Suddenly, a light of inspiration flashed through the little shaman Putuo's mind. A look of horror appeared when he looked at Gu Qing. This person must have a terrifying trump card, and even the dragon-subduing Arhat dared to force him.

Yes! It must be so!

The little shaman Putuo's guess is indeed almost the same. Faced with the strength of the dragon-subduing Arhat, Gu Qing had already communicated with the empty space in the ancient demon essence and blood in the golden ant's belly. As long as he dared to take action, Gu Qing would instantly summon the big demon finger bone.

Gu Qing didn't believe it. Even if this thief bald man is out of the body, can he still be the opponent of the big demon's finger bone?

The Dragon Subduing Arhat had a compassionate face, but his heart was already full of anger. He was an existence that transcended the body realm, but he was unexpectedly overwhelmed by a low-level monk.

Just now, when I wanted to do something, my spiritual sense shook violently, and a great horror between life and death emerged above my mind.

This feeling has not been felt by the Dragon Subduing Arhat for a long time. Even when he was transcending the fetal realm, he almost died of Nirvana, but he did not feel the terrifying feeling!

Although I don’t know what terrifying methods this low-level monk had, when I saw Gu Qing’s unscrupulous grin, a trace of cold sweat appeared behind the Dragon Subduing Arhat, the irritable anger seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water, so the scene just now happened!

The anger in his heart was suppressed, and the dragon descending Arhat locked in Gu Qing's energy was disappearing, and the feeling of death dissipated in his mind!

As expected, a divine light flashed through the eyes of the Dragon Subduing Arhat. He glanced deeply at Gu Qing, then turned around and said to the little shami Putuo: "Uncle Master! You came to the holy realm from Mount Sumeru. The Buddha has already known that you will return to Mount Sumeru with your nephew!"

The words of the Dragon Subduing Arhat made the little shaman Putuo turn his eyes, and then he hugged the Dragon Subduing Arhat's shoulder and smiled and said, "Mr. Nephew! Uncle Master finally came to the outside world and was so anxious to return, wouldn't it seem boring!"

The actions of the little shaman Putuo shocked everyone in the scene. What is this little shaman in Mount Sumeru? Even the legendary dragon-subduing Arhat respects him as his master. Who is his master? The deeper I think about it, the thrilling feeling appears in everyone's heart!

All the powerful men and all the geniuses secretly swore that this little novice monk must take a detour when he encounters him and must not blame him. Those two powerful men in the God Transformation Realm are bloody warnings!

No one noticed that the defending magic circle in the void flashed with a strange red light, and the blood sprayed by the two god-transforming cultivators disappeared strangely in this world!

"Since the uncle wants to stay for a while, the nephew naturally dares not disobey!" The dragon-subduing Arhat said in a low voice.

The dragon subduing Arhat clasped his hands together and looked at the Dragon Emperor Long Zhentian Dao: "The Thousand-year Grand Celebration is the prosperous age of the Holy Realm, so I am bothering the Dragon Emperor!"

Hearing the words of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, the Dragon Emperor Long Zhentian's face was stiff, and then he turned to a smile and said, "Senior, the magic master, why would he be disturbed and said directly? Please!"

The Dragon Emperor invited the Dragon Arhat to sit down, and the little novice Putuo naturally followed closely. He didn't dare to look at Gu Qing, as if he was afraid that this fierce man would give him food!

As the dragon-subduing Arhat came to the Jiulong High Platform, various flattering words kept ringing in the mouths of the powerful gods.

"The competition continues to begin!" The old eunuch Lin Kui's words resounded throughout the audience.

"Gu Qing! I didn't expect you to be alive!" Chu Kuangge's face turned gloomy and he walked towards Gu Qing.

Gu Qing seemed to have not heard Chu Kuangge's words. Looking at the defending magic circle in the void, Gu Qing's eyes flashed a strange light!

