In the Immortal Emperor's Mountain, countless creatures looked at the terrifying shackled toad.
"That's... the true dragon bloodline, the shackles and the tomb of the shackles
"How is it possible? The real dragon is weak, and the dragon son is even more unbearable. There is a dragon son who has become a saint!"
“It’s incredible!”
Even some of the creatures around the Immortal Emperor's Mountain looked at the Dharma form in the clouds and mist, which seemed to be holding up the sky, and they were all dumbfounded.
Under the million-foot-long Dharma Prime Minister, Qin Xuan was dressed in white clothes like snow.
He let go of Qin Hongyi's hand and slowly stepped forward.
The steps of gold and stone have disappeared, broken into pieces, and you can see the Heavenly Gate.
Those simple words were as complete as murderous intent, as crazy and arrogant as immortal.
"What did you say!? Qin Changqing, how dare you say such arrogant words in my Immortal Emperor Mountain!?"
"You really think you are invincible, but none of us are as good as you, what a joke!"
"Qin Changqing, you are too crazy. You don't know life and death. How can you be reverent?"
Immortal Emperor Yue, a total of fifteen saints, were furious at this moment.
Among them, even the other nine great saints from the Four Mountains could not help but frown tightly.
They stared at Qin Xuan. At this moment, they seemed to finally understand that in the Immortal Realm and the Central Realm, the five great imperial mountains that towered above them were not enough to awe Qin Changqing in front of them.
Emperor Xu took a deep breath and looked at the million-foot-long Dharma image.
"The true body is the seven-colored Haotian gourd, not Lin Chaojun's
Xu Tianhuang's face looked solemn, and his uneasiness became more intense.
On the seven-color Haotian gourd, he noticed a breath, which came from the supreme land of immortality...
"Qin Changqing, what is your relationship with that existence, and what is your connection with my Immortal Emperor Yue!?"
While Xu Tianhuang's thoughts were swirling, Qin Xuan was already walking slowly.
Every step he took was very slow, but in the eyes of everyone in Immortal Emperor Yue, it was more like a provocation.
"Qin Changqing!"
An angry shout rang out, and there was a middle-aged man in the Time Lineage who couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.
In an instant, he had already moved, and the Saint Yuan, which was at the peak of the first level of becoming a Saint, seemed to be a realm at this moment.
Everything in this area is frozen, as if this area of time and space has become silent.
Time and space in the realm of time seem to be stagnant. No one knows how much time has passed in the realm of time in the outside world.
But soon, when the realm of time disappeared, three great magical powers emerged from the saint's body.
A magical power, like a vast heavenly sword, rises from the sky, surrounded by a terrifying immortal aura.
A magical power turned into thousands of immortal stars all over the sky, appearing above the Immortal Emperor Mountain.
A magical power transformed into a strange beast. As if it walked out of immortality, the space around it seemed to be stagnant.
Not only that, but twelve major formations appeared out of thin air around Qin Xuan.
"Three major methods of becoming a saint, the Holy Plate of Time!"
The saints could not help but change their expressions slightly, staring at the middle-aged saint who was at the peak of the first level of sainthood.
The Holy Plate of Time was created at the beginning of this era and was refined by the Great Emperor. It is the holy weapon of the third level of becoming a saint.
The Twelve Sacred Disks combined with the Immortal Realm can trap even half-emperors and prevent them from moving.
Emperor Xu originally wanted to stop him. After all, Qin Xuan could instantly severely injure a saint in the second level of sainthood. In terms of the strength of this middle-aged man at the peak of the first level of sainthood, he might be better than the saint in the second level of Wuyue Emperor Garden.
, but it may not be able to defeat Qin Changqing.
"As expected of an immortal
He is not arrogant!" A saint in the Kaitian Emperor Mountain slowly spoke, using the domain of time to instantly cast the three holy methods of becoming a saint, using the twelve-year holy plate to move the time formation.
With such power, even a saint under the Half-Emperor would have a severe headache.
In addition, there are saints surrounding him. No wonder this middle-aged saint still dares to take action even though he knows that Qin Changqing is extraordinary.
With the anger burning in the middle-aged saint's eyes, the twelve-year-old sacred disk moved with a bang.
boom!
Within each of the twelve holy plates, the realm of time emerges.
The realm of the twelve great years, with the help of the power of the Holy Plate of Time, has almost increased its range several times, and then merged into one.
Even the saints from the Five Mountains who were present were all moved.
There were even drops of sweat running down the forehead of the middle-aged saint.
"Roar!"
All of a sudden, the sky was full of surprises.
But immediately, the time-cutting sword passed by the millions of feet of heavenly material.
In an instant, the heavenly material was in a trance and Huanzhi
The million-foot-long body was easily torn apart like paper.
"He has mastered the Heavenly Sword of Time to the level of Mahayana!"
"The first step to becoming a saint is to reach the Mahayana!?"
"Hey, no wonder he is so confident!"
The saints looked at this scene with a hint of shock in their eyes.
Lu Feng even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a proud smile. Although there are few people in the lineage of the years, but they can become saints, everyone has the appearance to crush the world.
"Qin Changqing, you are too arrogant. Even you want to be enemies with my immortal emperor Yue and my lineage of time!?"
In Lu Feng's slightly proud eyes, the other two magical powers suddenly blasted into the domain of time.
If thousands of stars were to perish, they would sink into the twelve holy plates and the realm of time.
That strange beast roared into the sky, shaking the sky and the earth, and rushed into the realm of time.
Under these two magical powers, suddenly, a faint voice sounded.
"In my hometown, there is an old saying, to use an ax for the class!"
The faint voice seemed to reach everyone's ears through the realm of time.
"The so-called tricks are nothing more than that!"
As soon as the sound reached their ears, all the sentient beings were slightly shocked, and immediately, they were stared at in shock.
Qin Xuan seemed to be unaffected in the realm of time and could move at will.
The soulless holy sword appeared in Qin Xuan's hand, surrounded by immortal power.
With one sword, he cut off the head of the immortal beast with such ease that it was like cutting off nothing.
With one hand, he shot up into the sky, and within his sleeves, there were thousands of rainbows, shattering the stars in the sky.
In Qin Xuan's body, there is a domain of years, condensed in a radius of three feet, which is also the domain of time, but what the middle-aged saint used the twelve holy plates to perform was like a small witch seeing a big witch.
Qin Xuan glanced at the saint with an incredible face, and moved the sword in his hand.
Qingdi Sword, the other side!
Qin Xuan's body appeared behind the middle-aged saint at the same time.
Three sword rays destroy everything.
The holy blood fell to the ground like rolling lava, causing a faint holy fire to burn below.
Qin Xuan was dressed in white clothes, standing with a sword in hand, and a seven-color sky gourd on his waist. He was surrounded by a layer of time and space as if invisible.
He looked at the saints of the Five Mountains quietly, "I don't know what to say!"
The saints of the Five Mountains all turned pale at this moment.
Lu Feng's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the saint falling into his eyes. That was the saint from his lineage.
Emperor Xu looked at Qin Xuan, as if the pores in his body were exploding, and chills entered the holy body.
He seemed to be aware of Qin Xuan's intention, and the white clothes seemed to be speaking.
In front of Qin Changqing, all the saints under the Tianmen were left with two paths.
One way is to watch Lu Tianlan die.
The other way is... they and Lu Tianlan die together!
While the saints were shocked, horrified, angry, and even in disbelief, Qin Xuan slowly stepped forward again.