1559.Chapter 1559 Kneel down (seeking monthly ticket)
Huntian Pengzun was stunned. He looked at the holy mountain that belonged to him. At this moment, he could neither advance nor retreat.
The other party is standing on the top of the holy mountain, and he has nothing to fear.
"you……"
"The power of Immovable Immortal Veins?" Qin Xuan looked down at Peng Zun Huntian calmly, and immediately, the Eternal Sword in his hand was slashed out.
boom!
The earth was shattered and split millions of miles apart.
Huntian Pengzun's broken body moved at an almost extreme speed before it was broken open.
"you wanna die!"
Huntian Pengzun roared, and both twins fell into Qin Xuan's hands. Now, Qin Xuan still wants to kill him?
In the distance, the seven holy demons and many Mahayana realm beings, including the Immortal Veins beings, were all dumbfounded.
In the world of cultivation, it is not uncommon for young ones to come out old.
But it would be too arrogant to kill the young ones as well as the old ones.
Huntian Pengzun is the Immortal Vein Demon Lord of the Ten Thousand Demons Sacred Mountain, and Qin Xuan is from the human race.
The twins who killed Huntian Pengzun under the eyes of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain are now even more rude and threaten to kill Huntian Pengzun.
Is there anyone more arrogant and arrogant than this human race?
"It's incredible, this kid is going to shake things up!" Even Li Qingniu, who had always been lawless, couldn't help muttering.
No matter how much courage you gave him, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing.
Tu Xian was even more stunned, his red lips moved slightly, "The human race is starting a battle to seize the saints? Is it really possible?"
The demon clan is already hostile to the human race, let alone the Ten Thousand Demons Sacred Mountain.
Who in the past and present has been able to occupy a sacred mountain as a human being?
Just the will of those ancestors of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain makes even the masters of several major immortal veins of the human race retreat.
At this moment, the Holy Mountain of Huntian began to roar and vibrate.
As a mysterious mark between Huntian Pengzun's eyebrows lit up, the entire holy mountain seemed to be in riot.
It was because of this that Hun Tian Peng Zun was severely injured by Qin Xuan's sword when he was using the power of his immortal veins. Hun Tian Peng Zun returned directly to the Hun Tian Holy Mountain.
With the help of the Holy Mountain of Huntian, his strength has almost doubled several times.
In an instant, seven-colored auras billowed like clouds and mist in the mountains, shrouding Qin Xuan.
"The power of immortal veins!"
Qin Xuan's eyes were long and calm, and soon, his figure was enveloped by the power of the immortal veins.
Huntian Peng looked at it and couldn't help but be ecstatic in his eyes.
"How dare you ignore the power of the Immortal Veins!"
"Seeking death! Human race, you are too arrogant!"
He roared loudly, his eyes filled with hatred.
The power of the Immortal Veins contains the true spiritual energy of the Immortal Veins, which is enough to crush everything.
Qin Xuan allowed himself to be attacked by the power of the Immortal Vein, which was tantamount to seeking death.
"Arrogant?"
Suddenly, a faint voice sounded, and among the power of the rolling seven-color immortal veins, a man in white clothes walked.
"It's just you who are ignorant!"
Qin Xuan walked out with his sword in hand. Wherever he passed, all the spiritual energy of the immortal veins retreated.
In his eyes, a faint light flashed.
Where the heart is, wisps of breath rise from the Kaitian Emperor's domain and enter Qin Xuan's body.
Qin Xuan looked at Huntian Pengzun. He wanted to use the power of this immortal vein to test Zuyue's power to open the sky.
At least for now, it seems that the use of a low-level Mahayana Immortal Vein Demon Lord will open up the Heavenly Emperor Realm in his body...
Not enough!
"How can it be!"
This scene seemed to completely subvert Huntian Pengzun's understanding.
Not only Huntian Pengzun, but also the number of Immortal Vein Supremes in the starry sky, including seven
The Great Saint Demon is extremely incredible.
"What kind of magical power does he use? He can actually activate the power of immortal veins!"
"This human race must not be underestimated!"
"Looking at the world of cultivation, the power of the Immortal Vein is definitely beyond the ability of ordinary Mahayana cultivators to contend with. How can this human race..."
A series of sounds of horror resounded in the starry sky.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent. He looked at the Huntian Pengzun, and the next moment, a sword light flashed out.
The art of the Sword Master, the Immortal-killing Sword Technique!
The moment Qin Xuan moved his sword, Huntian Pengzun almost used all his strength.
Behind him, billowing clouds and mist of seven colors were pressing towards Qin Xuan. Not only that, Hun Tian Pengzun was moving extremely fast, vibrating one wing in order to avoid it.
"I don't want you to die, that's why I left you here. If I want to kill you, even a mere demon roc can avoid the Eternal Sword!?"
A faint voice sounded, and in an instant, the sword light tore through the world for a million miles.
Everything has almost been annihilated.
Two sword marks that spread for millions of miles appeared on the Immortal Vein Continent.
Huntian Pengzun didn't even scream, and was completely turned into nothingness in the sword light.
Low-grade Mahayana, Immortal Vein Demon Lord...
die!
All living creatures in the starry sky seemed to be dead at this moment.
But Qin Xuan paid no attention to them, but his eyes fell on the Holy Mountain of Huntian.
With the death of Lord Huntian Peng, the power of the seven-color immortal veins behind him receded like the tide. The mark of the immortal veins that had previously lit up between the eyebrows of Lord Huntian turned into a stream of light, which was about to sink into Saint Huntian.
Yamauchi.
Qin Xuan slowly stepped forward and appeared in front of the mark. His palm shook and he pressed towards the mark.
The Holy Mountain of Huntian rioted again at this moment, and the power of countless immortal veins enveloped Qin Xuan at this moment.
The terrifying force of oppression seemed to be crushed by countless stars.
Qin Xuan pressed the mark with one hand and looked at the Holy Mountain of Huntian.
I saw a figure of the Demon Lord emerging from the seven-colored clouds.
These are all the past masters of this holy mountain, and they are all supreme immortals. Some have fallen, and some have entered the immortal land.
However, their will remains here.
"Human race, do you dare to enter the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons!?"
"How dare you, this is the immortal vein of our demon clan. You, a member of the human clan, dare to enter this place and want to occupy a mountain!?"
"Why don't you hurry up and get out of the land of Immortal Veins? The Immortal Veins of the Demon Clan and the Human Race cannot be contested!"
One by one, the overwhelming pressure from the sky suppressed these wills.
There was even more rumbling sound, as if going straight into Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness, trying to crush Qin Xuan's spiritual thoughts.
These wills are so terrifying that even the Supreme Immortal Vein may not be able to withstand them.
Qin Xuan, looking at the many immortal wills with long eyes, faced the former supreme immortals, each of them capable of traversing the sky of stars, and only uttered two words.
"Kneel down!"
boom!
In an instant, in Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness, a figure appeared behind him, rising hazily and standing in the sky.
The voice of the will of thousands of immortal veins suddenly stopped.
The emperor's thoughts are like the sky, standing quietly in the rolling seven-colored clouds and mist, as if the emperor is flying across the sky, overwhelming everything in the world.
The next moment, the knees of all those immortal veins and wills were bent, and under the pressure of the emperor's thoughts, they were like ants under the mountain and all the people in the world.
Almost every immortal will is trembling, shivering and afraid to speak.
In the end, all the will of the immortal veins was almost exhausted and fell to the ground...