The old devil laughed, it was ugly, his voice was hoarse but loud.
"Boy, I said you are arrogant, but you are really arrogant to the extreme. How dare you, a Nascent Soul boy, to scold me like this?" The old devil smiled exaggeratedly, but he didn't care in his eyes.
Even the stern Taoist priest shook his head and glanced at Qin Xuan, "Interesting!"
He seemed to want to see any difference in Qin Xuan's face.
How can a Nascent Soul Lord have the confidence to say such a thing?
The three of them are demon cultivators, middle-grade Dao Lords who have returned to the void. Anyone else would have been so scared that they would have fled away.
The Nascent Soul boy in front of me dared to stand in the air so calmly and calmly, neither escaping nor retreating, with a calm expression on his face.
"Don't be afraid that this boy is scared to death!" The beautiful woman couldn't help but laugh, "Boy, I think you are interesting, how about you hand over the stored magic weapon and the flying sword, and I will spare your life?"
She looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of smile.
Qin Xuan ignored him, and the woman's smile froze slightly. This was the second time she was ignored by Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked in the direction of the Heavenly Demon Alliance, as if waiting for something.
The three of them were even more surprised, but they were not in a hurry to take action.
Can a person in the Nascent Soul Realm, with his immense abilities, still be able to escape from the hands of three of them, the Tao Lords who are at the middle level of Returning to the Void?
"Don't talk too much. Too much words can easily lead to accidents!" It was the stern Taoist who spoke again. In the world of cultivation, there are many examples of boats capsizing in the gutter due to a moment of carelessness.
This is even more true among demonic cultivators.
Especially with Qin Xuan's attitude, Taoist Yin Li didn't know what confidence Qin Xuan had, but he didn't want to delay it like this.
"I wonder if you, a Taoist priest, will become less courageous the longer you live!" The old demon on the side said with a strange tone: "I and other demon monks can do whatever we want, and we are afraid of this and that, and we are timid. Why don't you go to that group of bald men?"
Donkey, it’s time to get along with the bastards.”
The fly whisk in Taoist Yinli's hand shook. He was about to attack Qin Xuan, but he suddenly turned around and blasted directly towards the old demon.
The old devil's sarcasm was sarcastic, but the crutch in his hand was not slow.
Immediately, a virtual image of a spider appeared, its web like a blade, mixed with the red whisk.
Boom boom boom...
The fight between the two Dao Lords caused quite a stir in the formation.
"Dead Taoist priest, how dare you attack this devil?" The old devil cursed while taking action. At the same time, he did not forget to be wary of the beautiful woman, for fear that Qin Xuan would be taken away by the beautiful woman accidentally.
"Two guys, even if there is a big formation, if you want to fight, why don't you just stay away?" The woman also looked at the other two with raised eyebrows.
Qin Xuan frowned slightly and looked at the two people fighting happily in the formation.
The two people were too noisy, just when he was about to use the Eternal Sword.
Suddenly, his eyes paused slightly. In the Heavenly Demon Alliance, he saw a seven-color glazed chariot flying across the sky. Behind this seven-colored glazed chariot, there were dozens of monks. Each of the monks was a top-grade returner to the void, wearing the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace.
clothing.
The entire formation suddenly became quiet. The old demon and the woman even saw the many existences in the Demon Alliance, and their pupils shrank suddenly.
"No! Take this kid away quickly!"
"That is the saint from the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace. If she discovers it, we will inevitably suffer a loss!"
"It's over, now we're in trouble!"
The seven-color glazed chariot was very fast, and those Dao Lords were very fast. When the old demon was about to capture Qin Xuan, a bone sword suddenly slashed out from above the seven-color glazed chariot.
The bone sword passed through the formation and cut it apart in an instant, filling the air with countless smoke and dust.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, the three demon cultivators in the formation were all stunned. They had no time to pay attention to Qin Xuan at this moment. They looked at Wuxian on the seven-color glazed chariot, their faces pale.
