Chapter 2417: Forsake me

Zhen Gu Mountain, seventeen saints.
A pair of vast eyes, quietly watching the comer.
The saint who entrusts the demon, there is endless chill in his eyes.
These two people really dared to chase, to Zhengu Mountain! ?
The Seventeenth National Congress of Saints is here, and hundreds of thousands of former Gu Tianjiao gather here.
What is the difference between these two beings of the world entering here and sending them to death?
Not only the saint who entrusts the devil, but the other saints also have a faint holy power gradually rising.
Only one of the saints, whose pupils reflected the shadows of Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi, kept condensing.
This is a human saint, but it also comes from the past.
He once entered the Middle Territory, talked with the Heavenly Palace, the Qin Mansion, etc., and discussed the current world together.
Among them, a few decades ago, there used to be a party in the middle of the field.
The head of the eighty-one city, the ancient city of Zhendong, and it is said that in the battle of Zhucheng, one person overwhelmed Zhucheng, and even defeated Saint Song Taixuan with Hunyuan, and entered the first Guan Xiao Hanshi, known as the epicenter.
Although this news is true and false, it is the existence of Zhongyu, and it is not certain, and it is unwilling to believe that anyone can do this in the Hunyuan realm.
However, the former ancient saint of the human race remembered it in his heart. After hearing the mention of the entrusted demon saint, he reacted immediately.
so similar!
Zhendong Ancient City, Chengbang Qin Hongyi, Zhendong Ancient City, Chengbang Qin Changqing.
The young man in white and the young girl in red, even if it is a coincidence, how can there be such a coincidence in this world.
However, since the battle between the cities, the brother and sister have disappeared, and they have not even joined the Five Mountains Imperial Garden.
There are rumors that the Sage of the Middle Territory, Qin Changqing brother and sister have fallen, but after seventy-six years, will they appear here?
The pupils of the former ancient saint of Human Race condensed and his brows were frowned.
At this moment, one of the seventeen former ancient saints had slowly spoken.
"The living beings in the world, do you know the cost of rushing into Zhengu Mountain?"
This is a burly saint, his skin is like a lava boulder, with only one eye, and it is like a round of constant sun that illuminates everything.
The space that this saint suffers from is distorted, showing its horror.
He was questioning Qin Xuan, that the power of the saint was revealed.
The demon saint even sneered, "Qin Hongyi, why, you still want to kill this saint here!?"
"This saint admits that you are good at strength, but you are too arrogant!"
He stared at Qin Hongyi, his eyes gleaming.
Since he was an enemy, Qin Hongyi made him feel a great humiliation, he naturally had a touch, and buried this pair of siblings-like geniuses here.
The other saints have the same aggressive eyes.
They looked at Qin Xuan with squint in their eyes and never looked at Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.
After all, this place is Zhengu Mountain.
It is the place where the ancients gathered in the Western Regions, the seventeen great saints, and hundreds of thousands of ancient holy spirits, how could they be afraid and fear the two current creatures in the area?
What's more, these two beings in this world are only in the Hunyuan realm.
Many voices were heard, but Qin Hongyi didn't hear her. She raised her head slightly and looked at Qin Xuan, waiting for Brother Chang Qin to speak.
"Just do it, a few ants, it's not enough!"
Qin Xuan's thin lips moved slowly, but his words seemed to move the world and the thunder of chaos, so that in this Zhengu Mountain, the power of the sixteen great saints erupted.
"what did you say!?"
"The current ants, dare to be so rampant!"
"Ants!? Hahaha, it's really a big joke!"
The sages seemed to hear the jokes of the world, and their faces showed anger, disbelief, sneers, disdain... all kinds of emotions.
Amidst this, Qin Hongyi didn't seem to have seen all the saints.
Her gaze fell on the saint who entrusted the demon, and in the next moment, the Chutian Bow appeared in her hand.
When he stepped on his feet, the six classics of time and space moved the world, and in an instant, Qin Hongyi's traces had disappeared.
"presumptuous!"
The ancient sage in front of the court, which one is the easy generation, they noticed the moment Qin Hong's clothes moved.
All saints, at this moment, anger slowly emerged in their hearts.
They never thought that Qin Hongyi really dared to do it! ?
Is it possible that these brothers and sisters really didn't care about life and death, and dared to be the enemy of Zhengu Mountain.
The face of the demon saint changed suddenly, and the rest of the saints were vaguely moved.
At this moment, an indifferent, calm voice seemed to overwhelm the ancient mountain, the world and everything, at this moment, slowly stagnating.
The realm of time, spread out, everything is as quiet.
Except for the Saint Quotuoma, the other sixteen saints are among them.
"presumptuous!?"
With just two words, the complexion of the sixteen saints changed suddenly.
"The realm of years, an immortal vein!"
"You are a creature of the Immortal Empire!?"
Their pupils constricted, and their contempt gradually faded.
The Immortal Emperor Yue has stood proudly at the pinnacle in every epoch.
They all have awe in their respective eras.
Not only that, even within the Immortal Emperor Yue, the existence of the time-moving domain, and the time domain that can cover the sixteen saints, this terrifying power is enough to make them see the horror of Qin Xuan at a glance.
Amid the dignity of the 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, Qin Xuan's hand, the spiritless holy sword slowly emerged, "The saint of the past, I, Qin Changqing, are equal regardless of the past."
Faint words filled the ears of the sixteen saints.
"I, Qin Changqing, have a hint of kindness to everything!"
"It doesn't matter whether it is in the past or in the present, if there is someone who is my enemy, Qin Changqing, abandon this strand of kindness..."
In Qin Xuan's hands, the power of heaven and earth moved slowly, and within the infinite holy sword, there seemed to be endless heaven and earth, at this moment, it was swallowed into the eternal sword.
Seventy-six years ago, he had defeated the saint with a sword and was the third realm of Hunyuan.
Seventy-six years later, he has reached the pinnacle of the fourth stage of Yuan Yuan.
In the face of the 16th National Congress of the Saints changed suddenly, Qin Xuan cut out this sword impressively.
Qingdi Sword, Hunyuan Slays Saint!
In an instant, a blade of vast sword light, like thin paper, skipped among the sixteen great saints, as if cutting through the entire world.
The 16th National Congress of Saints, at this moment, just feel that life and death are under this sword.
What kind of horrible crisis made them shudder like swords in their throats.
When the sixteenth great saints reacted, Qin Xuan's sword had already dissipated, skipping the heavens and the earth, and the mountains continued to stretch.
Qin Xuan's gaze was still indifferent, and the realm of years had slowly dissipated.
In this world, Qin Hongyi's figure emerged and appeared in front of the saint who entrusted the demon.
The difference is that a sound that resembles the breaking of the heavens and the earth resounded in the ears of Qin Hongyi, the ancient sage before the 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, and the saint of entrusting the demon.
The entire Zhengu Mountain, continuous mountains, broken mountains, talents, ground fissures...
Everything, at this moment, was divided into two, a vast sword mark, spreading millions of miles from Qin Xuan.
The Sixteenth National Congress of Saints, at this moment, their faces are pale, like seeing ghosts and gods.
The saint who entrusts the devil is also offering sacrifices to the saint soldiers to stop Qin Hongyi from attacking.
Qin Xuan stood slowly while holding the sword alone.
He quietly looked at Zhengu Mountain, the sixteen saints, his eyes were like still water.
"At the thought of life and death, you wait for the ants to move rashly."
Qin Xuan's thin lips moved slowly, "I, Qin Changqing, should abandon me..."
"A ray of benevolence."