1617.Chapter 1617 Fighting all kinds of monthly tickets)
"Yun'er!"
Fushuang's eyes were about to burst, and the next moment, he moved.
The fly whisk in his hand disappeared and was replaced by a dark spear, charging straight towards Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, the wind and thunder fairy wings behind him shook, and he appeared in another place.
In his hand, there were two second-grade essence essence medicines, the power of which was like a green stream, and they were absorbed into Qin Xuan's body along his arms.
In a few breaths, the two second-grade medicinal plants turned into flying sand.
"Yun'er!"
Fushuang cried out sadly in his eyes, holding Lingyun's body in his arms.
The faces of all the monks, and even the Xuanxue Supreme, couldn't help but change suddenly, and they looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
Lingyun, who was ranked 30th on the immortal list, died like this!?
How can it be!
The genius on the Immortal List has a lot of ways to save his life, and there is even more floating frost on top. Even if the two Immortal Vein Buddha Lords come here, if they don't break their faces, this Lingyun can survive.
Now, Lingyun has fallen, fallen into the three thousand golden clouds, and turned into a headless corpse.
"Let Fu Shuang kneel three times and kowtow nine times without killing him! This kid is too arrogant!"
"Qin Changqing, how could he kill Lingyun in only sixty years!?"
"Is it possible that this kid got an incredible adventure and soared into the sky?"
Shocking sounds sounded from the mouths of the monks.
In Qin Xuan's hand, as two more second-grade medicinal herbs dissipated, some kind of wild and ferocious beast faintly awakened in his body.
There were even Mahayana monks who looked at this scene and couldn't help but be speechless.
They all could see that Qin Xuan used second-grade precious medicine to make up for his consumption.
That was a second-grade treasure medicine. Qin Changqing was too extravagant.
Even for Immortal Vein Master, the second-grade treasure medicine is not something that can be seen everywhere. It is too late to break through and improve the cultivation level. How can it be like Qin Xuan who just restores the essence in the body.
"You will die today!"
Suddenly, a roar sounded, and Fushuang's eyes were blood red, as if covered with blood.
There was even more overwhelming murderous intent, which almost solidified and enveloped Qin Xuan.
He was holding a dark spear, and as if he were possessed by a demon, his terrifying murderous intent and momentum were enough to make the faces of many monks present suddenly change.
The Immortal Vein Supreme at the pinnacle of Mahayana, almost a top existence in the world of cultivation, is now crazy and furious, almost possessed by a demon.
"retreat!"
Someone spoke up and warned everyone.
This war will probably not affect a small area, and even three thousand gold clouds may turn into a battlefield.
Quietly, a Buddha's voice sounded loudly, and Buddha's light came from the west, illuminating this place.
Lord Pure Land Buddha appeared. He looked at Qin Xuan, frowned slightly, and then glanced at Fu Shuang.
Finally, Lord Pure Land Buddha sighed softly, and with a slight movement of his Buddhist thoughts, three thousand golden clouds dispersed, forming a battlefield of hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky.
He was slightly dissatisfied. This was a grand Buddhist gathering, but now there were people disrupting it one after another.
Although the grand gathering of Buddhism has not started yet, with such a war, the Mahayana Pure Land should not be taken seriously.
However, one of the people fighting was the demon lord who killed Tianxuan, so how could he care about his Mahayana Pure Land?
The other one is the Fushuang Supreme who lost his beloved disciple and was furious to the extreme. Unless the Mahayana Pure Land wants to have a conflict with the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, how can he stop him?
"This Buddhist event is really lively!" The master of Xianchan Temple also appeared, looking at the two figures in the starry sky, he said slowly.
The Lord of Pure Land Buddha glanced at the Master of Xianzen Temple. The monk was obviously teasing him.
"My Buddha is merciful. The little benefactor's scroll of scriptures is extraordinary. Immortal Zen. Shouldn't you save all Buddhist sentient beings?"
"I have already taken out the thousand-word scripture. As the Lord of the Pure Land, you are impressed!"
"It's not just me. If you care about all living beings, how can you just come up with a thousand-word scripture?"
