Chapter 785: You might as well try the monthly ticket)
At the foot of the mountain, everything is silent.
Only stunned faces and eyes full of horror appeared around them.
Qianfeng's face turned pale. He looked at Qin Xuan and it took him a long while to suppress the shock in his heart.
A disciple of the Kunlun Inner Sect and a monk in the realm of transformation into gods.
Even in the world of cultivation, he had never encountered such paleness.
His best speed was actually not as good as his opponent, a low-grade golden elixir monk. This seemed to be the greatest humiliation to him.
"Thank you for your last mercy!"
Qianfeng swallowed a pill and recovered from his injuries.
At this moment, all the pride on his face was gone. No matter whether the opponent was a low-grade golden elixir or a transformed god, at the last moment, the opponent did hold back.
If the other party hadn't held back in the end, both of them would have suffered a lose-lose situation.
Qin Xuan looked at Qianfeng calmly, "I have an old relationship with you, the founder of the Kunlun Sect, so I won't kill you!"
Are you related to Kunlun Patriarch?
Qianfeng was startled, and his expression became even darker.
The Patriarch of the Kunlun Sect has long been a giant in Hedao. He has been cultivating the True Realm for an unknown number of years. How dare a low-level Jindan monk with a bone age of less than 100 dare to say that he is related to the Patriarch of Kunlun?
Qianfeng ignored these words and stood up slowly. The wound on his chest gradually healed with the power of the elixir.
"I thought that the barren stars in this area were all mortals, but I never thought that a python would emerge from the desolate land." Qianfeng said slowly: "You were merciful before, but I am not like that. If you had just half of murderous intention,
My consciousness has come out and hurt your soul, how can I allow you to hurt me?"
There seemed to be light in his eyes, and suddenly, Qin Xuan felt a pressure.
This coercion rose from the soul, as if there was a sword glow in the opponent's eyes, trying to cut his soul into powder.
"Divine consciousness?"
Qin Xuan couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Then you, why not give it a try?"
As the sound fell, Qianfeng's expression suddenly changed.
Even the other cultivators couldn't help but be startled, especially Xu Chen, whose eyes flickered slightly.
The biggest difference between the golden elixir and the realm of transforming gods is the divine consciousness. Transforming gods and developing spiritual consciousness can hurt the soul with just one thought. Even if a golden elixir cultivator is a genius, his soul is still weak. Compared with the divine consciousness, it is like clouds and mud.
How dare this Qing Emperor make such wild remarks?
Is it possible that he has a magic weapon to protect his soul?
Xu Chen looked at the Eternal Sword and the seventh-grade magic weapon in Qin Xuan's hand, his eyes slightly condensed.
The soul-protecting magic weapon can be said to be the most precious treasure in the world of cultivation for cultivators below the realm of God Transformation. Even those at the realm of God Transformation would be jealous of it.
In a battle of spiritual consciousness, one person possesses the soul-protecting magic weapon, and the superiority and inferiority are determined.
Even Qianfeng's pupils couldn't help but shrink, "Do you really think I don't dare? So what if you have a soul-protecting magic weapon? You may not be able to stop me!"
"A magic weapon cannot be omnipotent!"
Qianfeng's expression was solemn, "I want you to hold on. I won't argue with you about what hurt me today. As long as you admit defeat, I won't take into account the previous disputes!"
"Even if you are willing to go to the world of cultivation, I, Qian Feng, can guide you to join my Kunlun Sect!"
Qianfeng's eyes were intense, he came here to defeat the Qing Emperor.
If Emperor Qing is defeated, Mo Qinglian will join the Kunlun Sect with him.
As for the Qing Emperor's previous disrespect, Qianfeng no longer cared about it.
In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. Just the fact that the Qing Emperor could hurt him with a low-grade golden elixir was enough to make Qianfeng feel proud.
With such a talented person, Qianfeng naturally wanted to introduce him to the Kunlun Sect.
