The Holy Yuan's magical power was like a divine pillar, sweeping towards Qin Xuan's body.
Qin Xuan's face remained as usual, and his arms could not be used. Only slight points under his feet were seen, and the power of Hongmeng was like a dragon, merging onto Qin Xuan's right leg.
The magical power of the emperor, Hongmeng Town Jiutian!
"A mere holy law!"
A hint of indifference slowly passed through Qin Xuan's eyes. Immediately, his right leg hit the vast moonlight pillar like it was kicking a stone.
boom!
The entire void was trembling crazily at this moment.
Immediately, the saint's face suddenly changed, and Qin Xuan's feet were like dragons, blasting through the 800-foot holy moon. Even before the saint reacted, Qin Xuan had already stepped on the bright moon behind him.
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Under his feet, endless cracks appeared in the bright moon.
The bright moon exploded, and endless waves swept across the entire void.
A saint came over. Looking at this scene, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
A mere Hunyuan was able to break through the holy magic power in an instant!?
The Red Dragon Sage, who was originally relaxed, was even more nervous at this moment.
Immediately, he used the holy method and stepped back.
"Everyone, this person colluded with the ancient creatures and gained extremely terrifying power. No one person can defeat him. Please help me. Red Dragon is grateful!"
He was roaring loudly, and his voice echoed through the void in all directions, reaching the ears of the saints here.
Qin Xuan's eyes were dim. After he stepped through the holy moon, he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he stood on the spot, his eyes glaring at the many saints who were getting closer and closer.
His arms were faintly hanging down, "Chilong, if I, Qin Changqing, want to kill someone, why do you think you can escape?"
The light words came out calmly.
Chilong's expression changed suddenly, "Ant, don't be so arrogant, so what if you collude with ancient creatures to gain powerful power? After all, you are heresy, and I, the saints of the Western Region, will never allow you to act recklessly!"
All around, rays of holy light emerged and appeared here.
Qin Xuan looked at the holy lights, one after another, and the saints came here. Immediately, he slowly took a step forward.
His steps were slow and not hurried, as if what he saw in front of him was not the saints of the Western Regions, but clouds and dust.
The saints in the Western Regions could not help but frown slightly.
"presumptuous!"
A saint spoke, and the radiant holy power swept towards Qin Xuan.
But Qin Xuan looked at him as if there was nothing there. Immediately, the saint took action.
This saint is only a saint in the first stage of becoming a saint, and his strength is slightly weaker than that of the red dragon.
There is a vast dharma image that covers the heaven and earth. This dharma image holds a holy sword and cuts all directions. Under the holy sword, there are many heads covered with immortals, as if they were beheading a criminal.
The next moment, the huge holy sword had already slashed towards Qin Xuan.
The giant sword flew across the sky, spanning hundreds of feet across the void. When the giant sword landed, the surrounding void seemed to be cut through by the sword, sweeping away from both sides.
"Presumptuous!?" There was a hint of ridicule in Qin Xuan's eyes.
Once upon a time, an ant acted condescending in his eyes.
Once upon a time, among all the saints in the Western Region, who dared to face Qin Changqing!?
Nowadays, even the saint at the first level dares to rely on the power of the saint to oppress him.
Strength in numbers!?
Qin Xuan wanted to laugh, as if he had seen the absurdity of the world.
"How dare you, a mere ant, accuse me of being presumptuous!?" Qin Xuan's thin lips slightly opened. In an instant, the immortal energy in his body vibrated and turned into a thousand-foot-long dharma image in front of him.
Endless clouds and mist appear in this world out of thin air.
The shadows of the vast mountains are hidden in the clouds and mist, and quietly, a gap opens in this vast cloud and mist.
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From the top of the mountain, a figure is sitting cross-legged, holding a jade cup in hand, quietly sipping fairy tea.
Behind this figure, there is a tree that is as white as jade, and you can see the silver-white Dao lines on it. Each Dao line is mysterious to the extreme and contains endless years.
As if aware of the huge holy dharma image coming, the person holding the cup looked slightly sideways.
His face was in chaos, and even his facial features were hard to see.
But only the white clothes seemed to match the white clothes on Qin Xuan's body.
Emperor Yun Dharma Appearance!
Qin Xuan looked at the image of the Holy Way in the distance and the white clothes on the mountain behind him, and took out a drop of tea from the cup with a snap of his finger.
Once pointed out, the drop of tea seemed to disappear.
The next moment, the saint who used the holy magic and magical power suddenly turned red and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
The image of the holy way behind him was shattered into pieces in an instant.
A series of cracks spread from the Dharma, and disappeared with a deafening roar.
The power of one finger can destroy the holy image.
Not only the saint who took action, but also the other saints could not help but look extremely solemn.
Now, they believe what some Red Dragon Saints say.
Otherwise, why is this person in front of me so terrifying!?
Perhaps, it may not be that he was taken away by the ancient emperor.
"Do it, stop this guy!"
A saint yelled that he had a pretty good relationship with Chilong.
As this saint spoke, almost four or five saints responded around him.
Saint soldiers, one after another, slowly appeared in the world.
The other saints frowned slightly and were not in a hurry to take action.
Some of them looked at Qin Xuan, and some looked at Chi Long, seeming to be thinking.
The next moment, the six holy soldiers came bombarding Qin Xuan with immeasurable holy light.
Behind Qin Xuan, the white clothes on the mountain were unhurried and unhurried.
Faintly, there seemed to be a green leaf falling from the clouds and mist.
The white-clothed hand pinched the green leaf, and with a slight movement of the wrist, the green leaf slowly came out.
In just the blink of an eye, that green leaf suddenly transformed into a thousand feet.
Just like it blocks out the sky and blocks out the sun, it presses across this void.
In an instant, the six holy soldiers were directly shattered and sent flying backwards.
The six saints all groaned uncontrollably, but the leaf didn't stop and continued to move forward.
In the solemn gazes of many saints, thousands of green leaves covered the bodies of the six saints.
boom!
With a violent roar, the six saints flying under the green leaves were like feathers, and holy blood overflowed from their mouths.
Everyone's Saint Yuan is like paper, easily broken.
The blood and bones in the body are broken and destroyed.
"this……"
Some saints couldn't help but were speechless and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.
How could a Hunyuan Immortal be so terrifying!?
This guy, even if he unites with the Ancient Holy Spirit, can't do this, right?
The green leaves, which are thousands of feet long, slowly shrink, turn into three inches, and fall on Qin Xuan's fingertips.
This time, the person who pinched Qingye was not the dharma image on the mountain, but Qin Xuan himself.
He pinched the green leaves with his hands, as if they were in harmony with the white clothes on the mountain.
"But there are still people who want to stop me, Qin Changqing!?"
The faint words slowly spread around.
Those indifferent eyes looked like they were scorning the entire void...