Qin Xuan stood here, as if he was extremely arrogant.
Among all the saints present, no one was immune to anger.
Too arrogant, too arrogant.
"Qin Changqing, what did you say!?"
There is a saint with a dragon-shaped jade at his feet. It is a half-emperor soldier, shining brightly and exuding terrifying pressure.
This is a saint who has reached the third level of sainthood. However, he is angry.
Qin Xuan's eyes moved and fell on this saint. He did not respond, but his eyes seemed to speak bluntly...
Do you want to die?
Such a gaze, especially at this moment, made the saint want to move the holy essence, the half-emperor soldiers under his feet were shining brightly, and the dragon's roar stirred the void.
At this moment, a vague pressure appeared in the void.
In Qin Xuan's body, the Eternal Green Art was already in operation, but after feeling this pressure, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Xu Wushang afterwards!"
Qin Xuan muttered in his heart, then stopped running the Eternal Evergreen Secret, and the two immortal essences returned to his Dantian and heart.
The saints were even more awe-inspiring. They raised their heads and looked up at the sky.
In the void, only lines of golden text can be seen, as if they were spread across the void.
There is a power of heaven above that uses the void as paper and writes words on it.
"The red dragon colluded with the ancients and acted against the will of heaven. His crime should be punished!"
Only fourteen words, concise and concise, made all the saints look dull at this moment.
Before, many of them heard that Qin Xuan had colluded with Qiangu and gained great power.
When Qin Xuan was so powerful as a monster, many of the saints even believed him.
But who would have thought that the person who finally colluded with Qiangu would be Chilong, a saint with great fame in the Western Regions and the second level of sainthood!?
How can this be!?
But the order of heaven is here, what else needs to be questioned!?
The faces of those saints who had misunderstood Qin Xuan could not help but feel a little hot.
As a saint, he misunderstood and even tried to stop him. This is too humiliating.
"Damn Red Dragon, how dare you tease me!?"
A saint spoke, unstoppable in anger, and stepped on the void, causing the void to tremble violently and cracks spreading in all directions.
It can be seen that he was really angry.
A saint can be defeated or defeated, but he will never tolerate teasing.
As one of the leaders of all sentient beings in the immortal world, if even a saint cannot distinguish right from wrong, then this saint is not a big joke in the world.
For the saints, this is more unacceptable than losing.
Some saints looked at Qin Xuan, their eyes heavy with embarrassment.
"My dear friend, I'm so sorry!"
An old man smiled bitterly and spoke, full of apologies.
Many saints couldn't help but remain silent. They looked at Qin Xuan. All the saints had moved together before, all intending to destroy Qin Xuan and stop Qin Xuan. Fortunately, Qin Xuan blocked it and stood out.
If they can't stop it and are annihilated in it, wouldn't they be helping the evildoers?
Forget about the punishment from heaven, they can't afford to lose face like this.
Qin Xuan glanced at the old man indifferently, "No need to apologize, those who don't know are not guilty!"
These words made the faces of all the saints suddenly become embarrassed.
Especially Qingtu Saint, she could still be angry before, but now, she has to endure even her dissatisfaction and anger.
Who could have allowed that group of saints to move together, and she was the initiator.
Many saints also smiled bitterly in their hearts, but did not say anything.
Qin Xuan turned around slowly, "Red clothes!"
In the distance, Qin Hongyi had already crossed the void and came towards Qin Xuan.
After about a few breaths, we arrived at Qin
Next to Xuan.
"Brother Chang Qin!"
Qin Hongyi involuntarily held Qin Xuan's hand. She looked forward. She seemed to know in the distance that it was time to leave the airspace of life and death.
For seventy-six years, she never thought that it would be seventy-six years once she entered the realm of life and death.
In the past, seventy-six years would have been a blink of an eye.
But in the era of canonizing the saint and binding the emperor, the great catastrophe is approaching, and all living beings stand out, seventy-six years is enough for Qin Xuan to ascend from flying to Daluo and perform such a famous thing as beheading the saint in the immortal world.
What will happen to those ancient geniuses who were powerful enough to shock the fairy world seventy-six years ago?
There is a glimmer of expectation in Qin Hongyi's eyes. She has not yet become a saint, but a saint may not be her enemy.
…
In the Western Region, Buddha Dou Zhan quietly looked at the young man holding the sword in front of him.
"Donor Xu, are you leaving?"
There was a touch of bitterness and sadness in the eyes of Buddha Douzhan, looking at the young man as if he was saying goodbye, but this farewell was as difficult as it could be to see each other again.
As a being at the pinnacle of the first level of sainthood, Xu Zining, the Qinglian Sword Master who was even defeated by the ancient genius before entering the second level of sainthood, in today's era of the canonization of the Holy Emperor, very few people can pose a threat to him.
But Douzhan seemed to see the end of a peerless genius.
"Dou Zhan, be careful. Do not enter the Central Territory unless absolutely necessary!"
Xu Zining murmured softly, "If you don't want to be like me!"
He looked at the space between life and death, his body was powerful, and a ray of sword energy burst out from his eyebrows, tearing apart a sky and forming a road in the space.
Xu Zining stepped into it, and his figure disappeared again.
…
In the central region, Jiang Bofa and four others from Wuyue Emperor Garden are fiercely competing for it.
This is a big competition. All four people have become saints, but those who compete with them are also saints.
In the past, there were no more than ten saints in Wuyue Emperor Garden, but now, as far as I can see, there are almost hundreds of saints.
boom!
At this moment, in the competition, Jiang Bofa stood out.
There was a list of imperial masters' books, and he said at the same time, "Hengtian Courtyard, Jiang Bofa wins!"
Among the crowd, there was a woman who looked at Jiang Bofa and the four people quietly.
The most important thing is that she is hidden in the crowd and disappears here.
…
Netherland, Jiuyou Emperor City.
Qin Hao stared ahead. After seventy-six years, he still had not become a saint.
But on the two guns behind it, there were streaks of mottled golden blood.
The blood seemed to be splashed on the two guns and imprinted on them.
That is the holy blood, which comes from the ancient Holy Spirit, a holy being.
Five years ago, he was killed in the underworld by Qin Hao.
Qin Hao quietly looked in the direction of Jiuyou Imperial City. In the center, there was Jiuyou Yan.
Qin Hao could even feel that people in that city were looking at him and looking at him.
This distance, for both Qin Hao and Jiuyouyan, is equivalent to one step.
But it was such a step, and in the end, neither of them took it.
Qin Hao showed a faint smile, moved his lips and teeth slightly, raised his hand to touch his chest, and turned around.
In the imperial palace, Jiuyouyan looked at Qin Hao, her eyes slightly moist and red.
On Qin Hao's chest was the most important thing she gave to Qin Hao.
It was left to her by her father. It was an imperial weapon sealed by his father's magical power. However, Jiuyouyan did not tell Qin Hao. So far, Qin Hao only thought it was an ordinary jade pendant.
She looked at Qin Hao's back and smiled, her lips and teeth also moved slightly, but silently.
If there is a sound, everyone in heaven and earth can hear it.