This Qing Emperor is definitely a peerless talent.
Even if he is placed in the world of cultivation, he is destined to be a person with amazing talents, enough to compete with core disciples and even direct disciples.
The expressions of the other cultivators changed slightly. They understood the meaning of Qianfeng's words.
Xu Le couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Qin Ling, "Once your brother enters the world of cultivation, I'm afraid he will be like a dragon entering the sea!"
Xu Le shook his head and smiled bitterly. A mere person who is not a star, trapped in the limitations of heaven and earth, actually has such strength and talent. What if he is in the world of cultivation?
Xu Le can imagine that if this person enters the world of cultivation, there will be a genius in the world of cultivation who will be famous among the stars.
Qin Ling stared, "Jiaolong? You are swearing! Ling'er is ignoring you!"
With that said, Qin Ling kicked Xu Le and walked towards Jun Wushuang.
curse?
Xu Le felt like crying but had no tears. The dragon entered the sea. When did he curse someone?
He turned around with a grimace and looked at Qin Xuan in the sky.
Perhaps, Jiaolong enters the sea with a little contempt. Such talent and strength are called...
Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens!
That’s not an exaggeration, right?
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In mid-air, Qin Xuan's clothes and sleeves did not move, and his green hair swayed in the breeze.
Qin Xuan shook his head and laughed, "You were the one who was injured, and you were the one who was not as fast as me. Now, it's you who makes me lose?"
His smile gradually faded, and his eyes became calm.
"Does a mere god-forming monk really think he can defeat me, Qin Changqing?"
"My divine consciousness is no more than a tiny speck of dust, how dare you hurt me?"
A chill flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, as if a great force had arisen from his body, causing the surrounding world to surge.
"I have said it before, if you don't bow, you will kneel!"
"I, Qin Changqing, have never made a mistake in my words."
Qin Xuan's pupils were as indifferent as the sky.
"I have spared your life and will not kill you. If you don't kneel down again, I will show no mercy!"
As soon as the sound fell, everyone's expressions were shocked.
Qianfeng's pupils shrank suddenly, and anger appeared on his face.
"You are asking for your own destruction! It will be extremely difficult to recover from a slight loss of soul!"
Not to mention Xu Le and others, even Qian Feng felt that the other party was crazy?
A mere golden elixir actually provokes the consciousness of the divine realm?
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent. Suddenly, he had stepped out and seemed to disdain to speak to Qianfeng.
"you……"
Qianfeng's expression suddenly changed, and suddenly, there seemed to be a ray of invisible consciousness condensing in his eyes.
He didn't expect that the other party would actually dare to take action again.
"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me!"
Qianfeng's voice was extremely cold. The person in front of him was too arrogant.
So what if there is a soul-protecting magic weapon? He will let this person know that the difference in realm, the difference between soul and divine consciousness, cannot be made up by a mere soul-protecting magic weapon.
Qianfeng suddenly used his spiritual consciousness. His spiritual consciousness was like a small sword, only an inch in size, flying out from his pupils.
In just a moment, these two small swords had entered Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness.
"cut!"
Qianfeng shouted loudly, but before he could finish his shout, his expression suddenly changed.
His consciousness entered the other party's sea of consciousness, and he was even confused.
The two small swords were within each other's consciousness, but they seemed to see an infinite world.
This piece of heaven and earth was countless times larger than the stars under his feet. It was just like the eternal heaven and earth, boundless and endless.
His consciousness is like a speck of dust in this world.
"How can it be!"
Qianfeng couldn't believe it. The other party was just a low-grade golden elixir cultivator. The sea of consciousness, the sea of consciousness... was hundreds of millions of times more powerful than him. Even his sea of consciousness was only a mere ten feet tall. His condensed consciousness was only
An inch.
Suddenly, a breeze came, and for just a moment, the two small swords seemed to be swept away by the breeze like candles.