Xi Qianye walked in the air and reached the nine heavens step by step. When all the saints saw him approaching, they all subconsciously stepped back. No one dared to approach him. Hundreds of saints were all shocked by his aura.
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"Welcome to you, master."
"Welcome to the Palace Master."
Hua Yiran and Zhang Qingrong both bowed and saluted, their eyes extremely respectful.
"Xi Qianye, how did you do it?"
Female Saint Tianqian looked at Xi Qianye in shock. Everyone thought that the master of Qianbao Palace was an old guy who had practiced for many years. He had the cultivation of a middle-level saint. He usually acted in a low-key and secretive manner, so few people knew about him.
They would never have expected that Xi Qianye was the master of Qianbao Palace.
This fact is really incredible.
Others also looked at Xi Qianye, Saint Blood Dragon Tuo, Lu Hongtian, Saint Guleng, Saint Baiyu...
They couldn't imagine how a young man could have power comparable to that of a mid-level saint.
"This emperor never likes to explain so much to dying people. What you did today will be punished by death."
Xi Qianye looked at those saints indifferently, his golden eyes ruthless and indifferent, as if heaven and earth were judging them.
"You are an arrogant person who dares to call yourself emperor. You simply don't know how to live or die."
The Blood Dragon Tuo Sage heard this and smiled coldly, looking at Xi Qianye with disdain and contempt. The Emperor is the one who truly dominates all living beings. He has never appeared in the entire Southern Barbarian Continent. There are only such characters in ancient legends.
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Xi Qianye was the master of Qianbao Palace, which indeed shocked him, but he was just a little shocked, and he didn't take it too seriously at all.
So what about the Lord of Thousand Treasures Palace? He is just a middle-level saint at most, and it’s not like he has never killed a middle-level saint.
The title of Blood Dragon Tuo Saint is so powerful in the mainland, and it is not for nothing.
"He really doesn't know how to live or die. He is just a strong man from a remote and desolate country. He probably doesn't even know the meaning of the title of emperor. Sitting in a well and looking at the sky is simply ridiculous."
The female saint Tianqian also shook her head with disdain. In a remote and wild place like Xiling Kingdom, anyone dared to proclaim himself emperor. In the prosperous land of the Central Region, proclaiming emperor randomly would be a death penalty.
"Ignorant person." Saint Gu Leng laughed loudly.
Those lower-level saints may be afraid of Xi Qianye, seeing him is like seeing a wild beast. But the middle-level saints don't care much. In their eyes, Xi Qianye is at best just a middle-level saint. In the same realm,
, what are they afraid of?
What's more, Saint Blood Dragon Tuo is here. He is a peerless murderer who has killed middle-level saints before.
"I have always heard how great the Lord of the Thousand Treasures Palace is. Today I want to see how powerful you, the so-called Lord of the Thousand Treasures Palace, really are."
Saint Guleng took one step forward and walked towards Xi Qianye first. He was a middle-level saint from the Central Region. How could he obey a middle-level saint from a small wild country? They were both middle-level saints and grew up in different environments.
The gap is equally huge.
Although Saint Guleng's cultivation is not as good as Saint Blood Dragon Tuo and Saint Tianqian, he is still ranked third among the seven middle-level saints.
boom!
A wave of unparalleled power burst out from the body of the ancient cold saint. The power was so powerful that it shook the heaven and the earth. The vitality of heaven and earth with a radius of more than 300 miles gathered towards him crazily, and in an instant it was completely transformed into his own.
Strength. With this one hand alone, his ability is far superior to Lu Hongtian.
"The Bone Demon Exploring the Dark Hand."
A surge of demonic energy shot straight into the sky, and the void was torn apart. A huge bone hand like a dragon's claw appeared in the sky above Xi Qianye.
That bone hand is said to be the right claw of a high-ranking holy demon dragon. It was refined into a holy weapon by the great power of the Bone Demon Sect. When combined with the Bone Demon Sect's immortal holy art, the Bone Demon Detecting Ghost Hand, its power is simply earth-shattering.
Even saints who are also in the middle realm don't dare to fight head-on.
Saint Blood Dragon Tuo looked at the huge white bone claws in the sky and nodded slightly.
The Bone Demon Sect's Bone Demon Detective Ghost Hand is a top-grade holy skill among the holy arts, and its power is extremely terrifying. It is said that Zeng Jin, the founding ancestor of the Bone Demon Sect, was an abandoned disciple of the White Bone Sect, so the skills and sacred arts of the Bone Demon Sect's lineage are
, is inextricably related to the White Bone Cult.
The Bone Demon's Secret Hand is a shadow of the White Bone Refining Hand, one of the five sacred arts of the White Bone Sect.
The surrounding saints looked at the huge ancient dragon claws in the sky with solemn eyes. As the bone demon sect's sect-suppressing skill, it can shock all living beings as soon as it is born.
"careful!"
Gu Yun and Gu Qingyan's eyes were full of worry, and they couldn't help but remind them loudly. With their cultivation level reaching their level, they could even feel the terror of the giant white-bone hand. They could feel it even from several kilometers away.
A faint breath of death shrouded the place.
Obviously, the giant white bone hand protruding from the void has terrifying power that threatens their lives.
Xi Qianye, can he stop it?
In their minds, Xi Qianye is still the young man who needs their protection.
Xi Qianye stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by enemies, not even looking at the white bone dragon claws that enveloped him in the sky. He looked at the saints with indifferent eyes, and said with an extremely cold voice: "Come up together, don't leave.
Come up one by one to die."
The saints' expressions turned cold when they heard this. They did not expect that Xi Qianye was so arrogant and dared to speak nonsense even when he was about to die.
Saint Guleng's expression was extremely cold. Xi Qianye still dared to be so dismissive in front of his unique skills. He snorted coldly, all his holy energy rushed out crazily, and he used all his strength to prepare to attack Xi Qianye.
Qianye was completely crushed.
The other saints also watched indifferently, folding their arms and preparing to watch the show.
Moreover, just when everyone thought that Xi Qianye was about to be suppressed by Saint Guleng, they saw Xi Qianye rising into the sky, ignoring the bone dragon claws that smashed down in the air, and an ancient sword flew out of his sleeves.
When it fell into his hand, he casually struck out with his sword. The sword's light was like a sword, flying up to the sky for nine days and slamming into the bone-white dragon's claws.
Tear!
The white-bone dragon claw had no resistance at all in front of the bright sword light, and was torn directly, turning into two halves and falling to the ground.
It seemed that it was not a holy weapon made from the bone claws of a high-level holy dragon, but just a piece of scrap metal that was chopped down casually.
Poof!
Saint Guleng's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood suddenly popped out, and his face was as pale as paper.
The Holy Bone Artifact was connected to his mind. If the Holy Artifact was destroyed, he would naturally suffer the backlash. A stream of sharp and cunning sword energy that exuded endless majesty penetrated into his body and almost tore his body apart.
crack.
What!
Everyone looked at the sky in shock, looking at the holy bone artifact that fell into two halves and fell powerlessly from the sky.
How is that possible!
Everyone couldn't believe it.
That is a holy weapon, a holy weapon that even a middle-level saint can hardly destroy!
He was actually cut in half by Xi Qianye with a sword.
The Bone Demon Detective Youshou, who was famous in the mainland, was even more fragile and vulnerable.
After cutting off the white-bone dragon's claw with one sword, Xi Qianye had already arrived in front of the ancient sage. He struck again with a sword, and the sword's light was like a wash.