Qin Yan'er's body fell onto the beach, and blood spread, staining a large area of blood.
Even though she was severely injured, her eyes could not hide her anger, which was even more unbelievable.
After practicing the Supreme Treasure Sutra, Qin Yan'er knew that her power was more than twice as strong as before. Now, she couldn't even block a move. The Pope of Light actually condensed the twelve Old Testament swords in an instant?
Qin Yaner's lips swallowed the word "impossible".
In the sea, Qin Xuan remained motionless, but Black Anaconda was terrified.
With just one move, the woman who was more than ten times more powerful than it was defeated.
A pair of eyes reflected the old man suspended in the air, full of fear.
Qin Xuan, on the other hand, still looked calm.
The old man's strength was already equivalent to a top-grade golden elixir, a bit stronger than Miaohua. Now, the old man has devoured the lives and power of thousands of people. At this moment, the old man's power is the demon sea.
Among them, even the old tree that transforms into gods cannot compete with it.
A cultivator comparable to the realm of gods!
Qin Xuan glanced at Qin Yan'er and slowly said two words, "Ignorance!"
Qin Yan'er turned her head and looked into Qin Xuan's eyes, and her heart was even more shocked.
"A mere ant can easily anger you. Not to mention the anger that attacks your heart, but the difference between losing your mind in a desperate situation and seeking death?" Qin Xuan's words sounded indifferently, making Qin Yan'er's face become even paler.
She has indeed lost her mind, but how can she stay sane?
Thousands of people!
In her eyes, all of them were people who believed in light and were kind, but they were all slaughtered by the butcher known as the Pope of Light.
Qin Xuan ignored Qin Yan'er. With this injury, Qin Yan'er still couldn't die.
If Qin Yan'er can understand a little lesson, it would be worth it.
His eyes fell on the Pope of Light. It was not that Qin Xuan didn't have any anger in his heart. His immortal heart was eternal, but it didn't mean that he was truly indifferent and heartless. He regarded all things as stupid dogs, but Qin Changqing would eventually
As a human being, what I cultivate is not the ruthless way.
It's just that Qin Xuan has seen too many lives and deaths. He has also seen the tragedy of annihilation of a clan and the tragic situation of bleeding thousands of miles away.
I have seen too much, I am used to it, and I understand better what can happen with anger? The dead are gone, and reincarnation is irreversible.
Qin Xuan's eyes were slightly cold. All he could do was send the executioner to hell.
The Pope of Light?
"Ant! Hahaha, what an ant!" As Qin Xuan turned his eyes, the old man was already laughing wantonly. As the Pope of Light, once the most powerful man in the world, the world respected him. Now, he is actually called
Is it an ant?
The old man felt it was so funny, extremely ridiculous.
The Holy See of Light, which has been inherited for thousands of years, has more than ten world-destroying powerhouses, but in the hands of that young man, he was the only one left.
The old man's laughter became louder and louder, shaking the sky, and the terrifying power in his body aroused even more, causing waves of air to roll around him in all directions.
"Qingdi!"
Suddenly, the old man's laughter stopped. At this moment, his eyes were almost filled with endless bloody resentment.
It's like a river suddenly stopped, the contrast is extremely dramatic.
The old man's eyes were full of resentment and murderous intent, and the power he experienced exploded at this moment.
"The number one in the world, one man is against the country, and he is fighting against nuclear weapons..." The old man's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth. The veins on the palm of the hand holding the blood-red scepter were bulging, and his body was even more faintly visible.
"What a big name!" The old man's eyes narrowed, and endless murderous intent was revealed in the tiny gaps, "Arrogant, stupid criminal, call me an ant?"
"You really think you can be invincible!"
"Do you really think you can beat me!?"
"Hahaha, what a joke!"
"You are just an ant, a humble ant under the light. When you look up at the sky, your eyes are filled with light. How can you be my enemy? How dare you be so arrogant!?"
The old man raised his scepter, and his voice was like a divine voice, filling the sky.
In his scepter, a bloody light shot straight into the sky.
Then, a huge statue of a god appeared in the sky and earth, with eight blood wings spread out, just like the god of light in the United States in the past.
However, the eyes of this God of Light were full of blood, and his body and wings were all covered with veins formed by the blood of demons, as if they were flowing slowly.
This god of light is not only holy, but more like a demon god in hell, like a fallen angel.
Not only that, this bloody god of light is twice as powerful as the god of light that Qin Xuan faced in the United States in the past. There is no so-called will of gods in it, but the will of the Pope of Light himself.
The huge five-star array dispersed in the void, and the bloody god of light stood proudly on the island, in the heaven and earth, like a sacred mountain.
The forbidden technique of the Holy See of Light!
It can be used easily by just one person. Not only that, it is even more powerful than before.
Qin Xuan looked at this scene. From beginning to end, his expression never changed.
He was not even a little irritated by the words of the Pope of Light. His eyes were as calm as water, and he stood on the black anaconda with his hands behind his back. He was indifferent. Facing the terrifying God of Light, he seemed to be facing a dancing hand.
Like a clown.
"What? You are the number one in the world, and now you are so scared that you don't even dare to say anything?"
"Hahaha, Qing Emperor! What a joke, you deserve to be the best in the world? How dare you go against the light?"
The old man laughed wantonly, and with his laughter, the blood-colored statue of the God of Light behind him, which was like an ancient giant, was also laughing, as if the God of Light was him, and he was the God of Light.
Qin Xuan looked at the old man calmly and finally spoke.
"It's not me who doesn't say anything, it's just that I don't bother to say anything in front of an ant that doesn't know how to live or die!"
Qin Xuan stood quietly on the black anaconda, and his voice slowly came out, resounding throughout the world.
"Has the heaven ever been angry with the dust?"
"Tu Zengxiao!"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, but this smile seemed to be a great irony, making the Pope of Light completely stunned.
Immediately, he became furious and said, "Go to hell!"
The old man roared angrily. He no longer wanted to talk anymore. A dying man could be so arrogant before he died.
As the roar rang out, the God of Light, who stood like a sacred mountain between heaven and earth, suddenly burst out of the scepter with extremely terrifying power. Wherever the light passed, everything was annihilated. Before it even approached, the seawater seemed to sink.
Thousands of meters.
boom!
In an instant, the light completely submerged Qin Xuan.
Just when the old man smiled, the light shook slightly, and a figure walked out of the light.
The battle patterns of the Eight Desolations filled the air, flashing slightly on Qin Xuan's body.
He walked out of the light, and the surrounding lights dispersed in the majestic blood before they even got close.
It's like a big river is surging in the mountains. No matter how high the flood is, I will not move.
Qin Xuan glanced lightly at the Pope of Light, then at the black anaconda that was breaking through the sea to pick up Qin Yan'er, and smiled faintly.