His True Colors Chapter 1889-1890

 Chapter 1889

"Don't worry, with your current cultivation, he, Han Qianxiang, is going to d i e a horrible death. However, you should also remember that in Han Three Thousand's hands, he has the King of Ten Thousand Weapons, the Pan Gu Axe, although he can't fully use it yet. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse." The old man smiled gloomily.

        "You are originally a sword spirit, so I forged your body with the blood of ten thousand people, and used the souls of ten thousand people to help you shape your cultivation, which can be invisible and shadowless, like a ghost, and can avoid the Pan Gu Axe's attacks to the greatest extent possible." After saying that, the old man inserted a fiery red bead into its heart.

        "This is the Blood Soul Bead, it is also your life-preserving bead, if it shatters, your life will end and you will never be able to reincarnate, so be very careful. However. As long as it exists, you can remain immortal and immortal, both together. Even if Han Qianli has the Pan Gu Axe, it's not that simple to destroy you."

        Chi Meng nodded in satisfaction, "Don't worry, I need to take the head of that dog thief."

        "Destroy him completely before he gets hold of the Pan Gu Axe, our Lord wants the Pan Gu Axe, and you will be able to devour his flesh, and once you succeed, you will become the dominant demon in the Eight Directions World." The old man smiled gloomily.

        When Chi Meng heard this, he smiled hideously, his face bloody. Completely devoid of face, the laugh was like a pile of mud twisted together.

        In order to deal with Han Qianqian, in order to avenge his deep revenge, Chi Meng didn't care what method he used.

        The summit of Mount Toki!

        Blanketed in white snow.

        At the highest peak, there is a magnificent palace, blue jade and ink stone, ancient and fragrant.

        The central courtyard is the size of two football pitches, and the four beasts stand at four corners, tall and majestic, not angry at themselves.

        There is a plaque on the main hall, which is also the name of the whole hall, sitting at the top of Mount Qishan, the largest of the four beasts.

        In the hall, heroes from the larger sects or families are seated on either side, and in the upper position, representatives of the three great families and the master of the Hall of Toki Mountain are seated at ease.

        At this moment, a junior gatekeeper ran in panting under the stage, "Reporting to the Hall Master, there is someone outside the Hall who wants to see you."

        The Hall Master of the Palace of Qishan called himself Gu Yue, who was over 80,000 years old this year. He is the oldest and most qualified person in the Eight Directions, and none other.

        In addition, he manages the Hall of Toki Mountain, which is an extremely independent and dignified place in the Eight Directions. This is why Gu Yue's reputation in the Eight Directions has always been low-profile but at the same time respectable to all.

        "The top of Mt. Toki is mandated by heaven to hold a tournament to determine the best of the best. Gu Yue chuckled.

        Although his hair and beard were all white and shiny from his old age, he was full of energy and had a torch-like gaze, just like a young boy.

        There are legends that Gu Yue's cultivation is almost at the level of a True God, but he has never had the will to compete for the position of True God.

        There are also legends. Gu Yue's own cultivation actually exceeded that of the Three Great True Gods, so he had been the master of the Hall of Toki Mountain, as everyone knew. The election of the Eight Directions World's True Gods required a tournament, which was inevitably hosted by the Top of Mount Qishan, and in a sense, the power of the Top of Mount Qishan was sometimes no less than that of the Three Great True Gods.

        However, no matter what kind of legend it was, it was only a legend, but what was certain was that Gu Yue's own cultivation was very high, and after all, legends were legends, but they also had to be based on certain facts.

        The disciple's head bowed: "But ......"

        "But what?" Gu Yue ton was dissatisfied, his disciple's low promises in front of so many people really made him feel uncomfortable.

        "However, the visitors called themselves Fu family members, but their bodies were full of blood and their demonic energy was extremely heavy. I'm worried ......" said the disciple, who lowered his eyebrows.

        "Fu family members?" Gu Yue frowned lightly and looked at Fu Tian.

        When Fu Tian heard this, he naturally smiled, "Senior Gu. My Fu family has already arrived, and there is no one who has not arrived, and I heard that there is still someone with demonic energy, so I'm afraid there is someone pretending to be him, so let's send him away."

