Chapter 1009 Daoist Qin Nan, if you don't go out now, when will you wait!
The black claws are as fast as lightning!
Thousands of feet high in the sky, Emperor Mountain has disappeared without a trace. The surrounding white calamity clouds have not completely dispersed, and the silver lightning is still dancing crazily.
But no one can detect the slightest breath of Dishan anymore.
"Where did Dishan go?"
"Now, the Tianjian Dynasty will surely fall into endless panic!"
"The sect leader once said that the age of great strife has arrived, and now even Emperor Mountain has been kidnapped by an unknown old monster!"
"The Dao Alliance will be furious! The several super powers under its jurisdiction will also fall into chaos!"
"In the past, the eleven princes rose up in the territory, and later Emperor Shan was kidnapped again! Could it be that this world is really going to change!"
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Sitting on the stage, the participating monks were thinking a lot.
Dishan's identity is too special.
The identity of the crown prince of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty alone is enough to stir up the entire Heavenly Sword Dynasty.
"What kind of existence is the owner of that aura just now!"
"With just one breath, Emperor Mountain was kidnapped. The black energy was entangled and powerful. I am afraid that this kind of power can only be possessed by the legendary Saint Realm experts!"
"Holy Realm!"
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Each of the participating monks looked shocked.
The Saint Realm is a legendary realm.
Looking at the entire Tianlong world, according to rumors, only the Taoist League and its several major superpowers each have a Saint-level monk in charge.
And among the other second- and third-grade sects, the one with the highest cultivation level is only half a step to the Saint Realm!
This level has already surpassed the realm of mortals, and is already qualified to be respected as "immortal".
The other side.
The void where Qin Nan is located has long been shrouded in endless void turbulence.
Under the turbulent flow of the void, everyone's consciousness will be completely obliterated.
Therefore, no one can investigate Qin Nan's life or death, but without exception, almost all participating monks have always believed that Qin Nan will definitely die this time.
The power of the void turbulence far exceeds that of the Saint Realm. Even the Holy King Realm cannot survive in such a thick void turbulence.
The turbulent flow of the void contains endless devouring power, which can swallow up all the forces in the world.
Emperor Shan was kidnapped, and Qin Nan’s life or death was uncertain!
In the blink of an eye, both of the two masters of swordsmanship were "dead". This result was beyond everyone's imagination.
One after another looked up at the endless sky, and almost no one noticed the scene on the Emperor Star Platform.
On the Emperor Star Stage.
It was as if a hollow suddenly appeared under Zhou Jiansheng's feet. The hollow was deep and dark, and the edges could not be seen at a glance.
Before he could even scream, he fell into a deep hole. There was endless darkness in front of him, and the cold wind whimpered in his ears.
The surrounding air was filled with endless coldness.
"Qin Nan, save me!"
Zhou Jiansheng roared, but before his voice came out, a powerful force was trapped in his throat.
Rumble!
There was a roar in his ears, and soon Zhou Jiansheng fell into an endless sleep.
The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to catch an inexplicable inspiration.
"It turns out that the Xuantian Realm can still be used in this way!"
Zhou Jiansheng was ecstatic.
Only now did he realize that there was such a powerful force hidden in the Xuantian Realm, which could make him helpless and at the same time make him feel anxious and terrified.
Rumble…
The surroundings continued to roar, and Zhou Jiansheng fell into an endless lethargy.
Above the tens of thousands of feet of thunder, the endless void turbulence surged, like a black ocean. The void here was torn apart, completely becoming the territory of the void turbulence.
No one can capture Qin Nan's aura.
"Is he really dead?"
Sitting on the stage, Feng Yue'er's beautiful eyes were filled with mixed joy and sorrow.
If Qin Nan died here, the future she saw would not happen.
If he doesn't die, he will shock everyone again.
The void trembled and roared.
On the Emperor Star Stage.
Elder Xuanmiao Sect, Xuanzong finally regained his freedom.
There was strong worry in his old eyes, but now, he couldn't leave.
The Tao Soul Ranking has not yet been fully established.
"The sequence battle continues!"
Xuanzong stopped drinking.
At the same time, he flicked his finger, and a sound transmission token shattered in his palm.
"I hope everything can still come in time!"
He looked down at the many participating monks and murmured to himself.
Sit on the stage.
Thousands of participating monks looked at each other in confusion. This series of battles was too weird.
At the beginning, the three princes of the empire disappeared innocently, and now the life and death of the crown prince of Emperor Mountain is unknown, and Qin Nan, the prodigy of swordsmanship, was swallowed up by the turbulent flow of the void.
Above the head, the void was turbulent and turbulent.
Everyone's heart was cast into a shadow.
But the serial battle must continue.
It was related to the destiny of the sect, and soon, most of the monks focused all their attention on the sequence battle.
Every monk is ready to fight.
"Wantong Pavilion Qingyun Peak, Qin Lan!"
"The cliff of Feiyun Sect is unparalleled!"
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The two figures started fighting.
The spear flew across the air, and the light of the sword flew across.
Thunder was rolling above, and the fluctuations caused by the turbulence in the void did not know when they would dissipate.
These shocking sounds successfully ignited the flames of war in the hearts of every participating monk on the stage.
With Dishan missing, the number one spot on the Dao Soul Ranking became vacant.
Qin Nan's life and death are unknown, and the ninth position on the Dao Soul List is also vacant.
The top ten on the Dao Soul List, adhering to the destiny of heaven and earth, the destiny of heaven and earth carried by the sect behind them will be more powerful, which also means that the sect will surely become stronger.
Time passes minute by minute.
There was still no breath of Qin Nan in the sky, and the turbulence in the void seemed to be gradually returning to calm.
It's like a big black curtain, covering the space between heaven and earth, crossing over the Emperor Star Platform, making people tremble.
"Hahaha...Zihuang Shaoyu, why don't you come down quickly and fight me!"
The sword of Tianjian Sect jumped up to the God's Star Platform with an arrogant look on his face.
The sequential battle for the Dao Soul Ranking is gradually coming to an end, but for all participating monks, this is the real beginning.
The top twenty monks on the Dao Soul List are all extremely talented people, and they can be called the peerless geniuses of this era.
Sword Maniac ranked twelfth.
But Zihuang Shaoyu is in the top ten!
The two of them judged each other!
But Jian Chi had an aloof look on his face, without any fear in his eyes. He waved his hands, and two blue long swords appeared in his hands. The sword power around his body instantly erupted with violent force as cold as a wind blade.
"This guy seems to be about to realize his own swordsmanship!"
"This is a madman! Once this guy fights against someone, he will not stop fighting! It's so crazy! It's a huge headache!"
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The monks around were talking a lot.
Zihuang Shaoyu glanced at the turbulent flow of space.
His eyes were sharp, but there was a hint of suspicion in them.
His figure flashed, and he landed firmly on the Emperor Star Platform. However, he did not take the lead in drawing out his sword. Instead, he raised his head and looked up into the sky, shouting:
"Fellow Daoist Qin Nan, don't go out now! When will we wait?"
One word stirred up a thousand waves!
Everyone's minds were raised again by this sentence, and everyone's eyes were once again focused on the sky.
All I could see was the turbulent flow in the sky was calm, and no trace of Qin Nan's breath could be detected at all.
"Shaoyu, you are talking nonsense...".
Jian Chi's voice stopped abruptly.
He stared blankly at the sky, where a bloody figure holding a silver sword was walking out.