The Qinglong was so arrogant that he was so majestic that his two beards were free of wind. The Qilin wanted to struggle, but he had no resistance and kept making whimpering sounds in his mouth.

Qinglong looked at him, his lips trembled, as if he was very angry. The Qilin didn't dare to struggle for a moment, and lay motionless on the ground, allowing Qinglong to press on him.

Both are ancient divine beasts, but your Qilin is just a real soul, while I am a real dragon soul. The bloodlines of the two are different, just like a real gun that can make plastic bullets meet a real gun. Which one is stronger and which one is weak can be seen at a glance.

The remnant soul has no mind, but only makes some actions based on instinct, but the soul is different. Although the dragon soul has already unified its mind with Xia Tian at this time, he can make decisions independently like a single qi transforming into the Three Pure Ones, and he is very angry about the offense of the Qilin, because since ancient times, dragons, qilins, phoenixes, etc. have been side by side, but they do not deal with each other. Now, you, a fake, have bumped into my master, it would be strange if the Dragon Soul is not angry.

This is not an incarnation of the body, but a real dragon soul, so it completely suppressed the Qilin. Murong Hao was confused. He just regarded it as an incarnation and shouted almost madly: "How can you have an incarnation of the body of the dragon! How did you do it! Why! Why!"

But yelling could not solve the problem. Dragon Soul seemed to be tired of playing. With his claws, he directly squeezed Murong Hao's external incarnation.

The Qilin dissipated in the air, and the Qiankun Sect's unspeakable immortal art was broken. Murong Hao was eager to attack his heart, and coupled with the backlash of the immortal art, he instantly vomited blood and half-kneeled on the ground.

Dragon Soul held Xia Tian with his claws and placed him in front of Murong Hao.

"Young master, Murong Hao, you do evil things. You deserve to die. Are you invincible? If you are invincible in the world? How long do you think you can shrink in this turtle shell?"

Murong Hao covered his chest and coughed twice, looked up and asked, "Who are you, why are you here?"

"Do you care what I'm doing, to figure out how many vicious things your Qiankun Sect has done! There must be something wrong with this secret realm. Now you honestly explain to me where the Taoist in the past has gone, and what's going on with the Ten Thousand Monuments?" Xia Tian asked coldly.

The other two Daozi didn't help, but they didn't dare to help. They were also irritated. You know, that's a dragon, a real dragon. Even if they were Daozi, it was still the first time that they had seen this extremely shocking scene. In addition, Murong Hao had not yet encountered a life-and-death crisis, so they didn't want to get involved, so they just watched it from a distance, and they couldn't hear what they were saying anyway.

The moment he heard the Ten Thousand Monuments, Murong Hao's eyes became sharp again: "You...can't you come from the Human World Bureau? Are you here to investigate? Interesting."

Xia Tian’s mind moved, it seems that there are some clues in this matter?

But I knew Zhang Xuefeng, so it should be fine if I used the name.

He did not deny it, but for Murong Hao, he was just accusation.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, no wonder. I just said why you protect Chu Qian like this. I guess you were sent by the Human Realm Bureau to investigate this matter. I'm right? Forget it, you don't have to answer me, because it's not that important, don't blame me for not reminding you that this secret realm is not something you can come if you want to come or leave if you want to." Murong Hao started to laugh again.

Xia Tian only felt that he was laughing disgusting. When has it been?

But the long-standing sense of crisis made Xia Tian know deeply that he should not talk too much about this truth.

So he raised his sword again and prepared to kill Murong Hao, but he didn't even have time to cast the spell, and suddenly he was panicked for no reason.

Without thinking, he immediately interrupted his swordsmanship and used his magic step to the extreme!

The moment he turned around, Xia Tian was covered in cold sweat, because in one second, countless flying swords would attack, densely packed with sky, and Xia Tian could not avoid it.

The power contained in each sword energy has reached a terrifying level.

But what happened, where did it come from?

Who is it?

Time ticked by as time passed, and in summer, the time when the divine walking step could be maintained was extended several times, so he could naturally see more predictions.

In the picture, he was penetrated by thousands of swords, and he was so dead that he was not even left. Everything happened in an instant, silently.

Xia Tian tried hard to calm himself down. What he had to do now was to avoid this result and find out who was stabbing the knife in the back.

When he followed the Taoist Dharma to find the end, he found that the initiator was hiding on the clouds.

Xia Tian rushed up without hesitation. When he saw the murderer behind the scenes, he was stunned.

Because it was not someone else standing there, it was Murong Qianshan!

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