1852.Chapter 1852 Qin Hao returns to make up for a monthly ticket)
You are her, but you will no longer be her!
If it were her, how could she agree!?
Qin Xuan smiled. His smile was a little free and easy, a little sad, a little longing, a little dejected...
But with this smile, everything disappeared, leaving only the figure of the girl in front of me.
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In the Qingdi Palace, tens of thousands of creatures, the Nine Great Immortal Veins, and the Qinglong Clan, all looked extremely expressionless at this moment.
After the death of the seven great tribulations, only the seven great immortal veins are left to be able to invite immortals.
In front of me, there is the Tongtian Demon Mountain, the demon blood lineage, and many powerful men.
The Qingdi Palace is no longer weaker than one of the fifteen major immortal veins. Except for the top Buddhist and Taoist immortal veins, the Buddhist and Taoist immortal veins with two immortals in one vein, I am afraid that no other immortal vein can compete with the Qingdi Palace.
Comparable.
It only took two hundred years, but it exceeded the accumulation of the fifteen major immortal veins in the world of cultivation, tens of billions, or even billions.
Qing Emperor is so terrifying!
If it is about strength, the Nine Great Immortal Veins, and the Qinglong Clan still understand it.
But will even the Qingdi Palace that was created be able to crush the world?
The master of the Nine Great Immortal Veins was almost mad with jealousy, and also mad with anger.
But at this moment, Void mercilessly dealt a heavy blow to these millions of creatures.
I saw a figure slowly walking out from it.
Qin Hao!
Jun Wushuang slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Hao who appeared above him. A smile appeared on his calm face.
Qin Hao landed in front of the Qingdi Palace and looked at Jun Wushuang, "Hao'er is back!"
"Just come back!"
Jun Wushuang murmured softly, and at this moment, she also stepped out, followed by Qin Hao.
"Qingdi Palace, Zhenwu Immortal Lord, you guys, do you dare to fight!?"
"Qing Emperor's son, Qin Hao is here!"
The sound of loud shouts resounded throughout the starry sky, sweeping towards the nine great immortal veins and the Qinglong clan.
As Qin Hao's voice rang out, two golden lights suddenly flew out of his sleeves.
The big and small Jin'er looked up to the sky and neighed. The power of the innate evil creature was radiated out. The dragons of the Qinglong clan suddenly raised their scales, as if they were feeling a huge crisis. Compared with facing Qi Dao, the golden-winged roc, they were even more frightened.
"This is……"
"Innate evil creature!?"
Even the Great Sage Pingtian couldn't help but look shocked. He had never noticed Jin'er and Da Jin'er before, but at this moment, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
An innate evil thing, is this a voodoo? An innate voodoo!
There are records in all the fifteen major immortal veins. Innate Gu feeds on living beings, including dragons and phoenixes.
In the Qingdi Palace, the son of the Qingdi also has two innate Gus. Although their auras are a bit vague and difficult to distinguish, they are definitely enough to scare the pure-blood dragons of Mahayana.
Not only that, Qin Xuan saw cracks in the void, and figures emerged one after another.
"Yu Sheng, you have harmed my father!"
The leader of the Yutian Sect, leading the twenty Immortal Vein Supremes of the Yutian Sect, spoke with a wry smile on his face.
Yu Sheng raised his head and shook his head slightly, "Why is it so!"
"Then how can my father watch you die?"
Yu Sheng paused and sighed silently.
After Yutian Sect, there were still people walking out of it.
"Amitabha!"
Xianchan Buddhist Temple, Wukong Buddha.
He slowly stepped out and looked at Xiao Wu.
"Father!" Xiao Wu raised his head, eyes filled with confusion.
Such a great calamity, Wu Kong still came.
"Amitabha, this poor monk, thanks to the kindness of the Qing Emperor, comes here!" Wu Kong smiled and stood beside everyone.
Yutian Sect, Wukong Buddha, and...
The true phoenix is supreme, the ultimate in suppressing desolation
Your Majesty, five of Jun Wushuang’s former masters came here.
There were two people who went through a tribulation not long ago. One fell into the heavenly tribulation, and the other entered the immortal land.
"Five masters!"
Jun Wushuang gave a slight salute to express his gratitude.
"I'm not as good as a disciple like you. If I can't help you, I might as well go through the tribulation with those two guys!" Zhenhuang grinned and shouted: "You bastards of the Nine Great Immortal Veins, I'll help you guard it."
Bian Huang, do you dare to bully my disciple?"
"Zhenhuang!" A master of the Immortal Vein gritted his teeth, looking at Zhenhuang with anger in his eyes.
