Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou all looked up and were dumbfounded.
They looked at the storm composed of speechless resentful souls in front of them, almost falling into a state of sluggishness.
In the huge storm, some resentful spirits seemed to have noticed the four people.
Along with the sounds of crying and howling, there were resentful souls like rain, killing everyone in an instant.
In Qin Xuan's hand, the Eternal Sword suddenly appeared.
The sword was covered with the punishment power of Zhuxian Heaven, and immediately, he slashed out with one sword!
Puff puff……
One after another, the resentful souls shattered, wailing and avoiding the sides.
"Qin Changqing, didn't you say that this resentful spirit won't hurt people?"
When Zhen Qianzhou saw Qin Xuan's actions, he seemed to notice something. The fairy treasure appeared in his hand and started to attack the resentful soul.
"That was before, the Nine-turn Blood Wood Flower was in this whirlpool!"
Qin Xuan said calmly, "If you want to get it, you will definitely fight in!"
"Most of these resentful souls are Hunyuan, Da Luo souls, and their strength will not exceed Da Luo rank eight!"
As soon as the sound fell, Qin Xuan's wings of wind and thunder spread out behind him. With his wings shaking, he directly faced the endless resentful soul and killed him.
Luo Fuxian and others looked at it and felt slightly shaken.
"kill!"
Zhen Qianzhou shouted, and four great treasures appeared in his hands. He stepped on them and followed Qin Xuan. The immortal treasures continued to disperse the resentful souls.
The Mo family brothers and sisters had solemn expressions on their faces, and they each took their fairy treasures and soared into the sky.
Qin Xuan holds the sword, and the punishment power of Zhu Xian and the soul are restrained, almost getting twice the result with half the effort.
Under his eternal sword, countless resentful souls were chopped into pieces until he rushed into the storm of resentful souls.
boom!
The moment he rushed into the storm of resentful souls, his eyes suddenly turned pitch black, his ears felt as if thunder was roaring, and his consciousness seemed to be about to float out of his body.
Qin Xuan had already expected it, but it only took a moment for him to come to his senses, and the Eternal Sword shook.
Qingdi Hall, Buddhist Courtyard, Dusheng Sword!
A vast sword light swept through the world, forcibly killing the resentful souls approaching Ruhai out of a passage.
Behind him, screams of surprise sounded.
Zhen Qianzhou, Luo Fuxian, Mo Yu, and Mo Xuan had some scars on their bodies.
Their faces were pale and their consciousness seemed a little confused.
"There is a force here that affects the origin of the soul, which is why so many resentful souls gathered into a storm!"
"It's not easy for you to survive from the Emperor's Tomb!"
Qin Xuan murmured softly. Seeing this scene, an experienced person would be able to notice it.
The vision had its origin, but these four people were so negligent that they were injured.
Not only that, the wound of the resentful soul contains a kind of soul poison, which is enough to paralyze the immortal thoughts, causing them to gradually separate from the body.
Qin Xuan took a deep breath and looked up at the case of endless resentment and the huge whirlpool.
In this whirlpool, there is a flower that is as big as three feet, with a whole body like snow, and strands of golden veins spreading on it.
Nine-turn Blood Wood Flower!
This flower seems to be growing in a whirlpool.
Behind Qin Xuan, among the wind and thunder fairy wings, he condensed the secret in his hand and used the Daluo Immortal Technique.
Qingdi Palace, Buddha Court Immortal Art, Tianluo Soul-Suppressing Finger!
Qin Xuan pinched his fingers, and a vast golden light rose into the sky.
It spread thousands of feet, and the wind and thunder fairy wings behind Qin Xuan shook.
"Ask for your own blessings!"
He turned around, looked at the four people, and shook his head slightly.
Immediately, its wings flew up, soaring three feet into the sky.
The resentful souls were shattered and dispersed by this finger of golden light, and then condensed again on the side.
Thousands of feet
In the middle, the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand moved again, the Dusheng Sword was used, and the sword light split a full 1,300 feet.
The Fengling Immortal Wings shook, soared into the sky again, and headed towards the Blood Wood Flower in the whirlpool.
As he approached upward, the power that shook the soul became stronger, and even the Qingdi Palace in Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness was trembling slightly.
