This scene almost made the creatures in this world feel like they were seeing ghosts and gods.
In the eyes of all living beings, Qin Xuan has already taken the second step.
Between the outside of Tianjiu Holy Pass and the Tomb of the Buried Emperor, Xu Xu coughed up blood. His holy body was cracked, and his hands were stained red by the holy blood.
Qin Xuan's eyes were as gray as death.
He took one step again, and in one step he had crossed three million miles.
Even ordinary saints would find it difficult to reach this step.
Xu Xu raised his head, his hair flying with anger, and wisps of holy blood gathered in the two swords and holy soldiers.
Immediately, he sacrificed the two swords into the air, and the power of the saint gathered around his body to form a vast dharma that reached the sky.
The image of a saint appears in the heaven and earth.
He has a majestic figure, some white clothes, and his gray hair is like a waterfall, hanging down on his waist.
Immediately, the Dharma phase moved, and the two holy soldiers fell into its hands.
The two swords shook, and the sword energy spread out in a radius of thousands of miles, like a dragon, lingering for hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, and even ten thousand feet.
Wisps of sword energy seemed to be like a world-destroying storm, blocking Qin Xuan.
Entering the holy realm of sword energy, a flash of sword light almost split the sword realm into two.
Even its appearance was cut apart, including space, void, and the barrier of the fairy world. A sword mark penetrated a full 70,000 miles.
Under Qin Xuan's body, part of the thousands of miles of land seemed to have been forcibly extracted.
He condensed the thousands of miles of earth into a sword, used the Qing Emperor Sword to kill the saint, and broke through the holy realm with one sword.
In the world that was divided into two, Qin Xuan looked at Xu Xu quietly, and the black sword in his hand slowly slashed down again.
boom!
The earth was torn apart for tens of thousands of miles, as if it had turned into a sword, appearing in the eyes of all the saints.
At the edge of the sword, Xu Xu's mouth bleeds and he avoids the sword.
Before he could move again, the space around him solidified.
Qin Xuan casually threw the sword in his hand into the ground, crossed the sky and the earth in one step, and appeared in front of the realm of time.
I could see the surroundings of Xu Xu's body trembling faintly. He was trying his best to break through the realm of time and break free from the confinement.
Faintly, a crack appeared in the space.
Qin Xuan was indifferent, slowly raised his palm, and landed directly on Xu Xu's body.
boom!
In an instant, Xu's chest was penetrated, and the flesh, blood, and internal organs that flew out were all solidified in the realm of time.
The realm of time was broken, and everything was almost restored to its original state. The blood and other holy bodies were directly destroyed into nothingness.
The first time he broke through the realm of time, he turned into a vast golden light and avoided Qin Xuan's second palm.
One palm fell, and the earth shattered.
Xu was in the distance, covering the hole in his chest, and a pair of holy swords fell into his hands.
His seven orifices were bleeding, and his holy body was so badly damaged that even his heart was penetrated.
"Qin Changqing!"
He hoarsely uttered three words, and holy blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Immediately, his body suddenly disintegrated and turned into a ball of bright red blood mist.
This blood mist directly penetrated into the pair of holy swords and charged towards Qin Xuan.
The power of this pair of holy swords is more than twice as terrifying as before.
Qin Xuan looked at the two swords as they passed by, the space split open, and wisps of blood that were almost condensed to the extreme enveloped the two swords.
His palm shook slightly, and all around him, the power of heaven and earth seemed to be immortal.
The pair of swords suddenly fell in front of Qin Xuan.
Seven inches in front of Qin Xuan, the two swords that condensed the entire holy body were stagnant in the void.
Wisps of sword energy shattered the void, tearing everything apart.
Even a saint would find it difficult to resist these swords, which are as powerful as killing half an emperor.
boom!
The void was split, and a large area of space directly collapsed. The pair of swords faintly advanced an inch.
Qin Xuan stood quietly, standing between the two swords without moving at all.
