Chapter 546: Shenmu Xuanding

On Mount Tai, the group of heroes were terrified. They looked at the river-like palm and the poison that could corrode everything.
No one of them can stop this palm.
"This is Wang Xian'er, Senior Wang!"
"The horror of this palm is beyond what I have ever seen in my life!"
"The palm strength is like a river, corrupting all things. It is worthy of being a bull-eared existence among the earth immortals, worthy of the name of Wang Xian'er!"
Amidst everyone's amazement and horror, those dark palms were already present.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, his body guard's true essence was broken, as if he hadn't paid much attention to it, he had already raised his hand as the Yuan Poison palm approached.
A pair of jade-colored hands that shone with thunder bones were strange and strange, striking out impressively.
boom!
With a roar, the four palms shook each other, the air wave stretched for hundreds of meters, and purple thunder was filled, and the black air was majestic, completely enveloped the two figures.
Whoosh!
A figure withdrew from the black energy, and Wang Xian'er's eyes condensed, looking at Qin Xuan who was bathed in purple thunder.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's palms seemed to give birth to thousands of thunderbolts, lingering around him, like a thunder in the world.
Those two demon palms were undamaged under the palm of his Yuan Poison!
How can it be!
Wang Xianer's heart was shocked. His palms had concocted tens of thousands of poisons, and even the armor could be easily corrupted, let alone the manpower? He focused his eyes on Qin Xuan's mysterious purple thunder palms, and his heart was shocked.
This Azure Emperor actually has such a deep foundation, possesses the magic power that can be compared with Yuan Poison Palm?
Wang Xian'er was shocked. He had inherited from the ancient times, but he was a strange source of Shennong. Looking at the world, how rare are people who can compare with him? Lu Huichun didn't dare to speak out against him.
Yuan Pozhang has been condensed for hundreds of years, but now he is blocked by this eighteen youth, a Qing emperor?
But soon, Wang Xian'er had come back to her senses, her mind condensed, and she suddenly stepped out.
He is like a mad tiger, his palms swallowing mountains and rivers with energy, and the surrounding black energy is like clouds, pressing against Qin Xuan. Such a vision makes the thousands of eyes onlookers extremely shocked.
Mo Qinglian's eyes were even more unbearable to worry. She was so far apart that she could still feel the terrible Wang Xian'er. Looking at the many powerful enemies that Qin Xuan faced, Wang Xian'er was ranked first!
The Yuan Poison Palm has turned into countless afterimages, and in an instant, the palm shadow came out of the black cloud like a torrential rain.
Qin Xuan looked calm and looked at Wang Xian'er.
This Wang Xian'er is already comparable to a true Golden Core Realm cultivator. Not only that, but there is a vague potential to be promoted to the Golden Core Middle Grade. Looking at this star, it is really rare for someone to cultivate to such a realm.
Unfortunately……
Qin Xuan mastered thousands of purple thunders and blasted out, one after another like mad snakes, purple awns, illuminating the night.
The endless thunder condensed, and suddenly turned into a pair of huge palm prints.
Around the palm print, the terrifying purple thunder was jumping frantically, with an aura of destruction, facing the palm shadow like a rainstorm.
boom!
In that instant, the palm prints shattered, and a pair of huge purple thunder palm prints broke through the black clouds. Wang Xian'er's pupils suddenly shrank, and the figure burst out.
Until he stepped back, there was uncertainty in his eyes, but he never said a word, but the ink faded between his palms.
The palm prints broke through the black clouds and scattered, and Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind, with a calm expression on his face.
"Let you work hard for hundreds of years, be an enemy of me, and cultivate for hundreds of years, but it will eventually turn into fly ash."
The words sounded slowly, lingering around, Wang Xian'er's face sank, and the heroes were shocked.
What a blue emperor, but now he is still mad and unchanging. Is it possible that he thought he would defeat Wang Xian'er?
How can you see the result after only then have a few tricks?
