1616.Chapter 1616 The Monthly Ticket of Destruction)
"The Supreme Fushuang of the Misty Immortal Sect!"
"This Lingyun Master is actually Fu Shuang!"
"Doesn't this mean that the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and the Ling Family are no wonder the Ling Family is so aggressive now."
The expressions of many Buddhist supremes changed. Supreme Fushuang is the pinnacle Mahayana Supreme of Piaomiao Immortal Sect. He is one of the twelve elders of Piaomiao Immortal Sect. He holds the first-grade treasure, Tianshuang Minggui Spear, and once swept through all the members of the same clan.
In the past, he was even a recluse among the Immortal Rankings. He once ranked twenty-sixth on the Immortal Rankings and remained standing there until he retired.
"A bunch of people who use their arms like a chariot!"
Master Fushuang blocked the Buddhist monks in the air, and Lingyun's eyes showed actual murderous intent.
He knew very well that this place was the land of Buddhist Immortal Veins. If the Immortal Zen Temple Master and the Pure Land Buddha Master came here, even with just a few words, it would be almost impossible for him to destroy the Yizen Temple.
"Yun'er, why don't you take revenge?" The dust in Fu Shuang's hand was like a sky net, covering the courtyard.
As soon as Fushuang finished speaking, his eyes narrowed.
"ridiculous!"
He shouted coldly and saw a fly whisk entering the void, as if it had submerged into the space.
In the turbulent flow of space, Qin Xuan had a pair of wings on his back, looking at the many fly whisk threads. The next moment, the wind and thunder fairy wings behind him shook and disappeared.
Instead, he appeared before a spear.
Qin Xuan looked at the spear so close to him, a faint coldness flashed in his eyes.
"roll!"
Qin Xuan suddenly flicked his sleeves, and the third-grade spear shook suddenly. Lingyun's eyes changed suddenly. On the spear, there was a huge force like stars, which made his palms numb. Not only that, even under this huge force, he couldn't help but
Step back.
Buzz!
With a buzzing sound, Lingyun took two steps back slightly, and murderous intent burst out in his eyes.
"you wanna die!?"
He doesn't care who Qin Xuan is at this moment. As a genius on the Immortal Ranking and the Supreme Immortal Vein at the pinnacle of Mahayana, he dares to fight without any fear.
Just taking two steps back, the spear shook, like a dragon breaking through the sea, and with the space torn apart, a faint spear light came straight towards Qin Xuan's throat.
A faint coldness flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes. He slowly took a step forward, and under his white clothes, his palm turned into a fist.
boom!
In an instant, Qin Xuan's fist collided with the tip of the spear.
Behind Qin Xuan's arms, the nine dragons looked up to the sky and roared like wild souls.
Fight with nine moves, Nine Dragons soar!
boom!
The earth sank at this moment and turned into nothingness.
Qin Xuan punched it, and with one hand, he suddenly flicked his sleeves and used his magical power to draw the monks in the Buddhist temple into his sleeves.
Afterwards, the entire courtyard was completely annihilated in the Hunyuan Cave Heaven.
The golden cloud exploded, and the dark Hunyuan Cave sky shone in it.
Even Supreme Fushuang and even the Mahayana Supreme around him could not help but change their expressions suddenly.
Onlookers, who are not in the Mahayana realm, are even flying backwards in this violent turmoil.
Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and he slowly looked at Lingyun.
"This is the first time, I can spare you!"
"How dare you take action a second time!?"
"Today, you must destroy them!"
There seemed to be endless killing intent in his voice.
Even if he used that sword before, he had exhausted all the essence, mana, and spiritual thoughts in his body.
But even in this short time of less than a stick of incense, part of the essence in his body has been restored.
Although it is less than one tenth, for Qin Xuan, killing an ant...
That's enough!
Qin Xuan suddenly shook his sleeves, and the figures were knocked out of Hunyuan Cave and staggered back.
