"It's just a golden elixir, I don't know whether to live or die!"
Tan Xuan's eyes were filled with overwhelming anger. This guy was no better than a golden elixir, so he dared to stop him.
In an instant, flying knives of divine consciousness rushed into Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness.
Thousands of flying feathers came out together, and each flying feather was powerful enough to kill the golden elixir, and struck down on the sword light of the Eternal Sword.
boom!
In just a moment, all the flying knives of divine consciousness were annihilated, and Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness remained calm.
In an instant, the sword light collided with the thousands of flying feathers, and roars exploded.
Tan Xuan's face suddenly turned pale, and his face was filled with shock, "How is that possible!"
Before, Qin Xuan blocked a flying knife from his consciousness, which was acceptable to him. Maybe the other party had a soul-protecting magic weapon, but now, after thirty or forty flying knives from his consciousness, the other party still looked as normal?
Not to mention someone who is in the golden elixir realm and supports the soul magic weapon, even if he is in the spirit transformation realm, he will never be as calm as this one.
From the sword light, countless flying feathers shattered, Qin Xuan held the sword and walked, a faint green light flashed in his eyes.
"How can a frog at the bottom of a well know the sky?"
His voice was indifferent, and suddenly, the Eternal Sword shook, and countless sword energy spurted out from the Eternal Sword, turning into clouds and mist.
Thunder Cloud Sword Style!
The first form of Tianyun Sect’s core sword technique!
Tan Xuan recognized it in an instant, and his eyes were suddenly shocked. He once again refined the flying knife that cut off the wilderness. The silver-white knife had an unparalleled sharpness, and it cut straight through the clouds and mist.
Ding ding ding…
In just a moment, Tan Xuan's face changed, full of surprise.
I saw the flying sword slashing into the clouds and mist. Not only did it not cut through the clouds and mist, but it was like cutting into ten thousand swords. Every wisp of mist was like a seventh-grade magic weapon, with terrifying counterattack power.
It makes Tan Xuan color change.
This Thunder Cloud Sword Style is more than a hundred times more powerful than what Chang Yun used before?
In Tan Xuan's shock, clouds and mist enveloped him.
Tan Xuan suddenly shouted loudly, and the body-protecting essence rose up. The bright white body-protecting essence was like a wall touching the mist.
boom!
In just a moment, Tan Xuan's face could not help but turn pale. His body was struck by the body-protecting essence, as if being attacked by ten thousand swords, trembling violently and teetering on the verge of collapse.
This scene made Tan Xuan's eyes extremely horrified.
"How is that possible? Could it be that this guy is a great cultivator of the Transformation of Gods who is hiding his cultivation?"
Tan Xuan roared in his heart, he suddenly condensed the seal in his hand, and countless white feathers suddenly appeared behind him.
Fei Yu Jue!
Tan Xuan has already mastered the seventh-grade pinnacle spiritual art.
Along with the countless flying feathers wrapped around it, when the protective essence was shattered, countless flying feathers rotated wildly, colliding with the surrounding mist, and the sound of thousands of swords clashing resounded in the cave.
boom!
With an explosion, Tan Xuan rushed out from the package of countless broken flying feathers and looked at Qin Xuan in shock.
At this moment, the clouds and mist seemed to be condensed to the extreme, and a ray of golden light came out from the clouds and mist.
The golden thunder suddenly struck down on the many flying feathers wrapping Tan Xuan's body.
boom!
In just a moment, countless flying feathers were blasted into nothingness, and a hole appeared in the package of flying feathers, revealing Tan Xuan's figure.
The moment the clouds dispersed, thunderbolts appeared in front of Qin Xuan, hundreds of them, and each thunderbolt was like chopping down a mountain.
Under the hundreds of golden thunders, Qin Xuan's face was as calm as water, and he slowly spit out one word.
"out!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Hundreds of golden thunders blasted directly towards Tan Xuan at this moment. Even Tan Xuan could not help but feel shocked and frightened at this moment.
He made a prompt decision and directly used all the power of transformation in his body to condense the flying feathers in the sky to meet the hundred golden thunders.
Not only that, Tan Xuan even refined the desolate flying knife, and a pill appeared in his hand and he put it into his mouth to make up for the consumption.
Boom boom boom...
As if it were destroyed, the entire cave was shattered by the intertwining of flying feathers and golden thunder, and almost half of the mountain had collapsed. Suddenly, a silver-white flying knife dimmed in light and flew out upside down. Tan Xuan's face turned red and he suddenly sprayed.
A mouthful of blood came out, and the color on his face quickly faded.
Amid the roar, Tan Xuan barely managed to steady his figure and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
Not only Tan Xuan, Li He, but also Chang Yan looked at Qin Xuan dumbfounded.
How can it be!
Looking at the figure with gray clothes and white hair, they could clearly see Qin Xuan's cultivation level, which was a high-grade golden elixir.
The cultivation of a high-grade golden elixir actually made Tan Xuan almost powerless to fight back?
"Did I drink too much? Am I hallucinating?"
Chang Yan rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at where Qin Xuan was.
Li He was even more frightened and angry. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, "Senior, let me help you!"
As soon as the sound fell, the fly whisk in his hand was hooked up and down, like a sky net, it enveloped Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at the three thousand white silk threads with indifferent eyes, stepped on them, and the Eternal Sword suddenly slashed out.
boom!
A ray of sword light cut into the big net, and in just a moment, the countless white threads were almost cut off. At this moment, Li He seemed to understand why Tan Xuan was in such a mess.
The backlash coming from the fly whisk was like breaking his mind, causing Li He to spurt blood and turn pale.
This golden elixir monk... is too strong!
A golden elixir actually made him, a low-level monk, feel invincible.
Just as Li He was shocked, he suddenly saw the gray-robed and white-haired Jindan monk slowly turning around and saw a pair of indifferent pupils.
"act recklessly!"
Qin Xuan looked at Li He and slowly uttered four words.
Company Commander Yun Shang, a low-ranking deity who could possibly win, actually dared to take action against him?
Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped out and used the Jinpeng Body, which was almost extremely fast. Even though Li He had divine consciousness and could vaguely see Qin Xuan's figure, he could not react.
It was too fast. Even if he tried his best, it would be difficult for him to reach such speed.
"careful!"
Tan Xuan shouted, with anxiety and fear in his eyes.
Before the shouting ended, Qin Xuan's figure appeared behind Li He.
puff!
The body-protecting essence was torn apart like tissue paper, Dou Da's head flew high, and blood rose into the sky like a fountain.
Li He, the low-level monk who transformed into gods, died!
Chang Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was no longer any hint of drunkenness in his eyes.
"Monster, definitely a monster!"
She murmured silently and looked at Qin Xuan dumbfounded.
A high-grade golden elixir, but killing a low-grade god of transformation is like killing a chicken. Looking at the Tianyun Sect, no, in the entire Northern Wilderness, which golden elixir can achieve such a level?
At this moment, a trace of panic finally appeared on Tan Xuan's face.
He shouted in shock and anger: "Who the hell are you?"
Tan Xuan's heart trembled. The golden elixir was of the highest grade? If he believed it again at this moment, he would be a fool. The person who could kill Li He like a chicken, and even he could not defeat him, would he be a monk of the golden elixir of the highest grade?
Even a high-ranking monk who transformed into a god had never made Tan Xuan feel such fear and pressure.
Qin Xuan turned around, glanced at Tan Xuan lightly, and stood with his sword in hand, his gray hair floating among the ruins and rocks.