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"Diyuan! Hanchen!"
On Zhengu Mountain, hundreds of thousands of ancient beings were fearful and uneasy, looking at the battle in the sky that turbulent the world.
And, for no apparent reason, Zhengu Mountain was suddenly split into two. The eyes of every former genius were full of fear.
What¡¯s more, they looked up to him, the lofty demon-supporting saint, but here he was, high in the sky, roaring with anger and unwillingness, filled with endless resentment.
There are also those sixteen ancient saints, looking at the wounds on the demon's body, and the holy blood spilling over the heaven and earth.
No saint dares to move, no saint dares to help.
Every one of the sixteen saints has a pale face. In their eyes, there is resentment, anger, and unwillingness to entrust the devil. Also, the young man in white clothes, who calls himself Qin Changqing has a calm face.
That sword can divide millions of miles of fairy land, and can break up ancient mountains.
That sword, even if it was them, would never be able to block it even half a cent.
That sword also contains a warning, those who act rashly will die.
The sixteen ancient saints probably never thought after they were born that one day, they would be frightened because of the power of someone else's sword, and they would not dare to help even the saint who was a powerful figure was about to perish.
This feeling made them extremely depressed for almost the first time in their lives.
Especially, they have become saints, and under this Saint-bound Emperor, they can be said to be at the pinnacle of pride.
"Qin Changqing, Qin Hongyi, sure enough, it's them!" The sixteen saints, the saint from the ancient human race, couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
Having disappeared for seventy-six years, even the beings in the Central Territory still don¡¯t know the news about this brother and sister.
But now, this brother and sister appeared in the Western Region and appeared in front of him.
The red-robed war saint, Qin Changqing, was even more terrifying. With just one sword, he suppressed the entire Zhengu Mountain, and no one dared to compete with him.
This era is so terrifying!
Even in their era, no living beings have ever achieved this in the Hunyuan Realm.
Hunyuan's killing of the saint is already a miracle and a monster, enough to make all living beings in the immortal land look up to him, let alone this.
Qin Xuan stood quietly, not caring about the many saints in Zhengu Mountain.
Fang Shengyuan, a saint in the third realm of Hunyuan, can be defeated instantly. What can the seventeen saints of Zhengu Mountain do if they unite?
He is not even qualified to be his enemy, Qin Changqing!
Time also passed by little by little, until, after a stick of incense.
On Zhengu Mountain, a sword radiated a hundred thousand sword souls, suddenly penetrating the body of the demon-toting Saint who was covered in bruises.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A candlelight that's about to be extinguished, extinguishing little by little.
He looked at Qin Hongyi, at Qin Xuan, and at the sixteen saints.
"I'm asking the devil to curse you, and you will be like me in the future!"
A voice containing hoarseness, despair, and resentment slowly spread on Zhengu Mountain.
That pair of resentful faces, at this moment, completely disappeared into the world like clouds of smoke.
There were faint traces of blood on Qin Hongyi's body, and her face was pale.
But there was also a kind of excitement and joy on her face.
Behead the Saint!
After practicing so far, she has finally reached this point.
"Brother Changqing!"
Qin Hongyi walked up to Qin Xuan. She walked toward Qin Xuan with a faint smile on her face.
Qin Xuan looked at it with a daze in his eyes, as if he had returned to his previous life, on the Immortal Emperor Mountain. On the top of the mountain, he looked at the graceful ghost emperor in red, returning from a bloody bath.
Qin Xuan smiled involuntarily at the corner of his mouth.
"Thanks for your hard work!"
He gently stroked Hong Yi¡¯s little head, as if it was the same as in his previous life.
The immortal essence slowly spread out and entered Qin Hongyi's body to heal her injuries.
The sixteen saints looked trembling.
Everyone also has a touch of sadness in their eyes. From then on, only sixteen of the seventeen great saints in Zhengu Mountain remained.
They looked at the brother and sister, feeling a little funny in their hearts.
"How can there be such a monster in this world!"
Some saints cursed in their hearts and were unwilling to give up. They were all the geniuses of their respective eras. They had always been arrogant and looked down upon everything. But now, they have become cowards who dare not even act in front of others.
Every saint has extreme humiliation in his heart.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Xuan Xuan himself doesn't care, what happens to the saints, in his eyes, it's just like what he said.
So what if it¡¯s the saints of Zhengu Mountain?
No more than an ant!
"Let's go!"
"Um!"
Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi were talking, and soon, behind Qin Xuan, the chaos wing slowly unfolded.
He did not look at the sixteen ancient saints again. The Chaos World Wings shook, and Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi disappeared here.
After Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi disappeared, all the sixteen saints could not help but let out a long sigh of relief.
"Finally gone!"
"Yes, I finally left!"
These sixteen ancient saints looked at each other, but they all saw the bitterness of the other.
Let it come and go, do whatever you want.
But they didn¡¯t even dare to move.
What about saints?
At this moment, the pride of the sixteen saints has all turned into nothingness.
It seems that they are the biggest joke in the world.
Just before the sixteen saints made any move, another spatial crack appeared on Zhengu Mountain.
There was a young man who walked out of this space rift.
The hearts that the sixteen ancient saints had just let go of were suddenly raised at this moment.
They focused their eyes on this young man and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
Saint!
The saint of the world!
The first level of becoming a saint!
When they saw this young man, they noticed it immediately.
"Five Mountains Emperor Garden, Xu Zining!"
Among the ancient saints sixteen years ago, the human saint could not help but change his face suddenly.
He looked at Xu Zining in the crack in space, with a touch of uneasiness in his eyes.
Xu Zining's eyes fell on Zhengu Mountain, which was split into two parts, but the sword's intention was still intact.
"Still, are you a step too late?"
Xu Zining muttered to himself, his eyes falling on the sixteen saints.
"Do you know where he went?"
On Zhengu Mountain, all the sixteen saints couldn't help but feel a little humiliated.
Most of them knew Xu Zining. Some of them even fought against Xu Zining decades ago.
"Xu Zining, are you here to question us?"
The ancient saint who had fought against Xu Zining said that he was also the first person to become a saint and thought he had nothing to fear.
Xu Zijing looked at the sixteen saints quietly. In the eyes of the sixteen saints, he shook his head slightly.
His right hand slowly fell on the sheathed sword at his waist.
The next moment, the sword was half out of its scabbard, and a ray of cold light shone like a ray of light on Zhengu Mountain.
Boom!
On Zhengu Mountain, the second crack has already emerged.
The vast sword intention is as if it is eternal and immortal, destroying everything in the world.
"In Xu Zining's eyes, it was as if there was an immortal sword lingering around.
"I ask, do you know where he went!?"
Xu Zining said calmly, "This is the last time!"
The sixteen saints of Zhengu Mountain all changed their expressions.
Especially the one who had fought against Xu Zining before, his face was full of disbelief.
Having not seen him for decades, this Xu Zining is countless times more terrifying than before.
Suddenly, a saint spoke, "He went to the northeast. If you want to find Qin Changqing, go and find him!"
When Xu Zining heard this, he looked to the northeast.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
The sword is sheathed as if it had never been taken out.
A wisp of sword intent slashed the heaven and earth, and Xu Zining stepped into it as if he had never been there before.
Only the second crack on Zhengu Mountain, and the immortal sword intent, made all the saints and ancient creatures of the Western Region
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