1581.Chapter 1581: Monthly Ticket for Suppressing Heaven Tribulation)
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As the sound fell, the entire hall suddenly stopped.
"Little friend!"
"presumptuous!"
Taoist Taoist Taiqing's expression changed suddenly. He didn't recognize Xiu Ming, but he knew the treasured clothes of Taixuan Shengzong.
Qin Xuan dared to call the Taixuan Holy Sect members ants...
This is trouble!
The five elders of Taiyuan were even more angry at this moment.
Especially that Yuan Xing, at this moment he wished he could kill Qin Xuan.
He was a disciple of the leader of the Taixuan Saint Sect, and it was said that he was even more important than the unfathomable leader of the Taixuan Saint Sect.
During this trip, even the Taiyuan Sect was in awe and flattering.
How dare the man in white in front of me insult Xiu Ming!? How dare he insult this genius of the Taixuan Saint Sect!
"Do you know who he is? How dare you be so presumptuous!"
"Old Taoist Master Taiqing, where did you come from to be such a cuckold friend? You are so presumptuous!"
"Looking for death, don't be angry, fellow Taoist, please wait until I teach this person a lesson."
The five elders all moved, and the pressure was like falling from the sky.
At this moment, Xiu Ming's eyes seemed to have a sharp edge.
"A mere ant dares to make noise!?"
"roll!"
boom!
Half of the Taiqing Sect's main hall almost disappeared into nothingness in an instant.
Five figures suddenly retreated, their faces all turning red.
Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with purple light, and he just stood up and took a step forward.
Xiu Yan was the only one who didn't move, but there was a trace of solemnity in Xiu Yan's eyes.
The force of that single step just now was by no means weaker than an ordinary high-grade Mahayana supreme full-strength blow.
Although not as good as the Immortal Vein Supreme, it is absolutely terrifying.
The Demon Lord’s strength is well-deserved!
"Master, let me sharpen myself with you!" Xiu Ming's voice slowly sounded, "Do you dare to fight with me!?"
"Hardening?" Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent and he chuckled.
"You want to use me to temper you? That old man from the Taixuan Holy Sect really wants you to die!"
Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes swaying slightly.
As soon as the sound fell, Qin Xuan took a step forward and soared into the sky like a swimming dragon, straight into the starry sky.
Xiu Ming immediately roared, stepped forward, and flew straight into the starry sky.
Xiu Yan's eyes moved slightly and she quickly followed.
Only the Taiqing Taoist and the five Taiyuan elders looked stunned.
Especially the five elders of Taiyuan, they wanted to take the opportunity to make friends with Xiu Ming and show off the strength of Taiyuan Sect, but they never thought that before their strength was shown, they were knocked back by someone, leaving them in a state of embarrassment.
"you wanna die!"
At this moment, Yuan Xing was so angry that he soared into the sky and sank into the starry sky.
In Taiqing Sect, Yun Yu and Qin Yan'er couldn't help but raise their heads.
Yun Yu was speechless and said: "Who is this guy who doesn't care about life and death and dares to offend Qing Emperor!"
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Among the stars, Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back.
The stars were vast and the sun was blazing. He looked at the sounds of Xiu Ming and Xiu Yan that followed, including the five Taiyuan elders.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent and he slowly looked at Xiu Ming.
The next moment, he took a step forward, with a slight purple light flashing in his eyes, crossing the starry sky as if he was very close, and punched out like a star.
Zhenxing Fist!
Xiu Ming's eyes suddenly condensed, and he formed a secret with his hands. He saw that his supreme power turned into an ink dragon and rushed straight towards Qin Xuan.
In an instant, the ink dragon was completely shattered.
Qin Xuan, dressed in white as before, punched repeatedly and rushed towards Xiu Ming.
Xiu Ming's complexion changed slightly, his hands were like thousands of hands concentrating, and in an instant, thousands of ink swords appeared behind him.
"I have a breath of writing and ink, which can kill millions of demons in the world!"
Xiu Ming Lang Lang spoke, and his voice echoed in the starry sky.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "Wen Mo Qi?"
