C1422 Do Not Smelly Your Mouth too Much
C1422 Do Not Smelly Your Mouth too Much
In front of these people, there were only one to two hundred people. All of them exuded a powerful aura as they looked disdainfully at the entrance of the great hall.
At the entrance of the great hall, it was crowded with cultivators, and this time, almost all of the Southern Region participants were gathered here.
"Our Southern Region has only been divided into three palaces to begin with. If the last one is given to your Spirit Realm, would we even have a place to stay?" Southern Region! A white-clothed youth mustered his courage and said with a gloomy face.
They had been pushed aside by the other cultivators for the past few days. More than a hundred of them had squeezed into a palace. It was already very crowded. Not to mention training, even living here felt uncomfortable.
Normally, these people were geniuses from the imperial city and Holy City. However, after arriving here, their arrogance had already been erased within a few days.
Compared to the other realms, the overall strength of their Southern Region was obviously inferior. Most people only had Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage, and there were even a small number of people who only had Dao Combination Battle Immortal Stage.
An ordinary genius would be able to travel very fast in the field of alchemy, but their own strength was not that great. For cultivators under the age of 25, who could break through Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage and become a Pill Refiner of Saint Level, they could be called geniuses.
For people like Chu Yunbei, although they only had Hung Meng Battle God Stage in the beginning, they were still people of the Pill Refiner of Saint Level s. In the nine realms, they were geniuses that were extremely rare.
Needless to say, the current Chu Yunbei had already broken through to the Hung Meng Battle God Stage, so even if he was placed in the Chu Family Ancient City, there were very few people in the same generation who could compare to him.
"If there's no place to stay, then sleep on the street. Isn't that more spacious?" A youth dressed in an azure robe laughed calmly.
"Why don't you sleep on the street?" That White-robed Youth from the Southern Region frowned, he was furious to the extreme.
If Yun Xi was here, he would definitely be able to recognize him, because this White-robed Youth was his cousin Yun Zheng.
However, he did not die. During that period of time, he just so happened to leave the Wushuang Holy City to do something, and escaped a calamity.
"What did you say?" The green-robed youth glared as the aura of the Hung Meng Battle God Stage surged. Yun Zheng and all of the cultivators immediately began to tremble.
"I say, Murong Xi, how about your Spirit Realm? If not, it'll be our Eastern Region. The Eastern Region is not only adjacent to the Southern Region, but also to the Heaven Realm. We're all neighbors, so leave this palace to us, the Eastern Region." At this moment, a golden-robed youth at the side spoke up with a mocking tone in his voice.
He wore a golden crown on his head with an air of utmost nobility. His face was proud, and he unknowingly emitted the aura of a superior.
"Humph!" The azure-robed youth snorted coldly as he glared at the gold-robed youth. His name was Murong Xi, and he was a genius of the Murong Family.
Amongst the Spirit Realm cultivators that were participating in the Chu Family Ancient City, his talent in alchemy was only weaker than Murong Langchen's.
"I'll give you guys one last chance. If you continue to get out, I'll let you guys go. Otherwise …" Murong Xi's body released killing intent.
Divine Domain and region wanted a palace of Southern Region, but after just struggling a few times, the Southern Region cultivator gave up. And now, he actually dared to compete with him?
It was just that he did not think about it. In the beginning, there were three palaces, and the Southern Region cultivators still had a way out. But now, the Southern Region cultivators had no way out.
If they really were to be chased out into the streets by cultivators from the Spirit Realm, they would never be able to raise their heads in front of other realms.
As Murong Xi said that, the aura around his body suddenly increased, and his killing intent grew stronger.
"Or else what?" Without waiting for Murong Xi to continue speaking, a calm voice suddenly came from behind. The voice was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating, and all the cultivators present could hear it loud and clear.
"Who the hell is talking?" Murong Xi was the first to feel displeased, coldly staring at his surroundings. At this time, the people behind him opened up a path.
In the distance, a figure suddenly appeared. It was a young man in a black robe, with thick black hair fluttering in the wind, and a small white kitten on his shoulder.
The person who had come was naturally Dou Tian. Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Dou Tian roughly understood what had happened.
As a member of the Southern Region, Dou Tian naturally would not be willing to see others urinate on his head. Moreover, he would still need to stay here for a period of time.
Could it be that the grand Hall Master of the Asura Hall was going to sleep on the main street, what a joke!
"Was it you, you son of a bitch, who just spoke? Where did this beast come from!? " Seeing that Dou Tian did not pay attention to him, Murong Xi was immediately enraged.
The others also looked at Dou Tian in disdain. This brat was truly courting death, he actually dared to touch Murong Xi's brows.
"Puchi!"
Just as Murong Xi's voice fell, a light suddenly flashed in the air, following that, Murong Xi's body suddenly flew out, one of his arms was thrown high into the air, blood flying everywhere.
"Hiss ~" The crowd sucked in a breath of cold air as their pupils abruptly constricted. Everyone's gaze suddenly turned towards Dou Tian.
It was unknown when Dou Tian had disappeared. It was as if he had never appeared at all.
"Ah ~" Murong Xi let out the miserable shriek of a pig being butchered. His figure quickly retreated, and a black shadow flashed in his eyes.
Bang!
Before he could come back to his senses, a huge foot came down from the sky and stomped on his chest.
With a boom, the giant foot fell onto the ground together with Murong Xi. The ground fiercely shook as cracks spread out in all directions and dust filled the sky.
Through the dust, the crowd saw a black figure. He stood with one hand behind his back and stepped on Murong Xi's chest.
"Let me teach you a little bit about being a person, don't have a mouth that stinks! One arm is your price! " The black shadow heavily kicked at Murong Xi's ribs.
Murong Xi's body shot out, smashing towards the Spirit Realm cultivators, and there were a few people who charged forward to block Murong Xi's body.
The moment they came into contact with Murong Xi, they felt a huge force surging towards them, causing all of the bones in their hands to crack with a crack.
In the next moment, all of them fell to the ground at the same time, staring at the black shadow with hatred.
"So powerful!" The eyes of the crowd violently trembled, and those who had a playful look on their faces also revealed a cautious expression.
Being able to fight to the point where Murong Xi had no way to retaliate, was no ordinary terrifying feat. At the very least, it should be a Hung Meng Battle God Stage cultivator, but did Southern Region exist amongst the Southern Region participants?
He stood alone in front of the great hall with his back facing the door to the hall and the Southern Region Cultivator, and looked forward with a cold expression.
Who else could the black shadow be other than Dou Tian?
He coldly looked at the cultivators and coldly said, "Is there anyone else who wants this palace?"