Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent as he watched the two Kowting Immortals fall.
Knock on the fourth heaven, kowtow on the third heaven!
There are even mournful cries from immortals that resound in the starry sky.
Qin Xuan was not moved at all. He who wanted to kill him was as merciful as if he had made a mistake.
"Mortal, I will definitely kill you!"
"Junior Brother Yu!!"
The roar was like a roaring wave.
Silver-eyed Immortal's complexion suddenly changed, and suddenly, the sound of thunder shook the heaven and earth.
"Keep the purity of mind, anger leads to death!"
The four words were like thunder, stirring in everyone's ears. At the same time, the fairy key in his hand had been refined.
There was neither sadness nor joy in Qin Xuan's eyes, and he had already moved his second sword, slashing out horizontally.
The nine golden gates were shattered!
Blood flowed from the corner of Silver Eyed Immortal's mouth. He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell into the Immortal Key.
In an instant, a huge blood-colored gate condensed in the world.
The edge of the eternal sword collides with this blood gate.
"Retreat quickly!"
Yin Tongxian's voice was hoarse, and if he tried his best, blood would continue to flow from the corners of his mouth.
On the Blood Gate, a crack appeared, spreading in all directions.
boom!
As the Blood Sect was forced to retreat, the remaining four Kuting Immortals came to their senses, retreated in grief and anger, and a figure flew away covered in blood.
If the Silver-eyed Immortal was seriously injured, a sword mark appeared on his chest, almost splitting his immortal body. His right arm was cut off directly, and the immortal's blood was like mercury.
"Brother!"
"Stop this person quickly!"
The expressions of all four people suddenly changed due to overwhelming sadness and anger.
Only Immortal with Silver Eyes looked at the blood-stained body in white clothes as if he were mourning for an heir.
Can't stop it!
Abandoned!?
It turned out to be a motto!
The horror of this mortal being is beyond anyone's imagination.
The eighth-level mortal realm can actually kill immortals!
At this moment, Silver Eyed Immortal seems to have seen reincarnation and swallowed everything.
The next moment, a roar resounded throughout the world.
Qin Xuan's eyebrows were like a sun, shrouded in the entire starry sky.
His Highness the Qing Emperor, the First Demon Cave, the Immortal Technique of Kowting!
Eternal magic!
This is the art of phantom killing, where immortality is intertwined, making people feel like they are in an endless illusion.
Qin Xuan walked in this illusion with a calm voice.
"So what if I'm a fairy? It's just a pillow of yellow rice!"
"Fenglei Immortal Sect is just a chess piece, but the land of frogs in the well is trying to stop me!"
There was no trace of ridicule in his eyes, but when he looked at these five immortals, he seemed to be looking at the ridiculous people in the world.
Immortals, mortals, demons, Taoists, saints, and even emperors...
They all fell at his feet, Qin Changqing, and the knocking immortals were nothing more than ants to him.
The wind and thunder fairy wings shook, and Qin Xuan appeared in front of an immortal who was trapped in an illusion, as if he was in the midst of endless killing.
The Eternal Sword passed by, and a drop of immortal blood floated in the starry sky.
Qin Xuan's palm shook, the immortal paths intertwined, his arm condensed into a haze, and the void suddenly shook, and the charming female fairy in the distance was directly destroyed into nothingness.
He seemed like a great emperor, killing immortals like ants.
The seven Kowting Immortals, in front of him, never made him worth caring about or moving in the slightest.
From the time these seven Kowting Immortals descended, the outcome has been decided, and life and death have been decided.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he stamped his feet suddenly. The vast force of destruction was like splitting the immortal path, destroying the third immortal.
Until, the other two immortals have come to their senses.
A trace of clarity returned to the eyes of the Silver Eyed Immortal, and he looked at the vast starry sky,
Looking at the three corpses floating around Qin Xuan.
He suddenly came back to his senses. Among the seven Immortals of Kowting Court and Immortal of Wind and Thunder, now only he and the two Immortals beside him were left.
"Qing Emperor, what a Qing Emperor!"
The Silver Eyed Immortal seemed neither happy nor sad at this moment. He looked at Qin Xuan, with his broken arm and sword marks, all showing his ferociousness.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent and he stared at the silver-eyed immortal quietly.