Since Qin Xuan entered the Immortal Realm, he has not practiced Immortal Thought very much, but now it is comparable to the seventh level of Kouting.
In the sea of consciousness, the immortal thoughts trembled slightly, and he used magical powers in his hands again.
A ray of Nine Nether Saint Yuan flew out of his body and shuttled among the resentful souls. When the Saint Yuan passed by, all the resentful souls were frozen and fell to the ground.
He kept using the eternal sword, the Immortal Art, in his hand. After about a hundred breaths, Qin Xuan was no longer aware of how many feet in the air he was, but the Nine-turn Blood Wood Flower was already close in front of him.
Behind him, the four Luo Fuxians were still fighting desperately, rising into the sky along the path he had taken.
It can be seen that all four of them have a lot of scars on their bodies.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he saw a terrifying sound coming from the whirlpool in the air.
Qin Xuan condensed the secret in his hand and immediately closed his ears. Even so, his body could not help but be slightly startled.
Immediately, a dark wind rolled out from the whirlpool and headed towards Qin Xuan.
"Yellow Spring Ghost Wind!"
Qin Xuan's pupils trembled, even he had to retreat at this moment.
I saw the dark wind blowing down, and the resentful souls were directly wiped out in it, and could not be recovered again.
Before Qin Xuan could avoid it, the surrounding space was slightly startled, as if it was twisted, and Qin Xuan's body seemed to be broken.
Qin Xuan's expression suddenly changed, this is the fairy world, not the world of cultivation.
The space was distorted enough to shatter his body into pieces.
The space here is too unstable, and the huge vortex is essentially a space passage.
In the fairy world, Da Luo can use some secrets of the universe, but only the Hunyuan Fang can legendary space.
In Qin Xuan's body, the Eternal Green Art was running wildly, and he suddenly spat out a word.
"town!"
It was as if the vast Buddha's voice came out from his body. Immediately, the wind and thunder fairy wings behind Qin Xuan shook, and he rushed out of this twisted space.
Qin Xuan's face was a little pale, and some traces of distortion could be seen on his body. He slowly recovered under the miraculous power of the Evergreen Immortal Body. Anyone else would have been seriously injured.
Qin Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the underworld ghost wind blowing wantonly. Wherever it passed, all the resentful souls turned into nothingness.
A faint light flashed in his eyes, and immediately, the wind and thunder fairy wings shook.
Ahead, there were space distortions, and there were even space cracks around the huge vortex.
If Qin Xuan falls into the spatial rift, his body may be split into two in an instant.
Qin Xuan relied on his eternal experience in his previous life to shuttle through the cracks in this space.
For nearly a stick of incense, there were many scars on his white clothes. Qin Xuan looked at the nine-turn blood wood flower several feet in size.
He was not in a hurry to pick it, but looked at the rhizome of the Nine-turn Blood Wood Flower.
In this stem, there is a severed hand, the flesh and blood is still there, quietly in the center of the whirlpool.
Those are the hands of a saint!
Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his premonition came true.
The saint's severed hand caused space turmoil. At the end of this vortex was a space passage, a space passage leading to the depths of the Emperor's Tomb.
Qin Xuan's Fengling Immortal Wings shook, and a space crack appeared out of thin air where he was before.
He looked at the nine-turn blood wood flower without moving for a long time.
"Qin Changqing!"
At this moment, a voice sounded.
Four people, Zhen Qianzhou, had appeared behind Qin Xuan. All four of them were seriously injured.
The four of them worked together to reach this point, behind Qin Xuan.
"Nine-turn Blood Wood Flower!?"
The Mo brothers and sisters all showed joy on their faces.
They set foot here just for the half-Hunyuan medicine, the Nine-turn Blood Wood Flower.
Qin Xuan turned his head and glanced at the four people. Finally, he moved the eternal sword in his hand and slashed at the severed hand of the saint.
The sword flashed and the bloodwood flowers fell.
The saint's severed hand felt like it was crushing the universe at this moment, and the entire whirlpool seemed to be stagnant at this moment.
The majesty of a saint should not be insulted lightly!
Even if this is just a severed hand, how can you kill the saint who has already fallen!?
boom!
The vast power of the saint, at this moment, almost made the whole space freeze to the extreme.