Chapter 1038: The same hatred

Unexpected visitor!
Tianxu Taoist and Witch Wuxian looked at Qin Xuan, their wild words were shocking, but they couldn't help laughing.
"Little monk, I am not looking for you. You came to me instead, but miss your sister?" Wu Xianjiao smiled and said, "Why don't you take away the mirage and let my sister take a look at you?"
Taoist Tianxu said with a strange smile: "Monk, you are a Nascent Soul Realm, and you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue."
The two of them didn't care about Qin Xuan's words, no one, because Qin Xuan's realm is too weak...a Yuan Ying's low-grade, even if it is covered by a mirage, it will not be too far apart. The power of the mirage is reluctant. It's nothing more than being able to imagine a big state.
In other words, Qin Xuan is at best a cultivator of Taoist monarch's lower rank.
Daojun’s lower grade, for a descendant of the Immortal Formation, a saint in the Holy Demon Palace...
Who cares?
However, Qin Xuan's appearance caused Tianxu Taoist and Wuxian to stop.
The sky is full of double moons, and the night is filled. In this world, it is like a three-legged situation.
The three stand on their own side, bathing in the moonlight, looking at each other in the night sky.
Qin Xuan heard the words, still calm in his eyes.
Both knew that he was not unscrupulous, and fortunately Qin Xuan never covered it up, "If so, don't blame the poor monk!"
"Quite Zhenxian, Holy Demon Temple, I haven't put it in my eyes."
He said slowly, but Wuxian and Tianxu Taoist's mouth twitched slightly.
Arrogant!
Both of them whispered secretly in their hearts at the same time, the descendants of the immortal, few in the ten star regions can find a higher inheritance than the Taoist Tianxu.
The Holy Demon Temple is one of the top ten star domain leaders. The top second-tier sect, even the master of the Da Zizai Temple, is the supreme, and he does not dare to speak such crazy words and be extremely disrespectful.
The two had weird eyes. They didn't know how confident Qin Xuan was, but they knew that Qin Xuan was hidden deep.
Knowing Wuxian's real name, you can break the formation with one finger.
Unconsciously, Taoist Tianxu put away a strange smile, but the unknown made him feel awe-inspiring.
Wu Xianjiao laughed, "Little monk, you haven't seen the Holy Demon Palace in your eyes. Don't you think your words are too arrogant?"
Her smiling branches trembled, and her skin looked like a peerless treasure in the moonlight.
With a frown and a smile, it's as if it's soul-moving, making it difficult to keep the relationship.
Wuxian became more charming, she curled her hair lightly, "Little girl, I am the saint of the Holy Demon Temple, monk, you can't be regarded as unheard of these words!"
"Why don't you join this saint as a monk, how about this saint training you?"
The sound was fascinating, Qin Xuan heard it in his ears, as if it went straight into the soul, so that his knowledge of the sea was making waves.
It seems that this voice can evoke the most primitive desire in people's hearts, and it makes people feel like bowing their heads under the skirt.
However, Qin Xuan was so majestic, unmoved, looking at Wuxian's face like a stone.
"Li Erhua, put away your clumsy method!" Qin Xuan said lightly, "I'm only here for Hengyang Immortal Fruit. As for your clumsy magical magical technique, you still have to use it!"
Qin Xuan said without mercy, "In my eyes, the methods you used are too boring!"
Wuxian's eyes condensed slightly, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be beating slightly.
She gritted her teeth even more, "Little monk, in a poisonous tone!"
Everyone has the love of beauty, let alone no fairy.
From becoming the saint of the Holy Demon Temple, the monks who were once teased by her beauty have no idea.
Wuxian has not been so defeated, as if the monk in front of her is a stone, not only that... the saint of her magnificent Demon Heaven Palace is actually not as good as Hengyang Fairy Fruit.
This made Wuxian a little annoyed, but his smile became more charming.
"This saint doesn't believe it, you monk is truly as iron stone!"
She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and slightly annoyed, she seemed to be more interested in Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan was too lazy to care about Wuxian's words.
