1618. Chapter 1618 If you don’t kneel down, you will die (monthly vote)
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A million miles of Hunyuan Cave Heaven would swallow everything.
Even the two Immortal Vein Buddha Lords could not help but narrow their eyes slightly.
"Concentrating energy into the body, this palm will severely damage the Immortal Vein Supreme at the peak of Mahayana!"
"Amitabha, did the little donor really not try his best before?"
The two Buddha Lords murmured softly. They looked at the field and saw the Hunyuan Cave Heaven slowly healing.
A figure was almost covered in bruises and was barely breathing.
The Supreme Master of Frost stood hunched in the starry sky with his spear in hand, with blood and flesh flying all over his body. There were even bones exposed and internal organs broken.
The entire starry sky seemed to turn to death at this moment.
horrible!
Qing Emperor Qin Changqing!?
Is he really Qing Emperor Qin Changqing!?
The appearance in white clothes made a shadow flash in their minds.
Now he is the man who moved the stars and destroyed Tianxuan.
Demon Lord Qin Xuan!
They are all dressed in white, and they all have the power to defeat the supreme immortal lineage at the pinnacle of Mahayana.
"Could it be possible that the Qing Emperor Qin Changqing is the demon lord Qin Xuan!?" A Mahayana Supreme couldn't help but speak. His voice sounded, and many Mahayana monks couldn't help but take a breath.
If the Qing Emperor Qin Changqing is the Demon Lord Qin Xuan...
But since this is the case, it should not be Tianxuan who was killed in the first place, but Bai Qingtu.
"Probably not! It's just that the two of them are too imaginative!" A Buddhist master slowly said, "The Demon Lord Qin Xuan is good at swordsmanship, but this Qin Changqing is good at magical powers."
"The sword that was struck back then was considered unparalleled in the world of cultivation. Even the sword master at the Supreme Sword Tomb saw it in person, and the remaining sword intent is still concentrated to this day."
"This Qin Changqing has never used a sword, but his fists, his palms, his skill, and even the force of his step can crush frost."
"Unless you think that someone can understand the Mahayana swordsmanship, and even master such terrifying magical powers at the same time, he can defeat a strong man like Fushuang without the Mahayana swordsmanship." The master of the second-level Buddhist sect said in his golden eyes.
There was a candle flickering, "I sent a disciple to Tianyun Sect once. This Qin Changqing's bone age should not exceed 500. When he joined the sect more than a hundred years ago, Qin Changqing was only in the Golden Core realm."
These words shocked the hearts of many Buddhist monks present.
Some of them are the masters of major Buddhist sects. As soon as the incident in the Virtual God Realm came out, many people inquired about Qin Changqing's details.
The result obtained is no different from this news.
That's why they are so shocked now. Fu Shuang may not be the strongest in the world of cultivation. There are people in the vast starry sky who can make Fu Shuang so invincible. However, if this person is a person with a bone age of less than five hundred,
An existence in the Golden Core Realm more than a hundred years ago...
It is unbelievable that there are endless waves of terror in the hearts of many eminent monks.
Over a hundred years, from the golden elixir to the ruined frost now!?
"I once suspected that Qin Changqing was most likely the reincarnation of an immortal. In fact, it's not just me, everyone present should also have such thoughts, right?" A first-grade sect nun spoke, and she lowered her eyebrows slightly, "
If not, how could there be monsters here in this world? Even in the world of cultivation, how many of them were there in the past?"
"In those records, there are some reincarnations of immortals who received auspicious blessings from the sky when they were born, sang songs all the way, and swept through the whole life."
Immortal reincarnation!
These four words made many Buddhists present feel turbulent.
…
In the starry sky, Qin Xuan wiped out the Eight Desolate Battle Body.
He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Fushuang.
At this moment, Fu Shuang's eyes were filled with fear, anger, and endless resentment.
"You won, but this is my revenge. If I, Fu Shuang, don't take revenge, I will never be a human being!" His voice was cold, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.
