"What kind of person is hidden under this ground? He can actually control his spiritual sense so exquisitely and so powerful. Could it be that he is hiding a Taoist palace master?" Elder Shixue couldn't help but say in horror.

wrong!

After saying that, Elder Shixue immediately denied that if he was a master in the Daoguo Realm, he would have come out to kill them long ago. How could he just hide underground and secretly slander people's spiritual consciousness?

"Supreme Elder! When Elder Zhou Jian fought against that bastard Qin Haoxuan, he was also stunned for a while, so that the mistress had an opportunity to take advantage of it and died! The disciple thought that the person hiding underground might be that boy!"

An elder in the Immortal Tree Realm suddenly remembered and said loudly.

"Qin Haoxuan? This kid actually has such a powerful spiritual sense?" The Taoist of Shixue felt that it was incredible. The spiritual sense that he had just attacked him was not only extremely powerful, but also in operation was even more exquisite. He could not imagine that this was the spiritual sense of a boy in the Immortal Tree Realm!

"It must be this kid!"

"This Qin Haoxuan is indeed the nemesis of our Western Ji Sect! We must pull him out and kill him here!"

"But he is underground, we can't do anything if we don't come out!"

"Yes, this bastard is hiding underground, and the Taichu Sect guards the mountain formation, it's difficult!"

Just as everyone was talking, Qin Haoxuan shot another great sword of magical consciousness at an elder in the Immortal Wheel Realm who was fighting fiercely with Xia Yunzi. The elder looked dazed for a moment. It was at this moment that he was killed by Xia Yunzi.

Elder Shixue saw that the spiritual magic that the Taixue master had made was becoming more and more chaotic, and although Huanglong was bleeding and fighting spirit, he was still fierce. His eyes darkened, his body was like lightning, and he instantly came to Huanglong's side. His ten fingers suddenly stretched out, and suddenly became longer. His sharp roots were made of iron, exuding endless chills and hitting Huanglong.

With the restraint of the elders of Shixue, the real person of Taixue finally got rid of Huanglong and got a chance to breathe.

After leaving Huanglong, the head of the Western Ji Cult was covered with cold faces, and a chilling light was released in his eyes, as vicious as a sinister and treacherous poisonous snake. He shouted loudly: "Slaughter the disciples of the Natural Clan with all their might! I will kill his disciples and destroy this bastard. I don't believe that this bastard will not come out!"

Hearing this, a scattered cultivator with a head full of hair and a curvy back suddenly emerged from the crowd. The man was full of spiritual energy and held a colorful Five-Ming Jade Fan in his hand. The jade fan was small and exquisite, made of five pieces of jade that flowed through light. Each piece of jade was connected by transparent silk, beautiful and exquisite, but it was held in his hand by a ghost-shaped cultivator, which looked indescribable.

What is even more shocking is that the jade fan in his hand looks exquisite and harmless. Every time a wind blows out, it can evolve hundreds of wind blades, which are like a knife, extremely sharp. The casual cultivator frantically fans the jade fan with luster in his hand, and rushed towards the disciples of the Natural Temple like a vicious dog who is rushing towards him.

Qin Haoxuan's forehead veins pounded, and he cursed the beasts in his heart! Then he rushed out of the ground without any hesitation, and wings of freedom were born on his back, and rushed towards the casual cultivator like lightning.

"Come out! Kill him!"

The Taixue real person who had been staring at Qin Haoxuan's location suddenly looked cruel in his eyes.

A sneering smile appeared on the face of the scattered cultivator of the Immortal Wheel Realm. The fairy tree with forty-three wheels suddenly appeared behind him. The violent spiritual energy swept over, causing a huge storm, scattering the huge rocks on the ground, and the earth shook for a moment.

As soon as Qin Haoxuan showed up, a sword of divine consciousness condensed from the sea of ​​divine consciousness and flew away. The casual cultivator who was about to slap the jade fan in his hand stood there on the spot.

Chance!

The unsightly immortal tree rose from behind Qin Haoxuan, and was covered with mysterious and complex reincarnation runes. The golden light was shining, and the aura of the great way burst out like a surging tide. A huge reincarnation formation was sprinkled over the sky, completely covering the master of the Immortal Wheel Realm.

Qin Haoxuan's immortal tree is nearly eight hundred feet tall, like a pillar that rises to the sky, and is much thicker than ordinary people's immortal tree. Every time he grows, Qin Haoxuan will supplement the complex and mysterious reincarnation formation. Therefore, the reincarnation formation he portrays on the immortal tree can now push others' time forward or backward for four hundred years.

Time goes on for four hundred years!

Under the cover of the great array of reincarnation, the casual cultivator quickly aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wrinkles like dead trees crawled over his face. The fairy tree standing tall behind him gradually became weak and his vitality was lost. The black air symbolizing the five declines of heaven and man flowed out of his seven orifices.

"What's going on? Why is this happening! What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?"

The casual cultivator's eyes were filled with horror and doubt. He could not believe that he had become so old in an instant. The feeling of time passing by like a tide and the rapid disappearance of life was so terrible that he almost collapsed into the ground!

Qin Haoxuan took advantage of the five declines of this casual cultivator, and his life was lost. He raised the Dragon Scale Sword high, and the surging spiritual energy poured into the sword. It was extremely sharp. He slashed out with one sword and seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth. The rocks rolled, and as the sword energy slammed at the casual cultivator.

