Chapter 1303: Immortal Power (Part 1)

Above the fairy phoenix imperial city, a silver-patterned purple robe, the supreme of Wind, Thunder and All Things Sect stood quietly.
They looked at the three supreme beings in the sky and the Buddha and Taoism supreme on the ground.
"Ha ha ha!" Under the purple robe, one of them let out a laugh.
The laughter was stern, but it seemed to be filled with endless disdain, ridicule, and ridicule.
"Ten Star Regions, the edge of the realm of cultivation, there is even a supreme who has the courage to stand in front of me." Under the purple robe, there was a pale smile, "It's too funny and too ignorant!"
"The Four Supremes, do you think you can fight against both of us?" He chuckled slightly, and a long sword appeared in his hand.
The whole body of the long sword is blue, and there is no pattern on it, as if it is a mortal blade, and it is not supernatural.
Only at the hilt of the sword, there is a round recess, which is covered with dense runes, like a bead, rotating at the hilt.
With this sword coming out, the three great nobles in the sky are staring.
From this long sword, they noticed a sharp touch.
This kind of sharpness, as if the sword's edge is already in the throat, a step forward is death.
In the air, the supreme came again.
Xuan Lun was in the air, and she looked at the silver-patterned purple robe, "The little guy is indeed very capable, the ability to cause trouble, in the top ten star regions, it is not the first, it is definitely the top three."
"The sky is evergreen, and the four-character arrogance is the source of trouble. Whether it is killed, Ni'er will be less concerned and concentrate on the road!"
She looked at Qin Xuan, "Just fall here, if Ni'er blames it, blame me!"
"People go high, and water flows low. It's ruthless and hateful. How can this be so?"
Her eyes slowly closed, silver-patterned purple robe, have never been familiar.
In the air, the three Supremes frowned, Wu Yuanjun and Han Canglian stared at the two purple-robed Supremes, their faces dignified.
At this moment, there was another wave in the air.
The wind demon rushed, he looked at the scene before him, his pupils shrinking slightly.
He saw Qin Xuan, stepped on his feet, and walked towards Qin Xuan.
"Evergreen, how?"
He looked at the wings behind Qin Xuan, his pupils shrunk slightly, but there was also relief in those pale eyes.
Yuanying peak!
Feng Demon sensed it from Qin Xuan's body, but in twenty-three years, he actually returned to the void in half a step.
Such a cultivation speed is really staggering.
A disciple of the Tianyun Sect, a person who can cross the third rank in a hundred years or a thousand years is a tianjiao.
"Master!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly.
Feng Mo nodded, "Go, go out of the Immortal Phoenix Ruins first. There will be a supreme battle here. You are here, and there are many dangers. After you are included in the Tianyun Sect, Master will talk to you about the ruins."
"You can't go!" Qin Xuan spit out four words lightly, he looked at the five supreme in the sky.
Feng Mo was startled, and followed Qin Xuan's gaze.
"This is the Supreme Battle. What does it have to do with you?"
Qin Xuan's gaze fell on the supreme of Fenglei Wanwu Sect, and said lightly: "I punish his descendants, Tianjiao, and the two came to kill me. Where can I go?"
"what?"
There was a dull look on Feng Mo's face. He looked at the two supreme princes in the silver-patterned purple robe and the cyan long sword, and his heart was shocked.
Qin Xuan's wings spread out behind him, hands down.
In his eyes, the calm was a bit scary, calm, and even made Feng Mo a little uneasy.
"So, you should go even more. There are three members of Tongbao Pavilion blocking, so you can take the opportunity to escape!" Feng Mo said slowly, "rest assured, there is a master, and they will never allow them to move you."
"Although my old bone is old, I still have some strength."
Qin Xuan chuckled and declined to comment.
Stop it?
The master of Tongbao Pavilion, Wu Yuanjun, the master of Sacred Demon Temple, Han Canglian, the master of Saint Tian Zhenzong Xu Aohuang, and the eminent monk Qianci Zhizun of Da Zizai Temple.
The Four Supremes are very strong!
Among the ten star regions, it is enough to rank the top ten.
Including his master's presence, the five supreme sects can almost sweep any sect in the ten star regions.
Of these five people, each of them is the Mahayana Supreme, and everyone is enough to look down upon the Mahayana Supreme.
Unfortunately, Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and they couldn't stop the two of them.
Because they belong to Xianmai!
The entire cultivator is the only one who is strong in the Seventeen Great Immortal Vessel Sect.
"Junior Brother, leave these three to me! You go capture and kill Xu'er's person, otherwise, you and I will return to the clan, and you can't explain it!" The sword-holding supreme said slowly.
Xianbang Tianjiao, how much effort and opportunity has been expended by the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, before there can be one person on the Xianbang.
Now that Wan Xu is dead, Feng Lei Wanwu Sect can almost be said to have suffered heavy losses.
Not only that, Wan Xu had always made friends with another Xianbang disciple in the sect, and that alone was not something that the two of them could offend.
No matter what, Qin Xuan must win.
What's more, the corner of the sword-holding supreme's mouth was slightly raised, and there was no obstacle in front of him.
"Good!" beside him, another supreme spoke.
He moved, and wanted to pass the three supreme ones and head towards Qin Xuan.
Before, both of them despised Qin Xuan too much. After all, a Nascent Soul cultivator, the two of them had never been in the eye, so Qin Xuan escaped again and again.
"Presumptuous, do you treat me as nothing?"
Han Canglian spoke, the endless demonic energy pierced the sky, the stars and Hengyang were trembling.
Every strand of devilish energy, like a demon python, rises into the sky by thousands.
Jun Wu Yuan, the big bow in his hand has also been opened, a sharp arrow appeared on the ring of his ten fingers, and the bow was full of moon.
Xu Aohuang pointed slightly, and the air seemed to be transformed into a realm of lore, the air of solemnity, frost like stars, surging above the Immortal Phoenix Palace.
The stars are slowly condensing, there are three thousand, and each star is ten feet long, covering the starry sky.
The supreme beings above the Immortal Phoenix Palace were not a little dumbfounded, looking at these three supreme beings.
These three people are almost equivalent to the three strongest in the top ten star regions.
Xuan Lun closed her eyes in the air, as if she had already paid no attention to this battlefield.
The silver-patterned purple robe broke through the sky, he didn't care about the three people, and went straight to Qin Xuan.
"dead!"
Han Canglian spoke, the sky filled the sky with devilish energy, and in an instant, it turned into a real magic sword, with scarlet light shining in the sky, and bombarding the supreme.
The Shi-Color Arrow River, once again swept out of the sky.
The ice star in the sky fell crashingly, as if the world was destroyed.
"Three, your opponents, but me!" The supreme who holds the sword of Fenglei Wanwuzong smiled softly.
He took a step forward and slashed out.
With a sword, the void in front of him was torn apart every inch, as if there was a sword, easily tearing the sky apart.
Han Canglian's eyes tremble slightly, and immediately, above the sky, time and space seem to be stagnant.