The unparalleled figure covers the heaven and the earth!
All the powerful people, at this moment, are like seeing ghosts and gods.
"What kind of magical power is this? It's the death energy, the death energy of the dark dragon!"
"Is it possible that this person is the real demon lord!"
"Damn it, before I waited, I was deceived by that person. The treasure..."
A series of low murmurs sounded from Zhongqiang's mouth.
They are respectful, angry, fearful, and sad...
In the sky, Qin Xuan's eyes slowly closed.
He looked at the place where death energy condensed and buried all things, and never left.
"Eh!?" Tu Xian's eyes trembled slightly as he looked towards where the death energy was.
Qin Xuan has not left, which means that the fake person is not dead yet.
"How can it be!?"
Tu Xian was surprised. If she wanted to resist this Nether Immortal Eye, she would have to pay the price.
Qin Xuan stepped into the Heavenly Jealousy's Forbidden Realm of Returning to the Void, and his physique was extraordinary to the extreme. Although the magical power of the Dark Immortal Eyes was not of high grade, it was condensed from the Death Qi of the Dark Dragon and was enough to bury everything.
boom!
Suddenly, the heaven and earth shook, and the space collapsed.
In the midst of the deathly aura, a ray of light shone from it.
Among them, there was a roar, "Break it for me!"
A bright sword light tore through all the death energy, and a figure suddenly shot out, heading straight for Qin Xuan.
The sword's edge, at this moment, seemed to be touching the center of Qin Xuan's eyebrows.
Quietly, the sword edge stopped. Qin Xuan trapped the long sword with both fingers and held one hand behind his back, like a child playing with him.
In front of him, the young man was now wrapped in gorgeous lavender clothes, with wisps of aura lingering around the purple clothes.
Even so, the young man's face was a little gray, his lips were gray, as if his whole body had lost all color.
"Another third-grade treasure!"
In an instant, all the powerful people's faces were shocked, including Tu Xian.
This is not a treasure in the Demon Blood Continent, but a third-grade treasure in the world of cultivation.
If it weren't for the purple clothes, this young man would have been buried long ago.
Only Qin Xuan saw no waves in his eyes. With a slight vibration of his fingers, the young man suddenly retreated.
His arms were shaking faintly, and his pupils were filled with fear and anger.
"The most precious treasure at the pinnacle of the third rank, Zhiyang Immortal Clothes!" Qin Xuan murmured softly, "A direct descendant of the Immortal Vein?"
He looked at the young man quietly, "It's a pity that he is still not worth mentioning in front of me."
As soon as the sound fell, Qin Xuan's figure had disappeared, and he appeared in front of the young man as if in a flash.
"die!"
The young man shouted loudly, he moved his Supreme Thought and came straight towards Qin Xuan.
It's a pity that before this supreme thought came to Qin Xuan's body, a mountain appeared.
Zu Yue opens the sky!
boom!
The supreme thought collided with Zuyue's opening of the sky, and the heaven and earth seemed to be trembling and subverted.
Qin Xuan took a step forward and punched out.
Zhenxing Fist!
The huge fist mark landed on the third-grade sword in an instant, sending it flying.
Afterwards, Qin Xuan stepped forward again, punching the stars and hitting the young man.
The young man's eyes were red, he raised his sharp sword, and kept striking down on the Zhenxing Fist.
The power of the Star-Suppressing Fist is too terrifying.
For every bombardment, the young man almost had to move several or even ten swords to stop it.
Even though he was protected by a third-grade treasured garment, blood continued to bleed from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs were in turmoil.
Finally, Qin Xuan stopped. He looked at the young man who retreated thousands of miles away, and activated a magical power again between his eyebrows.
Fighting nine moves, the gods sigh!
The golden light breaks through the sky, like cracking mountains and rivers thousands of miles apart. Wherever it passes, the heaven and earth are shattered.
The young man also sensed the crisis. He roared angrily, kneaded a secret with one hand, and refined a third-grade sword with the other. Not only that, he even activated his Supreme Thought, turning it into a defense, blocking it in front of him.
boom!
Wherever the golden light reaches, the rainbow breaks, the sword flies, and thoughts turn into nothingness!
The young man retreated hundreds of thousands of miles and spat out a large mouthful of blood with a loud sound.
At this moment, he was in a mess, his chest was stained with a large amount of blood, and his eyes no longer had the will to fight, leaving only fear.
"He is really the demon lord in white, how is that possible!"
"The Supreme Being cannot enter the Ancient Emperor's Domain. When he entered the Ancient Emperor's Domain, he was not the Supreme Mahayana Emperor. Now he is at most a low-ranking Mahayana Emperor. How could he have such terrifying strength!"
At this moment, Qin Xuan moved again, and a ten-inch red gold mountain appeared around him.
Holy Mountain Taichu!
Wisps of red-gold flames spread from the Holy Mountain Taichu, condensed in Qin Xuan's hands, and turned into a large bow.
Qin Xuan took the bow with his left hand and the string with his right hand, and slowly pulled it open.
At this moment, the young man felt as if he had fallen into hell.
He roared angrily, "Do you want to kill me? I just pretended to be you, but you want to kill them all!"
The sound spread hundreds of thousands of miles and fell into Qin Xuan's ears.
Qin Xuan still didn't hear anything. He slowly opened the red gold bow and pointed the arrow directly at the young man who turned around and wanted to escape.
At this moment, the young man was completely frightened. Although the opponent had no murderous intention, the terrifying power of this bow and arrow gave him an intuition that if he was hit, he would definitely die.
Even if he is protected by treasure clothes, he will not be spared.
The young man's hand suddenly shook, and he swallowed a pill, and his aura increased wildly at this moment.
"I am a direct descendant of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, and my ancestor is the Supreme Immortal Vein. If you dare to kill me, you will definitely die after leaving the Ancient Emperor's Territory!"
The young man roared angrily, "So what if you kill me? The Lord of the Forbidden God King and the Forbidden Land are now slaughtering the powerful men of our cultivation world. If you have the strength, why don't you kill them!"
His roaring voice kept coming.
All the powerful people are extremely angry.
"You are indeed not the Demon Lord. Damn it, give me back this treasure!"
"In vain, I trust you so much and hand over all the most precious treasures to you. How dare you deceive me!"
"Kill him, Demon Lord, he dares to impersonate you, how can you tolerate it?"
The powerful people were furious. They were deceived in this way and even defrauded of many treasures. They went crazy with hatred.
However, they did not dare to move. They felt the terrifying power of the golden bow in Qin Xuan's hand. If they took action, if the demon master's hands were unbalanced, they would also fall into it.
What's more, some demon lords and demon kings understand that Qin Xuan's purpose is unknown, but he may not be here to help them.
In the hands of this demon lord, the lives of nearly a hundred powerful demon clansmen were stained with blood.
There were many sounds like the wind. As if Qin Xuan had not heard it, he had already drawn the bow in his hand, and he was looking quietly at a million miles away.
Immediately, his hand on the string loosened.
boom!
A bright sword light, like a million miles across the world, pursued the young man.
The next moment, millions of miles away, it was as if a constant sun was burning, covering an unknown distance.
The holy fire of the beginning burned everything.
Qin Xuan held the bow in his hand and looked quietly into the distance.
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A low-grade Mahayana man, a direct descendant of the Immortal Vein, will die!
The powerful people were shocked to the extreme and looked at Tu Xian. For a moment, everyone was in awe.
Tu Xian looked at the figure in the sky that overwhelmed the heaven and earth, his red lips raised slightly, and a thought came to his mind.
The arrogant man in white clothes calls himself the demon lord, don't ask who else in the world is like him.