1575.Chapter 1575 Divine Sense Issues a Monthly Ticket)
"Dragon!"
"It's a dragon!"
A series of shocking sounds rang out from the Qianluo Sect. Many disciples, numbering hundreds of thousands, looked up at the thousands of dragons in the sky.
The golden dragon scales are rolling in the clouds and mist, and the dragon head is even more threatening to the world. The faint dragon power gives people a sense of oppression.
Zhao Xing's expression changed slightly, including that of the young master of the Aoxue Sect.
Not only that, even the other two Mahayana elders in Qianluo Sect suddenly stood up and looked at the dragon Yunyu.
"Who are you?"
At the head, an old man appeared and looked at everyone in Qin Xuan. When his eyes fell on Qin Hao, his pupils shrank suddenly.
The Supreme Elder, a low-ranking Mahayana man next to him, even shouted loudly, "Nigga, how dare you..."
Before he could finish his words, suddenly, a surge of overwhelming pressure descended.
A faint cold light flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, "Who are you calling evil!?"
I saw that the Supreme's face suddenly turned purple, and the surrounding void seemed to be solidifying and squeezing at this moment.
Even the supreme body was trembling, the mana was being crushed continuously, and the bones and blood were rattling.
"This fellow Taoist!"
Yuan Mo's expression suddenly changed, and immediately, his supreme thought rose up and struck at the divine thought that enveloped the elders of the same sect.
Buzz!
There was a roar, Qin Xuan's spiritual thoughts stood still, but Yuan Mo took a few steps back.
Below, the expressions of Zhao Xing and the young master of the Qianluo Sect changed suddenly.
Just relying on his spiritual thoughts, he actually made a low-level Mahayana supreme being unable to resist.
At this moment, Zhao Xing seemed to understand why Bailian Taojun and others fell.
One Supreme, another Supreme is supporting Qin Hao.
"How is it possible? How could Qin Hao have the help of the Mahayana Supreme!" Zhao Xing lost his voice, and his eyes were even more unbelievable.
There was even more horror on Yuan Mo's face, and he turned to look at Qin Xuan.
"This fellow Taoist, my junior brother, if there is any disrespect, I hope you will hold back. He didn't mean it..."
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent. He looked at Yuan Mo indifferently, and in the sea of consciousness, the Qingdi Palace roared.
In an instant, the Supreme being shrouded by his spiritual thoughts suddenly split open and was destroyed into a blood mist.
"You dare!"
Yuan Mo's eyes were red, and his blemishes were about to burst.
His junior brother, who was a low-ranking Mahayana student, unexpectedly died.
The other party dared to kill someone even if they disagreed!?
Qin Xuan stepped on the dragon and stood with his hands behind his back, "As far as I am concerned, those who are disrespectful will only die!"
Dressed in white, it's like overwhelming the heaven and earth.
Countless Qianluo Sect disciples were all plunged into fear at this moment.
That was the Supreme Being of the lower rank of Mahayana. Now, in just a few breaths, he has fallen.
Who is this person who is so terrifying!?
"Who are you? Why did you come to our Qianluo Sect to kill you!"
Yuan Mo shouted angrily, and below, Zhao Xing also rose into the air, his face full of fear.
Even the young master of the Aoxue Sect could not help but change his expression slightly, a jade slip appeared in his hand, and he was secretly transmitting messages.
Qin Xuan's strength is too terrifying. His spiritual thoughts can kill a Mahayana elder. His strength must be at least a Mahayana high-level one.
Qin Hao's face was filled with astonishment. He looked at the Mahayana realm elder who he once looked up to and awed, but at the thought of Qin Xuan, he had fallen and turned into nothingness.
Qin Yan'er even took a breath of cold air and was speechless.
Qin Xuan looked at Yuan Mo indifferently and said only two words.
"His father!"
When these two words came out, not only Yuan Mo, but also Zhao Xing and the young master of the Aoxue Sect, their expressions suddenly changed.
His father?
Besides Qin Hao, who else could be there!?
Qin Hao’s father!?
Qin Hao's father is so terrifying!? How is it possible? Why have they never heard of it!?
Qin Hao was even more silent. At this moment, he seemed to understand how far apart he was from his father.
