Chapter 1647: One sword is enough (second more ask for monthly pass)

The vast starry sky, white clothes like snow, like a win over stars.
"Do you think that Qing emperor Qin Changqing can really defeat that Thunder Phoenix with three moves!?" An Immortal Vessel Lord spoke slowly, his eyes faintly.
"Amitabha Buddha, if there is no result, how can we win or lose!" The owner of the Xianchan Temple folded his hands together, and the Buddha's voice was misty. "In the past, many donors including poor monks, who would have thought that Qin donors could do things ten years ago! "
The Lord of the Pure Land Buddha has deep eyes and bright golden pupils. "The horror of Qin Donor lies behind him. What the Donor Qin does, which one is not suppressing the sky!"
"In the old days, Xianhuang trifle, I can't wait for it!"
"Now, in less than a hundred years, the donor Qin can stand in front of me, watching all sentient beings!"
"Amitabha, things in the world, cause and effect change, is there a definite number!?"
The two masters of Buddhism spoke with sigh.
At the beginning of the Buddhist event, Qin Xuan was arrogant, but the two Buddha masters didn't care too much.
In their eyes, they are broad-minded and arrogant as empty, so why bother.
But afterwards, the three great immortals were buried together, which made the two great Buddha masters shudder a little.
If they had started to suppress Qin Xuan's arrogance, now it is not Bai Qingtu, not Yumiao, but both of them.
The rest of the immortal vein masters could not help condensing their eyes slightly.
They sighed and looked at each other, seeing the incredible in each other's eyes.
Such as Qin Changqing in front of him is extremely rare in the realm of cultivation.
In the current world, like the Thunder Phoenix, like the Jade God, and even the Tong Yuxian who is the first in the immortal list, in front of Qin Changqing, he will be overshadowed.
Xianbang Tianjiao, mostly younger generations, can enter within the 300,000 lifespan of the demon race and the 30,000 lifespan of the human race.
But when Tianjiao rushed into the fairy list with great hardships, he was famous in the world.
But there was one person who did not enter the immortal list, but killed the master of the three immortal veins.
How about Tianjiao first? This Qin Changqing is enough to fear everything, horizontally and horizontally.
"However, it is still difficult for him to kill Qiu Dong with three moves!" There is also the Lord of the Immortal Vessels, Qiu Dong is not weak, and some people in this generation are stronger than the Lord of the Immortal Veins.
"Sect Master, brother shouldn't be defeated, right?" Yu Xuan turned her head and looked at Yuan Qinggang, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.
"It's hard to say!" Yuan Qinggang said slowly: "This Qing emperor is arrogant, but what he did, have you ever seen him defeated!?"
"If he had been defeated, he would not be here, even when Mu Long and Mu Xing entered the marginal land, this son escaped from the hands of Mu Long and Mu Xing with Yuan Ying."
"Unbelievable!?"
"Now that Qin Changqing defeated Autumn and Winter with three tricks, what is there to be shocked!"
Yuan Qinggang took a deep breath, "Qiu Dong is too greedy, and too greedy!"
"His little movement, even the palace lord of the rotation palace has already noticed, do you really think you can hide it from me?"
"If this is not the case, why do I need to pay more than four and a half immortal things for my wind and thunder sect, and even create a gap with the cycle of life in the palace."
Yuan Qinggang sighed softly, the autumn and winter are indeed extraordinary talents, indeed the proud son of heaven, strength and talent are not weak.
But also because of this, the weak of Tianjiao is inevitable in autumn and winter.
Self-righteous, too proud!
This is true even for the original Baiqing Tu, including Yumiao and others.
If not, they would not die.
The immortal veins have been on the top for too long, no one dared to provoke them, but now Qin Changqing has completely awakened the fifteenth immortal veins.
Otherwise, look at this vast sky of stars, the lord of the fifteen great immortals, how many people will care about this cultivation world?
Now, the fifteen great immortal veins are gathered here, staring at a duckweed-born generation outside of the immortal veins.
Yuan Qinggang's eyes were faint, he looked at Qin Xuan, who was dressed in white.
The brows are frowning, and they won't open for a long time.
...
About a hundred breaths or so, Tian Shang Baozun came with his sword in his hands, "Demon Lord!"
He respectfully stood behind Qin Xuan. Immediately, Qin Xuan peeped his palm, and the sword fell into his hand.
This is a three-foot purple front, the blade is as thin as a cicada wing, but the blade is as noble as an emperor.
Three thousand off!
Break three thousand floating world, break three thousand red dust!
This sword once came from the hands of a refiner in the realm of cultivation. There are three thousand treasures he has made in his life, and this three thousand is the most.
This sword is made by the refiner through the catastrophe, tempered by the sky thunder.
If it weren't for a slight mistake in the end, this sword would have been half a cent.
Qin Xuan held the sword with a leisurely look.
Qiudong stood staring, although he was confident and didn't believe in Qin Xuan, he didn't dare to be careless.
How could Qin Xuan be weak if he could kill the Lord of the Three Immortal Veins! ?
Qin Xuan's gaze was faint, and he held Sanqian. Although he hadn't refined it, he didn't care.
With Yipin Zhibao in hand, the entire star dome seemed to be stagnant.
Behind Qin Xuan, the wind and thunder fairy wings spread out.
Indifferent in his eyes, a pair of pupils reflected the figure in autumn and winter.
Quietly, Qin Xuan took a step.
"Be careful!"
Yu Xuan spoke, reminding autumn and winter.
Qin Xuan mastered the power of time, this point, Xianmai knows everything.
There is also the Sword of Mahayana, the power of killing and cutting, which can be described as terrifying to the extreme.
Early in autumn and winter, he was prepared, realms emerged in his body, and the roads were intertwined, which could wipe out the power of time.
In his hands, a magic weapon appeared.
This treasure is a mirror, but this mirror is slightly shaken, as if countless, completely shrouded in autumn and winter.
First-class treasure, Yutianxuan Thunder Mirror.
Offensive and defensive!
The next moment, the entire void seemed to be stagnant.
Qin Xuan seemed to appear in front of Qiu Dong at the same time among the gods of many immortal veins.
The purple long sword was cut to the countless mirrors.
In an instant, countless mirrors were cut off, revealing autumn and winter figures.
His pupils suddenly shrank in autumn and winter, and he had already prepared for it. He was already using Ling Jue. A heavy wind was like a treasure, which could crush everything and appeared in front of him.
The long sword cut through the treasure mirror, and the blade fell in the barrier.
The quiet wind, almost black as ink, seemed to be cut into the magic sea.
Immediately, countless wind broke, revealing the face of autumn and winter.
The long sword suddenly stopped, and in front of this autumn and winter, a large protective array emerged.
Every battle is enough to resist the full blow of the Mahayana Supreme.
Afterwards, the long sword flew past, and along with countless array patterns shattering, the long sword smashed through the hundred major formations.
boom!
Amid the roar, Qin Xuan's body, Divine Mind, Emperor Territory, and stars were all dead.
His eyes are long. In the old days, he took Honghu Pill and got ten times the power, slashing the sky with one sword.
Now, with 300,000 stars in his body and 300,000 li in the imperial domain, his strength has increased tenfold compared to before! ?
Qin Xuan stood holding a sword, and the waves behind him drowned the autumn and winter figure.
Qin Xuan's hand shook, the sword broke the waves, the fingers of Autumn and Winter were broken, the tip of the sword waited for the storage ring, and it was directly submerged in the sheath.
"Three tricks!?"
"It's ridiculous!"
"The mere eighth on the immortal list, if I, Qin Changqing, want to kill..."
"One sword is enough!"