ground, whether it was a cultivator who rose into the air or looked at it with the divine consciousness that emanated, When they saw or learned that there was a bottomless hole five or six zhang wide on the stage, which ran through to the depths of the ground, all of them had a bad feeling in their hearts, and that dark and gloomy big hole seemed to them to be a huge mouth, a huge mouth that devoured Zhao Xiang's amazing and brilliant cultivation, not only devouring Zhao Xiang's huge mouth, but also a huge wound that pressed on everyone present, after all, Zhao Xiang shocked the flame beast in the competition with Ma Mingxiao, If it hadn't been for Zhao Xiang's action to suppress the fire attribute attack of the Fire Beast that was enough to destroy the bones, then none of the cultivators present would have survived At the time when the cultivators in the Jade Bead Peak Square stared at the black giant mouth with sad eyes, they saw the red-clothed protector of the Wuyue Sect Treasure Pavilion, who rarely appeared, flicked the red wide sleeves, and a stream of majestic true qi yuan power, under the flash of white light, it swept past the entrance of the cave.In the blink of an eye, the dark entrance of the cave disappeared, and the scene seemed to be like a dream, or there was never the slightest appearance on the stage, and the cultivators around the stage saw this scene, and at the same time shocked the unfathomable power of the red-clothed protector, they immediately realized that Zhao Xiang was probably fine, maybe he was hiding to the side unharmed, otherwise, as a red-clothed protector of the Wuyue Sect, it was impossible for the vast majority of the monks with such a calm face to be nervous, worried, and even sad emotions suddenly relaxed slightly, and they all suddenly focused on the five-zhang high stage"It's really a good supernatural power," Wang Tian shouted, "Zhao Xiang, I see when you hid" Everyone heard Wang Tian's shouting, and finally convinced that his life was safe, and then they really watched the competition, at this time, Wang Tian's hands turned over and over like wheels, and a stream of earthy yellow light flew away from between his hands in a three-dimensional way up and down, up and down, left and right, and what was particularly magical was that these lights seemed to be moving in a certain direction, a certain magic circle.What shocked the monks even more was the wisp of light, which condensed into thousands of arrows in the blink of an eye, each of which was extremely sharp, and the iron was as sharp as clay, because it reflected the sunlight in the sky, it burst out with a trace of cold yellow mangs, like the arrows of locusts flying across the sky, like a very cultivated civet cat pricking up its ears in unison, all listening to any trace of sound related to Zhao Xiang, more like a vicious wolf who has been walking for many years, sniffing the nose that seems to be able to search for everything, Capture any wisp of Zhao Xiang's breath, even a wisp of it, can't escape such a large number of well-guarded arrow nets hidden Zhao Xiang, never expected that Wang Tian in the early Yuan Infant Dynasty, his earth attribute aura has actually cultivated to the advanced stage of condensation and transformation, and at this stage, the attack of the divine power released by the earth attribute will make the opponent unavoidable, and the slightest negligence may suffer serious injuries or even fall, and Zhao Xiang has just used this kind of arrow magic power that can be attacked and prevented in Wang Tian.
I found that this kind of earth attribute attack actually fused Wang Tian's divine thoughts, that is, each arrow contained a trace of its divine thoughts, no wonder these arrows were extremely smart, like an army of arrows, attacking and defending him anytime and anywhere Zhao Xiang Tian, Zhao Xiang secretly said in shock, I really didn't expect Wang Tian's divine sense to be so powerful, even if it would not surpass him Zhao Xiang, but it would definitely not be too far from him Zhao Xiang Not only that, he was facing more than thousands of arrows this time, in a sense, Instead, an army of thousands of Wang Tian quietly and cautiously watched the arrows distributed in almost all the space on the stage, Zhao Xiang temporarily abandoned any action, and did not dare to make the slightest move, if there was a move, even if there was the slightest fluctuation, among the thousands of spiritual arrows, at least more than one of them would be caught immediately, and like finding a fat sheep, it would immediately rush like a tide, stabbing him Zhao Xiang into a hedgehog and turning it into a delicacy in his mouth, They all know that the temporary calm on the stage indicates that it is inevitably wonderful, hiding the storm of rage, and perhaps there is an unexpected and unexpected ending that fills all the space on the stage with arrows, falling under the eyes of the cultivators, and it seems that they have become the wolves and tigers waiting for the prey and waiting for the opportunity to give the cultivators a heavy blow, although these arrows look extremely calm, but the super spiritual pressure and cold meaning contained in them have passed through the layers of shields set outside the arena, making the hearts of the cultivators all shocked, and almost at the same time, the whole body was cold, Trembling this, this, this Wang Tianzhen is worthy of being a Yuan Infant Cultivator, his earth attribute aura has been cultivated by him so pure and vast, before he really attacks, his momentum is so unstoppable and unavoidable, it is really as powerful as a sword and a sword, how can Li Ke Turen face Wang Tian's attack and defense of such a tight arrow, Zhao Xiang thought of a way to crack it in an instant.The most dangerous place is the safest place, right, just do it Zhao Xiang thought so, and immediately threw out the blue mist with both hands.The blue mist immediately rushed like a tide in all directions.In an instant, the space was filled with force.The speed of this mist is so fast that the eyes of ordinary monks cannot be predicted.It was as if the fog was originally distributed in all the spaces above the arena.Just as everyone blinked and doubted what they were seeing.The scene that made the cultivators' jaws drop even more occurred in front of everyone's eyes, the blue Yingying mist actually turned into a crystal clear blue crystal, and thousands of arrows were actually sealed in it at once, and what made the cultivators around the stage close to the blue crystal lose their eyes was that they almost without exception saw that many Huang Yingying arrows in the blue crystal rushed to a certain direction and made an attack posture, that kind of posture that hated to disappear the target at once, not to mention the locked one, even if the cultivators who saw this scene, In his heart, he shivered in unison, and some of them actually broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads, but they only blinked, and even the cultivators who were far away from the surrounding of the stage also discovered the strangeness of these hundreds of arrows that made an attack posture in unison, just making a uniform posture, and did not really launch an offensive, could it be that Wang Tian just let these arrows pose in this shape that was not chic but extremely cold and murderous, did he not have the intention of killing Zhao Xiang, or was waiting for the best time to make a move, What is that huge blue crystal in the place where the enemy has no way to fight back, is it a powerful spiritual weapon taken out by Wang Tian or a killer weapon secretly sacrificed by Zhao Xiang, and he wants to win by surprise and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop. anns00: