Chapter 907 No more Huanyun Yi (please vote for me)
"Withdraw!"
"Escape, don't resist!"
"This guy is not human at all!"
Voices of fear rang out one after another, and the sun and moon treasure ships crossed the sky, blocking everything.
Qin Xuan jumped to his feet, looked at the four or five god-transformation monks who were full of fear, and shot out thousands of black thunders with his palms, like death scythes, harvesting lives.
Boom boom boom...
The sound of the body's protective essence breaking was heard one after another, and corpses were everywhere where the black thunder passed.
Every time a palm fell or every step was taken, several great cultivators who transformed themselves into gods fell. Their corpses were strewn across the fields, and their blood flowed into rivers.
Even Li Ming, Liu Zheng and others from the Fuhuan Yun Sect and the Huangbao Tower's Shen Transformation cultivators were stunned.
They looked at the wanton killing and demon-like voice, and a trace of regret suddenly arose in their hearts.
You shouldn't mess with this guy!
This guy is truly a monster!
The voice rose from the bottom of their hearts and was suppressed by the two of them in an instant.
"Don't panic, gather into formation and fight against the enemy together!"
Liu Zheng roared and roared angrily. He once again refined a magic weapon in his hand and blasted it towards Qin Xuan.
boom!
Qin Xuan suddenly turned around and slapped the blade away. A faint mark appeared on his palm, which quickly returned to its original state.
Around him, there was almost an open space. His feet were stained with blood and he was walking on corpses. A group of great monks who were transformed into gods gathered in fear in the distance in front and behind.
In the distance, Han Yu and others came over. Looking at this scene, they couldn't help but gasp, with fear, shock, and panic on their faces.
There were more than a hundred transformed gods, but now there were only about seventy people left.
At Qin Xuan's feet, dozens of corpses stood on the ground. Almost every one of them was a great cultivator who had been practicing for more than a thousand years.
Not only that, when Han Yu, Liu Le and others saw the pale and frightened faces of the more than seventy god-transformation monks, their bodies became even colder.
How terrifying is it that one can kill dozens of great cultivators of the God Transformation in such a short period of time, and how terrifying is it that one person can inflict such fear on dozens of enemies.
"Is it possible that this guy is the True Monarch of Nascent Soul? He is also the ultimate descendant of the Immortal Vein Sect!"
Liu Zhi could no longer care about holding grudges at this moment, and all that was left was the endless shock.
Liu Zheng's face was also a little pale. He looked at the magic weapons that were blown away, such as the flying sword, the flame refining tower, and the black long knife floating in front of him. They were all seventh-grade magic weapons, but he felt faintly jealous.
Not only that, there were nearly a hundred magic weapons floating in the air among the great monks behind him, but no one dared to move them.
Li Ming and other monks from the Huangbao Tower were nothing more than this. They were so frightened that they did not dare to move at all.
Qin Xuan stood alone on the spot, his eyes were cold, and suddenly, dozens of bottles of pills appeared in his hand. His palm shook, and all the pills were poured into his mouth like a whale swallowing.
"not good!"
"Stop him quickly!"
The expressions of Liu Zheng and Li Ming changed suddenly. They naturally saw that the pills Qin Xuan swallowed were to replenish his magic power. From this, it seemed that his magic power was not endless.
Immediately, more than a hundred rainbow lights, all magic weapons, bombarded Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at the many magic weapons coming from behind and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
Overhead, the sun and moon treasure ship crossed the sky. In an instant, the sun and the moon twinkled in the sky, and the sun's flames and the cold moon turned into two rivers, rushing towards the many magic treasures coming in force.
Boom boom!
The entire fourth floor of Tianxiao Pavilion seemed to be torn to pieces, endless explosions rose into the sky, and the light on the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship dimmed and trembled.
Swish, swish, swish...
One after another magic weapons broke through the river and came straight towards Qin Xuan.
Although the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship is a sixth-grade magic weapon, facing more than a hundred magic weapons, even the Nascent Soul Lord is still unable to resist it.
"He won't be able to hold on any longer and is at the end of his rope!"
"Take this opportunity to kill this person!"
Roars sounded one after another, and one after another magic weapons were seen rushing out. There were still forty or fifty seventh-grade magic weapons, shining brightly, and they were not ordinary seventh-grade magic weapons.
Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth lightly, and the three thousand golden elixirs in his body slowly rotated. The rolling medicinal power accompanied him with the Eternal Evergreen Secret, and continuously turned into mana and poured it into the golden branches and jade leaves.
If anyone could observe the Dantian in his body, they would find that he did not even look like he was exhausted.
Of the three thousand golden elixirs in the Dantian, less than one-third has been consumed.
Qin Xuan stretched out his palm, and suddenly, a long rope appeared in his hand.
Tie the divine rope!
Qin Xuan held the rope as a whip, and Qin Xuan held the rope to bind the gods. Black thunder covered the rope like thunder snakes.
Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent. He suddenly shook his arm, and the rope that tied the god was like a long snake, extended a hundred meters, and bombarded the magic weapons in the direction of the desolate treasure tower. Then, the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand slashed out again.
As Qin Xuan's palm trembled, thousands of sword energy erupted from the Eternal Sword. The sword energy was like a fine thread, turned into clear rain, and bombarded the many magic weapons.
Boom boom!
With two roars, all the magic weapons flew out at this moment.
Qin Xuan stood majestically, not moving at all. The counter-shock force of the magic weapon caused the energy and blood in his body to surge, but it was still within the limits of the eternal green body.
On the other hand, the more than seventy great monks who transformed themselves into gods were all pale, mentally damaged, and some even had blood coming from the corners of their mouths.
"What!?"
"This guy……"
Liu Zheng and Li Ming were completely sluggish. Only then did they realize that Qin Xuan showed no signs of lacking any remaining strength, even compared to his heyday.
Three magic weapons can compete with more than a hundred magic weapons. Even though there is a difference in grade, it is enough to prove that Qin Xuan has powerful magic power.
Han Yu couldn't help but paused for a moment, slightly opening her red lips, "Did he do this on purpose!?"
Pretending to have insufficient magic power, the more than seventy god-transforming monks were forced to take action.
Han Yu felt a chill in his heart. Facing more than seventy god-transformation monks alone, he dared to take the initiative to force him.
Could it be that this guy is the incarnation of a dragon and a phoenix, a powerful reincarnation?
"How can it be!"
Liu Le and Liu Zhi were even more stunned at this moment. Looking at the incomparable Qin Xuan, they seemed to have fallen into chaos.
From the golden elixir monk who was looked down upon by them at the beginning, to now he is fighting fiercely against the entire Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower without losing a single bit.
The gap is so huge, it's like heaven and earth.
While everyone was in shock, Qin Xuan had already moved.
Others, like a golden roc flying on its wings and stepping on gold, appeared among the great monks of the Huanyun Sect who transformed themselves into gods.
There are many great monks in the Huanyun Sect, and there are still more than forty people left.
Qin Xuan looked at the great monks of Huanyun Sect with a cold expression.
Five sword intentions suddenly rushed out from him.
When the sword is slashed out, the sword energy turns into thunder clouds, turns into clear rain, breaks the heaven and earth, and transforms people's hearts into a sword realm.
Before the forty or so great monks who transformed themselves into gods could recover, they had already appeared in the vast clouds and mist, and only those sword intents were everywhere.
Qin Xuan had three thousand golden elixirs in his body, half of which had been consumed at this moment.
"ah!"
"Hurry up and break this damn sword field!"
"Uncle Liu Zheng, save me!"
A series of pitiful screams rang out, and Qin Xuan looked down into the vast white clouds, like a god.
It was just a matter of dozens of breaths until the vast clouds and mist dissipated.
Corpses lay everywhere, but only one person stood.
Liu Zheng was covered in scars, one leg and one arm were cut off, and he looked at Qin Xuan in horror.
"you are not human……"
Before he finished speaking, Qin Xuan whipped out a whip.
Like a black thunderbolt, it instantly penetrated Liu Zheng's head and blasted his head into pieces.
Qin Xuan slowly turned around. In his eyes, the great cultivators of the Transformation of God from Huangbao Tower had already begun to run away.
Qin Xuan stood quietly with a calm expression, looking at the fleeing monks from Huangbao Tower as if they were ants.
At this point, in Tianxiao Pavilion...
No more magic cloud clothes!
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(I just saw that the author has turned into a bunch of garbled characters. I was thinking that there were some problems in the background yesterday and not all chapters were posted. I'm sorry everyone.
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