Looking at China, it is impossible for even one to have millions of supernatural powers.
Could this Qing Emperor be crazy? He dared to make such wild remarks.
For a moment, everyone looked at that figure with strange eyes.
Wang Xianer couldn't help but sneered, "You are only eighteen years old and have millions of magical powers? Even if you practice for ten lifetimes, you won't be able to possess it!"
His eyes were deep and trembling, "It's just arrogance!"
Qin Xuan didn't comment and looked at it indifferently. He was just a mere ant. How could he know that the starry sky was vast and the fairyland was boundless?
In the foolish opinion of the world, how can Qin Changqing take a broad view and see if he has millions of supernatural powers in his chest? Why should he defend himself? It’s just a smile. When he returns to the boundless immortal land, will the people who once laughed at his arrogance still exist? They have long been dusted by the loess.
, in the cycle of annihilation.
But at this moment, Wang Xianer took action again. The golden elixir in his body was turning crazily, and his eyes turned into dark green whirlpools in this one, like the eyes of an evil ghost, absorbing the soul.
At this glance, everyone seemed to feel that their thoughts were starting to become stagnant, and there was endless fear in their hearts.
This is a kind of pupil technique that shakes people's spirit and soul.
As soon as this pupil technique came out, Wang Xianer's figure had disappeared on the top of Mount Tai.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of Qin Xuan, his palms as black as ink, and he shot out impressively.
It was the Yuan Poison Palm again, and he used the Eye Technique to shock him, and he was full of killing intent when he moved.
In the battle between earthly immortals, even a moment of inactivity can determine the outcome. As long as the Qing Emperor in front of him is stunned for a moment, his Yuan Poison Palm hits the opponent's body, and the terrifying poisonous power can corrode the Qing Emperor in an instant.
However, when his palm fell, he saw Qin Xuan's eyes that were not at all flustered, but as calm as autumn water.
Immediately, Wang Xianer's heart was shocked, and her eyes grew green.
"Are you even trying to mess with my thoughts?" Youran's voice sounded, one corner of Qin Xuan's mouth raised, and soon he had already punched out.
The muscles and bones roar together, like nine dragons roaring together.
boom!
In an instant, Wang Xian'er retreated violently, and the piece of clothing between his chest shattered into nothingness. This was because he retreated in time, and the wind of the fist blew by. If he was really hit by this punch, even if he was hit by this punch, he would definitely suffer heavy injuries.
Qin Xuan was not surprised when he missed a punch. Wang Xianer was already a golden elixir cultivator. If he didn't even have this vigilance, how could he talk about golden elixir?
After Wang Xianer retreated, she felt pain in her chest, and her face was full of surprise and uncertainty.
This Qing Emperor gave him too many surprises and shocks. He had many magical powers, flying swords and treasures. Now, even his spiritual will was so unshakable.
He had never seen such a terrifying person before, and even a hint of fear arose in his heart.
The Eighteen Earth Immortals are already so terrifying, what if there are another ten years?
The killing intent in Wang Xianer's heart increased sharply. If he had another ten years, how could he defeat Qingdi? If he didn't kill him now, he would be letting the tiger go back to the mountain and build his own tomb.
Just when his chest was filled with murderous intent, Qin Xuan was already smiling. He raised his head and glanced at the seven-colored beetle that was still colliding with each other. His small body was like a mountain, and he kept attacking Jin Er.
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He withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Xian'er calmly, "You once said that I have tried my best! It's a pity that the spiritual sea in my body is still there and has never been exhausted, and how much strength is left in the golden elixir in your body?"
After finishing his words, Wang Xianer's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Qin Xuan with a hint of disbelief.
The sacred wooden Xuanding, its supernatural powers, and its pupil skills are just like the golden elixir he has condensed through hundreds of years of practice, but now there is less than three points left. Therefore, he is eager to win, but he never thought that his situation would be changed by this.
