Chapter 535: Talent collapsed

"If it weren't for spring, summer, autumn and winter, this kind of poem would be simpler."
Qin Yang was overjoyed, this old man's world didn't seem to have such poetry.
Taking talent as the cultivation base, taking talent as the knives and spears, verbal and verbal murder, and this kind of pure and unique poetry, although exquisite, is used to fight without the spirit of killing.
In which world, it is all about improving strength, even in the world of the old man outside the territory, it is no exception.
The old man from outside the field took a sigh of relief, his eyes rounded, staring at Qin Yang firmly. He didn't know his state at all, and he couldn't hold his mind at all.
At this moment, all the kings in the audience were staring at Qin Yang's figure, and at the same time, people from the entire continent who followed the Qianlong Contest also looked at the light screen.
Everyone held their breath, because they all knew that this was no longer as simple as writing poems. As long as Qin Yang could write two more poems, this old man from outside the field would definitely not end well.
The world is different, the rules are different, and the methods to defeat them are naturally different.
When a sea breeze blew by, Qin Yang took a deep breath, stretched out his hand as if stroking the breeze, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he spoke slowly.
"Long breeze, Xiaoyue night, long love, moon night, long love, rain. Listen to rain, send love, long night, love, long night, moon, dawn, and clear wind."
"You wind with a dream into a light boat, a dream into a light boat and a rain soft. A soft rain falls into a light dream, and a light boat enters a dream to swim with the wind."
The two poems are straightforward, and they are extremely relaxed.
As soon as Qin Yang's voice fell, the old man outside the territory was directly ashamed. His bulging cheeks seemed to be holding something, but he still couldn't hold it.
"puff!"
A large mouthful of blood was sprayed out and sprayed on the scroll of the heavenly calligraphy. In the black and white world, this color seemed particularly dazzling.
I always use others as ink, but now I have to use my own blood as ink!
"You...If you are in my world, you must be the overlord of one party..." The old man outside the territory was fragile and was completely defeated by Qin Yang.
His eyes gradually dimmed, and a sad smile appeared on his face.
"It can be seen that even if you are in this world, you are the proud son of the heavens." The old man outside the domain stared at Qin Yang, with a hint of success in his eyes.
"No, what is he going to use?" Huang Quan frowned.
Jiang Qiangwei also increased his vigilance, ready to take action at any time.
Qin Yang looked around disapprovingly, and saw that the scroll of calligraphy and painting was gradually turning into nothingness.
"It's not a loss to pull you back..." The old man from outside the field murmured, and his body became transparent together like a scroll.
"Pull me back?" Qin Yang felt amused, and reached out to stop Jiang Qiangwei who was about to rush, and said every word: "You try?"
Qin Yang didn't use the extremity, nor did he mobilize the rules of annihilation, so he looked at the old man quietly.
Jiang Qiangwei is a little urgent, but Qin Yang must have his reason for doing so.
The pupils of the old man outside the territories shrank, and the painting scroll of the heavenly calligraphy was about to return to nothingness. In his own domain, Qin Yang could even...immune to this last lore?
The emptiness of the celestial calligraphy scroll came to Qin Yang's side, but Qin Yang's body still showed no tendency to fade. He was in the painting, but not in the painting.
"It seems that I overestimated you." Qin Yang sighed, "You are no more than the Ninth Heaven of the Divine King Realm now, and your rule power is actually only a little higher than that of ordinary cultivators.
Qin Yang's eyes flashed brightly, "Compared to the real strong, you are still not worth mentioning, even if you let you exert your strongest strength, you still can't help me."
"Why... why?" The old man from outside the territory was almost out of sight, and the entire book scroll was about to disappear.
Qin Yang looked at the old man outside the territory and sighed softly, "Because you picked me, but I have..."
Qin Yang's divine speaking voice, the old man's eyes widened when he heard it, and he couldn't react to death.
Qin Yang's voice is: The Immortal Body!
Heaven and earth can't be destroyed, and rejection can't be rejected.
This is the true immortal body!
Others looked surprised, curious about what Qin Yang said, making the old man from outside the realm unstoppable.
"That's it...killed?"
"It doesn't seem to be that difficult..."
Here again, once they see others succeed, they always think they can succeed too.
Just like the cultivator who turned into ink before, he can only truly experience it when he really faces it.
But this is only for most cultivators, because they simply cannot understand Qin Yang's power.
For other cultivators, such as Xuanyuan Guqing, Emperor Tiangang and others, apart from deep shock, they were jealous.
If Qin Yang defeated the old man outside the territory by "normal" means, it would be better to say that Qin Yang defeated the opponent with the opponent's rules.
This is a poem, not everyone can know it!
The door of the secret realm reappeared, and the colorful divine light shone through the entire starry sky. Even if the dragon emperor had previously sealed it, only this small part of the door was still eye-catching.
"The door of the secret realm is open!"
At this moment, all kings were excited.
It's not that they can really start the Qianlong Contest, but...the treasure in this secret realm!
In addition to the accumulated deposits of thousands of years and the endless spiritual materials and elixir, the thousand-volume book of Lingbao makes all cultivators' hearts hot.
Even if it is the power of ordinary rules, let alone the power of divine consciousness, even if it is increased ten times, it is enough to fight the power of powerful rules!
Ao Ke'er stared at all this blankly, without her having to come up with a hegemony order to inform the dragon clan, the dragon clan was always paying attention here.
As long as a cultivator enters this secret realm, the cultivator who enters will get the task.
But... this task was not formulated at all!
Because the dragons never thought about it, they could crack it so quickly...
Jiang Qiangwei looked at Ao Kerr and suddenly said, "What do you think the task of our Divine King Realm contestants will be? It's not about looking for the Lingbao Thousand-Volume Book?"
Ao Kerr took a deep look at Jiang Qiangwei, and a token appeared in her hand, which was the order for hegemony.
The lips were lightly opened but there was no sound, it must be in the message and token.
Jiang Qiangwei was taken aback and patted her mouth gently, indicating that she shouldn't talk too much. It's just the deep eyes that made Ao Kerer unable to see whether he was intentional or unintentional.
"Go!" a cultivator shouted.
All the participating kings turned into streamers one by one and rushed into the secret realm.
For Qin Yang, who opened the door of the secret realm, it became an obstacle in the eyes of these people at this time.
"Get out of the way! Don't get in the way if you don't go in!" A big demon showed a fierce look. Even so, he didn't mean to enter the secret realm.
At the same time, the qi between heaven and earth suddenly sank, and countless fierce spirits locked Qin Yang.