Yuan Lin fell on the field, and a disciple of Xuan Tianzhen Sect had already taken action, glaring at Qin Xuan with cold eyes, taking Yuan Lin back, taking the elixir, and recovering from his injuries.
Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back. He turned around and looked at the disciples of the Xuantian Sect, and his peripheral vision also passed by the three supreme beings of the Xuantian Sect.
After just one glance, he ignored them and instead focused on Li Xuandao and Feng Mo.
"Disciple Changqing, I have met the sect master, the master!"
He gave a slight salute, which was very different from his previous madness.
Many Tianyun Sect strong men reacted and looked at Qin Xuan.
"Hey, we haven't seen each other for ten years, this little guy is getting more and more scary!"
"Thunder Cloud Sword Domain, my Tianyun Sect never existed in Thunder Cloud Sword Domain, but it was realized by him as a god."
"Chief Disciple, after this battle, you have truly deserved your title."
Many powerful people discussed, looking at Qin Xuan with excitement and shock.
Qin Xuan won the battle and was proud of Tianyun Sect. This was naturally what they were happy to see.
In the past, the Tianyun Sect was frequently suppressed by the Xuantian Sect. In the hearts of everyone at the foot of the Tianyun Sect, there was a feeling of depression in their hearts, but now it was all gone, and they were so unhappy.
"This little guy has come back after ten years, so what a great gift!" Li Xuandao also smiled. Even though there was a lot hidden in the depths of this smile, he still smiled and looked at Qin Xuan and nodded.
Ten years later, at the peak of divine transformation, Li Xuandao was satisfied with both his cultivation speed and his defeat of Yuanlin's Thunder Cloud Sword Domain.
I also felt happy for the decision I had made. Tianyun Sect was about to produce a monster, and he was expected to enter the Immortal List.
As long as the Tianyun Sect survives the catastrophe that is the limit of Feng Mo's longevity and endures until Qin Xuan rises, the Tianyun Sect will once again stand firm on the Mo Yun Star.
"Three hundred years, even if it is nonsense, I hope it becomes true!" Li Xuandao murmured in his heart.
He knew that he alone might not be able to support the Tianyun Sect.
Three hundred years to become the Supreme Being is as difficult for him as ascending to heaven.
Qin Xuan's achievement of becoming the Supreme Being was as difficult as ascending to heaven, but Qin Xuan's self-confidence gave Li Xuandao a glimmer of hope.
"The little guy is very extraordinary. If he joins my Xuantian Sect, he will achieve even greater achievements!" Grandma Xue said with a faint smile as she put away her lowered gaze.
Li Xuandao's smile on the side froze, and anger appeared in his eyes.
If Grandma Xue had not been the Supreme Being, the Tianyun Sect would not be as powerful as the Xuantian Sect, and he would almost fall out.
This time the Xuantian Sect came and planned to let Yun Ni join the Xuantian Sect and take his daughter away, which made Li Xuandao's patience reach its limit.
What's more, now Xuantian Sect is still targeting Qin Xuan.
Feng Mo on the side couldn't help but glance at Grandma Xue, and grinned, revealing the few remaining teeth.
"Old guy, why didn't you say that it would be better for all the people on the Immortal List to join your Xuantian Sect?"
"It's just a fact, I just said it casually!" Grandma Xue refused to comment, but in her words, she said that the Tianyun Sect was lonely.
Feng Mo tapped the tail finger of his right hand again. He smiled. Although there was no anger in his heart, he still tolerated these three old guys from Xuantian Sect.
At this moment, a loud shout came from the venue.
I saw one of the Yuanying disciples of the Xuantian Sect with a somewhat ferocious look.
"How dare you take such a heavy blow?"
Many Tianyun Sect strong men turned their eyes and fell on the person who made the sound.
This is a man, wearing black clothes, a jade belt around his waist, and a mysterious crown on his head. He turns his palms and an ink pen appears in his hand.
They knew this person, his name was Yuan Hong, he was a high-grade Nascent Soul disciple of Xuantian Sect, and he was very powerful.
It was this person who fought against the top ten Nascent Soul Realm True Lords of the Tianyun Sect in a row, and won every ten battles, making it difficult for the Tianyun Sect to raise its head.
Qin Xuan turned his head slightly,
Looking at Yuan Hong, "If you hurt my disciple Tianyun, you should pay back ten times. What? Do you have any questions?"
