At the top of the Holy Tower of All Realms, the Saint of Tianshao is full of incredible things.
Sage Shi Qiu, a sage from the Guo family 300 million years ago.
In the end, there was no news and disappeared into the fairyland. At this point, the Guo family has been lonely for hundreds of millions of years.
It wasn't until another saint was born that the Guo family made a slight improvement. After countless births and deaths for hundreds of millions of years, it was not until this generation that he became a saint and the Guo family once again stood tall in the Northern Territory.
But even so, there are too many ancient holy laws from the generation of Saint Shiqiu that have been discontinued.
Now, he actually saw the remains of Ancestor Shi Qiu!?
Saint Tianshao looked at the holy bone, and the ancestral power in his blood made his body tremble faintly.
This was a tremor coming from the deepest part of his bloodline, just like the people of the Guo family who feared their holy ancestors when they faced him.
The remains of Saint Shiqiu were suspended quietly in front of Saint Tianshao. Behind him, Qin Xuan smiled faintly.
"I have brought you back, and I will leave the affairs of the Guo family to you!"
"The great calamity is imminent. I hope that the Guo family can produce another saint."
Qin Xuan slowly turned around and said, "Tianshao, I'll wait for you on the first floor of the Holy Tower of All Realms!"
Tianshao's eyes were shocked. He took a deep breath and looked at Qin Xuan.
This time, the shock in his eyes was even more obvious than when Qin Xuan severely injured Ji Xuantian before.
The clouds and mist rolled in, submerging Qin Xuan's figure.
He looked at the sacred bones of his ancestors and murmured, "Who are you?"
A fourth-level golden immortal was able to bring back an ancestor from 300 million years ago.
Even the Guo family doesn't know where this holy ancestor is or where he died.
Tianshao's holy heart was shaken. Finally, his eyes fell on the remains of Saint Shiqiu. He bowed deeply and his holy thoughts entered the forehead of Saint Shiqiu.
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In the Holy Tower of All Realms, where he previously retreated.
Qin Xuan's eyes were long, "With the help of the Heavenly Jealousy Tribulation, all nine Hunyuan Medicines were refined, and the Heavenly Tribulation Bones were reduced to eight parts!"
"In terms of cultivation, I have reached the intermediate level of the fourth rank. If I can get a holy medicine, I might be able to reach the fifth rank."
"Let's look at the level of the holy medicine!"
There was a faint smile on his lips, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Qin Xuan paused slightly and looked at the door.
"come in!"
Faint words rang out, and a figure pushed the door open and entered.
"you are too slow!"
Under the bamboo hat, his voice was slightly dissatisfied.
Qin Xuan looked at this person and said calmly: "Unlike you, the Imperial Clan is a mountain. In this life, I am still the same as before, and I have to rely on my own strength!"
The figure in the bamboo hat slowly sat cross-legged in front of Qin Xuan. When she touched her palm, the surrounding space was changing faintly, and the two of them seemed to be in the vast starry sky.
"It seems that you gave up Di Nian and made a deal with Xu Wushang!"
"You have decided on the way of heaven, are you afraid that I will deduce your whereabouts?"
Under the bamboo hat, a thin smile faintly flashed across the thin lips.
Then, the bamboo hat was gently taken off, and a face appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
His eyebrows are like swords, his pupils are like night, he has dark hair shawl, and his thin lips are slightly raised.
A face exactly like Qin Xuan appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
The difference is that Qin Xuan's hair is gray, but this person's hair is black.
Their eyes are similar, but they are also different.
A pair as indifferent as water, like the desert world.
A pair of sharp edges are restrained, like a sheathed sword.
Qin Xuan was not surprised when he saw it, and smiled lightly, "What? I don't even dare to meet you, only this incarnation?"
The visitor smiled lightly and said, "How dare I despise you, Qin Changqing, who is so majestic for eternity!"
