"An unexpected joy."

Qin Xianyu looked at the great master and smirked faintly.

The reason why he laughed was because his cultivation had reached this level, and that Taoist sword also had enough skills.

The means left by the great master holy dragon on him have been easily cut off by the Taoist sword.

At this moment, the great master holy dragon cannot easily threaten his life.

However, Qin Xianyu did not intend to break his promise.

What should be protected must still be protected.

The body of the great master holy dragon was swelling, but it seemed that there was still a distance before the immortal fetus Taoist fruit was completed and the celestial immortal was achieved. It was not anxious, and only looked at Qin Xianyu, revealing a few strange colors.

Qin Xianyu withdrew his gaze, looked at the remains of the Thousand-Step Holy Dragon, and then looked at the saints.

Qin Xianyu was in such a state of prosperity that he could never have seen before.

Originally, he was only one line away from the Immortal Saint. Now, when a figure stood up in the vast ocean in the eyebrows, he crossed the line far away.

That figure is equivalent to his holy fetus, but it is different from the holy fetus that comes from the saints' practice step by step, and seems to be deeper and hard to measure.

Qin Xianyu actually didn't know whether his holy fetus could be considered a holy fetus, especially the Taoist sword in the hand of the holy fetus, which felt even more unfathomable.

This Taoist sword was warmed by the golden elixir and then broken again. The Taoist sword was not broken. After the process of the Yuanfei turning into Taoism, it has been repeated many times, and each time it has grown. Now, it has an inexplicable Taoist rhyme.

At this moment, he held the Qingli Sword in his hand, just like the giant in his eyebrows holding the Dao Sword.

However, just as the saints thought, Qin Xianyu was no matter how powerful he was, he was just as powerful as the remnants of the Saint Dragon who had just competed with the Seven Saints.

After Qin Xianyu achieved the holy fetus, the remains of the holy dragon could not accommodate him.

But even so, it cannot be underestimated.

"One qi transforms three clear..."

A flash of eyes showed four Qin Xianyu, almost no difference.

The previous three Qin Xianyu set up the Three Talent Sword Formation, which could hold back the three immortal saints.

Now Qin Xianyu, who has crossed the boundary of the Immortal Saint, then uses the Sancai Sword Formation to cover all the eight Immortal Saints in front of him.

This time it was not to hold on, but to trap.

...

"You can use your own strength to trap the eight immortals and saints with your own sword formation. No matter what the result is, this courage and ability are unique to heaven and earth."

Master Yan Di sighed: "If you can live without death this time, you will be the best person in this world."

Ming Zhou was silent for a moment and said, "His ability is indeed superior to mine."

Master Yan Di looked at him and asked, "Don't you take action yet?"

Ming Zhou shook his head slightly, but no answer was answered.

The head of Yandi whispered: "How old is he? Not to mention his age, he can become an immortal saint, but he can trap all the saints in one fell swoop. The four words "shocking and brilliant" are no longer enough to describe. This is a unique posture. It is not easy for Yandi to have such disciples for so many years... If he loses this, wouldn't it be a pity?"

"He won't die..."

Ming Zhou said: "His true foundation was originally intended to be revealed, but it seemed to be beyond his own expectations. He suddenly became an immortal saint, and those foundations disappeared again. However... he, an immortal saint, was originally a Qi training man, and suddenly changed. In fact, he could not be considered an immortal saint, but at least... he is not inferior to any immortal saint."

Master Yan Di said, "Why don't you help him?"

Ming Zhou shook his head and said, "I want to see how capable he has..."

Master Yan Di said, "Even if he is between life and death?"

Ming Zhou closed his eyes and said slowly: "Life and death have their own destiny. If the leaves fall on the branches, they will eventually fall under the tree or float in the river. There will be a certain number."

The head of Yan Di felt a little helpless, but fortunately, the talent displayed by the Immortal Lord of Yuhua has been recognized by Lu Zu.