"ah!"

The wandering cultivator screamed in extreme horror and was immediately split into two by the sword energy. The little man of the soul was thorned into pieces in the subsequent turbulent wind.

Qin Haoxuan took a few breaths of hard breaths, and continued to use his spiritual sense to attack him, making his face pale and his body tremble slightly.

"Oh, it's easy to use the divine attack, but it's too exhausting!"

The head of Xiji Cult, the real person of Taixue, stood in the sky, looking at Qin Haoxuan who could easily kill a peak Immortal Wheel Realm. His eyes were filled with cold light and murderous aura. He suddenly turned around and said coldly to the people of Xiji Cult: "It's hard to have a skin!"

The sound was obviously not loud, but it hit every disciple of the Western Ji Cult like a war drum.

All the elders of the Xiji Cult suddenly left the battle and stood far away in the air. They quickly pinched their hands with their hands. Seeds surrounded by black air condensed out of their bodies. They were all the same as adult fists, and occasionally there were seeds as big as human heads, all of which were like violent rains. They all penetrated into the bodies of disciples of the Taichu Cult like a violent rain!

"ah!"

"What is this? It seems like something is biting my flesh and blood!"

"It hurts so much!"

The person who was shot into the seeds of disaster screamed and rolled on the ground, as if tens of thousands of ants were biting their flesh and blood in their bodies, which was unbearable!

The head of the Western Ji Cult looked at the disciples of the Taichu Cult who were rolling all over the ground, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, surrender quickly and commit suicide. Don't resist, otherwise you will die in pain!"

"Hmph, just a bunch of damn ants!"

The senior officials of the Western Ji Cult stood tall in the air like cold-blooded demons, looking at the people rolling around on the ground with the expression of admiring the beautiful scenery.

Huanglong was entangled by the Supreme Elder Shixue of the Western Ji Cult. His spiritual energy was boiling, and the surging spiritual techniques were storming out, and the entire sky above their heads was trembling constantly.

Looking at the tragic situation of the disciples of the Taichu Sect, Huanglong roared wildly, the sea of ​​anger surged, the murderous intent was boiling, and the surging combat power was suddenly as heavy as a mountain, making the Supreme Elder unable to deal with it.

Elder Shixue looked at Huang Long wrapped in spiritual magic and was extremely shocked. Isn’t this person injured? Why is he still so brave?

Qin Haoxuan's eyes were sharp and instantly rose into the air amid the ridicule of the people of the Western Ji Cult. His black hair was flying in the fierce wind, his body was covered with blood, and his body was full of evil spirits. He stood tall in the air like a king coming to the world.

Qin Haoxuan was so arrogant that he was proud and surging. He looked at the high-level Western Ji Cult who were filled with pleasure on his face, and a cold arc curled up at the corner of his mouth, as if the ice words from the Nine Abyss were possessed by the god of killing, as if the ice words from below the Nine Abyss overflowed from his mouth and floated into everyone's ears, causing those people to shivered involuntarily.

"Play this in front of me? Today I will let you see what a real skin difficulty means!"

The real person of Taixue frowned in the distance, and a bad premonition arose from his heart.

The skill of the skin-hard work flowed around Qin Haoxuan. A trace of black air spread out from Qin Haoxuan's body and circled around him, releasing infinite terrifying power, sucking all the seeds of disaster on the Taichu Sect who had fallen to the ground and rolling in pain in one breath, instantly relieving the pain of the Taichu Sect disciples.

At the same time, Qin Haoxuan suddenly condensed a disaster seed three meters high. The seeds were still growing bigger and finally grew into a disaster tree several meters tall. The disaster tree grew sharply, and countless disaster seeds condensed from the branches and trunks. The seeds grew bigger again, forming countless disaster trees, and disaster seeds regenerated on countless disaster trees...

In the end, the overwhelming seeds of disaster were like a dense net, hitting the crowds of three parties coming together.

Except for the strong people with extremely high cultivation, these disaster seeds could not penetrate their defenses and exploded outside their bodies. The remaining disciples of the Western Ji Sect, casual cultivators, and remnants all screamed and fell to the ground and rolled on the ground.

Qin Haoxuan's face was as miserable as gold paper, and his body shook slightly in the air. The seeds of disasters in the sky were realized based on his understanding of reincarnation. The lethality is the same as that of ordinary disasters, but it can evolve endlessly, and can cover the entire world with one blow.

However, it requires a huge amount of spiritual power to be used. The attack just now almost used 80% of Qin Haoxuan's spiritual power, which suddenly made his body empty, and even the vibrant immortal tree was a little disappointed.

"What's going on! How could this little bastard also use the Three Disasters and Six Difficulties? And its power is so huge that it can attack all of us in an instant?"

"It's really terrible. I must destroy this Qin Haoxuan, otherwise it would be a major concern for my Western Ji Sect!"

"Didn't Elder Peng bring a few disciples to kill him? Where is Elder Peng?"

The head of the Xiji Sect suddenly sank. He looked coldly at Qin Haoxuan, who was already a little unsteady, and said to the others: "You are focused on solving other people, I will kill this little beast with my own hands!"

"yes!"

The head of the Western Ji Cult, the real person, flew towards Qin Haoxuan like a ghost.
Chapter completed!