Qin Xuan used some magic to turn the sand into stone, and sat on it, looking at the battlefield.
One after another mana intertwined, hundreds of soldiers and thousands of techniques collided together. Even in the Northern Wasteland, the scene of more than two hundred god-transformation monks fighting was rare.
"What a pity!" Qin Xuan sighed softly. Neither of the two camps were stupid. They seemed earth-shattering, but in fact no one showed their true strength.
Just like Han Yu and Lu Gan, they have never used even a sixth-grade magic weapon.
With the foundation of Huangbao Pavilion and Tongbao Pavilion, Han Yu and Lu Gan, as the leaders of the disciples, would not have a sixth-grade magic weapon to defend themselves? Even the Liuwu Shang has a sixth-grade magic weapon to bind the sacred rope, whether they are direct descendants of Huangbao Tower Still a disciple of Feng Bao, how could he not have a sixth-grade magic weapon to protect him?
Qin Xuan knew these two people in his previous life, and he knew that in addition to possessing sixth-grade magic weapons, the two of them even had more than one life-saving thing.
Huangbao Tower is a wealthy family in Mo Yunxing, and Tongbao Pavilion is a second-level wealthy businessman sect in the world of cultivation.
The power of wealth and silk is enough for them to acquire many inheritances, magical powers, and magic weapons. Their background is much deeper than those of the large sects who have been locked up in the Cave Heaven Paradise all year round.
In Qin Xuan's eyes, the fight between the two parties not only became more intense, but also became calmer.
"stop!"
With a loud shout, Lu Gan suddenly produced something in his hand.
This is a divine ship, about the size of a palm, but there are two beads on the bow and stern, carved into the shape of the sun and the moon.
As the divine ship emerged, the entire battlefield suddenly became hot, cold, and anxious.
It is as if half of the sky and earth are like a furnace, and half of the sky and earth are like poles.
Not only that, as the divine ship soared into the sky and covered the sky, the first two giant beads were as bright as the sun and the moon, suppressing everything and making all the great cultivators present change their expressions.
"Sun and Moon Treasure Ship!" Han Yu's eyes were shocked, and the silver bead bracelet on her wrist trembled slightly, but it soon subsided.
Among the sixth-grade magic weapons, most of the great monks of the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship, Tianyun and Huanyun sects did not know about this sky-shielding treasure ship, but how could Han Yu not know about it.
Lu Gan stood under the treasure ship, his eyes calm.
He glanced at Liu Zheng with his peripheral vision and frowned slightly. Originally, there were nearly one hundred and fifty disciples of Huanyun Sect entering Tianxiao Pavilion. If they hadn't lost dozens of people unexpectedly, they wouldn't have been like this. They could easily suppress Tianxiao Pavilion. Yunzong and Tongbao Pavilion.
The numbers of both sides are evenly matched. If it were to be a real fight to the death, it is still unknown who will win.
They are all seeking treasure, and no one wants to waste their lives.
Han Yu frowned slightly, and Liu Le couldn't help but look at Lu Gan.
Of course they also knew what Lu Gan was thinking.
"Lu Gan, you are wishful thinking to monopolize this Wanbao Tower. As a direct descendant of Huangbao Tower, you should at least have some brains!" Han Yu said calmly, with a hint of coldness in his voice.
Liu Zheng couldn't help but his eyes were slightly cold. It was obvious that Han Yu was mocking him for being aggressive before.
"Damn Tianyun kid!"
Liu Zheng roared in his heart, and his hatred for Qin Xuan became even stronger.
If Qin Xuan had not damaged nearly eighty great cultivators of the gods, why would he have become so good? Why should Tianyun Sect and Tongbao Pavilion compete with him?
But Liu Zheng also knows that now the two sides are truly evenly matched, and it is almost impossible to decide the winner.
Moreover, they are not the only ones in the Tianxiao Pavilion who are offering tributes from all directions. The Northern Wilderness countries have also formed an alliance to compete with their four major forces. The news about the Wanbao Pavilion may have already spread.
Lu Gan's eyes darkened slightly, and then he smiled lightly and said, "Fellow Taoist Han Yu, why are you so domineering!"
"It's good for both you and me to stop everyone. You should understand this!"
