Chapter 2143: Restaurant

Nan Luo Xiancheng!
Many people gathered here in a restaurant.
"Have you heard? Then Qin Changqing, this time, directly slaughtered a family!"
"A family of three thousand immortals up and down, up to the Xianzun in the second Hunyuan state, down to the true immortal, fairyland, no one will survive!"
"It's horrible! Is this Qin Changqing crazy? I am not afraid of God's punishment for such wanton slaughter!?"
Voices sounded one after another, and many people in the world gathered here and talked a lot.
The people of the world Qin Changqing, Daluo Bazhuan, cut Hunyuan, swept many places in the Southern Region, and slaughtered the Quartet. This news has already spread throughout the Southern Region.
Even, why this Qin Changqing did it, no one knows.
All I knew was that Qin Changqing had killed some people, and some people had never been killed.
The most recent time, even seven days ago, one person destroyed a large family, and no one was spared.
Just as everyone was discussing, a voice slowly sounded.
"Qin Changqing!? Just a arrogant and ignorant kid, but I still don't know the disaster is coming!"
"If it weren't for the title of the emperor, he would have fallen to the Southern Territory, how can he tolerate him being so presumptuous!?"
A voice sounded, causing many people to turn their heads and look.
Immediately, some people's faces changed slightly.
The person who made the sound was a Hunyuan Xianzun under the command of the Saint of the Southern Region.
This is a middle-aged man with a faint expression of arrogance in his eyebrows, and a touch of disdain, even gloomy expression.
"The Immortal Venerable of the Tianhe Clan, I heard that one of the Immortal Venerables killed by Qin Xuan was his friend."
"It's no wonder that Qin Changqing was too reckless and reckless, comparable to the former Gu Tianjiao who was born before. Some powerful people in this world will never tolerate him recklessly!"
"I heard that even the Emperor Hunfeng has moved. It is said that this person is still carrying the inheritance of the saint of the south, snatching it from the eyes of the emperor Hunfeng, letting these existences come back."
The discussion gradually became muted, Hunyuan Xianzun, now in the Southern Territory, is already a superior existence.
What's more, behind this middle-aged man, there is still a third-class saint race.
Tianheying was drinking the fairy tea alone, with a faint suffocation in her eyes.
"Tianhe Ying, I have heard that this person has the eight turns of Luo, and the ancestors of the Dai family are invincible! A golden immortal of the eight turns of Luo is enough to compete with the immortal in the sixth stage of the Hunyuan. The arrogant and ignorant person in your mouth, right?"
A slightly ridiculous word suddenly sounded here.
In a corner of this restaurant, someone was looking at the immortal Venerable of the He Clan that day with a sardonic smile.
Immediately, Tianheying's hands shook, and a pair of eyes burst into cold light, looking at the person who made the sound.
This is a former ancient Tianjiao who has the first realm of Hunyuan. He had hidden his breath before, so that no one on the scene even noticed it.
"Previously, the Tianjiao of the Gourmet Clan! Gourmet City!"
In an instant, the restaurant was quiet.
The past and the present are now comparable to the battle between dragons and tigers, and the arrogances of each celestial arrogant are fighting against each other, and there is a battle between life and death. With the canonization of the emperor, these things happened one after another.
"Nu Xuancheng, don't think you are the former ancient Tianjiao, you can be unscrupulous!"
"Now that the holy bound emperor is enshrined, but we and the saint race are here, how can we tolerate someone so vicious to this, and even commit a tragic genocide!"
"Someone has already set off. Killing Qin Changqing is as easy as turning his hand! Even the ancient creatures, if they dare to act recklessly, they will die!"
Tian He Ying got up, with a faint sullen expression in his eyes, and even the power of Hunyuan, sweeping the entire restaurant, crushing the surrounding silence, and the needles fell.
Lu Xuancheng didn't care about it. Although Tianhe Ying was the Immortal Venerable in the third realm of Hunyuan, it also came from the saint clan.
