God of Defiance

Wow!

In the cave, waves of void ripples rippled, and then a whirlpool appeared. A white figure stepped out of the whirlpool and landed steadily on the ground.

It's Chu Tian!

"Is this the cave where the Saint Killer lived thousands of years ago?"

After his feet landed on the ground, Chu Tian turned his head and glanced around, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Yes, this is indeed the Killing Saint Cave!"

Chu Mingsha, who was ten feet away, nodded, and there seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in his words.

Obviously, just now Chutian suddenly stopped him from refining the drop of essence and blood left by Killing Saint, but the dissatisfaction deep in his heart still did not disappear.

Chu Tian ignored the dissatisfaction in Chu Mingsha's words and walked directly to the table. He lowered his head and looked at the three boxes placed on the table. He carefully opened them one by one and re-checked them himself.

After the inspection, Chutian waved his sleeves and put away the three boxes, then quickly walked to another room, sat on the Taishi chair, crossed his legs, and stared up at the graffiti murals and murals on the opposite wall. The cracked black bronze mirror.

"hehe……"

After a few breaths, Chu Tian withdrew his gaze, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

After personally observing the scene, he finally understood the painstaking efforts that went into killing the saints thousands of years ago.

The Saint Killer left behind graffiti murals and spiritual-imbuing mysterious mirrors, naturally to benefit those who came after him. Although it was not stated clearly, it was actually very particular!

The original intention of the Killing Saint was to hope that the latecomers would enter another room first, obtain the three treasures, practice the "Saint Killing Technique", and at the same time refine the black sphere and control the entire island.

After the latecomers have succeeded in cultivation and are strong enough, they can then enter this room, sit on this Taishi chair, try to understand the graffiti murals, and gain energy to fill their bodies and break through the bottleneck.

However, after Chu Mingsha came in unexpectedly, he walked directly to the room and sat on the Grand Master's chair without even thinking about it. As a result, he almost exploded and died.

"Pity!"

Chu Tian looked at the cracked bronze mirror hanging on the wall and sighed with some regret.

This spirit-imbuing mysterious mirror has been cracked, and it is extremely difficult to repair it. Even if it is successfully repaired, it will take many years to accumulate enough energy in it again.

Therefore, this cracked bronze mirror has basically lost its value.

After a breath, Chu Tian stood up, left the Grand Master's chair, and walked around the cave again, but did not find anything else of value.

"Chu Mingsha, I leave this holy art of killing to you to practice!"

Chu Tian turned his head and looked at Heiming's clone not far away. He raised his hand and threw a black jade slip over.

"real!"

Chu Mingsha was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly raised his hand to catch the ink-colored jade slip.

He has always understood that Chu Tian actually does not have enough trust in himself.

Originally, he was thinking about how to ask for the "Sacred Art of Killing" from me, but I didn't expect that I would take the initiative to send it to him. Naturally, he was a little overjoyed.

"Haha, you and I are one. When you practice, I am practicing. When your strength increases, it means that my strength increases!"

Chu Tian chuckled.

"Okay, this technique is very suitable for me, I will definitely understand it!"

Chu Mingsha nodded excitedly, then took a step forward and merged directly with Chu Tian.

"Haha, it's time to see how well those guys outside have comprehended!"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, threw out a futon, sat down cross-legged, took out the black ball, raised his hand and tapped it gently.

Wow!

In an instant, a faint white light was released from the black ball, which quickly condensed into a clear picture in front of Chu Tian.

What is shown on the screen is the scene in the open space on the island outside at this moment.

A demon clan warrior is sitting cross-legged in various positions in the open space, with a solemn look on his face, his eyes closed, and he is struggling to comprehend the holy principles of killing that exist in the void.

"Hey, it's not bad. The five geniuses are pretty good. Jin Lingfei took the lead and rushed to the position of ten feet. The other four geniuses all rushed to twenty feet. They are all rare geniuses!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity. With me here, how can you get those two Yuan Spirit Fruits? Let you guys be happy first. When you are happy to the peak, I will take action and slap you all. Come down!"

After Chu Tian observed it for a few breaths, he couldn't help but grinned, a bit maliciously.

"Jiejie, boy, your thoughts are very insidious!"

At this moment, Balao's strange laughter also sounded.

"hey-hey!"

After Chu Tian heard this, he immediately grinned again.

It's not that he is insidious, but that the gang of monster warriors outside have gone too far before, waiting and hoping, just wanting him to die!

If he didn't retaliate, then he wouldn't be called Chu Tian!

Although he had firmly controlled the entire island at the moment, for some reason, the two shriveled Ultimate Spirit Fruits were not under his control.

Chu Tian secretly estimated that if he wanted to successfully pick off the two spiritual fruits, he would probably have to wait until his cultivation reached the Death Mysterious Realm before he could do it.

However, this did not prevent him from preventing anyone outside from getting two spiritual fruits before that.

"Master, is there any way you can help me take this island away?"

After a few breaths, Chu Tian suddenly asked.

Soon, Ba Lao snorted and replied: "Huh, boy, what are you dreaming about? Strictly speaking, this island is not a magic weapon. The size cannot be changed at will. How can you change such a big thing?" take away!"

"Secondly, even if you can fit the entire island, don't forget that there is a powerful guardian formation outside. With your current strength, it is simply impossible to break through that guardian formation!"

"Okay, even if you manage to break through that protective formation, there are still five powerful peerless demon kings outside. Do you think you can successfully escape from under the noses of those five demon kings?"

Balao's words were analyzed very calmly, word by word, just like a basin of cold water that suddenly fell on Chu Tian's head, drenching Chu Tian's heart from top to bottom.

Obviously, according to Balao's wishes, Chu Tian could only watch the small island left by the Killing Saint lying here without any means.

Otherwise, once you try to take the island away, not only will you not succeed, but you may be killed.

However, for Chu, he must take away the island left by the Saint of Killing. Otherwise, if the Black Ming clone wants to understand the Holy Law of Killing, he will have to stay on the island!

This is absolutely unacceptable to Chu Tian!

"There must be a way!"

Chu Tian whispered to himself, closing his eyes and thinking.