In Qin Xuan's eyes, the figure of the Killing Emperor slowly emerged.
"Qin Changqing, are you afraid!?"
Emperor Shasheng stood with his hands behind his back. She looked at Juntian's figure with disdain in her eyes.
"It has never happened before!"
Qin Xuan responded calmly.
"Then, why do you hesitate!?" Shasheng asked.
"There is still a gap." Qin Xuan replied: "We may not be able to win even if we try our best!"
"I'm looking for a chance to win!"
Shaisheng smiled and turned to look at Qin Xuan, "There is indeed a gap, but the gap may not be that big."
"Qin Changqing, think carefully about why you are fighting."
"Think about it again, what wisdom has been tempered by years, and what else have you lost?"
As the Killing Emperor stepped forward, she gradually faded away in Qin Xuan's eyes.
Qin Xuan looked at the back of the Killing Emperor, and thoughts emerged in his heart.
He, Qin Changqing, fought for Tao, for his deceased friends, and for the Ancient Plains...
As he thought about it, Qin Xuan's mind suddenly shook.
"No, I'm fighting for myself!"
Qin Xuan spoke, with an unprecedented look of terror in his eyes.
Like the boundless starry sky, contained within those dark pupils, absorbing everything.
"Suppress those who struggle to cross the border and restore the purity of the ancient plains for millions of years!"
"Behead those who fight for the crossing, merge with transcendent things, and become my great emperor's way, unparalleled in ancient and modern times!"
Qin Xuan spoke, his voice was like thunder.
Emperor Killing looked back and she smiled softly, "Is it unparalleled in ancient and modern times?"
Qin Xuan was slightly startled when he looked back at Emperor Killing.
Life is like a dream, all in the eyes.
Qin Xuan seemed to be re-watching his life, and memories flashed through his mind like a big dream.
Qin Xuan stood quietly, and he realized that it had really been too long.
From the unknown high school boy back then, to the Qing Emperor in the world of cultivation, the Immortal Emperor in the immortal world, and now the immortal.
The years he has gone through have been so difficult that it is difficult to imagine.
He gained a lot, but seemed to have lost even more.
Qin Xuan couldn't help but think of what Emperor Killing had asked.
After all these years, what did he get? Wisdom? In front of a strong man, a single thought can be shattered.
Strength? He is like an ant in front of the contenders.
Strategy? No, his calculations are all wrong, things are fickle, and they will never go as he wants.
Therefore, he had to step by step to get to where he is today, even to the point of killing all his old friends to make a living.
After all this time, what did he gain?
It seems like I got everything, but it seems like I didn't get anything at all.
Everything in this world is like a reincarnation, jumping from a small reincarnation to a big reincarnation.
What is never-ending is not only the road to becoming strong, but also the endless suffering.
What he lost was his family, old friends, and the past...
"In this life, I, Qin Changqing, will leave no regrets!"
A voice, like a thunderbolt, sounded in his mind.
He was in a daze, looking at the young man who secretly swore in the small room in Jingshui City.
Relying on the memory of the past life and the dignity of the Qing Emperor, the city was reborn.
The young man raised his head suddenly, wearing the power of a king and lording over the world, and his eyes looked down at the emperor in the world.
At that time, he was full of energy and vowed to put this prosperous city under his feet.
When Qin Xuan saw this scene, he suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha……"
The laughter grew from small to loud, and from loud to crazy.
Among the endless branches and flowers, Bai Yi has already been entangled in the branches and possessed by the flowers.
Suddenly, wild laughter burst out from Qin Xuan's mouth, and the Avenue of Immortality spread out from the white clothes like thunder.
It hit the branches and flowers like a dragon, and the flowers and branches trembled slightly.
Jun Tian looked at Qin Xuan, her expression was indifferent, "You are a person who is about to lose, how can you laugh so wildly?"
Qin Xuan raised his eyes and looked at Juntian. On his body, the chaotic fire of Taishi was burning again, leaving traces on the branches and flowers at the transcendent level.
"Will be defeated!?"
"Who is saying that I, Qin Changqing, will be defeated!?"
Qin Xuan spoke, and his voice, like a bell like a bell, resounded throughout the world and shook the world.
"Xian, he actually wants to resist!"
"This person has surpassed us and is in the supreme realm of being sealed in a coffin. Immortal, he will definitely die!"
"Is he looking for death?"
When the contenders opened their mouths, they heard Qin Xuan's wild laughter, some were surprised and some were disdainful.
This immortal, who has not yet become a great emperor, even if he can defy the heavens to the extreme, can kill the wild spirit that has not yet regained its full strength, which is already the ultimate.
They have also heard of this kind of existence, not unheard of it.
However, they have never heard of the existence that transcends the Coffin Slave Realm before reaching transcendence.
"It's just self-righteous." Jun Tian said, and she waved her hand gently. In an instant, those branches and flowers rushed towards Qin Xuan.
However, the next moment, a chaotic flow emerged from the sea of flowers and branches.
Juntian's eyes showed a change.
At this moment, in the endless sea of flowers and among the branches, he held the Endless Sword in his hand, with unrivaled confidence and arrogance in his eyes.
He seemed to be fighting for success with a disdainful attitude, arrogant and without beginning or end.
At this moment, he seemed to have found himself again, the Qin Changqing who once, in Jingshui City, exuded the power to dominate the world and vowed to put the prosperous city under his feet.
Qin Xuan held the Endless Sword in his hand, and he looked at this transcendent power that surpassed the wild spirits.
The gap still exists, and the gap is too big.
But so what?
After many years, Qin Changqing, no matter in terms of strength, vision, or planning, is no longer comparable to the former Qing Emperor.
But he also lost it.
What he had lost that he had not noticed was the youthful spirit of being self-righteous, proud of everything, and not afraid of anything.
The aura of the Qing Emperor who looks down at the world, is invincible, goes against the will of heaven, and is arrogant about everything.
I don't know when, he swung his sword and actually wanted to go back in time to see the result.
Once upon a time, Qin Changqing was invincible when he wielded his sword.
One sword cuts down the stars, slays the sun and the moon.
One sword can suppress the emperor's mountain and frighten the past and present.
One sword can end the calamity and bury the root cause!
If this is the case, how could Qin Changqing be defeated!?
"Do you think I am self-righteous? Just you, a mere coffin slave!?"
Qin Xuan laughed and spoke. He was in the sea of flowers and branches, and the Endless Sword rose slowly.
"No matter who you are, where you come from, or what level you are in, let me ask..."
"I, Qin Changqing, have a sword, can you block it!?"
boom!
The blazing flames are burning, Taishi's rebellion, the path to immortality, all the power, with that burst of laughter and a shout, has been exhausted by one sword.
Jun Tian looked at Qin Xuan's unparalleled confidence and even felt a little puzzled.
She doesn’t understand why this immortal has become so confident, confident that he is invincible, confident that he is invincible, confident that he can rival her!?
Obviously, it’s just an ant!
In her confusion, Qin Xuan had already stepped forward, walking forward in white clothes, invincible.
A sword cuts down, destroys flowers, breaks branches, and a ray of sword light seems to be cutting into the long river of transcendence that has no beginning and no end.
When Qin Xuan's figure appeared, half of the Endless Sword had entered Jun Tian's chest.
Cracks appeared on Juntian's body. She quietly looked at the Endless Sword on her chest, and then looked up at Qin Xuan, as if she was still confused.
"That's all!" Qin Xuan stood with his sword in hand. He looked at Juntian as if looking down, moved his thin lips lightly, and slowly spit out the remaining two words.