Chapter 875: One to sixteen

Bang bang bang...

At the moment when the two great transformation cultivators died, the surrounding great transformation cultivators had already reacted horribly.

"How is it possible! He can get rid of the god-bound rope!"

"Damn it, is this guy a monster?"

"Master Liu Wu, what is going on!?"

All the great cultivators of Illusory Cloud Sect Transforming God were unbearable and terrified, and there was a bit of chill in their bones.

Qin Xuan got out of trouble, and then fell into the body of the three cultivators, just in the blink of an eye.

They have all seen the power of the rope tied to the gods. If the true monarch used it, the true monarch of the same realm would become a mortal when he was tied up, and it would be difficult to escape.

So after Qin Xuan was **** by the god-binding rope, they didn't have any vigilance in their hearts. How could they think that a junior in the Golden Core Realm could escape the god-binding rope?

Liuwu's face was even more ugly. He retracted the god-bound rope and watched a restraint on the god-bound rope being gnawed into nothingness.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Da Jin'er on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

"insanity?"

Liuwu's heart was very angry. In order to restrain Qin Xuan, he even let go of the four disciples of Tianyunzong. Now, he has a feeling of being teased, as if everything is under the control of the other party, and he is more like Ridiculous and funny as a clown.

Qin Xuan sighed while looking at the scattered cultivators.

Being able to be unexpected, killing three people instantly is doing everything possible. After all, these people in front of them are not real chickens and dogs, but great monks who have cultivated for thousands of years.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, so there were still sixteen great cultivators left.

A high-grade Jindan has to face 16 people.

"A pair of sixteen?"

Qin Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly, "Well, what about the Sixteenth Cultivator?"

"You can also kill it!"

At the sound of the sound, the pupils in his eyes turned blue, and the phantom of the **** wood appeared.

"Is this guy crazy? How dare to despise me so much?"

"Work together to avenge the brothers!"

"Kill him, if you let him escape, there will be endless troubles!"

When the cultivators heard Qin Xuan's words, they were even more frightened. They looked at each other, and finally their faces were full of murderous intent.

What a joke!

They are great monks of transforming gods, and the white-haired young man in front of them is just a golden core monk.

What if the other party hides his cultivation base? In the secret realm, the real monarch realm is not allowed to enter it, even if this young man is a half-step real monarch, how can he stop them from attacking by the 16th Great Transformation God?

Accompanied by a loud shout, all of a sudden, the sixteen great cultivators of the Great God of Transformation appeared in their hands, and the magic weapons, including Liuwu, were also the same.

"you wanna die!"

Liu Wu's heart is already full of murderous intentions. He is a descendant of the fantasy Yunzong who has practiced for thousands of years, but for the first time he felt such humiliation. He was so teased by a hundred-year-old junior, and he was applauding. in.

boom!

After tying the **** rope, the hair came first, like a silver dragon, coming straight to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at the many spiritual magic weapons in front of him, and stepped on Jinze, Jin Peng speeded, one step across hundreds of meters, and at the same time, the eternal sword in his hand fell in his hand and cut out.

The sword-light horses practice like cold, like the mighty galaxy, sweeping three kilometers.

"Be careful, this son is full of sword intent, don't resist!"

The roar sounded, and the digital cultivators before Jianmang suddenly changed their complexions, using Ling Jue and controlling the rainbow to avoid.

When the sword fell, nearly three thousand meters of trees were all transformed into nothingness, annihilated in the sword light.

With such a terrifying sword, a cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the great cultivator who had almost planned to shake this sword light before.

At this moment, a faint piercing sound emerged from behind him.

I saw Qin Xuan holding the Eternal Sword, and he didn't know when he had already appeared in front of him. It seemed that he had expected it and waited here for a long time.

With a sword, the body protector's true essence was like paper, it was cut to pieces by Qin Xuan instantly, Qin Xuan never even glanced at this high-grade cultivator, and stepped out again under his feet.

Boom boom boom...

In the air, there are sword lights shining, the fire is like a river, and there is a thunderous weapon...It fell on Qin Xuan, and the lights of various colors were intertwined and gorgeous to the extreme.

Qin Xuan's figure emerged from the light, and when the light dissipated, a deep pit with a range of hundreds of meters appeared in his eyes. There was scorched earth in it, and thunder light flashed.

"town!"

Suddenly, a person roared, Qin Xuan suddenly raised his head, and saw a large white cloud pattern on the sky, covering a full kilometer, like a true god.

Not only that, there are also ropes breaking through the air, and Liuwu's eyes are full of killing intent.

"Binding!"

He shouted angrily, Cang Mai's eyes were as cold as extreme cold.

Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and his body trembled slightly. The blood stains mixed with Jin Hui appeared everywhere in his body. The blood was as powerful as a river, soaring into the sky and colliding with the mountain, it made an endless roar.

"How can this son's blood and energy be so terrible?" An inconceivable gleam flashed in the eyes of the great cultivator who displayed the great seal. Only by virtue of his blood and energy, could he block his 7th-Rank Great Seal?

At this moment, the bundle of sacred ropes evaded their fists and entangled towards Qin Xuan, like a spirit snake, extremely flexible, with the prohibition flashing on it, and Liuwu even sneered, "I want to see, this Second, how do you break the **** rope?"

He was too careless before, and he did not expect that Qin Xuan would still have a Gu that could break the restraint of the **** rope, but if Qin Xuan was tied this time, he would never make such a stupid mistake again.