Feeling Gu Qing's ignorance of himself, Chu Kuangge's face was extremely ashamed and angry, and he roared with words: "Gu Qing, when he was in the ancient secret realm, I admitted that I was not your opponent, but now I am a master of the fetal realm. In this young generation of the holy realm, Chu Kuangge is the real youth supreme!"

Chu Kuangge's hysterical roar made Gu Qing's eyes look at the magic circle, and he glanced at Chu Kuangge's crazy expression indifferently, and the disdainful words in his mouth sounded: "Feder Realm? Just a waste!"

"Ha ha!"

Gu Qing's words made Chu Kuangge laugh wildly, and his murderous eyes flashed in his eyes. The hideous and cruel words spit out from Chu Kuangge's mouth: "Gu Qing! I have to say that you are really arrogant. Compared with you, the number one madman in the holy realm, I am really not worth mentioning!"

"But, even if your magic skills are against the will of heaven, you are just a cultivator at the level of Dan Condensation. I, Chu Kuangge, are now invincible in cultivation. How can you compete with me?" The crazy roaring words were spit out in Chu Kuangge's mouth, and the peerless murderous intent was blooming in the eyes of Gu Qing.

I woke up in a nightmare for many days and nights. This face made me both hate and fear. I swear that one day, I would kill Gu Qing with my own hands to avenge the deep blood revenge in the ancient secret realm!

"roll!"

Even if he didn't bother to look at Chu Kuangge, Gu Qing walked towards the arena where Ming Qiye was. Since he participated in this thousand-year event, he naturally had to try the true abilities of these young geniuses!

With Gu Qing's current cultivation level, he firmly believed that none of these young geniuses were his opponents. If he could really pay attention to it, he would only be Lu Youzhi and Zhao Xuanling from the Heavenly Demonic Way!

Although Chu Kuangge has been practicing to the realm of fetal formation, for Gu Qing, his combat power is fully activated, and Chu Kuangge can only end up dead!

"Sharp!"

I saw the sound of the Tongtian sword sounding on the ring where the Demon Sword was located, and several blood flowers were flying. The fairy Feng Lingyun's clothes were stained with blood and fell to the ground. The Demon Sword was still standing with a sword like before, with the indifferent expression on his face without any fluctuations!

"I'm defeated!" Looking at the magic sword on the ring, Fairy Feng Lingyun sighed and slowly walked off the ring.

"Clang"

The sound of the demon sword being unsheathed was sounding, and the sharp sword energy was hovering around him. The demon sword held the sword and pointed at Gu Qing from a distance. The terrifying and clanging sound of the sword was getting faster and faster, as if a storm was coming. The words pierced the sky were heard in the mouth of the demon sword: "Gu Qing! In the battle of the Tianlong Palace, the demon sword was defeated by you. Today, the sword intent was fully opened, and you will be given the first sword under your head!"

Feeling the strong fighting spirit around the Demon Sword, Gu Qing stopped and turned to the ring where the Demon Sword was.

Looking at Gu Qing's back, Chu Kuangge's face was extremely embarrassed and angry. Gu Qing's disdain for him made Chu Kuangge want to kill this person now, but the rules for the thousand-year grand event are here, so he can't do anything about it!

"Boy from the Demon Dragon Path, I'll fight you!" Chu Kuangge shouted violently, turned into golden streams of light and came to the arena where the Demon Dragon is. Since he came to this thousand-year event of the Tianlong Dynasty, Chu Kuangge not only wanted to kill Gu Qing, but also got the title of the Supreme Youth!

A delicate rebuke sounded, and only saw Shangguan Ling'er flying out of the ring by Zhao Xuanling. The blood on the corner of his mouth was bleak and magnificent. Facing Zhao Xuanling's cultivation level in the fetal realm, Shangguan Ling'er was eventually defeated!

"Hmph! I'll fight you!"