He stood with his hands behind his hands and turned around to look at the Thousand-Zhang Wanbao Tower.
"You know, now this restriction has not yet been broken and people are fighting for it.
, if the Northern Wilderness countries see him like this, I’m afraid we will lose all our face.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Gan's eyes suddenly turned cold. From his sleeves, flying knives flew out one after another. There were nine of them, seemingly in a set. Each flying knife was unparalleled in sharpness. The nine flying knives added up, even It is no longer weaker than a sixth-grade magic weapon.
In the distance, a few monks who had entered the fourth floor and were gloating about the general struggle in all directions felt chills all over their bodies when the flying knives appeared.
Before they could react, their pupils shrank suddenly.
I saw streaks of divine consciousness turning into flying needles and rushing into their sea of consciousness at extremely fast speeds. Immediately, screams could be heard.
"Ah, how dare you do this!"
"Senior, please spare your life, I will never dare to do it again!"
"My sea of consciousness!"
Amidst these screams, several people suffered serious injuries, and then flying knives passed by.
Puff puff puff... Several heads flew up, and blood flowed like fountains. Those great monks who transformed themselves into gods were all decapitated by flying knives, and their bodies were in different places.
Seeing such a scene, not only the disciples of Tianyun Sect, but also Liu Zheng and others could not help but feel chilled in their hearts.
All the great cultivators who transformed themselves into gods gasped, with a sense of awe and fear towards Lu Gan in their eyes.
"As expected of a direct descendant of Huangbaolou!" Even Liu Zhi couldn't help but stare at him, extremely fearful.
After Lu Gan killed several people, he smiled lightly and said, "So, I suggest that we work together to break the restriction of this sacred jade. If this restriction is broken step by step, it will be too slow. It is better to be present with two hundred people." The remaining great cultivators of the Transformation of Gods all started to attack and forcibly destroyed it."
Han Yugang was about to speak out, but Lu Gan interrupted: "As for who owns the Nashen Jade, then everyone has to rely on their own abilities. Even if you Tongbao Pavilion and Tianyun Sect jointly break the ban, this Nashen Jade can only be One piece, I wonder if everyone in Tianyun Sect is willing to give it to you, Han Yu, of Tongbao Pavilion!"
When the voice reached their ears, all the Tianyun Sect's great monks looked unnatural.
Naturally, none of them wanted to give up on the sacred jade, but many of them still looked ugly after Lu Gan explained it so clearly.
"As you said!" Han Yu said coldly: "Everyone from the Tianyun Sect should have no objections, right?"
"No!" Liu Le also nodded.
Lu Gan smiled faintly, and with his peripheral vision, he glanced into the distance, where Qin Xuan happened to be.
He couldn't see Qin Xuan, but his treasure eyes could see the traces of the formation and knew that there was someone there, and it was undoubtedly Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's location was several miles away, further away than the onlookers, and his consciousness could not cover it, so Lu Gan simply did not take action.
only……
The corners of Lu Gan's mouth raised slightly, and a cold glare of anger flashed in his eyes.
He expected that Qin Xuan would be self-righteous and act like a fisherman, so that he...
Just kill it!
Afterwards, more than two hundred great monks suddenly gathered their excited gazes at the place where the Nashen Jade was. Watching the movement of the restriction, many of them could not help but look solemn and fiery.
"Do it!"
Following a loud shout, countless spiritual arts shot out of the air, and even more magical weapons bombarded the restriction, making the entire Wanbao Tower seem to be shaking slightly.
With one blow, the restriction suddenly became much weaker.
"Move again!" There was another loud shout, and more than 200 monks attacked again.
After three full bombardments, the restriction was almost broken, until the two hundred great god-transforming monks bombarded it for the fourth time.
The layer of restrictions in front of the Nashen Jade suddenly shattered, and the Nashen Jade was swept up by many forces and swept into the air.
This scene seems to be the key to chaos.
For an instant, everyone's eyes were filled with the divine jade flying out of the air, and then they were covered by greed.
Where Qin Xuan is, the stones made of sand have long since dispersed.
In the air, a figure flashed from time to time, hidden in the formation.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking at the Nashen Jade, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Each one depends on his ability?"
He was in a good mood and joked about a saying that had been circulated in his hometown.