His understatement made the faces of the True Lords of the Tianyun Sect look ugly, and Yuan Hong's face turned livid.
"you……"
"What a arrogant tone!"
The green-haired young man's eyes turned, and his three-colored pupils reflected Qin Xuan's figure.
Is the Tianyun Sect really a major sect of the Immortal Vein? Will it be returned tenfold? With the current power of the Tianyun Sect, these words are just a joke.
Suddenly, the ink pen moved, passing through the air, drawing an ink rainbow, and Yuan Hong walked on the ink rainbow.
"Let me see how capable you are of uttering such arrogant words!"
There was anger in his eyes, and he turned the ink pen in his hand, and in an instant, thousands of ink droplets spilled out.
The ink droplets turned into paintings and weapons such as knife handles and sticks.
This is a true gentleman who has mastered the art of ink calligraphy and painting. The ink pen in his hand can make ink paintings become objects.
In an instant, thousands of ink soldiers came across the sky, like a rain of ink.
Qin Xuan looked at him and smiled indifferently. The Eternal Sword in his hand trembled, and the sword roared into the sky, almost breaking the clouds and mists on the Nine Mountains of Tianyun.
Then, I saw the sword energy transforming into thousands, each ray of sword energy was only the size of a raindrop, clear and transparent, falling into the ink soldier.
Boom boom boom boom...
In the air, the ink soldiers collided with the clear rain, countless ink soldiers shattered, and the ink rain dispersed.
At this moment, the scattered ink stains turned into fine needles like cow hair and came towards Qin Xuan.
There was a sneer in Yuan Hong's eyes, "My magical power of ink is ever-changing, how can it be compared to your clumsy sword style?"
I saw millions of ink needles, almost blocking Qin Xuan from retreating. Yuan Hong, who was holding an ink pen, looked like a saint, with one ink pen cutting through ten thousand swords.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. He looked at the thousands of ink needles. Suddenly, the sword energy that had been dispersed into water mist quietly turned into thousands of strands. Like a vast white mist, those ink needles were in the white mist.
In it, like a fish in a net, it is imprisoned.
Yuan Hong's pupils shrank, but Qin Xuan already smiled leisurely.
"Whether it's clumsy or not, it's not your turn to judge!"
"Victory over you is like flipping the palm of my hand!"
As soon as the sound fell, water mist filled the air, annihilating all the ink color. Immediately, the water mist all over the sky condensed into clear rain again, covering the deep rainbow.
"You!" Yuan Hong didn't have time to speak. He shouted suddenly. He waved the ink pen in his hand countless times at this moment. It turned into a sheet of ink, like a field, shrouded in front of him, letting the clear rain sword energy fall on him.
in.
It's like clear rain falling on an ink pool, only ripples appear in the ink field, and no trace is left.
"It's ridiculous. I want to see how you can defeat me?" Yuan Hong laughed loudly. His ink realm is also changing in countless ways. Ink is originally a thing in the water, and the Qingyu Sword Qi enters it. If he is captured by this realm,
Refining will instead strengthen this ink field.
Qin Xuan shook his head and smiled, "An inch of fierce fire can refine an inch of true gold, but how can it refine a huge wave!"
As soon as the sound fell, the ink and wash field suddenly trembled. Yuan Hong snorted suddenly and took a few steps back.
I saw that the vast clear rain, not only was not refined by his domain, but penetrated his ink domain.
Not only that, the mist formed by the shattering of the Qingyu sword energy was already lingering in front of him. The water mist lingered and turned into clear rain. In an instant, an unknown amount of it flew towards Yuanhong.
Boom boom boom...
There was a roaring sound, and there were continuous roaring sounds.
"This is the second type of sword domain. He has also cultivated the Qingyu Sword Power into a sword domain?"
This time, Feng Mo stood up suddenly.
The first four movements of Tianyun Sword Technique are Tao, which outlines the foundation of Tianyun Sword Technique, the fifth stance of Tianyun Sword Technique, and now, Qin Xuan actually practices both Thunder Cloud Sword Technique and Qingyu Sword Technique.
The sword realm that has become.
Even Patriarch Tianyun, who created this sword technique, never did this. Otherwise, Tianyun Sword Technique would be the five major sword domains, not the five styles.
Feng Xuan was also dumbfounded. The white mist turned into rain, and the rain turned into white mist. The cycle of reincarnation turned into immortality.
One powerful man even murmured in a daze: "This guy, actually..."