In the square pond, Qin Hongyi opened her eyes and looked at a flower in the pond.
Its rhizome is as green as jade, with a total of twenty branches and thirty-one flowers. It is just a nine-color jade fruit, exuding wisps of divine beauty.
All around, there are more wisps of holy skandhas emerging, forming a domain all around, a domain that is difficult for mortals to touch.
"Brother Changqing doesn't know when he will come back!"
"Brother Changqing didn't let me act rashly, but Hongyi ate a lot of fruits picked by Brother Changqing, as well as delicious fairy wine."
"This fruit is the best in this mountain. If you can pick it and give it to Brother Changqing, Brother Changqing will be very happy, right?"
Qin Hongyi's eyes rolled around, and the corners of her mouth turned up involuntarily.
She looked at the jade fruit surrounded by wisps of magic, seeming to think of Qin Xuan, and she couldn't help but smile.
Qin Hongyi approached cautiously. She was just a little younger, but that didn't mean she didn't know the risks. She knew very well what grade this fruit was, and she knew even better how much risk she had to take if she wanted to get it.
Even though she has the Emperor Soul and some magical powers that can break this method, she is still walking on thin ice.
If Qin Xuan were here, he would probably know what that fruit was.
The Holy Mountain of Taidao, the Holy Fruit of Zhenshan, and the Nine Source Fruit of Taidao.
It is indeed the best if placed in this medicine peak. Not to mention in this medicine peak, even if it is placed in the southern region, there are not many holy medicines that can compare with it.
This fruit can produce one in 660,000 years. The person who swallowed this fruit last time was a Taoist saint and became a saint!
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In the Holy Mountain of Taidao, Qin Xuan was walking alone.
The world is in chaos, and many Daluo and even low-level immortals are guarding this area.
Above the sky, headed by the current geniuses of the sixth realm of Hunyuan under the command of the six great saints, the rest, a total of more than a hundred direct descendants of saints from the fourth realm of Hunyuan and above, are fighting against the eleven ancient beings.
The Jiansheng clan, the sixth realm of Hunyuan, belongs to the Sword Immortal Lord.
Seize the Heavenly Mansion, the Emperor's Son, the Deyun Emperor's Son.
The Xusheng clan, the Holy Son of the Sun.
The Moon God Clan, the Saint of the Moon.
Mu Xian Emperor Clan, Emperor’s Son, Ling Xiaocang!
The blood-dead forbidden clan, the emperor’s son, is buried in Taiyou!
The Heavenly Blood Imperial Clan, the emperor’s son, Gai Youxu!
The Beiming clan, the emperor’s son, the Beiming emperor’s son!
The immortal lineage of Qing Emperor, the emperor’s son, Emperor Li Xuan!
The Burning Heart Buddha Clan of the Western Region, the emperor’s son, floats three thousand!
The ancient beings from the eleventh century came to this world proudly.
They were constantly fighting, with holy magic, holy soldiers, and even half-emperor soldiers bombarding them wantonly.
In comparison, among the prodigies of the current generation, except for the top six, the remaining hundreds of prodigies of the Holy Palace in the sixth realm of Hunyuan were all injured. Few died, but many were injured.
Many people had eyes filled with fear, shock, and disbelief.
"Emperor Li Xuan!"
Suddenly, a roaring sound rang out, and the arm of a great emperor in the Southern Region, a prodigy of the time, was shaken into nothingness.
Emperor Li Xuan's eyes were vaguely indifferent. He was wearing a green suit, and there was a faint gray immortal power lingering around him.
This kind of immortal power is similar to the immortal power Qin Xuan suffered, but it is different. Compared with the immortal power Qin Xuan suffered, it has a more domineering feel.
Emperor Li Xuan held the seal of Fang Diyue in his hand, which was a half-emperor soldier, and looked at the Nantian Emperor's son quietly.
"The son of the Southern Territory Emperor is nothing more than this!"
He spoke indifferently, looked at the man with the broken arm, and immediately stepped on it.
"How dare you claim to be the best in history!? That's too ignorant!"
As soon as the sound fell, Emperor Li Xuan held the Immortal Half-Mountain Seal in his hand and bombarded the Emperor Nantian.