        On such an occasion, Fu Tian naturally didn't want to associate the Fu Family with people of the Devil's Way and hurriedly left the relationship.

        Moreover, his Fu Family had indeed arrived in full numbers. Where was the Fu Family!

        "Hey, with all the heroes of the Eight Directions gathered here, even if it is a demon, are we not still afraid of him? Let them in?" At this moment. Ao Yong, the representative steward of the Eternal Sea at the side, said in a cold voice.

        It was obvious that Ao Yong was doing this on purpose, the purpose, naturally, was to refuse to let go of any opportunity to humiliate the Fu family.

        Fu Tian's face turned cold. But there was no way to argue, Gu Yue waved his hand, the disciple nodded and hurriedly retreated.

        In less than a moment. A few people covered in blood, now supported by a group of disciples on top of Mount Qishan, slowly entered the palace.

        When he saw the visitors, Futian was shocked and his entire body was even uglier than if he had eaten Shang. It was because the person who came was none other than Fu Mei and the others who were travelling with Han Qianqian.

        "Fumei, how come it's you?" Fu Tian gradually became anxious, if Fu Mei is like this. Could it be that there was something wrong with Han Qianqian?

        Fu Mei was about to speak when Ao Yong directly sneered, "Look at that bloody appearance, it's obvious that you've gone to explore the treasures near Qishan Mountain." Fu Mei wanted to make an excuse that there had been an accident halfway through the journey.

        Fu Mei wanted to make an excuse that there had been an accident halfway through the trip, but she didn't expect to be directly exposed by Ao Yong and choked on her throat for a moment.

        However, Fu Mei soon found an even better excuse: "Reporting to the clan head, Han Qianli insisted on going treasure hunting, but I couldn't persuade him, and as a result ......".

        "The result ...... was an accident."

        Obviously Fu Mei herself was greedy and forced Han 3000 to go, and after the accident, she promptly dumped Han 3000, and now, in order to evade Fu Tian's punishment, she is even backstabbing Han 3000, which is really despicable and shameless, and lowly in the extreme.

        "Accident? What could have gone wrong?" Fu Tian was puzzled and resigned, he had made extremely detailed arrangements to specifically let Fu Mei and Han Qianqian take the path, while his own side built up momentum, along the way to resist the number of people who wanted to kill Han Qianqian halfway, and now ......

        Now, you're telling yourself that Han 3,000 was still an accident?

        Even Fu Tian's mentality was a bit broken at this point, looking at Fu Mei, his entire body agitated, hands trembling, eyes on the verge of erupting with cannibalistic fury: "What about Han 3000?!"

        Fu Mei lowered his head for half a day before he dared to murmur, "He was knocked down into the Endless Abyss."

        "He was knocked down into the Endless Abyss?" Fu Tian stumbled with a shaken look, then, his expression gradually distorted, he gritted his teeth and took a few steps to Fu Mei's face.


        With a muffled sound, Fu Tian smacked Fu Mei directly in the face!

Chapter 1890

"Han 3000 fell in, so why didn't you jump in with them! What right do you have to roll back alive when he's dead?"

        To Fu Tian, the importance of Han Qiangan to the Fu Family was self-evident. With Han Qiangan, the Fu Family would be qualified to compete with all the great families in this tournament. Even he knew that Han 3,000 was facing experts from the entire Eight Directions this time.

        However, it was an indisputable fact that Han 3,000 possessed the Pangu Axe, so it might not be impossible to fight!

        As long as Han 3,000 can shine at the tournament, the Fu Family's position will be preserved.

        If Han 3,000 was even stronger and more obedient, the Fu Family could even crown him as the new generation of True Gods, and his family would have a sustainable foundation for ten thousand years.

        This is also the fundamental reason why Fu Tian is willing to give up despising Han 3,000 and put down his position instead. It was because Han 3,000 was currently the only choice for the Fu Family, and also the more convenient one.

        But now. Fu Tian had heard the news of Han 3,000's fall into the Endless Abyss.

