Chapter 619: The Top Four Go to War

Chapter 619

Crash.

In the deepest part of the super whirlpool, the liquid spiritual power was running crazily, like a water whirlpool. That kind of terrifying power was enough to tear a master who had survived the triple divine difficulty into pieces.

At this time, in the deepest part of the dark whirlpool, there was a spiritual light blooming, and only a figure could be seen sitting cross-legged, black lightning flashing crazily on the surface of his body, and faintly, there was a low sound of thunder.

And this figure is naturally Muchen who was trapped in the super whirlpool.

At this time, his situation was obviously not good. Black lightning flashed, and he had pushed the Thunder God's body to the extreme. However, the terrible power squeezed from all directions still made him extremely embarrassed. .

On the surface of his body, one can clearly see blood constantly seeping out from the pores. This is a sign that the physical body cannot withstand the oppression. The power within this super vortex is somewhat powerless even for Muchen's seven-striated thunder body. Resist.

Pfft.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Muchen's mouth. The blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, making the originally handsome face look a bit ferocious. He stretched out his palm and slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The pair of black eyes were full of coldness, but there was no fear at all.

"It's really hard to resist." Muchen's voice became a little hoarse because of the terrifying oppressive force, as if his throat had been traumatized.

He raised his head slightly, and as far as he could see, liquid spiritual power was spinning at high speed, constantly penetrating the terrifying oppressive force.

He could feel the sharp sting radiating from his whole body, and the sharp pain was gradually getting stronger, which showed that with his current physical strength, he might not be able to hold on for long.

And once he falls into a coma due to serious injuries, he will be teleported directly out of the Mirror of Judgment. Of course, at that time, he will also lose the opportunity to participate in the battle of the top four, and that step is something Muchen will never allow.

"Since my strength is not strong enough"

The young man raised his handsome face. Due to his age, this face still had a hint of youthfulness, but between his brows was a perseverance that was rare for a young man of this age.

He pursed his lips, but clenched his hands little by little, his eyes as cold as blades.

"Then become stronger!"

Muchen had asked Luo Li to leave first before, although most of the reason was because he would not let her enter dangerous places, and he left alone, but he also had some other thoughts in his heart.

In this sea of ​​​​judgment, although the spiritual oppression is extremely terrifying, this oppression seems to be of great benefit to cultivation. Of course, that premise is that you can really endure the spiritual oppression. Danger and pain.

And in this whirlpool, danger and opportunity coexist.

With the help of this threat of approaching death, a person's state can reach its peak, and this time is the best time to make a breakthrough.

Wealth and honor are sought in danger. At this time, there is no power that comes for free. This is the truth that Muchen believes in. On the spiritual road, in the Beiling Realm, and in the Beicang Spiritual Academy, he can gradually stand out, then This kind of success is not due to the so-called talent, but the walk on the edge of life and death.

"Luo Li, this time, I won't be absent again."

Muchen smiled slightly, and then his eyes closed a little bit at this time, and his hands quietly formed seals. At the same time, the black thunder light that filled the body also moved in an astonishing way. Dissipated at a fast speed.

And as the lightning dissipated, the torrent of crazy liquid spiritual power that had been blocked suddenly rushed in with terrifying power.

The terrible severe pain also surged in crazily at this time. Muchen could feel that his body was about to be shattered into pieces by the violent force. However, no matter how intense the pain was, he always maintained a trace of strength. During the Qingming Festival, black lightning was constantly shuttled among the muscles and bones. Under the pressure of the terrible force from the outside, these black lightnings with nowhere to go were forced into the muscles and bones bit by bit.

When the severe pain filled the air, Muchen's flesh, bones, and meridians were tempered by the black lightning, and began to become stronger little by little.

In the darkness, the young man sat quietly cross-legged. His body was gradually wrapped in blood seeping from his skin. The blood finally turned into thick blood shackles, covering him layer by layer.

Any fluctuations are isolated, as if the body in the blood shackles has lost its vitality.

And when Muchen was filled with darkness and severe pain, outside the judgment mirror, the atmosphere was pushed to the extreme by the overwhelming cheers.

Countless people are looking eagerly at the four figures flying over the golden battle platform. No matter how many dark horses appear in the process, in the end, only the four people in front of them can stand here.

They represent the pinnacle of this generation of all spiritual institutes.

Even though some people do not agree with their methods, they still can only secretly lament about their strength and talent. Such achievements have really eclipsed many geniuses.