Did the Qing Emperor see it?
He looked at those eyes as calm as water, but he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.
It was as if everything about him was seen through those eyes, and was grasped and applauded by the Qing Emperor.
This is an illusion, and Wang Xianer will not believe it.
He has practiced diligently for hundreds of years, and the wealth he has accumulated is actually not as powerful as this eighteen-year-old Qing Emperor.
"If I have enough strength left, the Qing Emperor should not test me. I have been practicing for hundreds of years and I have accumulated a lot of information. How can you know about it?" Wang Xian'er said coldly.
Qin Xuan smiled, but did not expose it.
He just flicked his wrist slightly, opened his palm, and the eternal sword lingering beside him fell into his palm.
"With you, why do you need me to test you?"
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's plain watery eyes had changed. The pupils were deep, with shadows of sacred trees, and thousands of branches and leaves, as if they existed forever.
As soon as the words fell, Wang Xianer suddenly felt a sense of crisis in her heart, and her face immediately became solemn.
The Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand vibrated slightly, and he let out a subtle sword roar that filled everyone's ears.
Soon, everyone was shocked and looked at Qin Xuan's figure.
The eternal sword in Qin Xuan's hand seemed to disappear, turning into clouds and mist, filling the sky and earth.
Even Qin Xuan's figure has disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Wang Xianer's heart was shocked and a crisis arose. His perception was raised to the extreme, but he found no trace of the other party.
This result made Wang Xianer feel panicked and a hint of fear arose.
In such a state, the slightest change would determine the outcome, life or death, not to mention, it was actually difficult for him to find the other party's traces.
What kind of magical power is this?
Wang Xianer was horrified, and his perception immediately increased to the extreme. His whole body was tense, and even the slightest movement around him could not escape his perception.
At this moment, there were only three insects left on the top of Mount Tai, making a crashing sound like a mountain, rumbling in the sky.
The two golden rays intertwined and collided with the seven-color light.
No one noticed where the previously dispersed clouds and mist had gone.
Suddenly, Wang Xianer's eyes flashed, and a trace of sarcastic smile appeared in those pale eyes.
"After all, I feel younger!"
Wang Xianer raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly, his hands shook, and the Yuan Poison Palm reappeared.
Not only that, the sacred wooden Xuanding also made a roar, suddenly rose into the sky, and suppressed it in one direction. The terrifying force of suppression made the heaven and earth in that area seem to be stagnant, and there was no breeze.
"Die!"
Wang Xian'er moved. His palms were like dragons. At this moment, the power of the earthly immortal in his body poured out without any reservation.
"Oops!"
Mo Qinglian's expression suddenly changed, her cold and proud face turned pale, and she looked at the figure that was gradually revealed under the mysterious wooden cauldron.
It was a young man with a cold and arrogant expression, but he seemed to see a hint of panic in his eyes.
Jun Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, "That's not right!"
Although the young man was undoubtedly Qin Xuan, she had seen Qin Xuan many times, but how could she have seen Qin Xuan's eyes panic at all?
Su Qiaoer's eyes turned into stars and her face was slightly shocked.
Among the crowd, there was a girl. Under the moonlight, her face gradually turned pale and bloodless. Her pupils were already full of worry.
Xu Bing'er clasped her hands tightly. When she came here shortly after arriving, she seemed to be heartbroken when she saw this scene.
Wang Xian'er roared angrily, and with the heroes feeling sorry and sighing, his Yuan Poison Palm suddenly landed on that figure.
However, Wang Xianer's sarcastic eyes froze at this moment.
His palms suddenly passed through the young man, like hitting bubbles.
But in his ears, there was a faint voice.
"What a pity, I didn't want to kill you!"
"But since you said the words life and death..."
Qin Xuan's figure was revealed, and the Eternal Sword swept across the night, as if it was split into two.
The sword is sharp!
"In my eyes, you are no different than a dead person!"