The pavilion master of Xiantingshu Pavilion pondered slightly and looked at the man in green holding a gun on the stage.
His eyes were leisurely, "The tiger father has no sons, but the son of the Qing Emperor seems to be a bit worse! His bone age is nearly 400 years old, and he has just become a master!"
"It seems that no matter how peerless he is, he still has his weaknesses! That Qing Emperor's method of raising children is probably a bit weak!"
The male servant on the side said slowly: "There is still something missing in heaven, let alone people!"
"It would be terrible if the Qing Emperor's son was like the Qing Emperor, with two peerless bloodlines!"
"Interesting, this is the Kuting Immortal Technique, the Red Dragon Breaking Army Spear of the Northern Territory!?"
While the two of them were talking, Qin Hao had already moved.
The spear was like a broken one, shattering thousands of troops. A vast spear light, extremely sharp, stepped out.
Ming Yao's pupils shrank suddenly. Although he was jealous and even hated Qin Hao, he did not dare to underestimate him at all.
After all, he is the son of Qing Emperor. Qing Emperor can destroy the immortal veins, so how can his son be weak?
Two swords appeared in his hands. These two swords were both second-grade treasures. They were crisscrossed like dragons and struck towards the spear light.
Vast waves surged, the void exploded, and Hunyuan Cave Heaven emerged.
Divine thoughts spread all around, Ming Yao's body tensed, and a thin silver needle vaguely appeared in his hand, as if he was waiting for something.
I saw a figure suddenly rushing out of the Hunyuan Cave.
Qin Hao came out with a gun, the stars under his feet flickered, and every step seemed to shrink to an inch.
"As expected, it's a pity that compared to the Qing Emperor, it seems that you are nothing more than that!" Ming Yao sneered, and saw the two swords turning back in the black hole, and thousands of sword energy, outlined into a large formation, shrouded and fell.
At the same time, the tiny silver needle in his hand seemed to blend into the void.
He had a faint sneer, Qin Hao was originally a low-level Hedao, and was more than one level weaker than him. How could he be his opponent with such a head-on challenge?
But Qin Hao did just that.
The sword energy was strangled, and in an instant, Qing Yi fell into it.
At this moment, Ming Yao's pupils trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head.
Qin Hao, who should have been in the sword formation, appeared thousands of feet above it.
Hanging upside down in the sky, the spear is like a star, pointing straight at the destiny.
"What!?"
Ming Yao's pupils shrank slightly, but he did not panic. In his mind, two flying swords rushed out and pointed directly at Qin Hao.
At the same time, he condensed the secret in his hand.
All he saw was that his body suddenly transformed into a vast palace of destiny.
It contains various illusions, formations, and the evolution of heavenly secrets.
Qin Hao's eyes were gentle, and he sank directly into the Life Palace. With a few roars and a muffled groan from Ming Yao, he forcefully shattered the Life Palace and came out.
"How is it possible that you have entered the fifth realm of Hedao!?"
"You are just a low-grade person!"
Ming Yao lost his voice, and the power of Hunyuan Dao Fruit, above the light of Qin Hao's spear, he felt Hunyuan, which was enough to defeat everything.
Ming Yao had to retreat. Faced with the power of Hunyuan Dao Fruit, if he tried to challenge it, even he would have to be severely injured.
Immediately, his feet were like an illusion, and thousands of phantoms appeared on the stage.
Qin Hao held the spear and fell, and the spear fell into the ring, bending like a bow.
However, Qin Hao didn't take it seriously. He seemed to have expected it, and he actually used this power to make his figure rise up with the shock of the spear.
I saw a spear emerging from his waist again.
Double guns!
Two hands, one gun in each hand, appeared in Qin Hao's hands. Under the mysterious jade face, Qin Hao's eyes showed no emotion.
His two swords broke through the two flying swords and shook the silver needles away. In Ming Yao's unbelievable way,
In his eyes, a pair of spear gleams, both made of immortal iron, pointed at his throat and at his dantian.
Above the two spears, a whole chill chilled Ming Yao's entire body.