In the Hunyuan Cave, Qin Xuan's eyes were calm as he looked at the slightly frightened Ling Yun. The battle patterns of the Eight Desolations slowly appeared on his body.
Emerge slowly.
Eight desolate battle bodies!
Taking one step forward, Qin Xuan's figure seemed to disappear as the power of time paved the way. The spear passed in front of him, and the fist in his hand, accompanied by the roar of the nine dragons, suddenly struck Lingyun.
boom!
The power of the Mahayana was shattered at this moment. The entire Hunyuan Cave was shaken by a huge earthquake. Lingyun bowed his waist. Even though he was protected by the Supreme Power, his body was still shaking and his throat was fishy.
Before Ling Yun could react again, he directly kicked Ling Yun away.
With one step of his foot, his body appeared behind Lingyun.
boom!
The roar sounded, the spear in Lingyun's hand shook, and he condensed the magic with one hand, and the realm of time around him suddenly exploded.
"you wanna die!"
Lingyun was extremely angry and looked for Qin Xuan's figure.
Behind him, he could see Qin Xuanruo, a banished immortal in white clothes, already stepping on his back.
boom!
The entire Hunyuan Cave Heaven seemed to be penetrated.
Outside, many supreme beings looked at the scene of golden clouds like a black hole. Suddenly, under the black hole, the void collapsed, cracking for a hundred thousand miles, and even penetrated and stepped on a golden cloud below, and the courtyard and temple were destroyed.
nothingness.
If those supreme beings had not noticed it and retreated in an instant, some people would have even died in it.
"What!?"
All the Buddhas in the sky were stunned at this moment, and even Fu Shuang couldn't help but change his expression suddenly.
"Yun'er!"
He shouted loudly and wanted to enter the black hole.
At this moment, a figure spurted blood from its mouth.
On Lingyun's back, his clothes were torn apart, his flesh and blood were scattered, and his bones were cracked and broken into pieces.
Immediately, Qin Xuan's figure appeared behind Lingyun, and he grabbed the blood-stained and messy hair like a chicken or dog waiting to be slaughtered.
His eyes were as calm as still water, and he was holding the heavily injured Lingyun. There were even more runes shining on his body, like imprisoning Lingyun all over his body.
With a buzzing sound, a spear fell into Qin Xuan's hands from the Hunyuan Cave.
He looked calmly at the many Buddhist monks, including Zai Fushuang.
This gesture shocked everyone to the extreme.
"How is that possible! That's Lingyun, a genius on the Immortal Ranking, who is not weaker than the Immortal Vein Supreme at the pinnacle of Mahayana!"
"Who is this person? In white clothes, with two wings... Qin Changqing of Fenglei Wanwu Sect!?"
"He is Qin Changqing, who has killed hundreds of thousands of returning monks from the Fenglingwuwu Sect and is the supreme Immortal Pulse Killer in the Virtual God Realm!"
A monk recognized Qin Xuan's identity, and a hint of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.
Everyone in the world of cultivation knows that more than sixty years ago, Qin Changqing returned to the virtual realm, entered the virtual god realm, swept across the virtual gods, and killed all directions.
There are rumors in the world of cultivation that if Qin Changqing does not die, he will be on the immortal list.
Now, it has only been sixty years, how come Qin Changqing...in just ten breaths, he severely damaged Lingyun, who was ranked 30th on the Immortal Ranking?
How can this be!?
As if they were in a dream, everyone was even more frightened.
Although Qin Xuan's face was calm and his appearance was indifferent, his figure seemed to be more dazzling than the golden clouds in the sky.
"Qin Changqing!?" Fu Shuang's pupils shrank suddenly, he looked at Qin Xuan, "Let go of Yun'er, I will spare your life!"
At this moment, his voice seemed to have murderous intent concentrated to the extreme.
"Spare me!?"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and the spear in his hand shook, instantly piercing Ling Lingyun's head, twisting his head into blood mist.
"Kneel down three times and kowtow nine times. Today..."
Qin Xuan opened his thin lips slightly and spoke calmly.