Chapter 577: Crazy Laughing at Cangsheng

Seeing that there were still two disciples who had hope of advancing, Master Chongling's face looked better. He glared at the Great Sage Pingtian and took a sip of tea.

The saints of the other major holy places also showed their magical powers.

Xu Yun of Jietian Peak's response did not seem as delicate as her figure, but full of fire.

She swung the long whip in her hand tightly, and actually formed a vacuum environment around herself.

All the thunders that fell were smashed to pieces by it.

This method consumed a huge amount of energy. Although Xu Yun was powerful, he could only protect himself, and the other disciples of Jietian Peak could not take care of him.

Although the other disciples had their own magic weapons, there was still an insurmountable gap between them and the magic weapon Binding Whip in Xu Yun's hand.

He was almost destroyed after being unable to resist a few thunders, and Saint Qi Jin had to rescue his saint.

"Great Sage Pingtian, who will compensate me for the loss of these magic weapons in my Jietian Peak?" Saint Qi Jin also looked at Great Sage Pingtian with a bad face.

"Aren't they just a few magic weapons? What's the difference between them and scrap metal in your Jietian Peak? Qi Jin, you are going to blackmail me?" Great Sage Pingtian rarely showed his thick-skinned side, which made people laugh and cry.

"Humph!" Saint Qi Jin snorted coldly, "Why don't you Jilei Mountain make a few scrap metals? I am a Jietian Peak specializing in recycling garbage!"

"Watch the game, watch the game." Great Sage Pingtian laughed and laughed.

In front of these saints who are almost at the same level as him, he is still more casual.

"What's so good? The two cats in your Jilei Mountain must have been promoted." Saint Qi Jin curled his lips with a look of disdain.

"The two saints of Jilei Mountain were promoted at the same time, what a good plan, Great Sage Pingtian." The Saint Master Chongling on the side also followed suit.

"Not only those two cats, but also a big white cat, which is probably invincible." The Saint Linyuan laughed.

He has Hanshu in Yaoshen Mountain, who is carrying the blue dream flame and is a fourth-grade martial king. The thunder can hardly pose any threat to him.

In addition, the soul perception of the alchemist is far beyond that of ordinary people. At this moment, Hanshu already has a large number of thunder beads, and there is almost no suspense in his promotion.

As eye-catching as Hanshu is the little white tiger representing the demon country.

The holy beast white tiger is the darling of heaven and earth. It did not restore its original body, but was naked, revealing its strong muscles.

The thunder struck its body, just like tickling, without any harm at all.

Looking at its expression, it seems that the numb feeling is somewhat comfortable for it.

Everyone nodded.

Not only that, the little golden roc king of Zhentianling and the centipede king of the bottomless pit all responded calmly in the thunder.

There is almost no suspense in advancing to the finals.

The bodies of the demons are so strong that it is frightening. At the same level, almost no human dares to fight the demons in close combat, which is tantamount to seeking death.

Everyone was a little emotional.

There are a total of 16 final seats. Although it is not too much that the demons have no seats, it is a bit scary if they advance 100%.

You should know that there are only five demons participating in the competition.

"This time, your demons are going to be in the limelight. Five saints will fight and all advance to the finals." The Saint Linyuan laughed and teased.

"It is not certain that all advance."

But before the Great Saint Pingtian could say a few humble words, the Saint of the Vast Sea, who had not spoken, suddenly said.

Everyone cast a puzzled look.

I saw the Saint of the Vast Sea pursed his lips.

Everyone looked at him with surprise.

In the center of the platform, the little sea god Xiao Cangsheng, with green eyes and a bald head, stood alone, and several water curtains rose into the sky, leading the thunder into the ground.

Under the protection of the water curtain, Xiao Cangsheng was unscathed, but the other saints of Penglai Fairy Island were annihilated.

His water curtain was much stronger than Lan Xiao's.

However, the saints had already seen this scene. Xiao Cangsheng's strength was indeed strong, but under the condition of attribute restraint, although he saved himself, he did not look for thunder beads.

The promotion rule this time was that the one with more thunder beads won. Even if all of them did not lose thunder beads, they could not advance without thunder beads.

So the saints did not pay much attention to this side, and their attention was mostly focused on the saints who were collecting thunder beads.

But now the situation suddenly changed. Xiao Cangsheng, who was standing in the center of the venue, suddenly shouted and raised his hands.

Surging waves rushed out with him as the center, covering all directions.

Under his careful control, these waves did not touch himself, but condensed with pure spiritual energy in the void.

The huge waves spread over a large area almost in the blink of an eye, and it has not stopped yet.

Water is conductive. The thunder descended and surged wildly with water as the medium, becoming more powerful as the water covered the area.

Everyone was slightly stunned. What was he going to do?

"Obtaining the thunder bead is not the only way to advance. Reducing the number of contestants can also help advance. If after two hours, only Cangsheng is left on the field, is the final still necessary?" After being humble for a long time, the Saint of the Vast Sea finally spoke arrogantly.

Xiao Cangsheng was going to draw the power of heaven and earth to fight against all the saints alone.

Everyone finally understood why the saints of Penglai Fairy Island were annihilated. With their strength, there were also some who could protect themselves in the thunder.

Just to reduce Xiao Cangsheng's pressure, they chose to give up.

Xiao Cangsheng's prestige in Penglai Fairy Island can be seen.

His ambition is also strong enough.

If all the saints are forced to withdraw from the competition by the huge waves mixed with thunder and lightning, then after Xiao Cangsheng is the only one left, there will be no suspense about the first place.

Good guy, Xiao Cangsheng actually wants to decide the final first place at this moment!

In the field, the sudden change caught everyone off guard.

Especially in Yaoshen Mountain, water overcomes fire, the rules of heaven.

Not to mention the huge waves mixed with thunder and lightning?

Lin Yang, who had been paddling, was the first to bear the brunt of it. The huge waves rushed towards him, forcing him to retreat again and again.

He could only hold the dozen thunder beads he had just secretly collected in his hand, dodge and move, and avoid the invasion of the huge waves.

But his junior sister, Saint Yan Zhi, was not so easy to deal with.

Yan Zhi's strength was relatively weak, and without the protection of Hanshu, who was extremely powerful, she was struggling to survive in the thunder and lightning.

Now that he had encountered Xiao Cangsheng's big move, it was difficult to continue.

Lin Yang was a little anxious and couldn't help but wanted to rescue him.

But he was stopped by Yan Zhi's eyes. She said something to Lin Yang silently, and raised her hand to indicate that she would withdraw from the competition.

Seeing this, Lin Yang's eyes condensed slightly, and his eyes fell on Xiao Cangsheng, who was like a sea god descending in the field.

If it weren't for Junior Sister Yan Zhi's advice to save my strength and not to reveal my trump card too early, I would never let you go!

When it comes to the finals, you'd better be glad that you don't meet me!