However, his genius is hard to talk about Tianjiao, even if he has the background of the saints, he is not afraid.
"Really? Wait and see!"
Yu Xuancheng didn't say it or not, the world was chaotic, and there was a good show, so he naturally couldn't be so happy.
Previously, it was a struggle between the ancients and the present, and many of the ancient creatures, so they were jointly killed by the descendants of the saints of the present age in the southern region.
This has caused great dissatisfaction among many creatures in the past. After all, although the creatures born in the past are Tianjiao, compared with the vast and immortal land of the Southern Territory, the creatures are endless, and there is still a gap between them if they want to compete with the entire world.
Except for those top-notch existences, more than a hundred saints in the Southern Territory have joined forces, and now it is even more faintly overwhelming.
There is also the Taidao Sacred Mountain. What kind of Hundred Sacred Conference is going to now seems to be a contest between the sentient beings in the Southern Territory.
But in fact, the pre-ancient creatures all know that this conference is to decide the leader of the more than one hundred saints in the Southern Territory, respecting one person, and suppressing the former ancient creatures, but the former ancient creatures, although everyone is outstanding. , Used to be called a Tianjiao in the era where it was, but after all, it was from a different era, and it was even more arrogant, and it was impossible to unite together, like a loose sand.
"Let's wait and see?" Tianheying sneered, "Then wait and see!"
"Then Qin Changqing is just a arrogant child. His blood will be sprinkled in the Southern Territory to warn the world!"
Just as He Ying spoke on this day, suddenly, many people in the restaurant changed their faces.
At the entrance of the restaurant, a figure in white clothes walked into the restaurant with his hands held down.
White clothes and black hair, the breath of Da Luo's Eight Turns lingers.
Many people looked at this figure, remembering something, their pupils shrank suddenly.
"Qin..."
"Qin Changqing!"
"He actually appeared here!"
Accompanied by a cry of exclamation, in an instant, all eyes in the restaurant gathered at this entrance, the figure with white clothes and black hair.
Qin Xuan stood here quietly, his eyes indifferent, passing by the sentient beings, and falling on Tianhe Ying.
Tianheying's face also changed slightly. He never thought it was such a coincidence. Before that, he was still saying that Qin Xuan would fall, but now, Qin Xuan is here.
Even Lu Xuancheng couldn't help but look a little dignified, looking at Qin Xuan, faintly as if there was an electric light flashing in his pupil.
From Qin Xuan, he felt a big crisis, as if he had little chance of winning if he was an enemy.
This caused Yu Xuancheng to take a slight breath, "The rumors are really true. This person is said to have performed peerless secrets in the Northern Territory, disintegrating his body, and even losing his seven souls and even losing heart. Luo Zhansheng!"
Qin Xuan's gaze was indifferent, staring at Tian Heying's faintly frightened and angry gaze.
"A trivial ant, dare not speak me respectfully!?"
Qin Xuan looked at the river shadow that day, the sage of Tianhe, the third realm of Hunyuan Xianzun.
Under his feet, he took a slight step, and in an instant, his figure disappeared, in the eyes of everyone, as if Qin Xuan teleported, appearing behind He Ying that day out of thin air.
In this restaurant, a few people are aware of it, including Na Xuancheng.
"The power of time!"
"Control the time!"
Their faces changed suddenly, and a chill spread from their backs.
Qin Xuan appeared quietly behind the shadow of Tianhe. In his hand, it was a head, which was annihilated. To death, it seemed that he had never noticed it. The time and space stagnated in the realm of years, and Qin Xuan's head was cut off in an instant.
Qin Xuan's palm shook, and at that moment his head shattered into blood mist.
Behind him, there was a muffled sound, the blood of Immortal Venerable, spreading in this restaurant.
At Qin Xuan's waist, Hun Yuan swallowed the sky gourd and moved slightly, and a swallowing force swept into the storage fairy treasure of the Tianhe Ying and received it.
His expression is indifferent, and he has not changed at all, killing the saint clan immortal, like an ant!