"How is this possible!"

"His strength is so strong!"

Even at this time, the gray-robed cultivator still couldn't believe that he would be knocked away by the white-clothed young cultivator with a punch and be seriously injured. [No pop-up novel network]

Generally speaking, for cultivators, it must be that the longer they cultivate, the stronger their strength will be. Even ordinary cultivators with relatively high qualifications have enough time to cultivate for hundreds of thousands of years or even millions of years, and it is normal for them to step into the intermediate or even high-level Heavenly God realm.

And the same is true for extremely talented cultivators. The cultivators in the Lang Evil Hall are all extremely talented, but to become a high-level heavenly god realm, it will take at least tens of thousands of years of penance to cultivate, and they also need huge resource support. The various resources of the Lang Evil Hall are unique.

If Xia Yan followed the normal cultivation steps, then of course, it would not be possible to step into the eighth-level Heavenly God realm in such a short period of time. However, Xia Yan had a great opportunity and great luck, and when he entered the chaotic space this time, he actually obtained an extremely rare thunder fruit. There is a high chance that a cultivator will have a high chance of being a Thunder Fruit that has directly stepped into the Creation Realm from the ninth-level Heavenly God Realm!

In addition, Xia Yan has reached the conditions of small consummation and other conditions in his soul, so that Xia Yan can break through so quickly.

The two cultivators beside the woman in the yellow dress also showed a look of shock. Just now, they had seen the strength of the gray-robed man, and he was no different from the woman in the yellow dress. When the gray-robed man shot at the young man, they even thought that the young man would be killed with a sword.

And now the result is not expected by them at all. It's impossible for anyone to imagine it.

"What happened?"

The few cultivators who were collecting the power of chaos at the Chaos Power Spot all changed their expressions, and their eyes immediately looked at Xia Yan's side.

"Chen Dong is actually injured!"

"It's the hand of the white-clothed cultivator!"

"Let's go over and have a look!"

After a quick exchange, these cultivators all put away the Qiankun Altar where they were collecting the power of chaos, and in the blink of an eye, they flew close to Xia Yan and the others.

"Chen Dong, are you okay?" A tall and thin, bareheaded cultivator frowned, and a ball of spiritual power was released from his body, and he quickly checked Chen Dong's injuries.

"Much better!"

Chen Dong, who was blown away by Xia Yan's punch, his face was slightly red, he swallowed some healing pills, and his injuries were much better. For cultivators in the Heavenly God Realm, the injuries on the ** can be easily recovered, as long as the soul is not damaged, they don't care how serious the injuries are. Even if the meridians are damaged, you can use some precious fruits to heal quickly.

"Hmm. The bald-headed cultivator nodded, and then his eyes turned to Xia Yan, the light in his eyes flickered, and his aura condensed slightly.

"Who are you?"

"Why are you attacking us?" asked the bald man, his eyelids twitching, the muscles on his face trembling slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.

The cultivator who was able to fly Chen Dong with one punch was certainly not weak, so he didn't make a move, but asked out loud.

"It seems that he did it to me first!" Xia Yan looked at Chen Dong and smiled indifferently.

"The power of chaos!" Xia Yan immediately pointed at the power of chaos again, "If we drag it out like this, everyone will not get the power of chaos." Anyway, there are a lot of chaos powers, so we might as well collect them together, so that everyone is good for everyone!"

"Hehe, everyone is not stupid, they don't know this truth, right!" Xia Yan's eyes flashed, his hands were behind his back, his chest straightened up, and he said slowly.

"This person is very strong!" Chen Dong inhaled slightly, and said to the bald cultivator, "I'm afraid it will take some time to kill him." If we delay for too long, it will indeed affect our ability to collect the power of Chaos. ”

"How strong is he?" asked the bald cultivator.

"His attack on me just now has more than a trillion degree of attack power, and I don't think he has used all his strength yet!" Chen Dong groaned for a moment, and the voice transmission said to the bald cultivator.

"What? More than a trillion degrees?

The bald cultivator's gaze froze again, and his heart was shocked. Immediately, to the few cultivators beside him, the voice said about the strength of this young man in white, and several of them looked at each other, their faces slightly moved. The power of one trillion degrees, that is the power that only the ordinary ninth-level Heavenly God Realm has!

"Let's collect the power of chaos first, wait for the point to disappear, and then work together to clean up this guy! Hmph, even if he collects the power of chaos, it will be for us. In the end, the bald cultivator made a decision in his heart, and the voice was transmitted to his companion.

"Alright, that's it!" said several people.

"Hehe, brother, you're right, there are a lot of chaos powers in this piece, and it won't have any effect if everyone collects them together!" The bald cultivator smiled on his face, nodded, and said to Xia Yan.