"Muchen actually failed." Outside the golden battle platform, the somewhat pale Wu Ling looked at the four figures above the battle platform and couldn't help but sigh.

Behind her, Wu Yingying was biting her red lips. Her interest was a little low. Her beautiful eyes looked at the Mirror of Judgment absentmindedly from time to time, as if she was expecting something.

"Don't look at it." Wu Ling smiled bitterly and said, "Muchen is already very powerful. This time, he was just tricked by Ji Xuan and Xue Tianhe. Those two guys are extremely powerful. They calculated mentally but not intentionally. It’s not unfair for Muchen to be wronged.”

"And there is Luo Li here. She is not simple. If we really want to take action, I should not be her opponent. With her here, Ji Xuan and Xue Tianhe may not be able to win the championship so easily."

Wu Yingying nodded listlessly. Her sad look made Wu Ling roll his eyes. When he was defeated by Xue Tianhe just now, he had never seen this girl so sad.

"Muchen"

In the direction of Wanhuang Soul Academy, Tang Qian'er's pretty face turned pale. She couldn't imagine that that young man who was obviously a little younger than her, but always made people feel relied on and would never admit defeat, could actually Stop there.

Although the young man always had a calm and gentle smile, she knew that this did not mean that the young man could ignore the blows again and again, but that he was finally able to stand up again from the blows.

The body is still straight.

Perhaps the young man could still face this failure with a smile in the end, but that smile made her feel distressed just thinking about it.

"Mu Chen, you must work hard."

The girl gently clasped her jade hands together and prayed in her heart

In the sky, the five deans were also watching the four figures emerging from the Mirror of Judgment.

Dean Taicang sighed softly in his heart. He originally thought that Muchen would be able to rush to the end, but unexpectedly something like this happened. Fortunately, their Beicang Spiritual Academy was not completely wiped out. At least, Luo Li Still in the field.

"Haha, four of the four deans have appeared now. I think the battle of the top four should also begin, right?" Dean Tiansheng smiled at the four deans and said.

Dean Taicang frowned slightly and said, "Is Dean Tiansheng too impatient?"

"Haha, there is no need to rush. After all, the result has already appeared. Is Dean Taicang still waiting for someone to show up?" Dean Tiansheng laughed and said: "And according to the rules, as long as the champion has not truly With the emergence of the world, whoever can break through the Mirror of Judgment is still qualified."

Dean Taicang was silent. Although he knew that the probability was extremely small, he was always a little unwilling in his heart. After all, this Spiritual Academy Competition is extremely important to their Bei Cang Spiritual Academy, because the Holy Spirit Academy only needs to win another Spiritual Academy Competition. champion, then they will strive for the position of the head of the academy. Once Dean Tiansheng controls the position of the head of the academy, it is very likely that their Beicang Spiritual Academy will be replaced by Dean Tianyuan because of their poor performance in these years. On this basis, they were deprived of their title of the Five Great Courts.

"Then let's get started."

Dean Taicang could only nod in the end. At this time, he obviously could no longer object.

"Dean Taicang still understands the righteousness." Dean Tiansheng smiled, and then his eyes were directed at the four figures on the battlefield, and his voice as powerful as thunder resounded throughout the world again.

"First of all, congratulations to the four students who have broken through the Mirror of Judgment. You have advanced to the top four and are qualified to compete for the championship of this spiritual academy competition."

"There are no rules for the next championship battle. No matter how you fight, when the last person can still stand on the stage, he will be the final champion!"

"Wow!"

Countless people were in an uproar and were shocked. Instead of drawing lots to determine their opponents, four people were fighting on the same stage. Was this going to start a melee?

On the battle platform, the eyes of the four figures flashed slightly.

"The announcement has been completed, so next is the real highlight of this Spiritual Academy Competition, the championship battle!"

As Dean Tiansheng said these words, everyone could feel that the atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly became tense.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, and they wanted to know how this four-person melee would start.

In the sky where everyone was watching, Ji Xuan and Xue Tianhe looked at each other and smiled slightly. Immediately, their figures flashed and each appeared on the vast battlefield.

Xue Tianhe stared directly at the girl with silver hair in the sky, who was as cold as snow, with a cold smile in her eyes.

"Blood God Academy Xue Tianhe, please ask Beicang Spiritual Academy for advice!"

On the other side, Ji Xuan also smiled faintly, cupped his fists and raised his hands, and said loudly: "Ji Xuan of the Holy Spirit Academy, please give me advice from the Wanhuang Spiritual Academy!"