Zhang Tianji stood in the void, five feet in front of him were Xu Sheng.

He is still a plain face and a cautious attitude, but he has no breath.

Yes, he is a ghost cultivator...

But the problem is that it is not just Xusheng, but also tens of thousands of monks inside and outside Shuxuan Tower, between the water and the sky, and he still can't hear any voices.

There is only the sound of wind and water, as if the breath of the vast void, one in and one in and one in and one in, with an incredible sense of rhythm.

In this situation, it seems like a giant standing tall and invisible, ignorant, beside you, staring at you in ways that you cannot understand, observing you, and reminding you of his existence.

The contrast between grand and insignificant, the contrast between tangible and invisible, and the contrast between knowable and unknowable naturally produces terrifying tension.

Zhang Tianji must deliberately adjust his energy so that he will not be deviated by the rhythm of this "breath".

He looked at Xu Sheng's eyes again, but he saw a hole, just a slight reflection of light, as if it was the boundless cold starry sky outside the domain.

“It’s really a hell…”

Zhang Tianji knew that his mind was already in chaos.

He had guessed the only reason for this mysterious scene, and before he decided to appear, he never expected that he would encounter such a situation.

Zhang Tianji has never seen big scenes, and has also communicated face to face with powerful people who are far above him, but these experiences have no substantial help to the scene in front of him.

He didn't want to look directly at Xu Sheng's eyes anymore, and looked away, but he narrowed his eyes by the light of the sun.

It was also at this moment that his heart fell heavily again, and he was stunned again as he looked at the clear sky.

The so-called method of all things is to simulate objects and take shape, showing the wonder of all things...

On the viewing cloud platform, Guangwei Zhenren stood up suddenly, regardless of Ao Yang, Ao Xiu was stunned and said in a deep voice:

"We give in this game!"

The sound came to this side, and Zhang Tianji's face was like cast iron, but he did not object. He stood there, closed his eyes and could only sigh.

A lifetime of wisdom, and now all the destruction is gone!

The disturbance on the lake was shocking and the mind was blank, but I still didn't understand why the famous "True Lord of Fire Hell" gave up when he said he would admit defeat?

There was also chaos on Shuxuan Tower. Some of the monks stared at Xu Sheng, while others looked at Yu Ci, but no matter which one it was, it was one thing:

This... divine power from heaven, possessed by Taoist meaning?

No one would think that a ghost cultivator at the middle level of the step-virtual level, just a qi release will stir up the void of the world.

Xue Pingzhi was shocked: "Lord Hou Sheng is still in this world?"

Yu Ci was also a little surprised at this time. Unexpectedly, Guangwei really made a move, and Zhang Tianji was so happy.

He replied to Xue Pingzhi with a smile: "My close servant is simple and pious, and he is also considered a close-up building, so he can use his power for himself. This is a matter at the level of the gods, and it is a bit embarrassing to say... But Master Guangwei and Zhenjun Tianji said this, can we win this game?"

In the last few words, his voice was raised, saying it was for others to hear.

After the curtain, Mrs. Xia said for a while:

"The method of divine way is also one of the methods of practice. It is normal for the Lord of the Later Saint to have such devout disciples under the seat of the Lord of the Later Saint to use their magical powers to achieve normal law. It is a wise move by the Lord of the Emperor of the Supreme Saint to admit defeat, and it is also a wise move to express his respect for Lord of the Later Saint..."

At first, Yu Ci thought that Mrs. Xia was relaxing her cheeks for Zhang Tianji, but then she looked at the monks from all walks of life, from Xin Yi to Kan Xingli, who had not dealt with him, and then suddenly realized that he seemed to have been underestimating the deterrence and influence of the powerful God Lord in the True Realm.

Over the long years, the True Realm may have formed a complete set of etiquette and attitudes corresponding to powerful people such as the God Lord and the Earth Immortal.

It was Yu Ci who had been up and had too many "conversations" with the Rakshasa Ghost King, the Great Brahma Demon King and the others. Instead, he lacked accurate cognition. The only relevant scene of his knowledge was the appearance of the Blood Monk Slaughtering Spirit in the early years in the Cliff City. Now, it was also a scene that had been arranged long ago, and it could not be used as a reference.

If I had known this... would I have been wasting my work?

Just as he was complaining in his heart, Mrs. Xia declared: "In this way, there is no need to compete in the next two games. The Death Star is then dominated by Yuanxu Tianjun."

Whether it was Zhengyidao or the Chamber of Commerce, they remained silent. Zhang Tianji did not speak, bowed to Xu Sheng who was standing in the air, turned his head and returned to the viewing gauze.

Ao Yang and Ao Xiu didn't say much. The atmosphere around them was heavy. In fact, they did not leave immediately, which was a bit beyond the expectations of others.

The atmosphere inside and outside Shuxuan Tower was even more strange.

Even Xue Pingzhi probably didn't want to lose his etiquette and did not continue to ask about the "Last Saint".

The scene that just happened seemed to be forgotten quickly.

However, the people on Shuxuan Tower and the viewing cloud platform expressed their understanding, which does not mean that thousands of monks on the lake can accept it.

Although the skill of the Qianbao Taoist just now was difficult to understand, it was very exciting after all.

But Xusheng and Zhang Tianji's appearance started high and left low, which made people's appetite fully open, and then forget it?