Allow the remaining holy thoughts to faintly evolve into a body, turning into a one-foot-tall man, looking at the pair of swords.
He sacrificed his holy body and holy essence and put them into these two swords, hoping to kill the white man.
boom!
There was another roar, and the swords advanced another inch.
In just over twenty breaths, the swords had already advanced a full four inches.
But in these four inches, the luster of the swords has dimmed.
Qin Xuan looked at the pair of swords, and then his palms moved slowly. He pinched the swords casually and dropped them in his hands.
Then, his five fingers shook, and he saw cracks directly appearing in the pair of holy weapons in his five fingers, and the power of destruction was like ripples, spreading in all directions.
Boom boom!
Accompanied by two roars, the two holy weapons were directly shattered and turned into fragments all over the sky.
Qin Xuan looked at the many fragments in his hands, and his palms trembled slightly. The fragments of the holy weapons fell like flowers and fell into the void, floating to nowhere.
This scene frightened all the saints.
What kind of power is this? Destroying the holy soldiers at will!?
Even permission, at this moment, completely turned into sluggishness.
He looked at Qin Xuan, and those four words seemed to linger in his ears.
Saints are like ants!
In his eyes, Qin Changqing, saints are like ants!
Xu Xu suddenly smiled, as if he was laughing at the end of the road. He was laughing at himself and at Qin Xuan.
"you win!"
Xu Mingwu looked at Qin Xuan, he was no longer able to match this level of power.
Even when he faced the Half-Emperor in the past, he never felt like this, but he felt a sense of powerlessness in the white clothes in front of him.
He and Qin Changqing are no longer on the same level.
Perhaps, even the secret technique used by Daluo Jinxian was not just prepared for him.
That girl from the Taishi clan planned to kill Qin Changqing.
Qin Changqing might have anticipated this, and was waiting for the enemy to come.
Perhaps in the eyes of Qin Changqing, it was not just him, a saint, but two, maybe five, and even the Great Emperor.
This kind of power is beyond his ability to contend with.
"That's it!"
Xu Xu sighed softly and spent his whole life as a saint, but eventually came to an end.
While he was thinking, Qin Xuan seemed to have never heard the emotion of this dying saint.
He took another step and appeared in front of this permission.
With one palm strike, the holy thought was extinguished!
In an instant, the little person transformed by the one-foot holy thoughts turned into nothingness.
Saint Haotian, permit, die!
Below, all the saints were shocked to the extreme, and there was even a chill, as if coming from within the Nine Netherworld, straight into the holy thoughts.
They looked at the white clothes with a faint sense of fear.
"The invincible method lives up to its name!"
Tong Yuxian murmured softly, "However, you are about to reach the end of your life. Your life span will be over and you won't even have a second left!"
"My body collapsed. Even with the inheritance of the Qing Emperor, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover!"
"If you lose your seven souls, you will be like a walking corpse, and you will be ruthless for the rest of your life!"
Tong Yuxian looked at Qin Xuan, the road to death was almost cut off, and she was afraid that Qin Changqing was about to enter reincarnation.
Or perhaps, this Qin Changqing has a way that she doesn't know, and can break through this dead end and open up another imperial path.
She still remembered that sound in the secret realm of the Immortal Source in the past, reversing the passage of time for hundreds of breaths, surpassing countless great emperors from ancient times to the present.
In the Tianjiu Holy Pass, one of the current geniuses and one of the ancient geniuses seemed to be dead at this moment.
Daluo beheads the saint!
In this era, there is someone, Daluo Beheads the Saint!
In that void, Qin Xuan never looked at anyone, and there was no emotion at all in his gray pupils, as if those eyes were like stone, like iron, and more like a dead thing.
He slowly looked toward the North Territory. Finally, he took a step forward and the white clothes disappeared, leaving only this area of heaven and earth in deathly silence.
No matter how imagined the creatures present, even the saints, could never have imagined that there would be such a change.
The emperor was buried, the sky collapsed, and Taishi appeared,