Not only the living beings in the Nine Netherworld Conference, but also the living beings in this first realm couldn't help but look up.
The majesty of the way of heaven is so majestic that it makes all living beings bow down.
In the Jiuyou family, the face of Jiuyou Mingkong changed suddenly.
"This is... the forbidden method of the immortal lineage, borrowing time from heaven!?"
"This Qin Hao is actually related to the immortal lineage!?"
Jiuyou Mingkong was also filled with shock. He had never thought that Qin Hao could actually possess such a forbidden method.
Not only Qin Hao, but everyone who was watching the Nine Netherworld Conference was almost dumbfounded.
Even Saint Minghong couldn't help but look solemn.
He didn't wait until that day when the Tao entered Qin Hao's body, and his body started to move.
Needless to say, Saint Minghong also knew that this was a forbidden method. Once the vast heavenly way had any connection with Qin Hao, he would definitely face a powerful enemy.
Before, he did not pursue the victory because he was sure of victory, but it did not mean that he was stupid enough to wait on the sidelines and wait for the enemy to use such a terrifying secret method.
In an instant, Saint Minghong appeared in front of Qin Hao.
The black sword in his hand suddenly fell down.
boom!
With the same sword, Qin Hao had retreated forty thousand miles before.
Now, Qin Hao blocked this sword with his two spears. His body seemed to be split open, and immortal blood seeped into the shroud and into the two spears.
Qin Hao's steps were impressive and then he retreated.
Boom boom boom boom!
He took four steps back and looked at Saint Minghong with his eyes, which were like dripping blood, almost making Saint Minghong shudder.
The difference was so huge. In the next moment, a ray of power from the vast heaven entered Qin Hao's body.
At the same time, Qin Hao's double spears moved slowly, and everything in the surrounding world seemed to rise with the double spears.
boom!
Qin Hao slowly took a step forward.
In an instant, Saint Minghong felt as if he was facing the entire world, and was blown thousands of feet away.
"What!?"
Saint Minghong is full of incredible things. The saint who entered the second level of sainthood was actually knocked back by a semi-saint.
Between Qin Hao's brows, that wisp of heavenly power was like fire, burning faintly.
There are hideous and terrifying cracks on the body, making people feel faintly trembling.
He stared at Saint Minghong, his voice hoarse, "No one can stop me from being number one!"
As the sound fell, he stepped on it, and the power of heaven and earth formed a boat to carry his body.
The two spears drew the power of all things to transform into dragons, and the intent of their spears moved the heaven and earth, and suddenly they swept towards the saint Minghong.
Saint Minghong's face was solemn, and the Half-Emperor Sword in his hand shook.
In an instant, a whole sea of netherworld appeared behind him.
Every drop of sea water is the evolution of the Holy Yuan and the result of the sword's will.
boom!
The sea of darkness turns over the sky, facing the dragon of heaven and earth.
The entire arena was filled with roars, as the two dragons entered the sea, creating endless huge waves.
Qin Hao was among them, as if he were riding the wind and waves, heading towards the Minghong Saint.
"He is cultivating one of the nine paths of heaven!"
In the pavilion, Luo Heitian murmured to himself, "This secret method should be of the immortal lineage. I have heard of it before. It seems that it can be entered into the body with the help of heaven's timing and the power of heaven!"
"Use the ray of power of heaven that you have cultivated as a guide to move one side of heaven, and use the power of ray of heaven to press the saint into the second level of the Holy Level!"
Luo Heitian suddenly turned his head and looked at the house where Qin Xuan was.
"No wonder you are so confident. If I don't enter the ring, Qin Hao will be the first!"
"I see!"
Luo Heitian took a deep breath. He was still frightened. Fortunately, he had not promised Qin Xuan. Otherwise, he might have seriously become Qin Changqing's servant.
I am afraid that no one in this world would have thought that a mere immortal could actually cast such a forbidden method and be able to bring the way of heaven into his body.
What's more, I didn't expect that such an immortal could actually involve the way of heaven.
Even if it is a strand of fur, it is something that even the Emperor may not be able to touch, let alone the Immortal Lord!?