"This Qingdi, really arrogant!" Some people couldn't understand it, but they didn't dare to speak out, only daring to meditate in their hearts.
Wang Xian'er looked at Qin Xuan with a calm face, "It's worthy of being the Azure Emperor, but it's a pity that the outcome is uncertain, so arrogant and arrogant, isn't it too early?"
During the words, a little light suddenly bloomed around his waist, and immediately, this little light actually floated up, and the light suddenly appeared in front of him.
Immediately, a big tripod half-person tall suddenly appeared on this Mount Tai.
The tripod body is green and green, with strange flowers and weeds on it, densely covered around the tripod tripod, three legs under the tripod, more like a sacred tree standing, when the tripod comes out, the air seems to be unable to bear the weight of the tripod tripod, like a mountain Depressed, the air wave is like a continuous wave, sweeping across kilometers.
"This is... what?" Some of the heroes were shocked and even more at a loss.
This is already like a magic weapon among the gods, the size changes at will, so does Wang Xian'er still have this thing?
Su Qiao'er, who was on a mountain peak, had her eyes condensed at this moment, the stars in her eyes were slightly stagnant, "Shen Mu Xuan Ding!"
There was also a shock in her heart, Shenmu Xuanding, this is a treasure, ten times stronger than Shennong’s Bailing Seal, this Ding can refine alchemy, poison, and even calm people, not to mention...
Su Qiao'er looked at the dark green aura continuously overflowing from the Shenmu Profound Ding, and his pupils shrank slightly. After Wang Xianer's refining poison for hundreds of years, this cauldron has been the most poisonous thing, and it is the earth fairy like Ning Ziyang here. In front of Shenmu Xuanding, he did not dare to touch his body and shake his might.
Qin Xuan looked at this tripod with a slight surprise in his heart.
This is an eight-rank magic weapon, and it is still intact, and the golden core monk can display all its power.
The Shenmu Profound Ding floats in the air, overflowing with virulence, a tripod in front, and even more like a mountain in the sky.
A hint of pride appeared on Wang Xian'er's face. He pinched his hand to make a decision, and suddenly, the great cauldron had moved and came straight towards Qin Xuan.
The great cauldron moved, and if the mountains came across, the dark green virulence filled the surroundings, like a poisonous snake, rushing towards Qin Xuan.
This poison is comparable to the poison of the Yuan Poison Palm. The Yuan Poison Palm can corrode the power of evergreen. Now this cauldron is more toxic and can kill the immortal like nothing.
Qin Xuan looked at the Shenmu Xuanding, his eyes flashed with a faint light.
After that, in his palm, a small seal had already begun to twist, and the small seal was spinning, becoming more real, but within a few breaths, the Xuantian seal had completely condensed, and Qin Xuan lightly tossed it.
boom!
Dayin Hengkong, like a mountain, facing the Shenmu Xuanding.
The Yin Ding shook each other, as if two mountains collided with endless roars, deafening.
The surrounding heroes were pale in shock, looking at the top of the messy mountain that had been shattered and eroded into ashes, the heart was already shocked to the extreme.
Even the battle of the earth immortals can hardly have such momentum! Of these two people, one might be against the Ten Army!
The Xuantian seal did not move, but Qin Xuan's brows wrinkled slightly. He looked at the Xuantian seal that had already begun to be eroded by the sacred wood Profound Ding, and there was a light flash in his eyes.
Afterwards, there was a light on his waist, and suddenly, the Eternal Sword was suspended in the air.
"what!"
Everyone was shocked, and Wang Xian'er was shocked.
It is also a treasure that can be changed in size at will. This Qingdi has such an amazing background?
Wang Xian'er looked at the Eternal Sword even more shocked. He felt that the flying sword might not be inferior to the Shenmu Xuanding.
In the midst of his shock, Qin Xuan had already lightly tapped, and in that moment, the sword turned Changhong, tore the night, cut through the moonlight, and landed on the sacred wood mysterious cauldron.
"broken!"
There is a word, slowly ringing, scattered on the top of Mount Tai.