Qin Xuan was like a **** of war, bathed in blood, he looked at the bundle of **** ropes and smiled coldly.

"A mere six-rank magic weapon, why should it be broken?"

"If I don't wait to be bound, I want to trap me with this rope?"

A faint sarcasm flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, and suddenly, the mysterious light on his waist fell into his palm.

"cut!"

With a long drink, Qin Xuan's eyes flickered, and the three thousand golden pills in his body vibrated wildly.

I saw a mysterious light gushing out from the mouth of the gourd, more like Xuanxia falling in the bundle of **** ropes.

In just an instant, the bundle of **** ropes was chopped off, almost about to be chopped off, Liu Wu grunted even more, his mind was damaged, and he looked at the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd in Qin Xuan's hand incredibly.

"You actually have a sixth-grade magic weapon!?" Liuwu looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief. The sixth-grade magic weapon, even an ordinary Yuanying true monarch, may not be able to possess it. The other party's gourd can actually break the rope, even It must be a sixth-rank magic weapon to damage his mind, and it is even more than one point stronger than the rope of God.

You know, he is a half-step true monarch, and what the other party reveals is only the high-grade realm of Jindan.

Qin Xuan suddenly raised his head. He looked at the big seal above, and stepped on his feet. If the mad dragon entered the vast sea of ​​blood, he rushed straight to the big seal above.

On the arms of both fists, a faint Nine Dragons appeared.

"Roar!"

Nine Dragons screamed together, and Qin Xuan's fists fell on the big seal.

The high-grade cultivator who worshipped the Great Seal spouted a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, and he looked at the big seal that was blown up in disbelief.

A cultivator of Golden Core, with his flesh and blood, blasted his Seventh-Rank Great Seal?

"Monster, it's definitely a monster, even the dragon and phoenix body is no better than this!" This person murmured palely, shaking his mind.

Suddenly, a figure had already rushed out of the sea of ​​blood, stepping like a Jinpeng shaking its wings, and stepped across the void in one step, appearing in front of the great cultivator of God.

"Be careful!"

boom!

The fist fell like a mountain, only to see that the body guard of the great **** transforming monk did not shake, and the other great monks of transforming **** couldn't help but be grateful.

"Even if this child has supernatural powers against the sky, but it is in the Golden Core Realm after all, how can it be compared with the power of God Transformation, and now I am afraid that it is just a foreigner!" Someone said with joy.

At this moment, the great cultivator of God Transformation in the body guard's true essence burst into a sudden, directly turned into a **** mist, intertwined with the body guard's true essence, and dispersed in the air.

Qin Xuan slowly retracted his fist, which was the star collapse among the nine fighting styles.

"What?" A group of great cultivators were shocked, and there was even fear in their eyes, and their hearts swayed.

Can this child ignore the body protector?

"Could this guy be an evildoer?" Some people couldn't hide their panic, and even couldn't help withdrawing backwards.

At this moment, Liu Wu slammed his hands again. He made a sacred rope and pressed it directly towards Qin Xuan. At the same time, a magic weapon appeared in his hand again.

A gossip compass, the whole body of the compass is golden, and it is suddenly hidden in the void.

Qin Xuan's body suffered, and there were rays of light that enveloped him.

"I'm here to trap him, don't wait for him to breathe, and set up a huge illusion sea formation!" Liuwu shouted, causing the hearts of many great cultivators to shake, and each of them scattered around Qin Xuan.

As Qin Xuan watched the gossip array, Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd sprayed out a mysterious light again to contend with the bundle of **** ropes.

"This kind of formation is no different from me. It's no different from me. This world formation, even an immortal formation, may not be able to trap me in the slightest!" Qin Xuan's voice came from the big formation, making Liuwu's expression shocked.

"Arrogant child, you are a golden core monk, and you also need an immortal formation when you are sleepy? Do you really think that you are banished to the world?" Liu Wu yelled, he didn't believe Qin Xuan's words.

As soon as his words fell, Qin Xuan's figure was already walking with his hand in his hand. If he walked in the void, he would see the gossip circle spinning, and the power of the big formation would evolve the earth, fire, geomantic and many mysteries, but it never fell from beginning to end. Halfway through Qin Xuan's body, wandering in this large formation, like nothing, this large formation is more like Qin Xuan's arrangement.

Until Qin Xuan stepped out of this great formation, Liu Wu's heart trembled before Liu Wu's heart trembled, Qin Xuan's feet had already stepped out, and the blue color passed by, and the closest phantom cloud sect transforming cultivator suddenly exploded his pores. , The hairs stand upright.

"Arrangement? Really I am Qin Changqing, don't I exist?" Qin Xuan held the Eternal Sword and cut it out in a sudden, breaking the body of the real essence, and directly smashed the low-grade cultivator of the **** of transformation, and condensed his hand by the way. Array pattern cut into nothingness.

The big formation that had just formed its rudimentary form was gone in an instant, and the rest of the great cultivators snorted, then retreated, looking at Qin Xuan's eyes like hell.

Qin Xuan stood in the air, with the Eternal Sword and Xuanguang Slashing Dragon Gourd quietly hanging in front of him, with blood-colored war patterns and white hair turbulent, floating in his blood.

Qin Xuan's gaze passed over the many horrified great cultivators present, and slowly let out a sound.

"Leave..."

"Thirteen!"