The corners of Silver Eyed Immortal's mouth suddenly raised, as if he was endlessly mocking himself.
From the beginning to now, it has only been more than sixty breaths. The seven knocking immortals faced an eighth-level mortal, but they were defeated miserably.
How ridiculous and how sad.
In front of the Silver-eyed Immortal, the Immortal Key was circulating, but he turned back and let out a roar from his blood-stained lips and teeth.
"kill!"
He knew clearly that he was going to die, and that he was an abandoned son, but at this last moment, he burned up his immortal body without feeling sad or resentful, and sacrificed the immortal key before leaving.
It seemed like a blazing fairy sun rushing towards Qin Xuan.
The Eternal Sword buzzed loudly, the fairy light lingered, and the sword light reached the sky.
Qingdi Sword, kill Luo!
With one sword, he plundered the immortal sun and split it in two. His white clothes were as old as before, and Qin Xuan's body was still trembling faintly.
Trillions of evil spirits are still there, and every moment is like a trillion souls being chopped off.
The Immortal with Silver Eyes stared at Qin Xuan. In the end, without even uttering a word, he burned up his immortal body and turned into decay, sitting quietly in the starry sky.
The Seven Immortals have arrived, and the Six Immortals have been destroyed.
Time has only lasted seventy breaths.
The last immortal woke up from the realm of the Immortal Demon. Looking at this scene, his veins popped out and he roared endlessly.
In this roar, there is sadness, anger, hatred, and fear...
He looked at Qin Xuan and had only one method: burn everything he had and kill Qin Xuan.
When the Eternal Sword passes by, the immortal path is shattered, and when the sword of Luo is cut off, the sky of stars will be destroyed forever.
The last immortal died in this starry sky.
Qin Xuan's palm shook, and the seven immortals' artifacts and stored treasures all fell into Qin Xuan's hands.
There are jade, gourds, rings, bags...
He shook his sleeves and put them into his sleeves.
The Xuanguang Dragon-Slaying Gourd is a mortal after all, and it is difficult to harvest the immortal treasure.
He quietly looked at the immortal blood and corpse in the starry sky, just glanced at it, and then looked away.
The next moment, the wind and thunder fairy wings shook, and Qin Xuan disappeared into the starry sky, leaving only the entire starry sky in a mess.
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The two Immortal Vein Buddha Lords, at this moment, seemed to be in a fantasy realm.
Seven Kowting Immortals descended to earth, but perished in the hands of the Qing Emperor alone.
The place where they were was as quiet as death.
The bodies of the other seven supreme beings were trembling with fear, fear, and awe...
This is too unbelievable. Seven immortals descended to earth, but perished at the hands of a mortal.
This is the Qing Emperor!?
Perhaps... this is just a drop in the ocean of this Qing Emperor, revealed in their eyes.
Destroy the wind and thunder, cross the heavenly punishment, and kill the Seven Immortals!
Everything becomes more terrifying, even beyond their imagination.
Who knows what incredible things this Qing Emperor will do next time.
"The difference between immortals and mortals seems to have become a joke in front of this Qing Emperor!"
"This person really exists in the world, and he can destroy all the immortals with a wave of his hand!"
"When one person comes, he will bury the immortal in the starry sky!"
The seven supreme beings could not help but speak, and their faces were filled with endless awe.
How could they believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?
Even in the world of cultivation, how many people can believe this rumor?
The two Immortal Vein Buddha Lords also gradually came back to their senses, and they looked at each other.
"If the poor monk remembers correctly, this Qing Emperor's bone age is only 331 years old now!"
"Your Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple records that the most arrogant person in ancient times was three hundred and thirty-one years old..."
Lord Pure Land Buddha looked at the Lord of Xianzen Temple, his voice seemed to be trembling slightly.
"The pinnacle of the Mahayana can be said to be the most powerful in the world of cultivation and look down on the world. However, even if it is the face of an immortal, it is vulnerable to a single blow!"
The master of Xianchan Temple looked at the gradually broken Buddhist mirror, as if every word was as thick as Buddha soil or stars.