novelhk Chapter 538 Causal Autophagy
Chapter 538 Causal Autophagy
Finally, amidst everyone's excitement, the barrier shattered, and the magic fell on Changqing's body. Blood splattered and scattered in the air, drawing a cold plum blossom.
The combined power of dozens of people is indeed extraordinary.
Changqing's vulnerability did seem a little unreal to them, but it was soon overshadowed by ecstasy.
Seeing that the attack was effective, these people showed even more ferocious looks, and their attacks became more fierce, with the color of their magic becoming darker and darker, as if they were determined to kill Chang Qing.
There was an uproar in the stands, and people kept clapping and cheering.
Many people stood up and looked at the ring eager to try. After all, if they could win the title of killing Chun Niuma, their future would be bright.
It's not only the vested benefits, but also the future reputation.
The magic was ferocious, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of Changqing's mouth. Regardless of his bloody body, his eyes were full of unwillingness. He raised his head stubbornly, and tried hard to hold up the barrier again, but one person's strength was not enough. Blood kept dripping, and Changqing's body was trembling, but he still had no intention of admitting defeat.
The crisp sound of the barrier breaking echoed, and the fragments of the barrier rolled back, tearing the clothes and revealing white marks. Countless colorful spells were reflected in Changqing's pupils.
"Bang!" The sound of flesh and blood exploding was heard. Many people's eyes turned red and they flew closer, with the tips of their swords pointing directly at Chang Qing's eyebrows.
The person in the front had an expression of ecstasy on his face, but before he could fly out for half a breath, a spell suddenly exploded on his back, and he was tumbled out. Unprepared, he forced himself to look in the direction from which the spell came, and then fainted.
This move really surprised everyone in the stands. They didn't expect that at such a critical moment, someone would stab them in the back.
"This man is mine!" Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man with an extremely ordinary appearance. His figure flashed and he rushed towards Changqing's head.
However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were dim, looking at the young man who was about to fall with the sword. At once, several rays of light lit up and exploded towards the young man.
The young man's face changed, and he turned around abruptly, raising his sword to block the fierce attack, but his body also passed Chun Niuma and flew to the edge of the ring, having missed the opportunity to kill Chang Qing.
Everything happened so fast that no one had time to react. Countless people were stimulated by this scene, and their eyes were filled with desire. In their eyes, Changqing seemed to be no one, but a treasure that was coveted. Everyone started to attack those who approached Changqing like crazy.
The words of the young man with an ordinary face were like a fuse, spreading wildly and difficult to stop. For a moment, the scene fell into an endless melee.
The patterns on the corners of many people's clothes turned a faint red, and they could no longer distinguish their opponents'. Everyone went crazy.
Except for himself, everyone present is an enemy.
Chang Qing, lying in a pool of blood, coughed up a trickle of blood and let the wounds on his body seep out bright red, staining himself.
Looking at everyone, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, but he suppressed it at an extremely fast speed, and he looked like he was seriously injured and would not live long.
Changqing, at least it looked like he was seriously injured. His blood stained the ground red and his face began to turn gray.
In the melee of thirty people, countless spells lit up, and people kept falling to the ground.
Someone in the stands seemed to have noticed something, but looking at Chun Niuma who was dying on the ground, he thought he was overthinking. The scene became chaotic. People in the stands watched the melee and pointed from time to time. These contestants who had spent a lot of money had unknowingly degenerated into monkeys in the zoo, for people to watch.
Sad? Yes, but not that sad.
Is it funny? Indeed, laughter comes from the heart.
Where does sadness come from? Where does joy come from? At this moment, no one cares!
People on earth would never imagine that the high and mighty immortals also have such a ridiculous side. They fight against their own kind like wild beasts. They do not look like immortals at all, but only have a soul controlled by endless greed.
In the baptism of spiritual light and life, a winner will eventually be born, and this winner is the most selfish! !
The spiritual light kept falling everywhere, but it did not fall within three feet around Changqing's body.
That ordinary young man was like a key that opened the Pandora's box and released the primitive evil thoughts.
All of them regarded Changqing as an easy prey, waiting for victory to appear, and then they would hold up the head of the victor. Even those who fell on the ground thought so.
The hideous laughter became more and more wanton, for no other reason than the decreasing number of people involved, but it became clearer.
In the stands, some people have already sat up straight, ready to make a move. This scene has aroused the deepest desire in their hearts, bloodthirstiness!
The battle before the final victory is always so crazy, throwing away all ethics and morals, leaving only the wild law of the jungle. Some people have a surging throat and swallow their saliva, feeling uncomfortable but excited, breathing rapidly and clenching their fists.
The people watching are restless, and the people inside are crazy.
The restlessness turns into drum beats, accompanying the notes transformed into madness. The expression of nature seems to make people forget the pain, leaving only the indulgent carnival.
A song, a feast, but only a pair of eyes, looking at the 'immortal' groaning in a pool of blood, so indifferent, so ruthless.
His class was reaching its climax at this moment, and his class seemed even more interesting in this pool of blood!
This moment, this lesson, turned into perfection, he commented.
But this is not over yet. He is still waiting for someone to hold up the crown and see if the result is as he expected.
All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way!
The screams weakened, and the laughter became clearer. The winner among the endless desires would be the hero.
There were only three people left in the air above the ring, a 'fuse' and two young men with extraordinary figures. The three of them formed a triangle and ignored the other two people and looked at them indifferently.
Fuse looked at the other two, shook his head and waved his hands, then retreated to the edge of the formation to make room.
After falling to the ground, the man straightened the body of an elite and drew a bloody smile on his face with blood, making him look even crazier. He squatted beside him, hugged the man, and chatted with him like a good buddy.
Of the two young men in the sky, one smiled disdainfully, while the other looked at him deeply.
Finally, their eyes met and sparks suddenly appeared. He was in the great perfection of the Yundan realm and was so young. It seemed that he was the new generation of favored one of the major sects, with a proud background, amazing talent, and endless ambition.
Perhaps Chunniuma was their chance to become famous, so naturally neither of them would give in to the other.
The collision began soon, spiritual power raged, and both of them used their best tricks. The terrifying magic continued to bombard each other, and the aftermath swept to the ground from time to time. The "fuse" narrowed his eyes slightly, but kept moving the unconscious person to the edge of the formation.
From time to time, he would exclaim in admiration: "This move is great, there is no mercy at all, whether it is for the enemy or for the innocent, he is worthy of being a hero!"
From time to time, he exclaimed: "Good, good, good! This move is really cruel, even better than the devil cultivator, not bad, not bad!"
The two people fighting above felt very uncomfortable when they heard the explanation of "Fuse".
PS:
(I wish to get rid of the old and create new ideas, and be new every day with the New Year;
May you have great luck and a bright future.
The spring of the past is long gone, but the coming year is bright;
May your wish come true and your life be peaceful and tranquil every year;
There is no worry every year, and Chang'an is always happy;
Follow the times and enjoy everything)