Chapter 1616: When Miezhi (Three more monthly tickets)

"The Frost Supreme of Misty Immortal Sect!"
"This Lingyun teacher turned out to be Frost!"
"Doesn't that mean that the misty fairy sect and the spirit family, it is no wonder that the spirit family is aggressive now."
The complexion of many Buddhist Supremes has changed. Frost Supreme is the Mahayana peak Supreme of Misty Xianzong, and one of the twelve elders of Misty Xianzong. The generation is also a retired person in the immortal list. He once ranked twenty-sixth in the immortal list, and remained motionless until he retired.
"A group of man-armed cars!"
There was a teacher Fushuang blocking the Buddhist monks in the air, and Lingyun's eyes even showed a real killing intent.
He knows very well that this place is the place of the Buddha's immortal veins. If the masters of the Immortal Zen Temple and the Pure Land Buddhas enter this place, it is just a word. It is almost impossible for him to destroy a Zen Temple.
"Yun'er, don't take revenge yet?" Fushuang's hand was dusted like a skynet, covering the courtyard.
As soon as Fushuang's voice fell, his eyes condensed.
"ridiculous!"
He snorted coldly, and saw a whisk into the void, as if submerged into the space.
In the space turbulence, Qin Xuan had two wings on his back, looking at the many dusty silks, the next moment, the wind and thunder wing behind him shook and disappeared.
Instead, he appeared before a spear.
Qin Xuan looked at the spear at hand, a faint coldness flashed across his eyes.
"roll!"
Qin Xuan suddenly flicked his sleeves, the third-rank spear suddenly vibrated, and Lingyun's gaze changed suddenly. Above the spear, the huge power was like a star, faintly making his palm numb, not only that, even under this huge force, he couldn't help it. Step back.
Hum!
With a buzzing sound, Lingyun took two steps back slightly, and his eyes burst out with murderous intent.
"you wanna die!?"
No matter who Qin Xuan is at this moment, as the celestial arrogant of the immortal list, he is the supreme immortal vein of the Mahayana pinnacle. He dares to fight without fear.
Just retreating two steps, the spear shook, like a dragon breaking through the sea, with the space torn, a faint spear light came straight into Qin Xuan's throat.
A faint coldness flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, and he slowly took a step forward, under the white clothes, his palms turned into fists.
boom!
In an instant, Qin Xuan's fist face collided with the tip of the gun.
Behind Qin Xuan's arms, Nine Dragons resembled a mad soul, rising up to the sky and roaring angrily.
Fighting nine styles, Kowloon Teng!
boom!
The earth is sunken and turned into nothingness at this moment.
Qin Xuan fisted, but with one hand, he suddenly flicked his sleeves, with magical powers, and the monks of the Buddhist temple were drawn into his sleeves.
Subsequently, the entire courtyard was completely annihilated in the Hunyuan Cave.
The golden clouds exploded, and the pitch-black Hunyuan cave sky shone in it.
The Frost Supreme, and even the surrounding Mahayana Supreme, their complexion changed suddenly.
Bystanders, those who are not in the realm of Mahayana, are flying upside down in this madness.
Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and he slowly looked towards Lingyun.
"For the first time, I can forgive you!"
"You dare to move your hand a second time!?"
"Today, you must be destroyed!"
In his voice, Ruruo contained endless killing intent.
Even with the previous sword, the essence, mana, and spirituality in the body have been exhausted.
But even in this short period of less than a stick of incense, part of the essence in his body has already recovered.
Although less than one-tenth, for Qin Xuan, killing some ants...
That's enough!
Qin Xuan suddenly shook his sleeves, and the many figures were shaken out of the Hunyuan Cave, staggering back.
Within the Hunyuan Cave, Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking at the slightly furious Lingyun, on his body, the Eight Desolation War Patterns slowly appeared.
Bahuang combat body!
Stepping out, the strength of the years was paved, and Qin Xuan's figure disappeared as if he passed the spear in his face, and the fist in his hand, accompanied by the Jiulong Yin movement, struck Lingyun impressively.
boom!
The power of the Mahayana shattered at this moment, and the entire Hunyuan Cave was a huge shock. Lingyun bowed his waist, and even if he had the supreme power to protect him, his body was as if he was overwhelmed by the river and his throat was fishy.
Not waiting for Lingyun to reflect again, he kicked Lingyun away.
When he stepped on his feet, his body appeared behind Lingyun.
boom!
The roar sounded, Lingyun's spear shook, and the other hand condensed the tactics, and the fields around that time burst suddenly.
"you wanna die!"
Lingyun was so angry that he searched for Qin Xuan's figure.
Behind him, Qin Xuanruo was banished in white, with one foot already on his back.
boom!
The whole Hunyuan Cave Sky is like being penetrated.
Outside, many supreme beings looked at the golden cloud like a black hole. Suddenly, under this black hole, the void burst, a full 100,000 miles apart, and even a golden cloud below stepped on it, and the temple shattered. nothingness.
If it weren't for those supreme beings who had been aware of it, they would explode in an instant, and some would even fall in it.
"what!?"
The Buddha in the sky was stunned at this moment, and even the frosty face suddenly changed.
"Yun'er!"
He shouted loudly before going into the black hole.
At this moment, a figure sprayed out blood.
On Lingyun's back, all his clothes were torn apart, flesh and blood were scattered, and bones were broken into pieces.
Immediately, Qin Xuan's figure appeared behind Lingyun, and he grabbed the blood-stained messy hair, like a chicken and dog waiting to be slaughtered.
His eyes were as calm as still water, holding the heavily wounded spirit cloud, and on his body, there were more runes shining, like imprisoning the spirit cloud.
With a buzzing sound, a long spear fell into Qin Xuan's hand from the Hunyuan Cave.
He faintly looked at the many Buddhists and monks, even in Fushuang.
This posture shocked everyone to the extreme.
"How is it possible! That's Lingyun, the celestial arrogant of the immortal list, not weaker than the Mahayana pinnacle of the Immortal Vessel!"
"Who is this person? White clothes, wings... Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, Qin Changqing!?"
"He is the Hundreds of Thousands of Void Returning cultivators from the Killing Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, Qin Changqing, the supreme killer of the Void God Realm!"
A monk recognized Qin Xuan's identity, and a hint of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.
Everyone in the cultivation world knows that more than sixty years ago, Qin Changqing returned to the Void Realm, entered the Void God Realm, swept the Void God, and slaughtered the Quartet.
There are rumors in the cultivation world that if this Qin Changqing is immortal, he will be on the immortal list.
Now, this has only been sixty years, why this Qin Changqing... only a few dozen breaths, he has hit Lingyun, who is ranked 30th on the immortal list.
How can this be! ?
Everyone was even more anxious as if they were dreaming.
Although Qin Xuan's face is calm and his appearance is indifferent, but his posture seems to be more dazzling than the sky full of golden clouds.
"Qin Changqing!?" Fushuang's pupils shrank suddenly, he looked at Qin Xuan, "Let go of Yun'er, I can forgive you not to die!"
At this moment, his voice condenses to the extreme if there is a killing intent.
"Spare me for not dying!?"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, the spear in his hand shook, and instantly penetrated Ling Lingyun's head, twisting his head into a blood mist.
"You kneel three times and knock nine times, today..."
Qin Xuan's thin lips opened slightly, and he spoke calmly.
"I won't kill you!"