Even with just this sentence, there were fragments of internal organs at the corner of his mouth, and blood foam poured out.
He was hurt too much. Looking at Qin Xuan, there was a rune shining secretly in his hand, ready to escape.
"Piaomiao Immortal Sect's cross-border talisman is good, but do you want to escape?"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and quietly, dressed in white, appeared behind Fushuang.
This is an incarnation, Qin Xuan uses his essence to condense.
The white-clothed palm was like a knife. In an instant, it tore the Fushuang arm, and the cross-border immortal talisman fell into the hands of Qin Xuan's incarnation.
The white-clothed incarnation seemed to be looking at Fushuang with some amusement. The next moment, its body was divided into ten parts.
Ten incarnations appear around this frost.
Everyone has strength that is not weaker than Qin Xuan.
Fight with nine moves to defeat immortals.
He doesn't have much essence in his body, so it's not easy to condense the ten incarnations.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent. Along the way, he rarely used Immortal Fighting to fight, mainly because he concealed his identity. Secondly, the magical power of Immortal Fighting seemed like a monster, but it was not without flaws.
Three thousand incarnations, Qin Xuan is the main one, it is like one person controls three thousand incarnations to fight. In a life and death battle, if it is against a strong person, the slightest difference is enough to decide the outcome, not to mention Qin Xuan wants to control three thousand.
If Qin Xuan had not been a great emperor in his previous life, he would probably have been relegated to an immortal, and he would not dare to be so arrogant and would be exhausted.
To fight against the strong, such a flaw will be almost useless, and will lose mana and essence for no reason. But against the weak, it is absolutely terrifying. We are outnumbered and the enemy is outnumbered. For Qin Xuan, with his current strength, three thousand white clothes can be
The Mahayana that breaks through ten thousand non-immortal veins.
When Qin Xuan first created this magical power, he never thought of becoming strong with it.
Although the magical power of defeating immortals cannot be used against the strong, it is still capable of fighting Fushuang, who has been severely injured.
Fushuang's face suddenly changed. He looked at the ten incarnations and Qin Xuan standing in the distance, his calm eyes as if he was looking at them.
"You want to kill me!?" Fushuang Ruoruo's eyes were about to burst after losing his biggest life-saving treasure.
Qin Xuan didn't even say a word, but with a thought, a transformed spirit took action.
In an instant, a person in white clothes appeared in front of Fushuang, with hands like dragon claws falling on his shoulders.
Here...
The sound of flesh and blood tearing was heard, and one of Fushuang's arms was violently torn off.
Broken bones can even be seen in it.
"ah!"
Fushuang howled in pain, resounding through the stars.
Qin Xuan looked at Fu Shuang calmly, "Kneel down three times and kowtow nine times, I won't kill you!"
"I, Qin Changqing..."
“Practice what you preach!”
After he said what he had said before, many people in the starry sky were speechless. They took a deep breath and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
Qin Changqing... He made Fu Shuang kneel down three times and kowtow nine times!?
That is a great gift, the most respectful etiquette, but for the enemy, it is the most humiliating way.
Fushuang is one of the twelve elders of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and the Immortal Vein Supreme at the pinnacle of Mahayana. If Fushuang kneels down, he is not kneeling on himself, but on the Piaomiao Immortal Sect!
Even the two Immortal Vein Buddha Lords couldn't help but stare at each other. They looked at each other and wanted to speak.
Before they could open their mouths, Qin Xuan faintly uttered four words.
"Kneel down or die!"
The ten white-clothed incarnations had a faint murderous intent in their eyes.
Fushuang, at this moment, seemed even more stupid. His body was trembling, his arms were broken, his body was covered in bruises, and his bones and blood were broken.
In the eyes of all living beings who couldn't believe it or even couldn't believe it, the messy body knelt down silently.
Touching the starry sky with your head is like knocking on the gods.
Although it is silent, it is like... to the creatures present...