Chapter 1550: Hongmeng Dili

In the five realms of harmony, the top is Hunyuan.
Hunyuan Tao fruit can suppress all Taoism in the world.
Cultivated Hunyuan Dao Guo, also known as the supreme power, is almost rare in the immortal veins.
Ru Tuxian, she has stayed in this realm for many years.
As for Qin Xuan, the aura that he exudes now is by no means inferior to the Promise Demon Qi that Tu Xian currently masters, and even victorious, making the Hunyuan Dao Guo in Tu Xian's Dantian feel oppressed.
"He absolutely cultivated the Hunyuan Daoguo, and holds the supreme Hunyuan. How could he enter the fifth level of Hedao, cultivate the Hunyuan Daoguo, and hold the supreme Hunyuan?" Tu Xian, at this moment, his heart is more than turning up. In the huge waves, Zhu's lips and teeth are divided forever and cannot be combined.
The Troll King never knew this. He had already moved, cutting towards Qin Xuan with a knife in one hand and an axe in the other.
Not yet approaching, the ground behind Qin Xuan was broken, a huge cross crack, as if torn the world.
His power is terrifying to the extreme, even if it is the suppression of the king, it is by no means an enemy of it.
For thirty years, he waited for thirty years in the Forbidden Demon Burial Ground, refining everything available, raising his strength to the extreme, just to enter the realm of cultivation.
The Troll King knew very well that even if he was now, he was definitely not the opponent of the creature who hurt his body in the first place.
Therefore, he had to find Qin Xuan.
But he admits that he is invincible to the holy demon Yinglong, but he doesn't care about Qin Xuan.
The demon gods outside the sky are very weak, even the silver scaled bug, in his eyes, is not strong.
The demon treasure falls, like splitting the universe.
Qin Xuan's gaze quietly looked at the Troll King, and immediately, he slowly reached out his palm.
One hand dragged the axe.
boom!
In an instant, the ground under Qin Xuan's feet was shattered and terrifying power. At this moment, it seemed to pierce the ground.
Only the white clothes are not messy at all, only the palms are not moving.
With just one hand, Qin Xuan held the troll king's blow. His palm was plain and unremarkable, but it seemed to support the world.
It was the Troll King. At this moment, the muddy eyes were shrinking, as if shocked by this move.
"This is the power you are proud of?"
Qin Xuan's eight-foot white clothes carried a thousand feet, with one hand behind him, holding the knife and axe with one hand, his thin lips opened slightly, and Gu Jing was waveless in his eyes.
After that, Qin Xuan's palm shook slightly, and the troll king seemed to be impacted by the great power, and his body rose slightly.
Qin Xuan stepped forward, as if submerged in the void and then appeared on the head of the troll king.
He tapped his toes and landed on the troll king's forehead.
In the next moment, there is a general trend under his feet.
Fight nine styles, step on Vientiane!
With a single tap, the ground shattered at this moment at the feet of the troll king, and its legs, as large as thousands of feet, were all submerged in the ground, and its arms like a prison cage supported the ground at this moment. Above it, as if to stop the body falling into the earth.
Millions of miles, even millions of miles, are shattering.
In the big formation of the demon court, Xi paled slightly and snorted.
"Brother!" Wa's expression changed slightly, looking at the big formation below.
It's just the aftermath, and the big formation laid by Xi in the Mahayana realm is already crumbling.
"The power of the little friend...Compared with before, it's like the world turned upside down!" Xi murmured, just after the wave, it was terrifying to this point, how terrifying is the power at Qin Xuan's feet! ?
"Roar!"
A roar suddenly sounded, and the troll king was almost frightened to the extreme at this moment.
The ten thousand-footed body was stepped under the feet by this eight-foot figure like an ant.
The sword and axe fell in his hand, and a pair of giant hands patted Qin Xuan directly, as if crushed by a sacred mountain.
Qin Xuan faintly looked down at the Troll King, and didn't take it seriously.
The next moment, his feet changed from pedaling to kicking, and with one kick, he kicked and landed on the troll king's forehead.
Soon.
Behind the Troll King, the ground was directly torn apart, with a ten-thousand-foot body, soaring into the sky. He was kicked tens of thousands of miles at the feet of Qin Xuan, and then backed tens of thousands of miles.
The legs of the troll king were on the ground, as if opening a ditch.
The Troll King was even more dizzy, but at this moment, the pair of chaotic eyes was shocked to the extreme.
Is this the power of the demon god?
Is this the power of this demon master?
The Troll King was a bit horrified, his body was huge, his opponent was like an ant, but compared to his strength, it seemed completely opposite.
Stepping yourself into the ground with one foot and flying yourself tens of thousands of miles with one foot. What a terrifying power is this?
With his body, he weighs more than a million.
Qin Xuan was in the air, white clothes like an immortal, his figure disappeared again.
At this moment, the troll king was mad and roared.
In his hands, a magic weapon suddenly emerged.
This is a bell that has been hanging from the keel on the chest of the troll king.
At this moment, the bell seemed to have turned into a hundred-meter-long thing.
The Troll King spouted a spring of blood from his mouth, falling on the bell.
boom!
At this moment, the vast radius of the land is as if solidified.
Qin Xuan's figure was in this tens of thousands of feet, and said lightly: "Zhen Xian Ling, a top treasure!"
"Although this treasure is good, it's a pity that you only understand the method of blood refining and you don't know its use!"
He walks in this solidified world, like a stroll in the garden.
"The first-rank supreme treasure, there is another first-class supreme treasure in the ancient emperor domain?" Tu Xian looked at the blood-stained Zhenxian bell, and took another deep breath.
She only knew that there were nine yellow spring flags in Shaking Ancient Emperor Territory, and now, there is still a bell-shaped treasure.
Not only that, the suppressing power of this treasure is Mahayana Supreme, and it is also difficult to move.
But Qin Xuan was walking recklessly in the suppression of this treasure.
The troll king, at this moment, is almost unbelievable.
He roared, his right arm at this moment, like a bulge, like a Tianzhu, blasted towards Qin Xuan.
This punch almost gathered all his strength.
Zhen Xianling suppressed Qin Xuan, but he was never half imprisoned.
Under this condition, even high-grade Mahayana creatures will suffer severe damage or perish.
Qin Xuan stared at the giant fist faintly, and also blasted out a punch.
Zhenxing Fist!
The void, at this moment, seemed to be pulled, condensed, and turned into a hundred-zhang fist mark.
boom!
The two fists collided, the body of the troll king, at this moment, retreated a hundred steps, and each step crushed the ground.
Qin Xuan also appeared on the immortal bell of this town, his toes lightly, and his white clothes were like snow.
He looked at the Troll King, "The victory or defeat is already doomed!"
In the heart of his eyebrows, flesh and blood opened, and the gods sighed, already condensed at this moment.
"you……"
"Take it!?"
Behind him, whether Xiwa brothers and sisters, or burying the bone king, the Mahayana creatures, demon-blood sentient beings, even Qin Xuan, could not help but feel the creeps at this moment.
This is the power of the demon master?
This is his Qin Xuan! ?
Enough to smash the Mahayana high-grade creatures, even the Troll King who killed the Pingtian Dragon King, in front of the eight-foot white robe...
Vulnerable!

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