"Fat man, how about you take out all the Buddhist scriptures from your Mahayana Pure Land for me to see in Xianzen Buddhist Temple? If you can do this, I will take out the scriptures that the little donor gave me in exchange for them."
"Amitabha!"
The two masters of the immortal veins, one fat and one thin, were both laughing at this moment, mocking openly and secretly.
…
In the billions of miles of starry sky, the floating frost has moved. If he is crazy, with a shock of the spear in his hand, it will tear through tens of millions of miles and kill Qin Xuan.
The crack in space is like splitting the starry sky, or like a demon dragon pointing directly at Qin Xuan.
The power of this spear is like flying ashes even if the stars are in front of it.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and with a movement of the Fengling Immortal Wings behind him, his figure disappeared.
boom!
The spear rotates, like a coiled dragon flicking its tail, and stabs into the void.
The void exploded instantly, turning into a huge Hunyuan cave that spread millions of miles.
"Die!"
Fushuang was almost furious to the extreme. At the end of his spear's gleam, white clothes stepped on the spear's gleam, like a dragonfly touching water, landing on the tip of the spear.
"First-class dragon-slaying shooting!?"
Qin Xuan looked down indifferently at the bulging veins in his arm, like frost bearing the force of billions of dollars, and said calmly: "It's nothing more than that!"
The next moment, his feet moved.
The entire Hunyuan Cave was trembling. At Qin Xuan's feet, Fushuang's face turned red and he retreated thousands of miles.
Fight with nine moves and conquer everything!
The power of one step will destroy the stars!
boom!
Fushuang shouted suddenly, he condensed the magic in his hand, and behind him, another ring-shaped magic weapon flew out.
Twelve silver rings, as sharp as knives, formed a large formation and came towards Qin Xuan.
This is the second-grade treasure, the twelve demon-slaying rings!
Qin Xuan's eyes were shocked, and the power of time emerged within his body, and the power of opening the sky became a domain.
Fushuang roared, and he seemed to be aware of it. Immediately, the mana in his body became a domain, and there was a seven-color light with the power to tear apart the years.
At this moment, Qin Xuan had already passed by the twelve demon-slaying rings and appeared in front of Fu Shuang.
Qin Xuan raised his lips slightly, and at some point, a giant hammer appeared in his hand that seemed to be the light of thousands of stars, and even the turbulent flow of space. It suddenly struck the chest of the pagoda.
"puff!"
A blood arrow spurted out from Fushuang's mouth, and his body almost retreated millions of miles, rushing out of the Hunyuan Cave.
All the true energy and spiritual energy in his chest were shattered.
If he hadn't had a protective goggle on his chest, I'm afraid this blow would have been enough to break his bones and shatter his organs.
Fighting with nine moves, hammering the sky!
Before Fu Shuang could react, the wind and thunder fairy wings behind Qin Xuan shook and disappeared.
Fushuang's complexion suddenly changed, and the seven-color realm emerged to prevent the power of time.
There was even a trace of paleness on his face, which formed an extremely obvious contrast with the anger and murderous intent in his eyes.
Quietly, Qin Xuan appeared in front of Fushuang.
"die!"
Fushuang roared angrily, and the dark spear in his hand shot straight through Qin Xuan's hole like thunder.
Qin Xuan turned slightly sideways, the spear passed between his eyebrows, and immediately, he slapped the spear body with a palm.
The force of the shock was like rolling thunder, the surrounding starry sky cracked inch by inch, and the friction between Qin Xuan's palm and the spear was even brighter.
Fushuang's arms were numb, and the tiger's mouth had cracked slightly, with blood seeping out of it.
Qin Xuan's eyes were long and lingering. He took a step forward, and with the unbelievable eyes in his eyes, he struck out with a palm, as if he didn't have any strength left.
His palm touched the magic weapon of the heart-protecting mirror. In an instant, Qin Xuan stood up with a light step, his wings shook, and he appeared in the distance.
.
He looked at Fushuang's body quietly. In the next moment, Fushuang's body was like a constant sun exploding.
All around, the space collapsed, and a Hunyuan Cave Heaven that was a million miles long emerged, and Fushuang's body was submerged in it.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking at the Hunyuan Cave in the distance.