Chapter 849: Tai Hang

"Yes, it can only be so!"
Qin Wutao nodded, and it can only be so now.
In the distance, no one in the room was able to calm down, and everyone's faces were covered with horror. No one had expected the outcome of the matter, it would be like this.
At this moment, people are watching the old man who is floating in the air, all trembling.
Qin Wutao, the great elder of the Qin Clan’s Holy Land, is second only to the Holy Lord Qin Wuyuan!
At this time, in Qin Wutao's body, the invisible killing thought shrouded Qin Feng, his power locked Qin Feng, making the world tremble, and an incomparable sense of oppression flowed.
This kind of scene made Qin Feng's eyes cold, he could see that the deterrence overflowing from the old man in front of him was comparable to the Shenmu Demon King.
On Qin Wutao's body, the killing thought was like a tide, covering the top of the mountain where Qin Feng was.
Gently and suddenly felt a strong pressure, if it weren't for his divine body and the blessing of the Critical Strike Stone, he was afraid it would break directly under this pressure.
"Eight-Rank King!"
At this moment, Qin Feng was frightened. This Qin Wutao was so powerful that Qin Qi was like the same with unimaginable deterrence.
Just as Qin Feng was considering whether to use the biggest hole card to directly crush it, an astonishing wave of divine power also spread in the direction of the temple in the distance.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Wuyuan, the holy lord of the Qin Clan’s Holy Land, floated into the sky, step by step towards the top of the hill where Qin Feng was.
As Qin Wuyuan fell every step, the entire holy mountain was shrouded in his rhythm, and the pressure that overflowed made everyone present frightened.
"The Holy Master of the Qin Clan's Holy Land, Qin Wuyuan!"
"Didn't he say he was seriously injured? Why does it look okay?"
"Is everything fake?"
Many people were shocked. The Lord of the Suzaku Holy Land was not injured, and the other party was just like a god, looking over the entire barren ancient holy land.
With the mighty power of the holy lord, the horrible ripples of coercion spread from the sacred mountain of the Qin clan. This kind of scene made everyone present panicked.
Some low-level cultivators were even weaker and unable to bear this invincible power.
Even the elders of the Qin Shu faction were panicked. Everyone was suppressed. Qin Wuyuan was like a god, whose power as a king was so powerful that it was unbearable for countless people.
"what on earth is it?"
Qin Wutao looked at one of the elders of their faction, the legend that the elder said to them, that the Holy Master was seriously injured and was about to melt away.
Otherwise, it is impossible for them to do so quickly, because once they are defeated, they will inevitably be unable to withstand the anger of the Holy Land!
Although their faction is the strongest, they are still unable to fight Qin Wuyuan. In the Qin Clan’s Holy Land, this Qin Wuyuan is said to be the first person in the ancient sacred land.
Unless the true background of the Qin Clan’s holy land is taken, no one can be Qin Wuyuan’s opponent.
"It's very simple, because he is my person!"
Qin Wuyuan's voice sounded, and as his voice fell, the elder beside Qin Wutao came directly to Qin Wuyuan's side.
"Qin Wuyuan, your scheming is too deep, it's really bad-hearted!"
Qin Wutao whispered, his words were so cold that he didn't expect to be placed in such a way.
"If I didn't do this, how could you jump out?"
Qin Wuyuan was suspended in the air, with a circle of gods flowing around him, and his cultivation was as high as the rank of nine-rank kings.
In his body, there was an aura of horror, and countless monks looked at this scene, and all their souls spread their spirits.
Yuankong, many cultivators were stunned, and no one thought that this was the result, which was too unexpected.
At this moment, the Qin Clan’s holy land, the many powerhouses of Qin Wuyuan’s faction, had already risen from the sky in an instant, and the terrifying energy overwhelmed the sky with great power.
At the same time, the elders of the other factions of the Qin Clan Holy Land instantly formed a team, and they all stood by Qin Wuyuan's side.
Holy Lord Qin Wuyuan's cultivation is as high as the nine ranks. He possesses unparalleled power. No one dares to give birth to a rebellious heart when he is not injured.
Moreover, even some of the faction elders who were originally subdued by Qin Wutao rebelled in an instant.
This farce came quickly and disappeared quickly. The many elders of the Qin Sacred Land were all subdued without much resistance.
Only Qin Wutao, whose cultivation level is as high as the eighth rank, is the most troublesome. As the Great Elder of the Qin Clan’s Holy Land, his cultivation level is now shocking.
At this moment, he was suspended in the air with an astonishing murderous intent in his eyes. Although the Qin Clan's holy land was shrouded in the holy mountain, he could still do it if he wanted to escape with his cultivation base.
However, the matter has already been defeated, and he has no intention of running away.
Beside him, there are only a dozen direct elders left, who have not left yet. These people are the cultivators who made plans at the beginning, and even if they are caught with their hands, they will not end well.
"Qin Wutao will catch it with his hands. As the elder of the Holy Land, you have no credit and hard work. I will let you enjoy your old age."
Qin Wuyuan was suspended in the air, and he approached the top of the mountain where Qin Feng and the others were.
He knew that if Qin Wutao and the others tried to kill a fish and break the net, it would cause them to suffer heavy losses in the Holy Land.
"Catch it with your hands?! Haha!"
Qin Wutao had no intention of surrendering. Qin Feng killed the saint son of their line, which made him unacceptable. Even if he tried to kill himself, he decided to kill Qin Feng directly.
"boom!"
At this moment, a terrible light flowed from Qin Wutao's body, and in an instant, he decided to kill Qin Fengfeng.
Qin Wutao's palm covered the sky and the sun, showing the terrifying power of the king, covering Qin Feng.
At this moment, it was too late for Qin Wuyuan to think about making a move. He watched Qin Wutao's palm and patted in the direction of Qin Feng.
In the distance, the many strong men who came to celebrate their birthdays were all shocked in their hearts.
Everyone believed that Qin Feng was afraid that he would be completely dead under this incomparable attack.
There are also many monks and elders of great powers, with a look of gloat in their eyes.
They believe that even if Qin Feng is extraordinary, facing the eighth-rank Qin Wutao, he has no resistance at all.
Even the holy sons of the Qin Clan’s Holy Land. In their view, although Qin Feng is against the sky, he still can’t get rid of the full blow of the Eighth Rank King. There is no doubt that this is a mountain that has moved away from their hearts. !
At this moment, Qin Wuyuan was also regretful. He wanted to save Qin Feng very much, but he was too far away.
He knew that such talented people as Qin Feng were indeed extraordinary, but they had not grown up and still couldn't compare with the living fossils of the Holy Land.
Everyone thought that there would be no accidents, and Qin Feng could only end in death!
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