Chapter 2393： Indifferent war

"Ant, you dare to speak wildly!"

"court death!"

Another magical power was broken, and the corpse saint finally moved really angry.

As a saint at the second stage of sanctification, he doesn't talk about the supremacy in his era, but there has never been a Hunyuan creature who dares to look down upon him so much.

Not only that, but the corpse saint felt a kind of anger. The saint who entered the second stage of the dignified sage was actually broken by a Hunyuan with two supernatural powers, and he spoke such rants.

This is a provocation!

Provoked his majesty as a saint!

boom!

From the body of the corpse saint, a blood-colored skeleton has emerged.

This is a saint soldier, the whole body is like a **** jade carved, like a skeleton, lifelike.

In the eyes of this sacred soldier, two bursts of destruction burst out.

Wherever it passes, the space is like paper, easily torn.

Facing the two **** lights, Qin Xuan slowly stood up while holding the Spiritless Holy Sword.

Before moving Hunyuan Slaying Saint, as if lifting a sword at will, he cut through the two blood beams.

Following this, behind Qin Xuan, the Wings of Chaos World had slowly spread out.

A pair of wings, like the vertical and horizontal world, disturbs the chaos, shakes slightly, but disappears out of thin air.

The Celestial Corpse Saint frowned without leaving a trace, "Since the Azure Emperor is A, it is not surprising that he has mastered one of the nine realms of time and space!"

"It's just that you can touch the Nine Dao, and how many points can you master!?"

He was so knowledgeable, he could see through the mystery hidden in Chaos World Wing at a glance.

I saw that scarlet skeleton turned out to be ready to go.

However, his hands condensed the tactics, cultivating supernatural powers, and crawling out of the endless corpse from the empty world around him.

Every corpse is supernatural, with Hunyuan, Daluo, and the bones of a true fairy.

These bones are layered on top of each other like a huge palace.

The corpse saint stood majestically in this palace.

Holy Law, Heavenly Corpse Hall!

This hall seems like a peerless barrier, blocking everything.

Although the bones are complicated, it is the full blow of the Xianzun in the sixth stage of Hunyuan, and it may not be able to leave a trace on it.

It is a pity that the saint of the corpse is facing Qin Changqing.

He once defeated the saint with a sword, and at that time was the second stage of Hunyuan.

In an instant, there was a sword light passing by the Heavenly Corpse Hall.

Quietly, the Heavenly Corpse Hall was divided into two.

The sage of the corpse frowned, and the sage skeleton who was waiting to bombard Qin Xuan at this moment met the vast sword light.

boom!

Beneath the sword light, the skeleton continued to bloom with blood-colored light, and the light and the sword light were shaken and extinguished.

Until, the light of the scarlet skeleton was slightly dim, and the sword light was shattered abruptly.

In the hands of the corpse saint, once again took out a saint soldier.

This holy soldier is a big banner. In its banner, if there are endless dry bones into a prison, the endless dry bones seem to come alive with its holy origin.

Immediately, with this flag, there was a shock of endless dead bones flying out of it.

The sky is overwhelming, and as far as the eyes can be, there are such dead bones.

Qin Xuan looked at it, smiled indifferently, and a Yuan Yang appeared in his palm.

Emperor Anger Yuanyang!

boom!

Yuanyang is like the sea of ​​dead bones and dead souls. In an instant, there will be endless fire of Yuanyang, burning everything.

The endless sea of ​​fire swept across, the corpse saint was unscathed in it, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

"It's really shocking that Hunyuan can do this kind of thing!"

"It's no wonder that this person dared to speak such rants, it's a pity!"

The sage of the corpse of the sky looked at Qin Xuan through the fire of the emperor's anger and Yuanyang. He was a saint in the ancient forbidden land.

You know, the saint who can be sealed in the forbidden land, not everyone can do it.

In that era, the sage of the corpse dared not say invincible, but in the process of being sanctified, he was definitely an extremely powerful existence.

At this moment, two vast saints flew out of the eyes of the corpse saint.

A holy yuan, blazing like a fire, is the fire of this emperor's anger and Yuanyang, and they are all burned by this fire.

"Enter the Holy Dragon Flame!"

Qin Hongyi saw the fire from a distance, and couldn't help being shocked, "The corpse saint of this day, who cultivates two great sages? It is impossible. It is difficult to cultivate the two great sages to enter the holy, and even the second stage of entering the holy. More than ten times!"

"And... the sacred fire of burning the world!"

"Three Saints!"

Qin Hongyi’s complexion changed. To enter the saint means to cultivate one path to the Mahayana. The first step of entering the saint is to transform, just like the previous Xiao Hanshi, with the stars, the sky and the fire, transforming into the Yanghe Shengyuan .

The second stage of entering the sacred sage is to transform again on the basis of this Yanghe Shengyuan.

But no matter how it changes, there should be only one kind of Saint Yuan that every saint can master.

Returning all paths to the sect, returning to the original and true, this is sainthood.

But this day corpse saint, but fully mastered the three sacred elements.

even……

This is not over!

The sage of the corpse, the hair of the silver snake, grows crazily at this moment, and the endless silver snake, at this moment, turns into a silver-white python, at this moment, it is covered in this world.

This is another supernatural power refined by a great saint element, and it is definitely not condensed by the death-qi saint element mastered by the corpse saint.

In fact, these silver-white pythons are full of vitality, fearing that they can regenerate even if they are cut off, which is almost contrary to the holy yuan they cultivated.

Qin Xuan looked at it and smiled softly, "Qi Men Zuo Road, there is indeed something special."

"It's a pity that if you take someone else's thing, it will be someone else's thing after all!"

He looked at the corpse saint of the sky, and the spiritless holy sword slowly rose, "Exit, I have to hurry!"

The spiritless holy sword, at this moment, finally moved slowly.

Qingdi Sword, Hunyuan Slays Saint!

This sword is more than a hundred times more powerful than Qin Xuan's previous use.

Under the Azure Emperor's armor, the power of a sword, if it can cut the world.

Just a vast sword light extinguished the endless silver-white mad python, without even having the opportunity to rebirth.

Those two holy yuan fires, under this sword, vanished even more.

"what!?"

When Qin Xuan's sword fell, the face of the Heavenly Corpse Saint changed.

He knew very well that Qin Xuan's sword definitely had the power of the second level of sanctification.

He had never seen this sword from the hands of the Qing Emperor in his era.

When it comes to life and death, how dare the saint of the corpse be careless.

Immediately, the blood-colored skull and the death-bone banner, at this moment, all sacrifices were made, the holy yuan poured out, and the two sage soldiers met Qin Xuan's sword at this moment.

Even if Qin Xuan is now in the third stage of Hunyuan, under the supernatural powers of slaying the three saints and the two saints, he is gradually blocked and scattered in nothingness.

The world had already been cut open, and it was divided into two. In the endless darkness of the void, suddenly, a touch of purple light slowly appeared.

The body of the corpse saint had disappeared in the aftermath of this confrontation at some unknown time.

The dragon wing behind it trembled, soundless, even the saint seemed to be hard to notice.

And behind Qin Xuan, a purple knife, only the size of a palm, appeared silently.

Half-Emperor Soldier, Purple Soul Emperor Blade.

Cut your mind!