1939.Chapter 1939 Do ants shake the sky? (Seeking a monthly ticket)
Qin Xuan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, the kind of heart palpitations that came from instinct.
He looked at Wen Rujun, his face still looked calm and indifferent.
Even if Hunyuan is in front, it's not enough to move him.
Luo Jiu's eyes were indifferent. She glanced at Qin Xuan. His white clothes and gray hair were reflected in his pupils, as if they were like a speck of dust in the vast world.
"explain!"
Luo Jiu uttered a word indifferently, and she turned her head and looked into Wen Rujun's eyes.
"This son has aroused some interest in this immortal. How about the saint's clothes belong to you and this son belongs to me?" Wen Rujun said with a smile, "A true immortal seems insignificant to you, right?"
The voice slowly came out, causing the expressions of Yu Canghe, Li Lingxun and others to change suddenly.
Only these two great immortals, including Qin Xuan, remained calm.
Wen Rujun had a faint smile on his face, Luo Jiu looked indifferent, and Qin Xuan was indifferent.
The three people looked at the other two people quietly.
"This son is not under my command!" Luo Jiu said lightly: "But if you hand over the saint's clothes, it will be yours!"
"You're just a true immortal, but you still can't control your own destiny!"
Her eyes fell on Qin Xuan, "You..."
"Any objection?"
Suddenly, the power of Hunyuan Immortal Lord swept over Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's body trembled slightly, and he slowly turned his head and looked at Luo Jiu.
"I'm here to help escort this saint!" There was a hint of coldness in Qin Xuan's voice, "Luo Jiu, it's not your turn to decide where to belong!"
"It's just the third realm of Hunyuan, but it's quite big..."
Before the voice fell, a faint chill flashed across Luo Jiu's indifferent pupils.
"You ants must be self-aware!"
"A mere true immortal dares to call me by my first name!?"
As soon as the sound fell, the three holy dragons under Luo Jiu roared suddenly. The terrifying holy dragons were as powerful as mountains, and they pressed on Qin Xuan in an instant.
In an instant, Qin Xuan seemed to be shaking the Tianshan Emperor, his muscles and bones were vibrating and humming.
"What a beast!" A trace of anger finally appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes.
Just a Hunyuan Immortal, how dare you do this!?
You used to be an ant in your eyes, but now you dare to humiliate him again and again?
boom!
The Chaos Immortal Yuan within Qin Xuan's body rose up, with vast sword intent, like moving the heaven and earth.
Before Qin Xuan could take action, Luo Jiu had already formed a secret.
In the heaven and earth, the space path formed a mountain, and the space of a hundred feet turned into a mountain shape, and it suppressed Qin Xuan in an instant.
boom!
In an instant, Qin Xuan's body fell directly. He raised his hands suddenly, and the sounds of cracks, bone cracks, and flesh collapse resounded throughout the world.
The gap between the third realm of Hunyuan and the eighth level of true immortality is huge.
Luo Jiunai is a direct disciple of Saint Tianjiu, and his strength exceeds that of ordinary Hunyuan Immortal Lord.
In his previous life, when he had just become a saint, he killed two saint-level creatures.
In the Northern Territory, and even in the Immortal Realm, this girl could be called a genius.
Qin Xuan was directly pinned to the ground. On his body, cracks spread. There were even faint cracks in the Heavenly Tribulation Bones, and thunder marrow flowed out of the bones.
Wen Rujun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the smile on his face seemed to get stronger.
Under the mountain of heaven and earth, Qin Xuan's mouth was bleeding.
Entering the Immortal Land, this was the first time he suffered such a catastrophe. After losing the Emperor's Mind, he now no longer has the greatest foundation.
Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and tens of thousands of secret techniques passed through his memory, but each secret technique could not break the barrier between true immortals and Hunyuan.
If it were Da Luo, even if it was the eighth rank or even the legendary ninth rank, Qin Xuan would still have hope.
Hoping to kill it, only Hunyuan and above, no matter how terrifying the secret method is, it is impossible to kill it.
The way of heaven is unfair yet impartial. Some realms cannot be reached without sacrificing anything.
Therefore, there were many realms just now, and each level was enough to bury too many creatures.
Luo Jiu's eyes were indifferent. She stood on the three holy dragons and looked down at Qin Xuan, as if she were looking down at an ant that was overestimating its capabilities.
"Luo Jiu, enough is enough!"
At this moment, Wen Rujun spoke, he showed a faint smile, waved his sleeves, and the mountain of heaven and earth was shaken up.
Wen Rujun smiled lightly and said: "If you destroy him, how will you comply with my conditions?"
Luo Jiu's eyes turned, and the Qiankun Mountain quietly dispersed.
"Just keep his immortal soul!" Luo Jiu's voice was extremely cold.
When Qin Xuan heard this, all the anger in his eyes disappeared and turned into calm.
His body was trembling, cracks were spreading, his white clothes were stained with blood, and his gray hair was blowing in the wind.
Wen Rujun smiled, and a wooden box appeared in his hand. With a shake of his wrist, it turned into a rainbow and fell in front of Luo Jiu.
"Little guy, let's go!"
"From now on, you belong to me, Wen Rujun!"
Wen Rujun looked at Qin Xuan, he turned his palm slightly, and a Daluo elixir appeared in his hand.
"Give!"
Qin Xuan glanced at the elixir indifferently, but did not put it away. The evergreen immortal body showed its magic, the cracks were constantly recovering, and the Heavenly Tribulation Bone was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A flash of surprise flashed through Wen Rujun's eyes, then he smiled and put away the elixir without thinking.
Luo Jiu also saw the corner of the saint's robe on the side and put it into his sleeve.
Then, she glanced at Wen Rujun lightly and said, "You guys, when you enter Bianbei Immortal City, I will bring this thing back to the Holy Pass!"
The three holy dragons looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound of the dragon's roar moved the heaven and the earth. Suddenly, their wings shook and they were about to leave this place.
"Luo Jiu!"
In the Holy Dragon Zhenyi, the roaring dragon wind swept across the world.
An indifferent voice sounded slowly, causing the holy dragon to pause slightly. Luo Jiu couldn't help but turn her head. She looked at the ants that in her eyes were insignificant and not worth mentioning.
There seemed to be a smile on Qin Xuan's face.
He looked at the image of Hunyuan Immortal Lord, who would become a saint in the future, above the three holy dragons.
The world seemed to be silent at this moment.
There was surprise in Wen Rujun's eyes, and the smile on his face became even stronger.
Qin Xuan's body had almost recovered. He put on a new white suit and looked at Luo Jiu quietly.
"Do you think ants can shake the sky?"
Qin Xuan smiled and looked at Luo Jiu with a sparkle in his eyes.
Luo Jiu raised her eyebrows slightly. She completely ignored Qin Xuan, turned around, and was about to leave.
How can the words of ants be heard?
She is a direct descendant of a saint and a third-level Immortal of Hunyuan. How can she care about a true immortal!?
Qin Xuan didn't care at all, he looked at the sacred dragon's flying wings, looking down at the heaven and earth, overlooking the appearance of an immortal king of all things.
"Five hundred years later, I, Qin Changqing, have come to give it a try!"
"Can the ants of today crush your Tianjiu Shengguan Mansion five hundred years from now!"
"Crush you Luo Jiu..."
"Immortal Zunzi!"
In the sky and the earth, strong winds were everywhere, and the roar of dragons shook the world.
A voice came into Luo Jiu's ears in a leisurely manner, making Luo Jiu frown slightly.
"Ridiculously ignorant!"
She uttered four words, which slowly filled the world, and Qin Xuan's voice came,