Immortal World Supplier

Standing on the No. 10 fighting platform, Zhang Tian was full of energy at this moment.

Xue Yi, Boss Fang's first guard, sent him a voice transmission just now, and he must win this fight!

Zhang Tian exhaled, and suddenly became energetic.

Winning is definitely okay.

Boss Fang Qi had already strengthened him before he played, Zhang Tian still feels a little confused.

He just ate a few fruits with strange flavors... Then his cultivation base gradually increased, and then he was promoted to the tenth level of the Nascent Soul Dzogchen Realm...

Follow Boss Fang...Promoting cultivation base is as simple as eating and drinking water...

Thinking of how a few months ago he was still a wandering bastard on the streets... Zhang Tian felt infinitely grateful to Fang Qi in an instant.

It is Boss Fang who made me, and only by Boss Fang's side can he have unlimited future!

"Game start!"

At the referee's order, the monks on the first floor of the Blood Moon Society Yuanying began to cast spells.

As soon as it came up, it was an absolute killer move, an earth-level middle-grade supernatural power was displayed, and a frantically stirring sword array appeared in front of Zhang Tian's eyes.

Thousand Swords Eat Soul.

If it was placed a few days ago, Zhang Tian might still marvel at the power of this sword formation... As for now, he only feels that there are countless flaws in this sword formation.

Whether the supernatural powers are excellent or not has a great impact on the combat effectiveness and cultivation speed of the monks... But the premise is to stand on the basis of the same level of monks.

When there is too much difference in the cultivation bases of two monks, in fact, no matter how high-level the cultivation skills are, it is difficult to make up for them.

"Python Fist!"

Zhang Tian shouted, clenched his hands into fists, and his whole body curled up instantly, like a prowling python, even his body shape changed.

"Pfft... This... Could it be that the Mana Python Fist is a low-grade magical power at the spiritual level?"

"I, Cao, it's true. I saw my cousin practice it a few days ago... This kind of supernatural power... I'm afraid the foundation-building stage monks are too lazy to practice..."

"Heh, don't talk nonsense, my cousin is already a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment!"

"Hahaha... I think Utopia is running like this this time... A spicy chicken monk who can only perform Maniac Fist also wants to fight against the Nascent Soul monk of the Blood Moon Society!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't you see that what he used was an earth-level middle-grade supernatural power Thousand Sword Soul Eater? Look at this proficiency...it should have been cultivated to an advanced level!"

"Hahaha... Although this Blood Moon Society is not one of the seven sects, its overall strength is considered one of the best among the twelve sects. It is normal for a member of the Nascent Soul stage to have an earth-level supernatural power!"

"Let's just wait and see how badly the cultivator of Utopia loses!"

The countless jeers and sarcasms in the stands were naturally inaudible to the monks on the fighting platform, so the sound was specially blocked in order to allow the monks on the fighting platform to concentrate on fighting.

But even if Zhang Tian couldn't hear the voice, he could still think of the disdainful faces of those people at the moment...

If someone had said that about him before, he would have blushed and felt extremely ashamed.

But now, on the contrary, there is a slight sense of enjoyment.

This is the benefit of staying with Fang Qi for a long time, the thickness of the skin increases geometrically.

For the truly strong, they actually like the feeling of being underestimated and then erupting at the last moment, slapping countless people...

Just one word, cool!

On the high platform, Li Shien and several sect masters of the Seven Sects are watching the battle, and the focus of their watching the battle is the fighting platform No. 10!