"What is the Taoist Court? Isn't the Demonic Saint the Lord of the Demonic New Mountains!?"
"Tao Ting, I have never heard of this, what is going on!?"
A sound full of horror slowly sounded in the Nine Saints Pass.
Hearing that Rujun knelt down on one knee and paid homage to the white clothes made the people in the northern region even more unbelievable.
Even Luo Jiu suddenly turned his head and looked at Wen Rujun.
The pair of holy eyes were faintly moving, and seemed to be extremely shocked.
Qin Hongyi couldn't help but be a little confused. She had never heard of Daoting.
However, she knew that Brother Changqing wanted to build the Qingdi Palace on the Immortal Emperor Mountain. Among the five heavenly courts under his command, one was the Taoist Palace.
But Brother Changqing has always been with him, how has he ever established the so-called Taoist court!?
At this moment, in front of the throat of one of the six saints from the Northern Territory, a pair of daggers, like two purple moons, intertwined in the throat of this saint.
The owner of these two purple moons is an ancient creature with a sinister face and snake-like eyes.
This creature, with a smile that sent chills through the body, and a pair of snake eyes, looked at Qin Xuan on the training stick.
"Demon Court, Gui Feng, have seen Qing Emperor!"
There is another saint, and at this moment, his voice is like thunder, reaching everyone's ears.
As soon as this sound fell, a burly creature appeared in front of these six saints.
This creature's hair is dancing wildly, and its body is covered with green armor.
"Demon Court, Dragon Armor, have seen the Qing Emperor!"
The strong man grinned. He looked at the man in white clothes with a pair of dragon eyes, as if saying, "Long time no see."
Two more saints appeared, almost causing the entire Tianjiu Holy Pass to feel terrifyingly dead.
The ghostly wind saint who wanders in the northern region, does not belong to any general trend, is neither good nor evil, and is missing, is the first step to become a saint.
In the land of Dragon Desert, the pseudo-sage demon who founded the Dragon Armor Nest, the Dragon Armor Saint, is said to have been a green-armored fairy dragon in the Dragon Desert.
Even if the dragon-armored saint has never entered the first level of sainthood, he is still a saint!
The three saints, at this moment, were worshiping Qin Changqing together!?
Before it stopped, a vast spear light penetrated the entire Tianjiu Holy Pass.
"Taoting, Ning Wuque, pay your respects to Emperor Qing!"
A faint figure stands in this world.
A man with one arm, holding a gun in one hand, looked at the figure on the training stick, full of awe.
Beside him, there was a Lei Lin, which transformed into a young man in black in the dark thunder of destruction.
"Qin Lei, meet the master!"
They stared at Qin Xuan with sadness in their eyes.
It has been almost three hundred years since we last saw each other.
Luo Jiu looked at this pair, his pupils condensing to the extreme.
"The Spear Saint, Ning Wuque! The fake Saint has not passed the first level!"
"Demon Saint, Thunder Lin of the Heavens, False Saint, have not passed the first level!"
The most important thing is that these two people have personally entered the Tomb of the Buried Emperor. It is said that they entered it and jointly killed two semi-saints who fled into it. They knew that there was a message from their master Tianjiu Shengguan. These two people,
In it, they joined forces to kill two ancient saints who were in the first stage of becoming saints.
This result shocked the hundreds of saints in the Northern Territory, and even made the ancient saint buried in the emperor's mausoleum shameless to take action again.
Luo Jiuyu solicited this man and monster many times, but in the end, he was rejected.
Who would have thought that these two people would actually meet Qin Changqing at this moment.
Qin Xuan looked at Ning Wuque and Qin Lei, and finally a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
In troubled times, the world is changing, and rare treasures are emerging. It is not easy for them to reach this point.
However, he had known about it for a long time and was not surprised.
This was expected by Qin Xuan, but not unexpected by the people in the Northern Territory.
Five saints, five saints, are actually paying homage to a Hunyuan Immortal. This is simply unbelievable.
It is unheard of and unseen.
"How can this be!"
