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The divine power of the Holy Yuan is like a divine pillar, sweeping towards Qin Xuan's body.
Qin Xuan's face remained as usual, and his arms could not be used. Only slight points under his feet were seen, and the power of Hongmeng was like a dragon, merging onto Qin Xuan's right leg.
The imperial magic power, Hongmeng Town Jiutian!
"A mere holy law!"
There was a hint of indifference slowly passing through Qin Xuan's eyes. Immediately, his right leg was like kicking a stone, hitting the vast moonlight divine pillar.
Boom!
The entire void was trembling crazily at this moment.
Immediately, the saint's face suddenly changed, and Qin Xuan's feet were like dragons, blasting through the 800-foot holy moon. Even before the saint reacted, Qin Xuan had already stepped on the bright moon behind him. .
Under his feet, endless cracks appeared in the bright moon.
The bright moon burst into pieces, and endless waves swept across the entire void.
A saint came over. Looking at this scene, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
A mere Hunyuan was able to break through the divine power of the Holy Law in an instant! ?
The Red Dragon Sage, who was originally relaxed, was even more nervous at this moment.
Immediately, he used the holy method and retreated.
"Everyone, this person has colluded with ancient beings and gained extremely terrifying power. No one person can defeat him. Please help me. Chilong is grateful!"
He was roaring loudly, and his voice echoed through the void in all directions, reaching the ears of the saints here.
Qin Xuan's eyes were dark. After he stepped through the holy moon, he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he stood on the spot, his eyes glaring at the many saints who were getting closer and closer.
His arms were faintly hanging down, "Chilong, if I, Qin Changqing, want to kill someone, why do you think you can escape?"
The light words came out calmly.
Chilong's expression changed suddenly, "Ant, don't be so arrogant, so what if you collude with ancient creatures to gain powerful power? After all, you are heresy, and I, the saints of the Western Region, will never allow you to do whatever you want!"
Around him, holy lights emerged one after another and appeared here.
Qin Xuan looked at the holy lights, one after another, and the saints came here. Immediately, he slowly took a step forward.
His pace was very slow and not hurried, as if what he saw in front of him was not the saints of the Western Regions, but clouds and dust.
Those saints in the Western Regions could not help but frown slightly.
"Presumptuous!"
A saint spoke, and his holy power swept towards Qin Xuan.
But Qin Xuan looked at him as if there was nothing there, and immediately, the saint took action.
This saint is only a saint in the first stage of becoming a saint. His strength is slightly weaker than that of the red dragon.
There is a vast dharma image that covers the heaven and earth. This dharma image holds a holy sword and cuts all directions. Under the holy sword, many heads cover the immortals, as if they were beheading an executioner.
The next moment, the huge holy sword had already slashed towards Qin Xuan.
The giant sword flew across the sky, spanning hundreds of feet across the void. When the giant sword landed, the surrounding void seemed to be cut through by the sword, sweeping away from both sides.
"Presumptuous!?" Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a hint of ridicule.
Once upon a time, an ant acted condescending in his eyes.
Once upon a time, among all the saints in the Western Region, who dared to face Qin Changqing! ?
Nowadays, even the saints at the first level dare to rely on the power of saints to oppress him.
There is strength in numbers! ?
Qin Xuan wanted to laugh, as if he had seen the absurdity of the world.
"How dare you, a mere ant, accuse me of being presumptuous!?" Qin Xuan's thin lips opened slightly. In an instant, the immortal energy in his body vibrated and turned into a thousand-foot-long dharma image in front of him.
Endless clouds and mist appear in this world out of thin air.
The shadows of the vast mountains are hidden in the clouds and mist, and quietly, a gap opens in this vast cloud and mist.
From the top of the mountain, a figure is sitting cross-legged, holding a jade cup in hand, quietly sipping fairy tea.
Behind this figure, there is a tree that is as white as jade, and you can see the silver-white Dao lines on it. Each Dao line is mysterious to the extreme and contains endless years.
It seemed that the huge sacred method came to cut each other.
His face was in chaos, and even his facial features were hard to see.
But only the white clothes seemed to match the white clothes on Qin Xuan.
The Dharma of Emperor Yun!
Qin Xuan looked at the Dharma of the Holy Way in the distance, and the white clothes on the mountain behind him were just drinking from his cup.It was like taking a drop of tea, and it came out with a snap of the fingers.
Once pointed out, the drop of tea seemed to disappear.
The next moment, the face of the Saint who wielded the Holy Law suddenly turned red, and he looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
The image of the holy way behind him was shattered into pieces in an instant.
??Cracks spread from the Dharma Appearance, and disappeared with a deafening roar.
The power of one finger can destroy the holy appearance.
Not only the saint who took action, but also the other saints could not help but look extremely solemn.
Until now, they believe what some Red Dragon Saints say.
Otherwise, why is this person in front of me so terrifying! ?
"Perhaps, it may not be that he was taken away by the ancient emperor.
"Do it, stop this guy!"
A saint shouted, he has a pretty good relationship with Chilong.
As this saint spoke, almost four or five saints responded around him.
One after another, the holy soldiers slowly appeared in the world.
The other saints frowned slightly and were not in a hurry to take action.
Some of them looked at Qin Xuan, and some looked at Chilong, seeming to be thinking.
The next moment, the six holy soldiers came towards Qin Xuan with immeasurable holy light.
Behind Qin Xuan, the white clothes on the mountain were not in a hurry.
Faintly, there seemed to be a green leaf falling from the clouds and mist.
The white-clothed hand pinched the green leaf, and with a slight movement of the wrist, the green leaf slowly came out.
In just the blink of an eye, that green leaf suddenly turned into a thousand feet.
If it blocks out the sky and the sun, it presses horizontally in this void.
In an instant, the six holy soldiers were directly shattered and sent flying upside down.
The six saints all groaned uncontrollably, but the leaf didn't stop and continued to move forward.
In the solemn gazes of many saints, thousands of green leaves cover the bodies of the six saints.
Boom!
With a violent roar, the six saints flying under the green leaves were like feathers, and holy blood overflowed from their mouths.
Everyone¡¯s Saint Yuan is like paper, easily broken.
The blood and bones in the body are broken and destroyed.
"this¡¡"
Some saints couldn't help but were speechless and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
How could a Hunyuan Immortal be so terrifying! ?
This guy, even if he unites with the ancient Holy Spirit, it is impossible for him to do this, right?
The ten thousand-foot-long green leaf slowly shrank, turning into three inches, and landed on Qin Xuan's fingertips.
This time, the person who pinched the green leaves was not the dharma image on the mountain, but Qin Xuan himself.
The green leaves he held in his hands seemed to match the white clothes on the mountain.
"But there are still people who want to stop me, Qin Changqing!?"
The faint words slowly spread around.
Those indifferent eyes look like they are scorning the entire void
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