Such a young immortal saint has enough time to explore the step of feathering the immortal fetus in the future, and is expected to become an immortal saint of the immortal.

No immortal sect can be ignored.

As the head of Yandi, he was better than the ancestors of all walks of life when watching everything.

From the beginning of Lu Zu's hesitation to the later he almost did not take the initiative, he could guess it.

However, I wonder if Lu Zu would help Yuhuan?

"Whether Lu Zu takes action...it doesn't matter."

Ming Zhou said: "The authorities are confused...the bystanders are clear... many things are about to stop."

...

Yinghuang Mountain.

Qin Xianyu lowered his head and looked at the Qingli sword in his hand.

This sword is also slightly inferior to the Immortal Saint level figure.

So he took a deep breath, and a ray of light shone out from the Taoist sword held by the giant in his eyebrows.

The light came out of his mouth and fell on the Qingli sword.

In an instant, the Qingli Sword shone brightly.

He stretched out his hand and then the wind was blowing and whistling endlessly.

Qin Xianyu held the sword and looked towards the sky.

The wind swept across the sword blade, dyed the sword intent, and turned into the sword wind.

The sword wind in the sky is cool at first, then refreshing, then gentle, gradually warm, and burning, then burning everything.

In Yinghuang Mountain, sword winds roared everywhere, as if countless fire blades coming out of the stove were crisscrossing.

Even if the immortal saint is here, it is inevitable that he will be injured.

Therefore, the ancestor of Taiqing Fuzong and the evil Buddha in the northwest, the two immortal saints who still did not appear, had to use their means to protect themselves.

Qin Xianyu suddenly moved, holding the Qingli sword in his hand, heading towards the northwest evil Buddha.

"I am merciful!"

The evil Buddha sat cross-legged, and the sound was like a bell.

Then a wood carving stood in front.

Qin Xianyu's sword cut the wood sculpture open.

But the evil Buddha is no longer in the future.

"point!"

Qin Xianyu suddenly shouted.

With a rumbling sound, the giant in his eyebrows suddenly drew his sword, swung the Taoist sword, and slashed it down.

The sword light slashed into the endless ocean and then came out of Qin Xianyu's mouth.

This art of dividing from the Taoist sword has long been perfected.

At this time, even the cave sword light was displayed by You Shengqin Xianyu.

There was a scream in the void ahead.

Blood sprinkled in the sky.

The evil Buddha in the northwest has almost cut his golden body into half.

Qin Xianyu wanted to make a step forward and created a tremendous deed of killing the immortal saint in this world.

However, at this time, a light from the east hit and stopped him in front of him.

Another ancestor of the Immortal Island!

And above, a piece of white light pressed down.

The white light was hazy and unreal, and I couldn't see it in detail. I just felt a vast crowd, suppressing it, like a mountain.

The Immortal Sect of Morality, the ancestor of Wuyazi.

They are two more immortal saints.

"The saints in the world have almost appeared..."

Qin Xianyu sighed in his heart.

He took a step back.

Then several immortal saints joined forces to attack him.

This is the magic circle of Taiqing Fu Sect, the ancestor of the East China Sea Immortal Island, above is Wuyazi of the Taoist Immortal Sect, and the evil Buddha whose golden body is almost broken in the northwest returns backwards.

Even though he was in the vast ocean of Qi training men and had unprecedented strength, he had to retreat. Faced with such a situation.

But at this moment, the characters who were watching secretly obviously no longer had their hesitation.

"I am happy and write to shake the five mountains, and the poem becomes a sarcastic and arrogant person in Cangzhou."

A clear and clear smile fell.

The five mountains are shaking, and the four seas are flowing backwards.

This is the true sage of Qiankun Zhengqi.

After many years, he became a sage.

He disdained to besiege Qin Xianyu with the power of everyone, and reached out to explore and summoned it into a word: Capture.

This word turned into a claw and captured towards the Holy Dragon Dao Fruit.
Chapter completed!