Qin Xuan entered the mountains and fields, and the whole world seemed to be silent.
It's like the thousands of miles of clouds and waves are about to thunder.
Qin Xuan slowly turned around, bent down and picked up Xiao Wu's broken arm.
"Renew the bone!" He kneaded the seal technique and penetrated the broken arm. He saw that the broken arm, which had lost almost eight percent of its blood, seemed to be regaining its vitality. Qin Xuan even had a drop of essence gushing out from his heart.
The blood turned into billowing essence and flowed into the arm, flying towards Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu connected her arms and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Qin Xuan also played the Seal Jue and entered Jun Wushuang. Jun Wushuang was enveloped in a mist of green light.
"You guys, go in here to recuperate!"
His words were calm, neither angry nor angry, but they made people feel frightened.
Even Hong Luo couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in her heart. She clenched the moon ring in her hand and her pupils kept shrinking.
The young man in front of her put too much pressure on her.
Just like facing her Nascent Soul grandfather, this pressure... Hong Luo felt a hint of horror in her heart.
"How is it possible! How could anyone on this mortal star make me feel like this?" Hong Luo was shocked, and his eyes sparkled, "It must be an illusion, or a secret method that affects the mind."
Immediately, Hong Luo became even more angry.
How could a mere Mortal Star cultivator make her feel fearful?
This is simply a shame!
"I'm asking you, are you deaf?" Hong Luo spoke, his eyes were cold, and the moon ring in his hand suddenly came out, like a big moon turning, and rushed towards Qin Xuan.
Buzz!
Facing the moon ring, Qin Xuan just turned his head lightly, and then slowly stretched out his palm.
With five fingers, he pinched the moon ring with precision.
As if catching the moonlight, the moon ring is extremely fast and extremely sharp, but under these five fingers, it is difficult to make an inch.
A trace of cold edge power surged out from the moon ring, turning into thousands of strands of sharp energy, which seemed to be about to cut Qin Xuan's five fingers into powder. However, when the sharp energy fell on Qin Xuan's palm, a metal cross was produced.
The sound of hitting.
Ding ding ding ding…
Densely packed, like sudden joy.
It's as if those five fingers are like a sacred mountain. Even if they are cut down by thousands of swords, they will not be able to injure them at all.
Qin Xuan looked at the moon ring in his hand and said, "Seventh grade magic weapon!"
His voice was calm, "Yes, no wonder my wife and friend were hurt so miserably."
Hong Luo's complexion suddenly changed, and his heart was filled with endless waves of terror.
How can it be!
He, he actually caught the seventh-grade magic weapon with his palm and five fingers?
Suddenly, Hong Luo had already cast his seal, and his mind moved slightly to call back the moon ring.
Qin Xuan did not stop him. He slowly released his fingers and let the moon ring fly back.
He glanced at the seventh-grade small pagoda out of the corner of his eye, "Are there two seventh-grade magic weapons?"
He walked towards the small tower!
"How presumptuous, do you really think I don't exist?" Hong Luo was extremely angry. As a disciple of the Bahuang War Sect and a descendant of the True Lord, no one had ever dared to look down upon her like this.
As if Qin Xuan hadn't heard anything, he walked towards the small tower and then kicked him.
Like kicking a small stone, Hong Luo's pupils were shocked in an instant.
Her face suddenly turned red, and her mind felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
I saw the seventh-grade small tower shaking violently for an instant. It could not hold on for a breath before it was kicked away by this kick.
Little Jin'er flew out from under the small tower, its wings were curled, and there were faint cracks on its golden armor.
No one knows how many times this little guy has impacted this seventh-grade magic weapon.
It's as if his body is shattered to pieces, but it's hard to suppress his ferocious nature.
Xiao Jin'er came out of the small tower and headed towards Hong Luo. Her eyes had already turned into red.
It's blood red, as if you don't recognize your relatives.
"return!"
Qin Xuan spoke calmly, his tone extremely calm.
Suddenly, Xiao Jin'er's body trembled, and it neighed, like the roar of a phoenix and a dragon, which made the whole world tremble.