As long as Qin Hao goes a little further, he is afraid that he will fall.
Qin Xuan's eyes were gentle, and he slowly put away his spear, "Hunyuan Dao Fruit!? I don't cultivate the five realms of Hedao, and the fifth realm is not the end!"
The faint words made Ming Yao's body tremble.
Qin Hao's eyes were calm. He was not as good as his father. He only practiced one discipline.
He has not fully understood this path yet, but he has gained a hint of Hunyuan from it.
Therefore, he was just a low-ranking Hedao man. He had also traveled in the starry sky, experienced life and death, and even entered the five heavens, including the Qingdi Palace.
All kinds of wonderful techniques can be seen clearly in his eyes.
Crazy jealousy flashed in Ming Yao's eyes. Qin Hao's words were obviously more powerful than what he didn't know.
I'm afraid it was the Qing Emperor who complained, otherwise, how could Qin Hao defeat him!?
"Qin Hao, don't think that you can inherit the legacy of Qing Emperor for a lifetime!"
"Without Qingdi, you are nothing!"
He roared angrily, as if he was crazy. He took half a step to the Mahayana, but was defeated by Hedao. He was extremely ashamed and angry.
Qin Hao smiled and said: "You are right, without my father, there would be no Qin Hao!"
"But, I am different from my father!"
He didn't say anything more. In his eyes, the light of fate was like a flicker of fireflies under the constant sun.
His eyes will not fall on Ming Yao, and even if he wins, he will not feel so happy or proud.
After all, he grew up under the radiance of the constant sun. In front of Qin Xuan, a mere Immortal Vein disciple from the Revolving Life Palace is not worthy of being a Taoist.
Time has changed a lot. In the past, he was not angry, unclear, and incomprehensible, which was a shameful thing. Now, in his eyes, it was like wind and sand passing by, and he could not squint.
The road walks alone, these are the four most profound words his father gave him.
Qin Hao quietly waited for Xian Ting Shu Pavilion to decide the outcome and enter the next round.
In the starry sky, there are many onlookers.
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Hao quietly and nodded slightly.
He has grown a lot, and the credit does not lie with him, but with Qin Hao himself.
He never taught Qin Hao what he must do, nor did he arrange a destined path for Qin Hao.
As a father, he can only accompany him to grow up, but in the remaining years, Qin Hao will naturally find someone who can accompany him throughout his life and who can carry out his life's path.
Now, Qin Hao has reached the threshold.
"Hao'er, what you have experienced, what you have encountered, and everyone you have met are all part of your life."
"The road walks alone. When one day you look back and observe the past, you will find that you have been on the road since the moment you were born. The son of the Qing Emperor is not something to be proud of."
"Qin Hao! These two words are the basis of your pride!"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, looked at Qin Hao, and joined the battle again.
He reached the top 100 and could be ranked on the Immortal Ranking, but in the end, he was defeated by a low-level Mahayana Immortal Vein Supreme.
In this battle, Qin Hao was extremely miserable. He even used forbidden methods and paid a huge price, but he was still invincible.
Qin Hao was bleeding on the ring, and he looked at the immortal genius in front of him who was as immovable as a god.
"The son of the Qing Emperor is nothing more than that!" The Immortal Vein Supreme smiled indifferently, "I thought he was a dragon and tiger, but it turns out that he is just a young worm!"
Qin Hao's eyes were clear, but even after hearing such insulting words, he still didn't care at all.
At this moment, a faint voice sounded.
"My son is
Young insect, who do you think you are?"
A faint voice sounded, and white clothes flew across the sky, landing behind Qin Hao.
Qin Xuan looked at the genius of the Taixuan Saint Sect quietly with a calm expression on his face.
In an instant, the whole arena shook. The Tai Xuan Sheng Sect's Immortal Ranking Talent's robe burst apart, and he fell to the ground as if being crushed by an immortal mountain.
How many places did it break?
Qin Hao supported his severely injured body. He turned to look at Qin Xuan and smiled bitterly.
"dad!"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, patted Qin Hao's shoulder gently, and nodded slowly.