Chapter 1413: Nine Deities of God (middle)

boom!
The sword beam cracked the sky with thousands of feet, and in an instant, it swept forward.
"Avoid this knife!"
"Go back quickly!"
The anger came one after another. Even so, dozens of Dao Monarchs were slowed down. Under this knife, they were cut through the body of the soul, and dozens of Dao God’s origins wailed and wanted to escape, but were Qin Xuan moved his hand and turned his palm to annihilate.
"He is about to be unable to support it. With such a stab, only dozens of Daojun can be killed!"
When the knife fell, the Daojun disciples of Fenglei Wanwu Sect were not frightened, but many people showed joy.
Compared with the power of Qin Xuan's top primordial spirit killing technique before, this knife is undoubtedly small and pitiful, and the strength of the primordial spirit consumed by this knife is definitely not a minority.
This is exactly what they want, how can they be disliked?
Millions of miles away, some Dao Monarchs couldn't help their eyes constricting slightly. Feng Lei Wan Wu Sect's intention was obvious, avoiding its sharp edge and exhausting Qin Xuan's vitality, this is not difficult to detect.
And Qin Changqing actually consumed such violent blade light.
Such a blade light can be cut ten times, and it is estimated that the power of a Taoist priest who returns to the peak of Void will be exhausted.
It seems that Qin Xuan has killed dozens of Taoist monarchs together, but ten knives are only a few hundred, or a hundred knives, but only a few thousand.
Thousands of Dao Monarchs were killed and wounded, compared to the Dao Monarch who has 150,000 wind and thunder and all things sect left at this moment, it is simply not enough.
"Too unwise! Qin Changqing shouldn't have been dazzled by victory!"
"wrong!"
"Wait, look!"
Suddenly, there was an exclamation sound.
Everyone quickly looked around and saw the sword light.
I saw that sword light, which swept across the sky for thousands of miles, and never annihilated, appeared behind the 150,000 Daojun.
Even the one-hundred-thousand-thousand-thousand princes never looked at the sword light.
Xianle was the first to react!
"No! Be careful behind!"
Xian Le yelled, he turned his head suddenly, but the scene before him almost made his soul tremble.
I saw a hundred figures rushed out of the sword light.
Every figure is covered with blood and wings, but it looks the same as Qin Xuan!
Not only that, in Xianle's reminder, the hundred figures have already killed all the Taoists of Feng Lei Wanwu Sect.
Puff puff……
The sound of the blood knife smashing through the body of the soul, and it happened one after another. In just an instant, there were thousands of Taoist monarchs who died in succession, the body of miserable wailing, and the body of the soul that escaped, almost sweeping the entire world.
Not only that, among the blood-colored blade lights, blood-colored figures continued to emerge.
"This is, God Faxian Tu!" Xian Le couldn't help but lose his voice as he watched the figure that kept emerging.
Nine Great Caves, one of the eighty-one top killing techniques, once known as the primordial killing technique of the demon demon.
Faxiantu, incarnate thousands of immortals!
Thousands of figures, blood-clothed and blood-clothed, walking with a red time knife, wherever they go, the momentum is like a broken bamboo.
Qin Xuan stood holding the Years knife, and the Faxian in his nine fighting styles evolved from the Faxiantu god.
However, God Faxiantu can evolve at most thousands of incarnations.
Compared with Faxian, the Faxian Tushen was still weaker after all. Even so, in the realm of cultivation, it was definitely one of the top primordial killing techniques.
Using the power of the primordial spirit as the medium, the performance of the incarnation of a thousand deities has the same strength as the deity, how terrible?
It's a pity that he is the body of the primordial spirit, and he is not allowed to fight with the nine styles, otherwise, once the magical power of cutting the immortal is released, three thousand incarnations are in the sky, and the sect of the wind, thunder and everything is blocked.
