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Chapter 403: A Man Like Me

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    Several people at the top of the Azure Dragon Region also had different expressions. Some shook their heads, some sighed, and some remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

    Others are more of a pity.

    "We just need to wait. There are avenue runes in this clay pot, which can easily crush him."

    The young man holding the clay pot shook the pot in his hand and said with a smile.

    "Okay, I finally killed this kid."

    "His blood is as strong as the relics of the ancient times. After refining him, the blood must be a precious medicine."

    "However, it's a pity for his invincible body."

    Everyone in the upper world was talking and laughing.

    Especially Song Feiyu, Song Feihong, Feng Lun and the others, all grinning from ear to ear, for fear that others would not know they were happy.

    The young man holding the clay pot also looked complacent. What everyone said was right, Xiang Tiancheng's refined blood could definitely be called a precious medicine.

    Xiang Tiancheng's eyes went dark, and when he saw the light again, what he saw was full of runes and patterns.

    He found that he was in an extremely empty area, surrounded by runes and formations that were extremely bright and shocking, hanging down like a galaxy of stars, spectacular and terrifying.

    He felt a huge threat, his strong body crackled, and his bones seemed to be crushed.

    There is also a terrifying force pulling on his body, as if trying to tear him apart.

    This is the power of the formation patterns and runes. There is only one way for him to go out now, and that is to find a way to break the formation before he is completely crushed.

    If other practitioners of the Four Extremes Realm are taken in, they will definitely die without life.  However, he is different, the experience of the previous life gave him many life-saving means.

    This kind of formation may seem extremely sophisticated to others, but in his opinion, it is only mediocre, as long as a certain amount of time is given, it is not difficult to break the formation.

    Thinking of this, without hesitation, he raised his consciousness to the extreme and searched around.

    A pair of deep eyes burst out with bright golden light, as if trying to pierce through the clay pot.

    While deducing the formation, search carefully.

    Soon, he discovered the formation's eye.

    Immediately shot, opened the eye with mad force.

    Outside, the young man holding the clay pot waited for a while and then spoke again: "It's almost the same. Last time, the Nirvana-level powerhouse only lasted for two hours. This time he is the same."

    "Oh, what a pity for that incomparable bow."

    Song Feiyu and others sighed regretfully, very reluctantly.

    "Boom"

    Suddenly, the potter trembled.

    "what happened?"

    The faces of the people around changed, and they said in surprise.

    The young man holding the clay pot was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, and said with a smile: "I understand, this is because his blood is too strong, and the pot's response also means that he has been crushed and turned into a pool of blood  .¡±

    I don't blame him for thinking this way, because the blood refining pot is really scary. He didn't know how many strong men's blood he had drunk, so he would never think about Xiang Tiancheng's chance to escape.

    In his opinion, unless the sun rises from the west, Xiang Tiancheng will have no chance.

    "So that's the case, how about let us see it?"

    Everyone was stunned, and their complexions returned to normal.

    "sure."

    "Crack"

    However, when he finished speaking, the smiles on everyone's faces froze instantly.

    Just heard a cracking sound, very crisp, right beside them.

    Everyone couldn't help looking at the clay pot.

    "impossible."

    The young man holding the clay pot shook his head, still full of confidence in the blood refining pot.

    "Boom"

    A huge fist, with a golden flame, directly penetrated the clay pot.

    "impossible¡­¡­"

    Everyone in the upper world exclaimed, unable to believe their eyes.

    The young man holding the clay pot had an expression of disbelief and stayed on the spot.

    With a sound of "snap", the clay pot burst directly, Xiang Tiancheng rushed out, and slapped the opponent's Tianling cover with a slap.

    Take advantage of his illness and kill him.  This blow was not without ferocity, it directly shattered the Tianling Cap, turning the entire skull into powder, which shot out from the cracked flesh and blood.

    The youth did not rest in peace, until the moment he fell, he still did not know.??Why does the blood refining pot break.

    "Can this come out?"

    The exclamation was loud, and the young people onlookers shouted, both excited and shocked.

    A group of top young people looked at each other in blank dismay, their previous guesses were all disintegrated with the moment the crock shattered, and no longer existed.

    "What kind of person is he?"

    The saintess of Yaochi talked to herself, and after saying such a sentence, the splendor in her eyes became more intense.

    "How can you still come out?"

    Song Feiyu approached, looking at Xiang Tiancheng in front of him, he asked himself that if he was taken into the blood refining tank, he would definitely die without a place to bury him.

    "This kind of thing can trap me? Even Shengfan thinks it is not strong enough."

    Xiang Tiancheng smiled casually, crushed a shard of clay pot in his hand, and then kicked away the young man who was punched to death by him.

    At the same time, before he could wait for everyone in the upper realm to react, the Great Wilderness Stick suddenly appeared in his hand and swept out.

    Looking carefully, after the Dahuang stick was swept out, it was a little different from before, there were wisps of subtle black light, which could not be seen if you didn't pay attention.

    Originally, he didn't want to use the Great Wild Stick, after all, the opponent is very unstable now.

    However, there are too many people in the upper realm, and a quick battle must be done.

    "Om"

    Wherever the Great Wild Stick passed, the void collapsed, and the terrifying force brought a scalp-numbing sound of breaking wind.

    "Rewind."

    Song Feiyu and others roared in shock.

    This blow was so sudden that it was equivalent to "surprise" them face to face.

    "Pfft"

    Song Feiyu and the others retreated quickly, but those who gathered around to watch the fun were not so lucky.

    A dozen or so people in the front row were directly crushed by this stick, and their blood was spilled horizontally.

    "Hiss"

    The gasping voice filled the seventeenth floor, and shock and bewilderment lingered in everyone's hearts.

    Some youths in the upper realm were ashen-faced, and they were even scared out of their wits.

    At this moment, they felt a deep sense of powerlessness, thinking that Xiang Tiancheng was invincible.

    "Don't run away, it's useless."

    Xiang Tiancheng's words were very gentle, but his body's explosive power was extremely fast, reaping lives time and time again.

    The gentle words, in the ears of everyone, are like the syllables of the god of death, extremely terrifying.

    He continued to choose Youdou, trying not to collide with a group of strongest youths in the Upper Realm.  Not because of fear, but because they are really short in number.

    Just like just now, as soon as he was trapped, the pressure on Wen Qing and Wen Lie increased sharply, especially Wen Lie, who was besieged by dozens of people, many of whom were in the third and fourth heavens of the four extremes.

    It was clearly visible that there was a terrible wound on his arm and on his back.

    However, Wen Lie is always Wen Lie, and the cultivation base of the fourth heaven is not weaker than anyone else.

    Coupled with the supreme supernatural powers in various imperial scriptures, killing people is as easy as harvesting straw, and there are countless corpses under the feet. This battle has truly played the power of the ancient god king body in front of the world.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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