In Luo Heitian's shock, Qin Hao used heaven and earth as a boat and suddenly appeared in front of the Minghong Saint.
In the slight change in Saint Minghong's expression, the two spears in Qin Hao's hands suddenly shook.
boom!
His two spears were like mountains, pressing down on Saint Minghong.
In an instant, the ink sword in Saint Minghong's hand stood up and blocked him. Immediately, Saint Minghong, who had entered the second level of sainthood, had his knees slightly bent.
"town!"
Qin Hao shouted suddenly.
The tips of his two spears dripped blood, and the power of heaven and earth moved accordingly, as if the whole world was pressing against the saint Minghong.
boom!
It is naturally impossible for a dignified saint to kneel to the Immortal Lord, but with such power, it is even more difficult for Ming Hong to compete.
Saint Minghong groaned, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth. Immediately, his body withdrew its strength and rolled on the ground for several thousand feet before standing up in embarrassment.
The tiger's mouth cracked open, and holy blood came out, staining the ink sword red.
He looked at Qin Hao solemnly, and at this moment, he didn't hold anything back.
Saint Minghong's hands suddenly shook, and the holy blood was sprinkled in the heaven and earth. Saint Minghong used the sword as a pen and the blood as ink, writing a terrifying rune in the heaven and earth.
Immediately, this rune sank into the ink sword.
The aura of this half-emperor's soldier grew crazily at this moment, and the rune seemed to be branded on its body.
"This is the ancient weapon method!?"
Jiuyou Mingkong's pupils condensed, this method can almost make the holy soldiers exert their power several times.
The art of ancient warfare has been discontinued long ago, but there are not many records of it in the Jiuyou family.
But this method is indeed terrifying.
Jiuyou Mingkong could see that the ancient art of war that Saint Minghong had used was only superficial, but it was enough to face Qin Hao.
That sword bloomed with vast light.
Saint Minghong's hands were stained with blood, and he disappeared like a shadow in an instant.
Qin Hao seemed to have noticed that the power of the surrounding heaven and earth gathered together and turned into ripples. There were hundreds of thousands of these ripples, lingering around a hundred feet.
Heavenly Law, Emperor Tianlian!
Suddenly, Qin Hao suddenly turned his head and looked at one place, where the body of Saint Minghong suddenly appeared.
The ink sword that used the ancient art of war tore through the many ripples in an instant.
Ripples collapsed one after another, and all the Saint Yuan in Saint Minghong's body came out.
Its momentum was like breaking a foot. In the blink of an eye, it almost tore apart many ripples and appeared in front of Qin Hao.
"Defeat!"
Saint Minghong let out a low roar, and at this moment, he still spurted out a mouthful of holy blood, falling on the Half-Emperor's Sword, doubling the power of the Half-Emperor's Sword.
But at this moment, Qin Hao looked slightly sideways.
His palms shook slowly, and his two spears suddenly collided with the ink sword.
At this moment, rays of spear light intersected with the power of heaven and earth, like snakes and cages, emerging above the ink sword.
"This is the Immortal Soldier Capturer... No, even if it is the Immortal Soldier Capturer
, and you cannot use a weapon to perform this method."
Jiuyou Mingkong's pupils narrowed again, full of disbelief.
I saw that the chains combined with the power of heaven and earth to trap the black sword.
The ink sword vibrated wildly, but it was difficult to break free.
In the next moment, Qin Hao's spears were like thunder, and they crossed and landed on the throat of Saint Minghong.
"You are defeated!"
Qin Hao made a hoarse sound, his guns trembling faintly.
There was a touch of gloom on Saint Minghong's face.
There was a dead silence in the entire Jiuyou Tongtian Conference.
All living beings stared at the figure of the saint with the pair of spears, and their hearts felt like endless violent waves.
"Haotian Immortal Lord, wins!"
The creature wearing Jiuyou's costume spoke one word at a time.
Saint Minghong was defeated, Haotian Immortal Lord, the Immortal Lord's posture overwhelmed all the saints, and no one was defeated, and won this Nine Nether Sky Conference...