The Zhenxing Fist said that the thousands of black ink swords were destroyed into nothingness. With Xiu Ming's pupils trembling, they directly bombarded Xiu Ming's body.
boom!
In an instant, Xiu Ming's body retreated a million miles. In front of him, there was an inkstone, which was a hundred feet in size, blocking the Star Suppressing Fist.
Before Xiu Ming could react, Qin Xuan had already appeared behind him.
"How dare you be so arrogant when you are angry at Weibo Wen!"
"It's just ridiculous!"
The next moment, Qin Xuan's eyebrows opened, and a ray of golden light shot out of the air, directly bombarding the back of Xiu Ming.
"You dare to insult the Taixuan Holy Sect!?" Xiu Ming's voice sounded, and he had already reacted. The supreme thought appeared, and there were mountains and rivers standing in the starry sky, blocking the sighs to the gods.
Amidst the endless roar, Xiu Ming kept retreating, and a cinnabar pen reappeared in his hand.
His pen is like a swimming dragon, writing thousands of feet of talismans among the stars.
The second-grade killing technique, the Immortal Killer!
In an instant, a blood sword slowly condensed from the talisman.
boom!
The blood sword slashed straight at the golden light, but actually blocked the golden light's killing blow. Unfortunately, this ray of golden light was still not broken.
Xiu Ming's face became more solemn, "No wonder you dare to be so unscrupulous and slaughter the Aoxue Sect. My master is higher than you and thinks you can let me reach the peak of Mahayana!"
"There is indeed something extraordinary about your strength. Unfortunately, if that's all you have, then I will be so disappointed!"
When the sound fell, Xiu Ming moved the cinnabar pen in his hand again. He was like a dragon, dancing in the starry sky.
A thousand-foot red talisman appeared in the starry sky.
The talisman is like blood, and every stroke is like pressing stars.
As the talisman was finished, a bloody sun, a million feet long, slowly rolled towards Qin Xuan.
A first-grade killing technique, the Ten-Yang Immortal Art of Death!
In an instant, millions of feet of blood Yang collided with the sighs of the gods, swallowing up the golden light.
Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, "It's just a first-grade spiritual skill."
A faint light flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, and the next moment, his body was shaken, and all the five realms in his heart were shaking.
It was as if a cave had formed around him, swallowing up everything and destroying everything.
boom!
Fight with nine moves to suppress the calamity!
Immediately, an almost terrifying black air flow condensed on Qin Xuan's fist. Not only that, all the blood in his blood seemed to turn into ink black.
Qin Xuan's punch landed in the bloody sun.
With one punch, the bloody sun, which was a million feet in size, exploded like a broken ball.
The remaining waves are like Hunyuan Cave Heaven, swallowing up everything.
Qin Xuan looked at the second bloody sun and punched it down again.
With one punch, if everything is destroyed, the calamity cloud will collapse.
In his previous life, Qin Xuan relied on this technique to destroy twelve heavenly tribulation clouds with one punch, and entered the realm of transcending tribulation in one fell swoop.
That is the real catastrophe of becoming an immortal, and it cannot be compared with the catastrophe of the Heavenly Jealousy Forbidden.
Every thunderbolt can almost destroy the supreme being at the peak of Mahayana.
The Heavenly Tribulation Cloud destroyed the 12th level, let alone this first-grade Talisman Killing Technique.
Boom boom boom boom...
Under the disbelieving gazes of Xiu Yan, the five elders of Taiyuan, and Taoist Taiqing, Qin Xuan punched ten times, and the ten blood yangs were completely shattered.
Amid the endless waves, Qin Xuan, undamaged in his white clothes, slowly walked out of the Hunyuan Cave.
His right arm was like a demon, and he looked at the cloth with a horrified scream.
"A disciple of the leader of the Taixuan Sheng Sect, the Supreme Mahayana Immortal Vein Supreme?"
Qin Xuan's voice was indifferent, and his eyes were as if he were looking at the entire starry sky.
"It's nothing more than that!"
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