The night seemed to be quieter, only this crack in the earth, the sound of falling rocks occasionally remembered.
The atmosphere is as if swords are drawn, and if there is no Qin Xuan, Wuxian will definitely fight against the Taoist Tianxu and win the battle.
But now that the three legs stand together, neither of them wants to do it.
Both of them knew that the other party was a good man, and if they really wanted to tell the victory or defeat, there would be trauma, but it would make Qin Xuan find the advantage.
The inheritance is good, and the two of them are surreptitious generations, and they are all in the silence of the pros and cons.
Qin Xuan was not in a hurry to do it, and watched the two.
He seemed to have anticipated something, in this calm night, the moonlight was about to be torn apart, and the moonlight war would be broken.
Suddenly, the calm seemed to be broken, and the Taoist Tianxu took the lead, and the large formation that had already appeared under the palm of his robe had already emerged.
Delaying time will obviously have a greater advantage for him, the formation repairer. He outlines a formation pattern in his hand, which suddenly traverses the sky, tearing the night.
The pattern has only one corner, but it seems that the stars in the sky are trembling, and the stars are concentrated in the pattern.
The four-rank Ten Thousand Star Heavenly Sword Formation has a corner pattern, and the corner pattern is like a divine shuttle, transforming into a Heavenly Sword, directly attacking Qin Xuan.
He had never done anything to Wuxian, but instead killed Qin Xuan.
A pattern of patterns played the sky sword, and Qin Xuan's eyes condensed slightly.
The palm of his hand suddenly unfolded, and his palm print was like a buddha.
boom!
It was just a collision, Qin Xuan only felt a huge force in his palm, this sharp force, as if even he was about to be cut.
The hand of the Great Buddha was even more impressively penetrated, and a sword tip came out of his palm.
"I don't know what it is!"
Facing Tianxu Taoist's hands, Qin Xuan slowly spit out four characters.
His palm suddenly shook, and when the sword was sharp on the day, he did not retreat but instead moved forward. He once again had the vast evergreen power in his hand, and he blasted out a palm again under the palm of the previous hand of the Great Buddha.
Another palm print of the Buddha floated into the sky and landed on the tip of the sword half.
boom!
Tianxu Taoist's complexion changed slightly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a huge wave in his heart.
I saw that the formation pattern he displayed was actually retreating, and a corner of the fourth-rank formation was shocked back in the palm of the monk.
At this moment, Qin Xuan turned his head slightly, and saw Wuxian also started.
Looking at the two of them, she had never thought of reaping the benefits of the fisherman, and she started directly, and the target was also Qin Xuan.
In the palm of her hand, the bone sword appeared, shaking slightly, turning into a sky full of sword lights and flying into the sky. There were hundreds of huge bone swords covering Qin Xuan's body. Each bone sword was several feet in size, and there were hundreds of huge swords in the sky. , Qin Xuan is even weaker underneath.
Qin Xuan's pupils shook, and thunder was born.
Three thousand thunder pupils!
Boom boom boom...
Thunderously, if the Thunder Dragon soars into the sky, it collides with that hundred bone swords.
Throughout the night, the bone cracks and the aftermath of the thunders were intertwined, and the Taoist of Tianxu once again appeared in his hands a large array, evolving into a giant gathered by the stars, which is several meters long, stepping into the night to attack Qin Xuan, and The void collided with a loud noise.
The descendant of Zhenxian, the Taoist of Tianxu.
Holy Demon Temple, the saint is no fairy!
The two people who had fought hard before, turned their fights into jade silk, and started to kill Qin Xuan with the same enemy.
The originally calm night, accompanied by the hands of the two great arrogances, was torn in an instant.
If the hydration turns into a huge wave, it swept towards Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's face was always calm during the horrible formation fluctuations and the bone sword killing.
It seemed that he had expected all this.
In the midst of the waves, Wuxian looked charmingly like a leaf in a flat boat, constantly moving the bodhisattva, three thousand thunder pupils blocked, as if Qin Xuan had tried his best to support it.
"Little monk, this saint will take a look today, you..."
"Who the is it!"