Qin Xuan's words filled the air, but instead of being frightened, the powerful men from the Hundred Kingdoms and the Huanyun Sect monks burst into laughter.
Thousands of people looked at Qin Xuan and his slightly pale face.
"What did he say? Did he say we were looking for death?"
"Who is this boy? Is he a disciple of Tianyun Sect? His clothes are slightly different!"
"Tianyun Sect's chief disciple Chang Qing, yo, the current acting sect leader of Tianyun sect, tsk tsk, what a powerful and majestic sect leader!"
"Yeah, I wonder why you still think you are the Supreme? Tianyun Sect is about to disappear. What can you, a little transformed god, do?"
Many monks looked at Qin Xuan with ridicule, and some even laughed.
That's ridiculous!
A disciple of the Transformation God, facing thousands of powerful people, including many powerful beings, actually uttered such arrogant words.
Qin Xuan used the Eternal Evergreen Art to calm the pain in his seven orifices. He looked at the thousands of monks and his eyes gradually turned calm, as calm as a pool of stagnant water, as if swallowing the starry sky.
No one knows how angry these eyes are beneath their calmness.
Huanyuan also saw Qin Xuan, but he didn't care at all. The overall situation had been decided, and Qin Xuan's transformation into a god could not change anything.
Even though Qin Xuan has an immortal inheritance behind him, now, Qin Xuan is just a monk who transforms into gods.
I came here just to die.
"Why is he here?" Feng Bao's pupils trembled. He was relieved when he saw Qin Xuan was not there during the previous battle, but now, Qin Xuan came from the sky.
No matter what method Qin Xuan uses to split the sky, what can Qin Xuan alone change?
Han Yu stared at Qin Xuan's figure and fell into silence.
"He's here, I'm afraid he can't leave!" Han Yu murmured in a low voice. She turned to look at Feng Bao, "Master, I'm afraid the deal with the Nine Dragons and Five Spirits is going to be lost!"
Feng Bao's face was also a little ugly. If Qin Xuan died now, how could he talk about an alliance?
Immortal Phoenix Ruins will be opened soon, and it won't take long. He has made a lot of preparations because of his alliance with Qin Xuan. Once Qin Xuan falls, I'm afraid all those preparations will be wasted.
"Why is he here! Damn it!" Feng Bao frowned and his pupils shrank. He was even considering whether to save Qin Xuan.
If Qin Xuan died, he would suffer a great loss. The most important thing is that it would be too late to find allies like Qin Xuan in the Immortal Phoenix Ruins.
Many other onlookers also saw Qin Xuan, their faces full of astonishment.
At this time, the disciples of Transformation God might not have time to escape, but Qin Xuan would take the initiative to come and die.
"I really don't know if Tianyun Changqing is looking forward to death, or if he is extremely stupid!"
Amid everyone's gazes and words, Huanyuan moved, and he slowly took a step forward.
"You can't do all the roads, but you have to take the road of the King of Hell!" Huanyuan sneered, "I'm still thinking about where to find you after destroying Tianyun, and you actually took the initiative to come to the door to die!"
Qin Xuan slowly raised his head and looked at Huanyuan.
"You should say this to yourself, not to me!" Qin Xuan spoke slowly, his voice was like stone, "I didn't want to destroy your Huanyun Sect so early, but you Huanyuan, Huanyun Sect, are seeking death like this
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His gaze was profound, as if it contained murderous intent.
"Today, everyone who has taken action against our Tianyun Sect, please stay!"
The calm words sounded, making those strong men look cold, and some were furious, ready to take action.
A man seeking death and a cultivator who transformed into a god, even on the verge of death, still uttered arrogant words?
Huanyuan laughed and refused to comment. He looked at the strong man from the Tianmu Clan out of the corner of his eye.
"Sir, please wait a moment, and you can take this person's head!"
He sent the message, and immediately he took action without hesitation.
What's the point of talking nonsense with Qin Xuan? In his eyes, Qin Xuan is already a dead person.