That day, the faces of the six saints in the Nine Saints Pass were even more pale.
The five great saints, if these five great saints join forces, they will never be weaker than them.
Luo Jiu clenched her fists slightly and stared at Qin Xuan.
"You haven't been to the Northern Territory for two hundred years, how did you do it!?"
She was at a loss, how could she recruit five saints in just two hundred years.
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Luo Jiu, how can you know me, Qin Changqing!?"
"Just because you are incredible, just because you can't do it, doesn't mean that everyone in the world can't do it!"
He looked at Luo Jiu quietly, "You are indeed indispensable for the changes in the Northern Territory, and you are also an outstanding person. It's a pity that you were so arrogant in the past."
Qin Xuan rose into the sky and floated slowly towards Luo Jiu.
"In the past, I once said that I would crush your Tianjiu Shengguan Mansion and crush your Luo Jiuxian's majestic appearance. I should keep my word!"
"Although, there is more than one saint in Tianjiu Holy Pass Mansion, you, Luo Jiu, are the second level to become a saint!"
"But, so what?"
"Whether you, Luo Jiu, or Tianjiu Shengguan Mansion, in my eyes, Qin Changqing, are always insignificant!"
Qin Xuan looked at Luo Jiu in his eyes like a true immortal in the past.
Qin Xuan seems to have not changed. He had the same expression in the past, and he has the same expression now.
In his eyes, a faint ray of light flickered.
Luo Jiu's body suffered, the power of entering the second level of the Saint, the Saint Yuan rotated.
One after another, the vast Holy Yuan, like brilliant gold, lingers around his body.
In the next moment, seven holy soldiers appeared.
At this moment, Luo Jiu almost revealed all his secrets.
The seven holy soldiers were like a rainbow and rushed towards Qin Xuan in an instant.
Immediately, the seven holy soldiers froze, Qin Xuan was struck, and the domain of time shrouded the seven holy soldiers.
Luo Jiu's talent is indeed extraordinary, and his power is slightly higher than that of an ordinary saint who enters the second stage of becoming a saint.
But facing Qin Xuan, who had reached the peak of the fourth realm of Hunyuan in the realm of life and death and was easily suppressed by even Fang Shengyuan, it was so insignificant.
Qin Xuan slowly raised his right hand and passed over the seven holy soldiers.
Just like picking flowers and leaves in a leisurely garden, these seven holy soldiers fell into Qin Xuan's palm.
The realm of time quietly disperses.
Luo Jiu's face was almost flushed, and drops of sweat were dripping from his forehead.
She was desperately manipulating the seven holy soldiers, but the seven holy soldiers had completely lost contact with her.
Qin Xuan smiled softly and looked at Luo Jiu, as if looking at a drowning ant struggling.
Immediately, his foot stepped down.
This step was not directed at Luo Jiu, but at the Nine Saint Pass Mansion that day.
"You dare!"
At this moment, Luo Jiu's eyes were almost split.
Tianjiu Shengguan Mansion was left to her by her master to protect, and it was her hard work after consecrating Emperor Binding. How could she tolerate Qin Xuan trampling on it.
Qin Xuan didn't take it seriously. He looked at Luo Jiu desperately as he swallowed two holy pills.
That is a forbidden elixir. You must not swallow it easily unless you have no choice but to take it.
The next moment, the power of Hongmeng gathered at Qin Xuan's feet.
The power of the vast Hongmeng turned into a purple dragon and headed towards the Nine Saint Pass Mansion that day.
Luo Jiu's breath increased sevenfold at this moment, blocking it under the Hongmeng Purple Dragon.
That purple dragon was as powerful as a bamboo, unstoppable, rushing towards
Xiangtianjiu Shengguan Mansion.
Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the scene.
Hongmeng Emperor Mountain, the emperor's law, the supreme tranquility!
boom!
The Tianjiu Holy Pass was divided into two for the second time since the emperor was buried and the sky collapsed.
With Tianjiu Shengguan Mansion as the center, the surrounding area is completely transformed into nothingness.
There was no trace of confusion in Qin Xuan's eyes.