Chapter 683

Evil Qi and spiritual power are two completely different concepts. As we all know, spiritual power can't trap evil Qi. They are all pervasive. Even if spiritual power turns into an airtight boundary, it can be easily penetrated by evil Qi.

Therefore, the former spiritual masters suffered this loss during the war with Xu Moyan. They tried their best to trap the Qianjun chain, but the dispersed evil spirit in the Qianjun chain became its weapon, which easily disintegrated their attack and removed their power trapped in the Qianjun chain.

Therefore, seeing this scene in front of them once again overturned their understanding of spiritual power and evil Qi.

The psychic power made by the mysterious man trapped the Qianjun chain and the evil Qi contained outside!

Not only them, but also Xu Moyan stared at those eagle eyes incredulously, but they were no longer sharp, only full-bodied shock.

Before they could recover, suddenly, a pale hand held the Qianjun chain. The Qianjun chain was as thick as an adult's calf. One of his hands could not completely hold the chain, and he could not see how he could use his strength, so he heard a clear sound echoing in the vast heaven and earth.

It was the sound of a broken chain, which was very clearly transmitted to everyone present.

Xu Moyan's eyes were cracked, and the anger in his bloodshot eyes burned to the extreme. The Qianjun chain was connected with his soul. Once the Qianjun chain was hurt, it would bite him back.

At this moment, with the breaking of the critical chain, a deep pain spread all over his body. This extreme pain came not only from the body, but also from the trauma of the soul.

On the competition field, Xu Moyan roared up to the sky without warning. A violent force scattered from him. The air flow in the whole space was affected by him. Everyone's face suddenly turned white and hurriedly sealed their spiritual pulse, which resisted this unspeakable sense of oppression.

Their eyes shifted from the mysterious man to Xu Moyan's position. A sound of cloth tearing came through the air. Xu Moyan, standing on the competition field, clenched his hands into fists, as if he was enduring great pain. The violent force burst out of him directly burst his coat, revealing his bony and thin body.

The blue veins on the tight arms seem to break the thin layer of skin in the next moment, which is terrible.

The great power of Xianxiu Seven Realms was tortured into this appearance. Everyone was filled with fear. Isn't the strength of this mysterious man still above Xianxiu Seven Realms?

The mortal body crushed a century old artifact with his bare hands. In the past, they would regard it as a fantasy. Then, this scene really happened in front of them. The artifact tempered by time was destroyed by only one plain hand!

When the Qianjun chain was broken, it became a pile of scrap iron. The man just waved it, and the whole Qianjun chain wrapped in cold ice broke into ice slag on the ground with the cold ice, and all the evil Qi dissipated in the world.

The black boot ran over the ice residue and stood in the sight of everyone again without a grain of dust.

"I said, you, go together!" The cold eyes swept the immortal xiuneng who stood at the end of the competition field, which made them wake up. When they looked at him, they opened their mouth, but they couldn't say anything.

This man has subverted all their cognition with his strength. They can't help asking themselves, can they really win against this mysterious and mysterious man?