amaotonovel Chapter 1483 No, is this really a battle between Nascent Soul stage cultivators?
Chapter 1483 No, is this really a battle between Nascent Soul stage cultivators?
No, do these three guys really have no shame at all?
A dignified cultivator at the Tribulation Transcending stage actually hid comfortably behind a junior and shamelessly begged for help.
In Qian Chen's eyes, this behavior was utterly shameless and a disgrace to the status of a Tribulation Transcending cultivator!
Not only him, but even the other Nascent Soul cultivators who were protecting him couldn't stand the absurd behavior of these three and started to mock them.
"Fellow Daoist, you see, don't you see? These three are simply using you! Why don't you wake up quickly?!"
"You young man are so naive, you've been sold out and you don't even know it."
However, Jiang Han completely ignored them and simply nodded slightly: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Upon hearing this, the laughter of the crowd abruptly stopped, then burst into loud laughter.
But Qian Chen didn't laugh; instead, he became even more wary.
He wasn't one of those brainless idiots. The swordsman's killing move just now was incredibly powerful; the opponent might have other killing moves in his hand.
What if we really push the other party to the brink and they decide to self-destruct their primordial spirit?
But then he thought again, with so many people blocking his way, even if he self-destructed, he might not be hit. So he shook his head and said:
"Enough with the sweet talk. Since you remain obstinate, I will show no mercy. Everyone, let's make our move!"
As he finished speaking, his wide sleeves whistled and he threw out three talismans that transformed into towering mountains, forming a triangular shape that blotted out the sky and crashed down upon the ground.
At the same time, the other cultivators also released spells. One after another, magical meteors rose from the ground, accompanied by booming whistles, twisting and burning the air along their path, circling around the giant mountain like starlight, and crashing towards the four of them.
Unlike any other time before.
This time, the three city lords showed no intention of fleeing, not even moving an inch. They simply stood behind Jiang Han, silently and expectantly watching the spells rain down upon them.
They knew Jiang Han's strength; long before he received the inheritance, Fellow Daoist Jiang was already able to instantly kill a hundred demon kings.
Now that the other party's cultivation has greatly increased and he has also received the complete inheritance of the Immortal Emperor, they are very curious to know how much his strength will increase.
In the blink of an eye, countless magical meteors rained down from the sky.
It's over.
Looking at the four figures below, Qian Chen could almost foresee their fate.
The reason they hadn't been able to kill the three city lords before was because the three were too slippery; every time a spell was cast, they could escape far away with their incredible speed.
Even if they can't avoid it, they will block it with various means. Don't be fooled by the power of their magic; it's actually difficult for them to really hurt their opponents.
This time, their spells had already landed and were almost in contact with the coiled thunder dragon, but instead of running away, the four of them were looking up at the sky, as if waiting for something.
What are we waiting for? To die?
The thunder dragon had already consumed a lot of its energy, not to mention it had used three high-level talismans. This time, the thunder dragon would surely be defeated!
A smile crept onto Qian Chen's lips as he imagined himself slaying the four and seizing the Immortal Emperor's inheritance.
But as he looked into the distance, he discovered that a dazzling seven-colored light suddenly appeared on the surface of the purplish-red thunder dragon.
The light was initially only a tiny point the size of a palm, but in an instant it covered the entire dragon's body. With a flash of light, the purplish-red thunder dragon transformed into a seven-colored divine dragon in an instant!
The seven-colored light was very familiar; it was exactly the same as the seven-colored light pillar that had erupted in the celestial palace before.
Qian Chen's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints, and a realization dawned on him.
Could this seven-colored dragon be the legacy of the Immortal Emperor here?
Before he could continue thinking, the seven-colored dragon swung its body, its long tail creating a ripple in the void. Its body spiraled up at a speed invisible to the naked eye, instantly shattering the three towering mountains that blotted out the sky. With a single swipe of its body, the dragon destroyed all the magical meteors.
In the blink of an eye, the seven-colored dragon rushed in front of them.
A colossal dragon blotted out the sky, its lifelike body gleaming with dazzling seven-colored light. Its ferocious head rapidly enlarged before our eyes, its enormous mouth wide open, as if a bottomless abyss of demons was closing in.
"No! When did they rush over here?!"
Qian Chen's expression changed drastically, his eyes reflecting the ever-growing maw of the dragon, his pupils contracting violently at an extremely rapid pace.
One moment, all he saw was a flash of colorful light, and before he could even blink, the seven-colored dragon was right in front of his face?
boom!
An incredibly terrifying force rushed towards him, and Qian Chen didn't even have time to react before the dragon swept right past him.
His physical body instantly exploded into a bloody mist and disappeared, leaving only a semi-transparent primordial spirit. It was slapped by the dragon's tail and flew away in a daze.
No?
What the hell? He was about to dodge, how did his physical body suddenly disappear?
Qian Chen's primordial spirit stared blankly behind him, wanting to see what exactly the dragon that killed him was and why it was targeting him.
But when he turned around, his whole body stiffened instantly, and he stood there dumbfounded.
As far as the eye could see, the seven-colored dragon had long since vanished. Only a beam of seven-colored light rose from the horizon, turned back like a shooting star, streaked across the sky, and fell downwards in an arc.
What remained before him was a group of equally bewildered and confused semi-transparent primordial spirits.
What happened? That dragon just now killed them all in one fell swoop?
No way, what was that thing? It just flashed by and they were all dead?!
No, no, no, is this still a battle between Nascent Soul stage cultivators? Can they, at the Nascent Soul stage, possibly possess such powerful divine abilities?!