"I said, come back!" Qin Xuan still said calmly.
Xiao Jin'er stared at Hong Luo with a pair of bloody eyes, then turned to look at Qin Xuan, and finally flew back to Qin Xuan.
Hong Luo couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at this scene.
"Is this Gu yours?" Hong Luo asked in shock.
This poison is so vicious that it can be subdued by others?
Qin Xuan still ignored him, his eyes slightly looked away, falling in the distance.
In the distance, two figures were seen galloping like lightning. The figures of Ling He and Hu Qing gradually appeared in the mountains and fields.
The two of them looked slightly pale, especially when they saw where Qin Xuan was, where Hong Luo was, as well as the heavily injured Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu who had their arms broken.
In just a moment, their faces were completely pale without any trace of blood.
"Qingdi!"
As a demon cultivator, Ling He felt as if he had encountered a peerless demon at this moment, his eyes filled with fear.
Qin Xuan glanced at the two of them lightly and then looked away.
It was as if he had never seen the two of them salute.
His eyes finally fell on Hong Luo, who had a delicate appearance and a swaying figure.
Qin Xuan slowly took a step forward, "Are you a cultivator from the Eight Desolations War Sect?"
Hongluo's expression changed slightly, and he became even more angry, "You didn't answer when I asked you a question, but you asked me instead?"
Qin Xuan said lightly: "Do you know who the people you hurt are?"
Qin Xuan was still walking forward, and Hong Luo was even more furious.
She had never seen such an arrogant and arrogant person, who dared to treat her like nothing.
Even in the world of cultivation, among the Eight Desolate War Sects, even the great cultivators of the Transformation of Gods must respect her.
Qin Xuan pointed at Qin Yan'er who was seriously injured and trapped, "She is my servant!"
Then he pointed at Xiao Wu, "She is my friend!"
Finally, Qin Xuan pointed at Jun Wushuang and said calmly: "She is my wife!"
"The person you want to refine the furnace cauldron is my own son!"
Qin Xuan didn't care about Hong Luo's increasingly angry expression, nor did he care about the two seventh-grade magic weapons lingering around Hong Luo.
"You hurt my wife, you want to refine my son into a furnace, you cut off my friend's arm, you want to swallow the bones and blood of my servant!"
Qin Xuan said lightly, "One of them, even if you die ten thousand times, it won't be enough!"
"And now, you dare to do this!"
Hong Luo's expression suddenly turned ferocious, "What did you say? How dare you, a mere ant, speak to me like this?"
"you wanna die!"
Suddenly, the seventh-grade small pagoda took off into the air and became nine feet in size, like a mountain, pressing towards Qin Xuan.
The moon ring was shining with endless coldness at this moment, like a bright moon blasting out from in front of Hong Luo.
The two seven-grade magic weapons seemed to be sweeping across the world at this moment, crushing everything.
Even Ling He and Hu Qing's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.
"Red Luo is not allowed!"
Ling He roared angrily, and before he knew it, his back was soaked with cold sweat.
Qin Xuan looked at the two seventh-grade magic weapons indifferently. He simply raised his palm to support the nine-foot divine tower. Then, he punched out and the fist collided with the moon wheel.
In an instant, the moon split and flew around, and the divine tower shook and rose.
Qin Xuan still looked calm, looking at Hong Luo.
"Don't tell me, you are just a golden elixir monk!"
"You are the great emperor of the immortal world, and I, Qin Changqing..."
"Kill him too!"
On Qin Xuan's body, wisps of blood lines quietly appeared, and the seven hundred and two gold leaves in his body lit up at the same time, as if Qin Xuan's body was illuminated like the immortal golden body.
He stepped on it and the ground split in all directions.
Then, Qin Xuan appeared in front of Hong Luo, and slowly placed a palm on that incredibly beautiful face.
A palm landed on his shoulder bone, and Hong Luo's arm was seen rising from his shoulder.
Every inch exploded, and the bones and blood turned into mist!