"This time, I'm afraid it's going to be a tough battle. If we don't invite immortals, I'm afraid we'll lose a lot of money in this battle!"
"Please immortal, we will lose a strong person in the Tribulation Realm!"
The master of the Nine Immortal Veins, at this moment, actually had some intention of retreating.
The power of the Qingdi Palace has already exceeded their imagination.
Whether it is the Tongtian Demon Mountain or the Yutian Sect, including the Wu Kong Supreme of the Xianchan Buddhist Temple.
This already includes three major immortal veins. The demon blood line of Qingdi Palace, Fighting Buddha and others, is almost equivalent to one major immortal vein.
Of course, the four great immortal veins are not all, but if the nine great immortal veins want to destroy the Qingdi Palace, at least half of the tens of millions of powerful people will be lost!?
This is almost a battle that exceeds the ten major immortal veins. This battle is enough to shatter the starry sky and turn the world of cultivation upside down.
Who would have thought that without the Qing Emperor, the Qing Emperor Palace would be so terrifying!?
"The Qingdi Palace has only one weakness now. They have no immortals to invite. The Qingdi is not here. If you want to win, reduce the losses. This is the only way!" The Lord of Shenyao Mountain said slowly: "Even if it is the Taixuan Holy Sect or the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.
The one who has fallen from the Tribulation Realm and still has seven immortal veins can invite at least ten Kowting Immortals!"
"If we can invite you, how can the Qingdi Palace have any chance of winning!?"
"Don't hesitate, the Qing Emperor's life or death is still uncertain!"
The Lord of Shenyao Mountain looked extremely expressionless, and the fact that things had developed to this point was beyond his expectation.
But at this moment, the void split open again.
"Damn it!"
"Someone else is coming!"
"Is it possible that all the other immortal veins will help the Qingdi Palace?"
The masters of the Nine Immortal Veins and the Qinglong Clan were almost going crazy, looking at the crack in the void.
From among them, a man slowly walked out.
He appeared above the Qingdi Palace and was slightly startled.
"You haven't started fighting yet?"
"The Nine Great Immortal Veins are facing a Qingdi Palace, why should they still hesitate so much?"
The man's voice was dissatisfied, but it made the Great Sage Pingtian's pupils tremble slightly.
"Wang Xianxiao!" The Great Sage Pingtian's face was a little solemn. As a mortal immortal with half of the blood of a demon dragon, Wang Xianxiao's power may not have been weaker than him originally. But now, Wang Xianxiao walked out of that secret realm, and it is said that he has obtained the heaven-defying power.
Opportunity.
"It was he who spread the news of the Qing Emperor's death!"
Buddha Douzhan and others also raised their heads and looked at the King Xian Xiao.
Wang Xianxiao stood proudly in the air and glanced at the Nine Immortal Veins lightly.
"The Qing Emperor is certain to die. He doesn't know whether to live or die. He has broken into a place where even the Great Luo Immortal will be buried. How can he survive?"
"A bunch of rubbish, hesitation only creates trouble!"
"In this case, I, the Demon Lord, will kill this hesitation for you!"
Wang Xianxiao's voice was cold. The next moment, his hand shook and he pressed down directly on everyone in the Qingdi Hall.
"presumptuous!"
The Great Sage Pingtian spoke suddenly at this moment, and he directly faced Wang Xianxiao.
Jun Wushuang and others could not help but look solemn.
They entered the same place, but before Qin Xuan came out, the Immortal Owl Demon Lord walked out of it.
Above the Qingdi Palace, the void
It exploded, and the Hunyuan black hole emerged. In just ten breaths, suddenly, a huge figure flew out from it and landed on the mainland.
"Great Sage Pingtian!?"
Jun Wushuang and others looked at that figure, and their expressions suddenly changed.
After more than ten breaths, the Great Sage Pingtian was defeated!?
I saw Wang Xianxiao slowly walking out of the Hunyuan Cave, surrounded by three complete immortal weapons.
The pressure of the immortal weapon swept over everyone.
Jun Wushuang and the others' expressions changed. On the body of the Great Sage Pingtian, the blood from the three immortal weapon marks was like a river, flowing through the cracks under his body.
"careful!"
The Great Sage Pingtian spoke, and there was some anger in the dragon's roar.
Wang Xianxiao stood with his hands behind his back and smiled lightly, "Pingtian, you are too arrogant!"
"Looking at this world of cultivation, I, Wang Xianxiao..."
His eyes were suddenly shocked. The three immortal weapons were shining like the eternal sun, and their immortal figures in the world of mortals were high above them.