My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Or, you can borrow Fu Qi Tian's hand. If Gu Fenghua was seriously injured, Ning Yu'er, as a follower, would probably come to the rescue. If she had a few words of provocation, Fu Qi Tian might even kill him in a fit of rage! Ning Qingshu started to think wildly.

At this time, he didn't know that he was thinking too much and thinking too far.

"Underworld Sword, deceive the sky!" Just when Ning Qingshu was thinking wildly, Fu Qingtian roared and slashed out his long sword.

Eight holy rainbows appeared between his eyebrows, and the originally snow-cold divine sword suddenly turned pitch black. Thick dark clouds rolled overhead, and the entire world plunged into darkness, as if night had fallen.

The Holy Domain, this is the Holy Domain belonging to Fu Chutian. In this holy realm, he is the master of all things!

Being in this holy realm is like being in the legendary underworld. You can't feel any life, only the endless murderous intention and the breath of death fill the world.

Everyone's hands and feet were cold, as if their lives had come to an end. Familiar and friendly faces appeared in my mind, including relatives, friends, and elders from the sect. Sections of long-dusted past events flash before our eyes, including joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, losses, and sadness...

Joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and surprise. All kinds of emotions were intertwined in their minds, and their minds turned into chaos.

Subconsciously, they reached out and pressed the hilt of the sword, only to find that the holy energy in their bodies had become chaotic, and they could not destroy it at all.

"Sir..." Lin Yujing, Feng Qirui, Ning Yu'er and others exclaimed at the same time.

Although they had heard Fu Qi Tian's name for a long time, they didn't know how terrifying he was until this moment.

He is actually a strong person at the eighth level of Transformation Saint!

If that was all, wasn't Xia Houzhan also a strong man of the eighth level of the Holy Transformation, and didn't he die in the hands of Gu Fenghua?

But what is truly terrifying about Fu Chutian is not his eighth-level cultivation as a Saint, but the holy realm that contains the seven emotions, and the sword that belongs to him.

As strong men in the realm of sainthood, Lin Yujing and others have already understood their own holy realm. If they were in the lower realm, relying on the Holy Domain, it would not be difficult for them to kill thousands of cultivators with one person. But if they are against each other, you have the Holy Domain and I also have the Holy Domain. In many cases, it is of little use. , so they usually don’t take the sanctuary too seriously.

It wasn't until this moment that they realized they were wrong: the Holy Land actually differed from person to person. Even though they themselves had comprehended the Holy Realm, they had no power to compete against Fu Qi Tian's Holy Realm.

Even though Fu Qitian's cultivation level is only at the eighth level of Transformation Saint, with such a holy realm, I am afraid that no one under the Dao Saint can be his opponent.

No wonder King Mingjing valued Fu Qi Tian so much that he even personally designated him as the successor. The title of Little Heavenly King is well-deserved.

Just like in the darkness of the underworld, Ning Qingshu and others were also shocked.

It wasn't the first time they saw Fu Qitian take action, but it was the first time they saw him take action with all his strength. It was only then that they realized that Fu Qitian not only had reservations about his previous occasional attacks, but also did not even display half of his strength.

He's dead, Gu Fenghua is dead! But after a brief period of shock, Ning Qingshu couldn't help but become excited again.

Those young people who only wanted to seize the opportunity to gain a better future for themselves also looked happy. He began to think about how he would flatter Fu Qitian later in order to please him.

Facts have proved that they also think too much and think too wonderfully.

"With one sword, the saint returns to his original state!" Suddenly, Gu Fenghua's pleasant voice sounded.

The bright sword light tore through the night sky like a bolt of lightning and appeared in front of everyone's eyes, piercing them so hard that they could hardly open their eyes.

She can actually take action! Everyone was stunned.