Ye Youhuang's expression was almost extremely ugly, and his face was full of gloom.
The strong men on the side felt relieved when they saw Ye Youhuang's expression.
Li Xiao looked at Qin Xuan inside the Boundary Pearl, his face extremely complicated.
He thought he was a genius, but he was defeated by Jin Jiang with one punch in Jie Zhu. He thought it was because Jin Jiang was too strong that he was like this.
Nowadays, a little-known monk can defeat a golden general with one palm.
"Xiao'er, don't be depressed! There are more than a million stars in the world of cultivation. There are endless creatures, and demons and monsters coexist. Even the most gifted creatures are chosen one among billions. They are everywhere in the world of cultivation." Lingxuan sighed: "But
, we are cultivating not just to be competitive, but to become immortals!"
"If you don't go to the immortal land, what will happen if you are temporarily invincible?"
Li Xiao turned his head and glanced at Lingxuan, seeming to realize something.
The boundary bead moved slightly, and Qin Xuan came out of it, holding a Buddhist gift and standing. He looked at Ye Youhuang, "Donor, the Three Treasures Bodhi Tree Seed!"
He was straightforward and did not hide anything.
The cultivators present could not help but look at Ye Youhuang. In this battle, Ye Youhuang was not only humiliated, but also lost a Three Jewels Bodhi. It can be said that he lost his wife and lost his troops.
Some people frowned slightly. With Ye Youhuang's arrogance, I'm afraid he would never give up like this.
Ye Youhuang's gloomy expression gradually returned to normal, and he played with the Three Treasure Bodhi Tree Seed in his hand.
"If you want this, you can!"
"However, you need to fight again!"
After the sound fell, Qin Xuan looked at Ye Youhuang with his face as usual.
The cultivators on the side couldn't stand it, and someone slowly said, "Emperor Ye You, are you going to break your promise? This is a grand gathering of treasures, do you think we don't exist?"
"Emperor Ye You, don't go too far. Since you are arrogant, you should give this treasure to this monk!"
Many people stood up slowly, showing bad looks on their faces.
Ye Youhuang suddenly raised his head and looked at the Dao Lord who made a sound, his voice was like a bell.
"Shut up!"
His face was cold and he stared at the group of Taoist monarchs with anger burning in their eyes, "How could I break my promise? Since I agreed to this battle, I will naturally plant the Three Treasures Bodhi tree for this monk."
The faces of the Taoist monarchs were ashen, and they were all extremely dissatisfied with Ye Youhuang's arrogance.
Every Taoist Lord of Return to the Void is an extraordinary person in Mo Yunxing, but now he is casually scolded by Emperor Ye You, so he is naturally dissatisfied.
Ye Youhuang held a faint smile and looked at Qin Xuan playfully, "Monk, you exceeded my expectations. Why don't you fight again? If you win, I will get rid of the Three Treasures Bodhi Tree."
Tree species, I’ll give you this too!”
He moved his fingers slightly, a ring dotted with crystal stones lit up, and an ink-colored jade bottle appeared in his hand.
"This is Yuqiong's plasma. It was originally given to the pure body of the golden general. If you win another game, I will give this to you too! How about it?"
Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, Jade Blood Blood, an excellent pure substance.
He looked at Ye Youhuang. He was worthy of being the prince of Daqian Divine Kingdom. Even the Tianyun Sect could not possess such a treasure, but Ye Youhuang could take it out at will.
"Seventeenth Brother, who do you plan to let fight the eminent monk again?" Ye Youding's face changed slightly, and there was worry deep in his eyes.
Ye Youhuang turned his head and smiled lightly, "Just a weak woman!"
"Enchantress, this battle is up to you!"
Behind Ye Youhuang, a masked woman with an exposed figure and fair complexion slowly walked out.
"The slave family will obey the prince's order!"
Her voice was so charming that many cultivators present could not help but feel waves in their hearts.
Ye Youding's expression changed slightly, but before she could say anything, Qin Xuan said lightly, "Okay!"
He responded and came down, holding the Buddhist gift and smiling as before, "Donor, you and I are not related, so why should we give such a heavy gift!"
Qin Xuan sighed and said: "The poor monk should remember the kindness of the benefactor, and he will repay it in the future!"
He never even glanced at the enchantress, but the words he spoke shocked the powerful people present.
To give such a valuable gift?
This monk is too crazy. Is it possible that he thinks he will win this battle?
Everyone's eyes passed over the enchantress, and many people were shocked. They were shocked to find that they could not see through the enchantress's realm, as if there was a layer of fog covering her body.
When the enchantress heard Qin Xuan's words, she giggled coquettishly. The sound caused many people's faces to turn red, and they suppressed the charm in their hearts.
Ye Youhuang's expression froze slightly, and he suddenly burst into laughter, "You are quite interesting as a monk, Enchantress, please be gentle, don't let this monk suffer too much!"
Qin Xuan smiled softly, turned around and entered the world bead again.
In the sky of the Boundary Pearl, Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly, and a charming voice sounded in his ear.
"Monk, why are you so thin?"
A graceful jade hand fell on Qin Xuan's shoulder, and the enchantress appeared behind Qin Xuan at some point.
Qin Xuan did not respond and slowly fell down. Suddenly, the palm of his hand shook and ignited a strange purple fire.
The Eternal Evergreen Technique circulates, and the magic power annihilates the purple fire with a shock. Then, the magic power turns into Buddha power, which is as vast as the sea and shakes all around.
Quietly, Xuan Ji's figure took an unknown number of steps back, and in front of Qin Xuan's eyes, countless enchanting figures of women suddenly appeared.
"Monk, why are you so heartless? The world is so beautiful. Why do you practice Buddhism or realize the Tao? Why don't you live happily with your slave family?"
The charming voice made people's hands and feet go numb, but Qin Xuan's heart felt clear and clear.
This woman is a little bit weird. This voice is a kind of musical art, which is heart-wrenching, and the eyes are filled with illusions.
This enchantress should be a Mahayana practitioner who practices illusion.
Qin Xuan smiled softly, "Female donor, I think you also have a high-grade Nascent Soul. The phantom sounds are extremely mysterious in killing. Even a strong person in the Nascent Soul Realm will probably not be able to match the female donor!"
"pity!"
Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, "You have chosen the wrong enemy! A poor monk is a monk. Beauty to me is like withered bones, and the world of mortals is nothing!"
"The sky is full of fairies in front of me, and the poor monk's heart feels like death."
In the void, the enchantress looked as usual, "Monk, the slave family has heard too many words like this..."
Before her bewitching voice could be heard, Qin Xuan had already slowly reached out his hand.
The Buddha's palm was like a tower, roaring out, and all the illusions in the sky were shattered.
"Monk, you are so cruel!"
In front of Qin Xuan, there was a stunningly beautiful woman, half-clothed, looking pitiful and weeping.
boom!
The hand of the Great Buddha fell, the illusion turned into nothingness, the Enchantress' pupils finally changed, and she looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
She has mastered the magic of illusion, and her music can destroy the heart, but the monk in front of her is not moved at all.
"Monk, if that's the case, don't blame me!"
As soon as the sound fell, the enchantress's voice suddenly became extremely gloomy. As she stretched out her hands, eight black flags appeared from behind her, and from them, souls of the dead flew out, like ferocious ghosts, with a strong ghostly aura.
The dark wind swept down and landed on the hand of the Great Buddha. It was wiped out. In just a blink of an eye, the hand of the Great Buddha was broken.
Qin Xuan held a Buddhist gift and looked ahead, where a dark wind covered the sky and evil ghosts shuttled around.
If,
Hundreds of Ghosts at Night!
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