In fact, they were secretly communicating just now, although it was a telephony, but Xia Yan could also guess it. Judging from the delicate expressions on their faces in front of them, these people definitely didn't let go of what had just happened.

However, Xia Yan didn't care, with his own strength, as long as he was a cultivator under the Creation Realm, if he wanted to kill himself, he would hardly have a chance.

"Haha, so what are we waiting for?

As he spoke, Xia Yan took the lead in flashing his figure, reaching the point of chaos power.

The three women in the yellow dress also glanced at each other, didn't say much, their figures moved, and followed Xia Yan to the point of chaos, and took out the Qiankun Altar to collect the power of chaos.

"It's really slow to use the Qiankun Altar to collect!"

Xia Yan took out the black Qiankun Altar, controlled his spiritual power, continuously sucked the power of chaos into the altar, looked at the power of chaos pouring into the Qiankun Altar like silk threads, and then shook his head. This kind of collection, even if it is collected for a year, it will not be able to collect much, and he needs a large number of Lang Evil Hall points, and of course he needs a very, very large amount of chaos power.

"I don't know, my Tower of Time, can I put the power of chaos into it!" Xia Yan's mind turned.

As early as when he was in the Lang Evil Palace, Xia Yan had thought that if he could put the power of chaos into the Tower of Time, it would be more helpful to his cultivation.

"Try it, anyway, you won't suffer!" Xia Yan thought in his heart, so he immediately secretly controlled the Tower of Time, urging spiritual power, trying to suck these chaotic powers into the tower.

"Oh?"

In just a moment in the past, Xia Yan sensed that a strange power was coming from the Tower of Time, and under the guidance of his spiritual power, he began to absorb the chaotic power of the outside world on his own. This power from the Tower of Time is extremely weird, even Xia Yan can't control it, even if he just uses his consciousness to get closer, every time he touches this force, he will be directly bounced away by a force.

"This ......"

Then, Xia Yan's eyes widened.

A chaotic force the size of a bucket flowed continuously towards his body.

Using the Qiankun Altar to absorb spiritual power, it seems to be just a trickle, constantly flowing into the Qiankun Altar. And now the Tower of Time has caused the chaotic power of the thickness of a bucket to condense into the tower.

The comparison between the two is simply jaw-dropping. The thousands of streams formed by the power of chaos are not as good as the buckets formed by the power of chaos. In just a few breaths, this large area of chaotic power with a diameter of 100 meters was absorbed by Xia Yan and quickly became smaller, becoming only ten meters in size.

"What's going on?"

The bald cultivator's eyes swept away, and all of them were hurrying to collect the power of chaos, but the power of chaos suddenly began to disappear, and they thought that the chaotic point was going to disappear, but the chaotic power that was constantly generated could still be seen, indicating that the chaotic point had not disappeared. Why, then, did the amount of this chaotic force suddenly decrease so much?

In a few more breaths, all the chaotic power of this large area was completely gone. Even the chaotic power that had just emerged from the misty point flowed directly into the Tower of Time in Xia Yan's body.

"How the hell did this guy do that?"

"Incredible!"

"How is this possible? Why is his body able to absorb the power of Chaos?"

"It's not his body that absorbs the power of chaos, it's something in him that collects the power of chaos. ”

At this moment, others no longer have the power of chaos to absorb, and the power of chaos that has just been generated is directly absorbed by Xia Yan, and the others can't even collect a slight.

Including the woman in the yellow dress, the three of them were all surprised, and their faces became gloomy.

"This kid has a treasure on his body!" said the bald-headed cultivator quickly to the other four.

"Do you want to do it?" Chen Dong gritted his teeth and said, he was injured by Xia Yan's punch, and the hatred in his heart did not weaken.

"Wait, those three are still there. Out of the corner of the bald cultivator's eyes, the three women in the yellow dress were present.

Xia Yan, of course, knew what was going on, but at this time, he couldn't stop. He didn't know how to make the strange energy that appeared in the Tower of Time disappear, even if he wanted to stop collecting the power of chaos.

Under the gaze of the others, Xia Yan had no choice but to smile dryly, and continued to collect the power of chaos as if nothing had happened.

"Peng Yu cultivator, the power of chaos has been collected by this kid, what should we do?"

A cultivator on the side of the woman in the yellow dress also had a flickering gaze and asked in a voice. The woman in the yellow dress is named Peng Yu.

"Wait and see, they will definitely not give up easily, and when they make a move against this young man, we are looking for an opportunity to make a move. Peng Yu pondered for a moment and replied.

The bald cultivator and the others would definitely not be willing to leave like this, they would definitely kill this young man and snatch the treasure from him. And the strength of this young man is also extremely strong. In a fierce battle, it is likely that both sides will lose. When the time comes, the three of them will be fishermen and will take all the benefits.

(To be continued)