In fact, the lifespan difference between him and Qin Xuan is only more than twenty years.
More than twenty years of life are like a world apart.
"Hao'er, who is the master of Qianluo Sect!?" Qin Xuan said calmly.
Qin Hao's eyes turned, and when Zhao Xing's expression changed, he slowly raised his hand and pointed at Zhao Xing.
"Qin Hao..."
As soon as the words came out, his spiritual thoughts moved again, directly covering Zhao Xing.
In an instant, Zhao Xing was like the low-ranking Mahayana elder before. He seemed to be immersed in water and oppressed by thousands of mountains. His whole body was shaking violently and his face was purple.
"Qin Hao betrayed the sect and killed his master. You didn't ask for the reason, but you killed me Qianluo Sect. Do you really think that I, Qianluo Sect, are easy to bully!?" Yuan Mo's eyes were splitting at this moment. If he continued, Zhao Xing might be afraid
Also going to die.
Immediately, a teapot suddenly appeared in his hand. The teapot suddenly turned hundreds of feet and crashed towards Qin Xuan.
This is a fourth-grade magic weapon, like a mountain, suppressing Qin Xuan.
"Dad, Elder Yuan Mo has a good relationship with my master, and he usually takes good care of Hao'er." Qin Hao whispered.
"Um!"
Qin Xuan nodded lightly, "Then spare his life!"
The next moment, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he saw the fourth-grade heavy treasure flying upside down. At this moment, Yuan Mo even groaned, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, Zhao Xing, the leader of Qianluo Sect, completely turned into a blood mist at this moment.
The Supreme Mahayana low-ranking leader, Zhao Xing, the leader of Qianluo Sect... died!
Yuan Mo was even more sluggish. He looked at the descendants and junior brothers who had fallen one after another, and his heart was filled with grief as heavy as the sky.
"It's just a fourth-grade sect, not worthy of being humiliated by me!"
Qin Xuan spoke calmly, and looked at Yuan Mo quietly, "Go away, I will spare your life as a mercy, if you dare to be disrespectful again..."
"die!"
Yuan Mo couldn't care about that at this moment. He was almost going crazy at this moment.
The next moment, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and poured it on the teapot.
Suddenly, at this moment, the teapot was as blazing as the eternal sun, and like a bloody sun, it crushed towards Qin Xuan and fell.
Qin Xuan looked at it calmly and only uttered four words.
"act recklessly!"
Immediately, between his eyebrows, a small and compact Qingdi Palace appeared.
The next moment, the Qingdi Palace transformed into a giant, lifelike shape, directly blasting the teapot away or even crushing it.
boom!
The Ten Thousand Zhang Hall fell directly on top of Yuan Mo.
In just an instant, Yuan Mo's body almost exploded into blood mist and was annihilated into nothingness.
On Qin Xuan's waist, the Xuanguang Dragon-Slaying Gourd opened and swallowed the three supreme storage magic weapons inside.
Qin Hao was silent at this moment. He smiled bitterly and shook his head slowly.
Yuan Mo took care of him a little, but that was all. His father's character had always been like this, and it was not easy to spare Yuan Mo's life... Maybe if he spoke out, his father might not kill Yuan Mo, but just like Qian Luo
Zong was chasing him, but Yuan Mo did not stop him.
The hatred of hunting for decades, and the feelings of the past have long since disappeared.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he slowly looked at the young master of the Aoxue Sect who had already fallen into an ice cellar.
"Are you related to my son's matter!?"
He looked at the Aoxue Sect's clothes indifferently, his eyes as calm as water.
That Shaozong
Lord, his face had already turned pale, "Senior, Qin Hao's matter has nothing to do with me!"
Qin Xuan nodded slightly, "I understand!"
The next moment, the Ten Thousand Zhang Qing Emperor Palace crushed down, directly destroying the young sect leader into nothingness.
Qin Xuan, arrogant in white clothes, stood with his feet on a dragon. Below him, countless thousands of Luo Sect disciples were as if they were falling into hell, not daring to breathe. There seemed to be deathly silence between heaven and earth.
After only ten breaths, Qin Xuan didn't move a finger, just relying on his spiritual thoughts,
Four Supreme Beings,
die!
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