        There was no need to say what the Endless Abyss meant to the people of the Eight Directions, as it had been declared that Han 3,000 was dead forever.

        It also meant that the Fu family had basically lost their right to compete in the tournament. The Fu family had basically lost their eligibility to compete in the tournament.

        Fu Mei gritted her teeth in hatred, but her eyes were filled with rage, having been beaten by Fu Tian in front of so many people, she felt that her face was disgraced and her self-respect was gone, and she blamed that damned Han Qianxiang for all of this.

        If he hadn't refused to be seduced by her, why would she have been so upset about the treasure?

        How could this have happened if we hadn't gone to the treasure line?

        Fumei is such a crazy gambler. Even when she loses in the end, she feels that she won't blame the fault on herself; instead, she will blame the others.

        "Tsk tsk!"

        Just then, Ao Yong suddenly stood up, his face filled with a jocular smile, then he clapped his hands and looked at Fu Tian and shook his head, "Fu Clan Leader, you're such a good actor, can you fool us all by letting just anyone come up and perform a bitter love scene?"

        Fu weather knot: "Ao Yong, what do you mean by that?"

        "God knows what I mean. You and I know that the tournament was about to begin, but Han Qianxiang had an accident. The funniest thing is that in this accident, Han Qianxiang, a man with a Pan Gu axe, couldn't escape, but a small member of your Fu family escaped.

        Hearing this, Fu Tian was furious: "You mean I deliberately hid Han 3000?"

        "Han Qianqian has the Pangu Axe in his hands, and everyone in the Eight Directions knows what good it will do to hide him. There's no need for me to say more, right?" Bo Yong said in a cold voice.

        Most of the participants in the tournament had come for Han Qianqian's Pangu Axe, once they heard Ao Yong's words. The crowd was outraged.

        "Fu Tian, you despicable and shameless villain, I'm telling you, hand over Han 3000, or else I won't be polite to your Fu Family."

        "That's right, you must be trying to take the Pan Gu Axe for yourself."

        "Hmph, if you don't hand over Han Three Thousand, I'll slaughter your Fu family!"

        Looking at the crowd, Fu Tian was dismayed, looked at Fu Mei and said in a cold voice: "Fu Mei, what is this all about?"

        Fu Mei was about to open her mouth when Ao Yong said in a cold voice: "There's no need for her to say what's going on, with your stupid excuses. I don't even want to hear them. Fu Tian, do you think that we don't know about your crap? Han 3,000 was suddenly identified by a group of people at the top of the cliff as a member of the Demon Race. The funniest thing is that Han 3,000 yuan didn't even put up a fight before jumping straight into the cliff behind him, gentlemen. Don't you think that's funny, guys?"

        "After all, Han 3,000 is a man with a Pan Gu Axe, so how could he be forced to jump off a cliff so easily? So I say. This is simply a good show directed by Fou Tian, and the purpose, naturally, is to hide Han 3,000." Ao Yong laughed coldly.

        This scheme of his. It could not be said that it was not poisonous, as the steward of the Eternal Sea, although he was only the steward. But many of the matters of the Eternal Sea, he was the one facing out, and his intelligence was naturally superior.

        The matter of the light pillar. He had already heard about it, so he decided on a plan to kill two birds with one stone, Fountain either hand over someone. Either he would be pressed under public opinion and surrounded by the crowd.

        If Han Qianqiang didn't die, it would be a good thing, but if he did, he could also take the opportunity to suppress the Fu family, which would then provoke public anger, and if it was tragic, then the Eternal Sea, after taking revenge, could still take the initiative, pretending to be a good person to save the Fu family, but turn the Fu family into complete slaves.

        "You bloody mouth!" Faced with a crowd that had been ignited by anger, at this point, Fountain was a little flustered.

        "I knew you wouldn't admit it, but you do the first day and I'll do the fifteenth. Someone, bring Fuyutian up to me." Ao Yong said in a cold voice.


        Hearing these words, Fu Tian's whole body was shocked, and almost at this time, a beautiful figure above the hall, slowly walked in.