His Poyun Flute Sword suddenly shook, and the handleless flying sword came in an instant. Even Qin Xuan didn't notice it because the speed was too fast.
Even for Qin Xuan, he felt that the scenery in front of him remained unchanged, but the supreme mark in his body had already emerged.
boom!
The mark soared into the air and turned into a large shield, blocking the flying sword.
Feijian is only a short distance away from Qin Xuan.
"Supreme Mark? Feng Mo is too busy taking care of himself now. How long can the magic power in the mark be sustained?" Huanyuan's eyes were a little surprised, and he immediately sneered.
Although he is powerful, the Supreme Mark is indeed difficult for him to break, but if you give him time, even the Supreme Mark will be exhausted.
After all, the Supreme Seal is, in the final analysis, just a mark, not the Wind Demon himself.
Bang bang bang...
In an instant, the flying sword flew around Qin Xuan, turning into thousands of strands.
With every impact, the Supreme Mark will tremble, and the power within the mark will continue to be consumed.
There was indifference in Huanyuan's pupils, and he continued to use his powerful thoughts to control the handleless flying sword, bombarding the mark of the Supreme.
Qin Xuan was as weak as a candle that was about to be extinguished in the supreme mark.
Feng Bao and Han Yu's expressions changed suddenly. They looked at Qin Xuan, who was shrouded in sword light, and finally looked at each other and saw the sighs in each other's eyes.
Qin Xuan... is dead!
Once the supreme mark is broken, Qin Xuan will definitely die.
Many people in the Hundred Kingdoms and Huanyun Sect's strong men even sneered.
There are even a group of people who have begun to close their eyes and recover from their cultivation consumption and injuries.
What else do they need to care about a god-transformation monk destined to perish?
Even the dragon and the phoenix will fall, let alone how can Yun Changqing be as good as the dragon and phoenix that day?
In front of the Tianyun Formation, the nine mountains were hidden in clouds and mist, and only sword rays tore through the sky, and the sound of collision and roar could be heard.
The sneer at the corner of Huanyuan's mouth became more intense, but within ten breaths, he noticed that the Supreme Seal was loosening.
Without even a stick of incense, the supreme mark of the wind demon will be broken.
At this moment, Qin Xuan, who was in the Supreme Mark, finally spoke. A white bone branch appeared in his hand and was gently broken.
"Ants are still ants after all!"
"The things you see with your eyes are so meager and ridiculous!"
"Death in your eyes is new life in my eyes. If the Huanyun Sect can abide by its duty, maybe I, Qin Changqing, can still keep the word Huanyun and occupy a mountain in my Tianyun. However, I have to repeat the same mistakes and seek death.
road."
"So what if you are powerful? No matter how powerful you are, whether you are a supreme master or a great sect of immortal veins, in my eyes, Qin Changqing, they are nothing more than passing clouds."
Qin Xuan smiled softly, "Forget it, a third-grade sect, then..."
"Destroy it!"
After the bone-white branch was broken, before even taking a breath, Huanyuan suddenly stared, it was the venerable Tianmu Clan, and the mighty Huanyun Sect couldn't help but look slightly trembled.
Behind Qin Xuan, a crack measuring thousands of feet appeared.
"What's this?"
Huanyuan murmured, his expression suddenly changed.
Suddenly, a hand protruded from the crack. The whole body was made of barren rocks, which was a hundred feet long, like a mountain. Protruding from it, it just touched the handleless flying sword cast by Huanyuan.
Stone chips flew everywhere, and the huge palm squeezed majestically, and the two huge fingers pinched the handleless flying sword as if holding a silver needle.
boom!
A thousand-foot giant rushed out of the crack.
Qin Xuan was wrapped in the Supreme Seal and stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him, all the Star-Splitting Stone Demons had walked away.
out.
It held the third-grade treasure, saw Qin Xuan, and even saw the sentient beings in this world, overlooking it with its huge stone eyes.
Then, the huge stone mouth opened, and only two words were slowly spit out.
"Who to kill?"
Two words of sound, but to all cultivators who see this supreme creature, it is nothing more than...