Before the slaughter of thousands of blood-clothes, Qin Xuan killed 20,000 Daojun by himself, not to mention that these thousand incarnations are exactly the same as Qin Xuan's strength.
It was almost a hundred breaths of time, and the remaining 150,000 Taoists were already less than 100,000.
Xianle and many other Taoists had already panicked to the extreme.
They want to escape, and even many Dao Monarchs have joined forces to break the mystery and seal the heavens.
It is a pity that Qin Xuan's primordial spirit is inexhaustible, and no matter how many Taoists, it is difficult to break the mystery and seal the sky.
"To kill, you must kill Qin Changqing first!"
"If you don't kill Qin Changqing, I will fall here!"
"Do it, do you want to kill all of you before you are willing to do it on Qin Changqing?"
"Nine-thousand Immortal Daoist, even if he can't kill him, Qin Changqing can't be the same!"
After despair, the Taoists of Fenglei Wanwu Sect were completely crazy.
Before they wanted to exhaust the power of Qin Xuan's primordial spirit, but now, I am afraid that they must not wait for Qin Xuan's primordial spirit to be exhausted, and they will all be slaughtered.
In an instant, tens of thousands of people broke out, headed by Xianle, and killed Qin Xuan.
Even among them, there is no lack of Yuanshen Weapon Blade, tens of thousands of killing techniques, coming out of nowhere.
There were waves in Qin Xuan's eyes. Before, the prince of Fenglei Wanwu Sect did not dare to do anything to him. Fortunately, his mind and spirit were all above those thousand incarnations, and attacked with this.
With tens of thousands of Dao Monarchs working together, Qin Xuan also gathered his mind.
He looked at the many supernatural powers indifferently, and immediately disappeared.
"He has Jinpeng avoiding catastrophes, everyone, be careful and ready to do it at any time!" There is a Daojun roaring, and after all, he is the Daoist of Xianmai. Many of them have experienced countless catastrophes, waiting for Qin Xuan's figure to emerge and prepare to attack.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's figure appeared in front of a Taoist monarch.
"Qin Changqing, don't make it easier if I die!"
I saw that Daojun actually showed his will to death, he did not retreat, and the body of the soul burst, and the power of countless souls turned into a giant net, which completely enveloped Qin Xuan.
A bead-like primordial spirit was in this giant net, watching Qin Xuan tremble crazily, roaring like a roar.
"Qin Changqing is trapped!"
"Senior Brother Xianqiu!"
"Do it!"
Outside the giant net, the Dao Sect of Feng Lei Wan Wu Sect is bleakly bleak.
Xian Qiu took his life as the price, just to trap Qin Changqing for a moment.
Qin Xuan glanced faintly at the origin of the soul, and slowly uttered a four-character soft tone, "Mayfly shakes the tree!"
When the human butcher shook, he wiped out the origin of the soul. The giant net around was already dispersed, but before it dispersed, tens of thousands of Daojun's soul killing technique was already present.
"Qin Changqing, you should die!"
"To accompany the funeral for me, to bury my senior brothers!"
A sound of sorrow and anger swept into Qin Xuan's ears like a sea of ​​tides.
Qin Xuan faintly looked at the overwhelming primordial spirit killing technique that blocked all of it.
Even if it was to use Jinpeng's evasion technique, it was already too late. These tens of thousands of Dao Monarchs had been prepared long ago, and there was no gap left.
The Dao Monarch of the Great Immortal Sect is not mediocre. If he hadn't been too strong, it would have been impossible to slaughter the Dao Sect of the Great Immortal Sect.
"Never mind!"
Even with tens of thousands of yuan's magical killing technique, Qin Xuan's face was never moved.
He slowly raised his hand, as if drawing a circle, showing yin and yang.
Since avoidance is inevitable, why avoid it?
It takes more power of the soul!
Immediately, on Qin Xuan's left and right hands, the sun and the moon were distinguished, moving with the palm of his hand.
Nine gods of destruction, the sun and the moon are immortal!