"You should understand that I won't touch you,
Otherwise, you won't be able to survive when you were thinking about the Emperor in the past!" A teapot appeared in Qin Xuan's hand, and quietly, the teapot broke.
"This tea is too inferior. Here is what you like, Immortal Ancient Tea!"
A teapot, the whole body is like a clay sculpture, exuding a vast atmosphere, with mountains and rivers thousands of miles away on the surface of the teapot, and a bright sun in the sky.
This is a semi-sacred weapon that can refine all things.
The tea cup fell into Qin Xuan's hands. Qin Xuan looked at the clear tea quietly, with a faint golden luster passing by.
"Immortal Tiangu Tea, have you gone to Immortal Emperor Mountain?"
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm and he looked at the tea without moving.
"I went there, and those little guys are still the same. Don't worry, no one has died!"
The visitor smiled softly and raised her glass, "Why not take a sip!?"
"Is it time to bury me?" Qin Xuan shook his head, smiled, and took a sip.
"Of course, it's a pity that you are so cunning and cunning that you used Emperor's Mind to make a deal with Xu Wushang. Those saints behind me, the Great Emperor, cannot be born!"
"Otherwise, when we find out where you are, you may not be able to survive!"
Qin Xuan, a black-haired man, said leisurely: "You made a good move and turned defeat into victory. Otherwise, even if your emperor's thoughts are still there, you will not be able to defeat the saints and the great emperors."
"With Xu Wushang's help, this great emperor of the immortal land, the saint, will not dare to touch you!"
"I am integrated with the way of heaven, but I have become your Qin Changqing's dog. A great calamity... ha!"
A coldness flashed across her eyes, and she looked at Qin Xuan, "Qin Changqing, if you don't die this time, you will be buried next time when the Tiandao Platform collapses."
"You were able to smash the Tiandao Tower in the past, and I can do the same in the future!"
When Qin Xuan heard this, his eyes were calm, "Enough is enough!"
"Enough is enough? In the past, you also said these four words, "Enough is enough." Why don't you, Qin Changqing, stop when enough is enough!?"
The dark-haired man showed an icy arc, "Qin Changqing, I will fall first!"
"Those saint bones in the Immortal Source Secret Realm can't save you!"
"I would like to see which saint dares to be born!"
As the sound fell, Qin Xuan's waist, the Eternal Sword suddenly trembled, its sharp edge swept through the stars and pointed directly at the man.
"This nonsense should stop in moderation!"
Qin Xuan looked at the dark-haired man indifferently, "You can't stop me!"
"You are still the same as before, and you cannot be cultivated. In the past, I should have killed you under the Immortal Emperor's mountain!"
Qin Xuan stood up slowly. He looked at the person in front of him and said coldly: "So far, you have only imagined my appearance."
"Abandoned disciple, I thought it would be difficult for you to follow my path, but I never thought that you would be reborn and return with me."
"Don't let me have murderous intentions, otherwise, tomorrow will be the time to suppress you!"
boom!
Qin Xuan stepped on it, and the surrounding stars dispersed, revealing the original appearance of the room.
"Qin Changqing!"
"roll!"
Qin Xuan flicked his sleeves, and the immortal essence roared, knocking the man directly outside the door.
Qin Xuan retracted his palms and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the slightly embarrassed incarnation.
"Futian, I'm right here. How dare you bury me!?"
In his eyes, there was a vague look of disdain for the world.
The face of the dark-haired man suddenly changed, and there was a hint of fear on his face, a fear coming from the depths of his heart.
"I ask, do you dare!?"
Qin Xuan took a step forward, and with a bang, this incarnation was shattered.
At one place in the giant city of Tianbei, the bamboo hat trembled slightly, and he faintly took a step back.
She looked at the Holy Tower of All Realms, her thin lips trembling slightly for a few minutes.
Finally, laugh at yourself.
"Master, if you abandon your disciple Futian, I will die for you one day!"
The voice was cold, and there was a faint hint of endless murderous intent, and it passed away in a flash.