A slander sounded on the Jiulong High Platform, and the Holy Nether Sect’s Saint Female flew down and fought with Zhao Xuanling!

"Ming Qiye, I, Zhao Xuan, are here to fight you!" With a loud shout, Zhao Xuan, the disciple of Wuyou True Lord, appeared in the ring without too much nonsense, and directly killed Ming Qiye!

The three arenas kept roaring, causing the massive monks to cheer!

Gu Qing's face was indifferent and the demon sword void, and his low words sounded in Gu Qing's mouth: "I know I'm not an opponent, but I still want to fight me. You are very good!"

"Sharp!"

The sound of the magic sword kept ringing, and the terrifying phantom of the Thousand-Steps Demon Sword appeared behind the magic sword. The magic sword said coldly and solemnly: "The magic sword is devoted to the sword all his life. Even if he dies here, the magic sword will have no regrets. Take out your weapons to fight me."

Looking at the solemn expression of the Demon Sword, Gu Qing was unwilling to praise him. If among these young geniuses, who has the most firm will in the immortal way, I am afraid that this Demon Sword must be!

This will to be a fairy-tale will that is born for the sword and die for the sword. Although the sword is arbitrary, it leads to the great roads. If this person does not die here today, he will surely become the supreme power that moves the sky and the earth in the future!

"Buzz!"

The void shook, ripples spread, and a peerless fierce soldier appeared in the world. The blood-colored halberd seemed to be sad and radiant. Endless murderous aura rose and floated on the halberd. The terrifying and fierce aura rose into the sky, causing the sky to shatter!

On the Jiulong high platform, a horrifying light flashed from the Dragon Subduing Arhat's eyes. Looking at the Immortal Devouring Sphur in the ring, an incredible look appeared on the face of the Dragon Subduing Arhat.

"What a peerless fierce soldier! What a terrifying murderous aura! Is there such a terrifying weapon in the world?" The murmur words came out of the mouth of the Dragon-Surrendering Arhat!

The little shaman Putuo's eyes were even brighter. Unexpectedly, this peerless and fierce man had such a terrifying weapon. Looking at the halberd in the void, a hint of greed appeared in the little shaman Putuo's eyes!

Feeling the look of his little master's salivation at this fierce soldier, the Dragon-Surrendering Arhat said with a righteous expression: "Uncle Master, although the weapon is extremely terrifying, Uncle Master is a Buddhist. His breath is contrary to this fierce soldier. Don't be greedy!"

Hearing the words of the dragon, the little shaman Putuo smiled flatteringly, "Haha! Master Zhuanglong, uncle, I just envy this guy for having such a magical weapon. You also know that uncle has a great habit of various treasures, but he just envys him, haha!"

Although the little shaman Putuo said this, when he looked at the immortal devouring halberd, he felt a great interest. He was obviously thinking about how to get the weapon from Gu Qing!

As for the words of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, the little shaman Putuo was completely disdainful. Gu Qing coveted his Fanjing Glazed Glazed Body, and he could not peek at his weapons.

On the ring!

Gu Qing's body was filled with demonic lights, the eight-wheeled divine sun spread across the void, the Immortal Devouring Sphur was held in his hand, hundreds of thousands of sharp souls were wailing, millions of blood souls were screaming, and the terrifying murderous aura blew his disguised hair, and the thousands of blood souls were floating on the body of the halberd, and the shrilling wailing sound resounded throughout the world!

"Buzz!"

The Immortal Devouring Salvation Piercing Breeze and Stretching the Demon Sword, ripples spread in the void, and the terrifying power swept across the sky!

Looking at Gu Qing holding a halberd in the Tongtian Demon Light, the magic sword face was lowered, and a shrill aura kept rising around him. The demon light in his eyes kept flashing, and the words in his mouth were as sad as if they were obsessed: "I have a sword called Zhengmo! The past is invisible, the future is unpredictable, and it will only be manifested in this life!"
Chapter completed!