Chapter 2292: Knife, sword (three more ask monthly ticket)

The Six Methods of Acting on the Great Sun
The emperor's anger and Yuanyang, in an instant, turned into a tens of thousands of feet, a giant of tens of thousands of feet, if the world was burned.
It is the white beard, and his holy eyes are condensing.
His throat faintly moved, his hands, at this moment, he condensed his tactics impressively.
Holy Dharma, Lei plays all beings!
His body was thunder as white, and suddenly, it turned into a sea of ​​thunder.
From the thunder sea of ​​thousands of miles, there are people, scale beasts, feather worms, vegetation...
A sea of ​​thunder, like beings!
If the sentient beings cut down on the sun, facing the Yuanyang that the emperor is angry.
Boom boom boom...
Below, in the eyes of Jin'er, Qin Hongyi, and all beings in the city.
As if the sun fell into the thunder sea, setting off endless stormy waves.
Immediately, in the aftermath, thunder and fire increased, and the entire sky was completely collapsed.
Tens of thousands of miles, hundreds of thousands of miles, and even millions of miles.
At this moment, the sky of millions of miles is shattered and affected, not only this city, the surrounding cities, and the endless beings are all looking up, and the sky is mixed with thunder and fire, as if the world is destroyed.
"this is……"
"My God, is it possible that the former ancient saint was born?"
"The power of a saint, if it is not a saint, why is it so terrifying!"
"There are saints fighting, is it a white saint?"
All sentient beings are dumbfounded, and there is even a chill, rising from their hearts.
It's terrifying, this aftermath has spread millions of miles.
There was also thunder and fire falling from the sky. The land where it fell, the earth was riddled with holes, and the cities were also affected. Some Immortal Venerables took action and joined hands to stop them, but they retreated frequently.
With such power, under the saint, it is extremely difficult to contend.
Neither the holy path Lei Yuan nor the emperor's anger Yuanyang power evolving from Qin Xuan's six methods could not be blocked by the Immortal Venerable.
And in the center of the broken sky of millions of miles, Baixuecang's eyes were a bit solemn.
"Daluo Slaying Saint Qin Changqing, a well-deserved reputation!"
"This sage looks down on you, and can move such a method, almost free from the shackles of the realm!"
There was also a shock in his heart. Qin Changqing, who was only in the second stage of Hunyuan, could use such supernatural powers. If he becomes a holy...
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in Baixuecang reluctantly, crossing the thunder and fire.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, looking down at Baixuan. Suddenly, wisps of purple lines lingered on his legs.
Qin Xuan didn't show mercy, but just thumped.
The Hongmeng line, the supernatural powers of the emperor, the eight laws of the world, the emperor!
With a thump, amidst the slight change in the white beard's complexion, suddenly, like a giant axe, it fell on the white beard's holy yuan.
The Thunder Dao Sheng Yuan seemed to be intertwined with countless thunders. When Qin Xuan's leg fell, there were sacred thunders rising into the sky and swept into Qin Xuan's body.
boom!
In an instant, I saw a long rainbow covered by thunder light, and it fell to the earth from the broken sky of millions of miles.
The earth, in an instant, annihilated thousands of miles, a huge pit of thousands of miles, and the dust turned into nothingness.
Not only that, but under this thousand-foot-deep pit, there are cracks, as if an abyss is cracking open, spreading in all directions.
There was a crack spreading into the city, and the immortal statue blocked it. In an instant, the immortal statue spurted blood and flew, and the huge city was disintegrated by the impact of the crack.
All beings were terrified and all backed away.
In the very center of the huge pit, where the cracks intertwined like an abyss, a small cracking sound slowly sounded.
When Baixuecang stared at him, a crack filled his saint essence.
Immediately, a purple shadow fell down.
For a moment, Bai Xiucang's hands were covered by Sheng Yuan, and he met that leg.
boom!
The earth sank again, cracks, and spread again, affecting nearly a million li.
Baixuan's arms sink slightly, and he feels that Qin Xuan's leg is like a mountain range that stretches for millions of miles.
His arms were trembling, and his legs faintly fell.
"Qin Changqing!"
Bai Xicang spoke in a deep voice, and the next moment Qin Xuan raised his leg and blasted down again.
boom!
Between Bai Xicang's arms, Xianyuan shattered directly, and Bai Xicang's body, below his waist, directly sank into the earth.
"you……"
Qin Xuan had already blasted down for the third time before he could speak.
This time, the body was directly broken by the earth, and the endless holy power, at this moment, suddenly swept the world.
His body was hit by the earth, and at this moment, it was directly destroyed into nothingness.
Qin Xuan's complexion was calm, Chaos Jieyi paused for a while before disappearing in place, appearing thousands of miles away.
At this moment, Bai Xicang was full of anger in his pupils.
The dignified saint was attacked by a group of ants! ?
humiliation!
Endless humiliation!
Bai Xicang looked at Qin Xuan thousands of miles away, and the thunder in his eyes was like fire, like an extinction of the world.
As Qin Xuan said, no matter how polite he was, no matter how approachable he was, this still couldn't conceal his inner pride.
Before the birth of the ancient Tianjiao, Tianjiao frequently appeared in this era, and he was white-bearded, the first person to enter the sage of the Eastern Region, how can he not be proud! ?
But now, he, the first person in the Eastern Region, was so embarrassed by a creature in the second realm of Hunyuan.
Baixuan was really angry. He had a passion for talent, and even wanted to take Qin Xuan under his command. Although Qin Xuan was arrogant, what about madness if he had the strength? It's just as it should be.
But now, Bai Xiucang had only one thought in his heart.
kill!
This Qin Changqing must die today!
The prestige of the saint must not be humiliated. He can tolerate one or two points and show his generosity, but he will never have no bottom line.
Qin Xuan has completely touched the bottom line in his heart and is extremely angry.
In Baixuecang's hands, a sage soldier slowly fell into his hands. This was a long sword with a front on one side and a whole body, with faint black thunder lights lingering around the sword.
Holy soldier, God's punishment!
He was punished in the name of this sword, and followed him for two lives, two lives, both saints!
"Have you used the Holy Soldiers?"
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, peeking at his palm, and the spiritless holy sword was already in his hand.
The saint masters the saint soldiers, which is completely different from those of the Hunyuan Tianjiao.
As a holy soldier, it should be used as a saint, based on holy power.
Those so-called tianjiao, mobilizing sage soldiers, can exert at most a fifth of their power, that is the limit.
But Bai Xicang is different. The holy soldier in his hand has been refined, and he has become a holy man. It can be said that the sword in front of him is enough to exert its true power.
Even if Hun Yuan Xianzun is in charge of the half-emperor's army, under this sword, it is only a man's arm as a chariot, and it is vulnerable.
Qin Xuan held the inanimate vitality and looked at Baixuan.
In an instant, the white beard had disappeared, thousands of miles away, for the saint, it was only one step.
Dao Mang is already in front of him, like slashing the world.
In Qin Xuan's hand, the Spiritless Sacred Sword had long anticipated, and greeted this sword.
Behind him, black hair rose wildly, and white clothes danced violently.
Qingdi sword, Hunyuan...
Beheaded!
With a sword out, all the power, space, and emptiness of the surrounding sky and earth fell into the spiritless holy sword.
Endless sharp, rivaling the holy soldiers.
boom!