Wuxian still has a very bad reputation among the demon cultivators in the ten major star regions. Apart from her extremely powerful master, Wuxian herself is definitely not a weakling. She fights across borders and practices the White Bone Way. Every time she travels, she will It caused a huge disaster, but no one could do anything about this saint from the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace.
In the air, the seven-color glazed chariot stopped, and Wuxian was seen standing on the chariot. She didn't even look at the three people, and landed on Qin Xuan.
There was a hint of evil in her eyes, but more of joy.
But when she saw Qin Xuan's arms hanging slightly, her brows furrowed.
"You are hurt?"
Her expression changed suddenly. She knew Qin Xuan's strength well. Even the 20,000 monks from the Galaxy Alliance had never hurt Qin Xuan, but now Qin Xuan's arms were actually injured.
Qin Xuan glanced at Wuxian and said calmly: "It's just a minor injury!"
He stepped directly and walked towards Wuxian, "I originally wanted to join the Heavenly Demon Alliance, but I didn't expect that the Heavenly Demon Alliance has quite a few rules!"
His words were naturally referring to the three people from Tianzhu.
The three people below were already stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.
The beautiful woman's face was even more pale, and her back and clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
"Damn it, who is this guy lying on the ground? How could he know the Wuxian Saint and talk to her in such a tone!" The woman only felt cold all over her body at this moment. What kind of existence is Wuxian? She couldn't be more clear.
Even the leader of the Third Grade Demon Sect would respectfully address Qin Xuan as Saint. Qin Xuan's tone was simply unbelievable in her eyes.
Moreover, the tone in which Wuxian asked Qin Xuan about his injury just now was not an ordinary friendship.
At least, the current leader of the Demon Alliance, the half-stepped existence of the Holy Demon Celestial Palace, must be respectful in front of Wu Xian.
In the entire Heavenly Demon Alliance, no one dared to talk to Wuxian like this.
The eyes of the old Demon Spider and the stern Taoist on the side were full of fear.
Who would have thought that a monk in the Nascent Soul realm, and not a demon cultivator, would be related to a saint from the Holy Demon Heavenly Palace.
They probably never imagined that the saint who was unattainable in their eyes was once Qin Xuan's maid.
Wuxian glanced at the three people, "Can these three guys stop you?"
Just kidding, even with the Galaxy Alliance, you, Qin Changqing, can come in and out as if there is nothing there.
"However, these three guys give my Heavenly Demon Alliance a good face!" Wuxian gritted her teeth. She looked at the three men fiercely. Despite her expression, she still couldn't conceal her charm that charmed all living beings.
Qin Xuan stepped onto the seven-color glazed chariot and sat down nonchalantly, as if he was the owner of the chariot.
This move caused a sudden change in the expressions of the dozens of high-level Dao Lords who had returned to the void behind Wuxian, as well as the two leaders of the Heavenly Demon Alliance who were half-stepping into the Dao.
Wuxian didn't care, her eyes flickered, as if she was considering how to deal with these three people.
Under Wuxian's gaze, the three people from Tianzhu seemed to be wandering on the edge of life and death, and even did not dare to beg for mercy.
"Let's go, I will heal my wounds and then destroy the city!" Qin Xuan said calmly, as if giving orders.
Wuxian snorted coldly, then ignored the three people and turned around to walk towards the seven-color glazed chariot.
Qin Xuan's turn made the three of them feel as if they had escaped from the brink of death, and the three of them almost felt like they were exhausted.
The seven-colored glazed chariot turned and led the Taoist Lords towards the Heavenly Demon Alliance.
It wasn't until Qin Xuan and Wuxian left that the three of them dared to raise their heads.
"Who is this guy?" The three people from Tianzhu said with cold sweat on their faces and lingering fears.
"No matter who it is, we can never provoke it." The Yin Li Taoist's voice seemed to be no longer so sinister. He wiped off the cold sweat on his face and soaked his sleeves.
What the three of them don't know is that when Qin Xuan was waiting, the three of them had made a move against Qin Xuan instead of talking too much.
At this moment, the dead souls have already been killed by Qin Xuan's sword, and the lives of the three of them, even if they are Wuxian...