The Five Mountains in the Central Region, like the three imperial clans, have stood majestically in the immortal land since the beginning of the immortal world.
In every era, there are people who can inherit it.
Emperor Li Xuan was said to be the most likely to become the Qing Emperor in that era. For this reason, he did not hesitate to suppress his realm to avoid becoming a saint.
In the end, the Immortal Emperor Palace was never opened in that era, the Green Emperor's inheritance was not released, and the catastrophe was approaching. Emperor Li Xuan had no choice but to escape into the forbidden area to wait for future generations to emerge.
Boom boom boom...
After being bombarded eight times, the immortal essence of the Nantian Emperor's son in the sixth realm of Hunyuan exploded, and there were faint cracks on his body. In this world, he was forcibly pushed back by hundreds of Emperor Li Xuan.
Husband.
"Emperor Nantian's son!"
There were roars, and some immortals from the Saint Clan were involved. It was impossible for the Nantian Emperor to be completely severely damaged and unable to fight again.
Immediately, one after another Hunyuan Immortal Soldiers and Semi-Saint Soldiers came to encircle and suppress Emperor Li Xuan.
"How can the breeze shake the trees in the sky!?"
"How dare you attack me!?"
There seemed to be a glow in Emperor Li Xuan's eyes, and immediately, the big seal in his hand swept out.
Many weapons were rolled back, and a third-level prodigy flew away with blood.
Emperor Li Xuan stood proudly in the heaven and earth. From his palm, another holy weapon came out, with a spear like blood, killing the many geniuses.
This time, he seemed to have murderous intentions.
"This era is too weak. Wait, do you still want to play around?"
There was a faint hint of impatience in his voice. Immediately, in the sky, one person shot to pieces, shattering eighteen Holy Palace Immortals, shocking the entire battlefield, and the other Holy Palace Immortals all retreated.
The rest of the ancient beings could not help but frown when they were fighting against people in this world.
They looked at Emperor Li Xuan, and one of the monks murmured the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, it's just a sin, this battle is over, you should meditate and wash away your sins for a hundred years!"
His eyes suddenly stood up, and behind him, a Vajra statue with angry eyes appeared.
This Vajra is as big as a thousand feet, has thousands of hands, thousands of soldiers, and a terrifying evil aura, like a Buddha possessed by a demon.
Boom boom boom...
Thousands of soldiers fell, blasting towards the top genius of the Saint race in front of them.
This prodigy of the Saint Clan was well-known in the Southern Territory long before the turmoil. He was no weaker than the Emperor's son. Facing this Buddhist power, his face could not help but be solemn.
He blocked more than 460 weapons. Finally, without paying attention, a golden bowl shattered the immortal essence and touched his body.
With a muffled groan, he stepped back more than ten feet, blood gushing from the corner of his mouth. Immediately, more Buddhist soldiers came overwhelmingly and swept towards him.
The remaining nine ancient beings also moved. They no longer held back, and wanted to slaughter the geniuses of the Southern Territory here, and their blood would flow like a river.
Qin Xuan seemed to have felt the murderous intention of the ancient creature. He didn't take it seriously. At this moment, he frowned slightly and saw a figure. He casually fired out a magical power and killed him. He seemed to treat him as his own.
The genius of the world who participated in the siege.
The Xusheng clan, the Holy Son of the Sun.
He never put Qin Xuan in his eyes, he was just an eighth-level golden immortal. He just arrived and killed him casually.
boom!
In an instant, a palm print enveloped Qin Xuan's body.
Qin Xuan's steps paused slightly, and in the air, the Holy Son of the Sun could not help but let out a light sigh.
"Eighth Rank Golden Immortal, can you block my palm?"
He looked at Qin Xuan with a little suspicion, and saw cracks on the palm print. Immediately, with a vast roar, the palm print exploded, revealing the white clothes and black hair.
And, that pair of indifferent black eyes, quietly staring at the Holy Son of the Sun.
"Ants!"
"Do you want to die?"
Qin Xuan's thin lips parted slightly, but his words made the Holy Son of the Sun's eyes freeze slightly.
How dare you call a golden immortal an ant!?
"court death!"
The golden pupils of the Holy Son of the Sun are like the sun, and there is a faint flame burning in them, as if...