Moreover, because Mrs. Xia was too sensitive, she did not reach the lake and could not even hear a reason for explanation. Isn’t she treating people as dishes too much?

The noise on the lake was unprecedentedly strong, but on Shuxuan Tower, monks from all walks of life ignored it, listened to it, and even ignored the discussion. They entered a state of silence like clay sculptures.

However, everyone's eyes were particularly flexible, and they shuttled back and forth between Yu Ci and Xu Sheng in the building.

As the center of people's attention, Xu Sheng did not show any other expressions, and he had never changed his expression. He only returned to the building and bowed to Yu Ci, and his figure had faded away and could not be seen anymore, which disappointed those who wanted to observe nearby.

But from this moment on, the atmosphere in the building finally returned to a little heat.

The scene of two or three or five people whispering to each other reappeared, and the focus of the conversation was naturally the one who had just disappeared.

On the one hand, it is also the core theme, and it is naturally the actions of the post-saint reflected in Xusheng. For a divine master, such a "condescending nobleness" is undoubtedly a posture: in a shallow manner, it shows the attitude of being determined to win the industry of Shangqing Sect in the past; in a deeper way... it depends on their own interpretations.

When I go back today, there must be a considerable number of people who can't sleep.

On the other hand, people also have some ideas about the ability that Xu Sheng has just shown.

Xu Sheng came strangely and disappeared quickly. In addition, the cooperation between Zhang Tianji and Guangwei Zhenren gives people a feeling of being a tiger-headed and a snake-headed person. Some people speculate that perhaps it is possessed by the power of the Later Saint, which is also a heavy burden for a ghost cultivator like Xu Sheng and needs to rest.

In other words, if Yuanxu Tianjun wants to intervene in which world competition next, this secret weapon should not be used anymore.

This gives people some comfort.

From this perspective, someone else complained to Zhang Tianji:

"The magical powers borrowed by Xu Sheng are shocking, but they may not be durable. Moreover, they should have some problems with the precision of using external forces to control them. If Guangwei Zhenren should not undermine the situation so quickly, let Zhang Tianji muster up the courage to fight and delay it to the end, it is not impossible to win."

"It makes sense, can you go up and try?"

“…It’s easy to win a game, but it’s hard to end.”

People with stubborn words always have something to say, but no matter what, now that the belonging of the Death Star has been settled, no matter how much people talk about it, they must have a head.

After the curtain, Mrs. Xia was also ready to start the next round of fighting talismans.

She pointed to the jade peng, and the clear voice sounded, and the aftermath was about to be finished. She was about to open her mouth, but suddenly she felt something in the center of the earth and locked her voice between her lips and teeth.

As for the monks inside and outside the building, they had already reminded Qingqing's voice and listened to her speech. Then they knew that they could not wait for it or wait for it until the lingering sounds dissipated and they did not hear Mrs. Xia's speech. It was strange that the sky suddenly darkened.

Why is it getting dark again?

Someone looked up and glanced out. When he saw the sky, he saw the dark clouds.

He hadn't reacted at first, so he took his gaze back, but he found something wrong halfway through, so he looked out again and almost threw his eyes out!

It's a god! I just washed the sky, where is the clear sky with sunshine shining on the sun?

Was it the long river of time that sent him back to the moment when the Qianbao Taoist won?

Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw foggy in the sky, white "fragments" falling down.

His first thought was:

It's snowing?

At this moment, inside and outside Shuxuan Tower, up and down Xiyu Lake, monks from all sides raised their heads and entered a dumbfounded state again.

Then under this cloudy sky, pieces, and the clear "snow crystal" slowly fell down.

If you look closely, it is nothing else, it is just a piece of talisman fractal, or it is simply a curled pattern, flashing with unfinished light, and it just falls under the lake, sinks into the water, or "melts" it.

On the lake, Wu Jing, who had already woken up from his sudden enlightenment, entered a dull state after seeing this scene.

"What's going on?"

Someone next to him replied: "It just got cloudy, then it was sunny, and suddenly it became cloudy again, and it snowed... Uh, it's this thing."

At this time, the "snowflakes" had already fallen closer. Wu Jing suddenly reached out and touched the broken talisman like a small snowball, connected it to the palm of his hand, looked at it for a moment, and put it in his mouth like a normal snowflake ice crystal.

Lin Shuangmu couldn't stop him, so he was stupid.

The next moment, Wu Jing's expression changed suddenly, he jumped three feet away, and he stuck out his tongue wildly:,

"Oh, mom...spicy, not...hot!"

Amid his screams, Lin Shuangmu saw that Wu Jing's lips and tongue were swollen at a visual speed.

Lin Shuangmu wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Even if Wu Jing was trying to death himself, a mere broken ring can hurt the powerful monk Bu Xu to such an extent. Looking at the sky, the endless "snowflakes" were floating and endless. After a little estimate, Lin Shuangmu felt his scalp explode.

Which strong man did this make a big deal?

Compared to these inconspicuous "poor people", monks from all walks of life enjoyed a different taste inside and outside Shuxuan Tower.

What they saw and heard was more than the monks on the lake and had higher eyesight. In the midst of the "heavy snow", some clues finally connected, connecting the situation before and after Zhang Tianji gave up.

"This snow..."
To be continued...