Chapter 3437: Negative

The four words seemed to open the shackles of killing intent in Qin Xuan's heart.

Above the ring, those who are eroded by the power of darkness, hated by the nine heavens and ten earth, and are not regarded as human, are not others.

The sixth still water, the sixth cloud away!

Qin Xuan's pupils were red, and he suddenly jumped, shaking his white clothes and rising into the sky.

The seven people on the side, including Jin Lingtong, all looked at Qin Xuan, and they realized what was wrong with Qin Xuan.

"What did he say? If you don't kill the prison, you will not be a man!?"

"This is the line of Shinto!"

"Did the ancestor of the prison guard offend him?"

The seven looked at each other, they didn't move, but Qin Xuan stepped into the ring.

The Prisoner God Ancestor couldn't help laughing. They were just two ants enchanted. How dare you betray him?

"The life of the ants, but so, the sixth Cangqing is dead, and now I want to see, if you don’t hesitate to save the people, can you also be the enemy of these nine heavens and ten places!"

His words are high above, like a man who manipulates a puppet, whispering to the puppet.

On the vast arena, white clothes appeared, and in an instant, the figure that had been eroded by the power of darkness and lost its wisdom, was like a ghost and killed Qin Xuan.

The huge bone wings, the trembling void, the black eyes, are almost unrecognizable, who is this white robe.

boom!

It was a claw that fell on Qin Xuan's back. Qin Xuan's body shook abruptly without evading him, and there was no ancestral shock. There was still this claw on his back.

The white clothes faintly shattered, revealing Qin Xuan's back, like a beast's claws, piercing into Qin Xuan's flesh and blood.

Even in the face of Xu Wushang, Qin Xuan never shed half of his blood. Now, under this claw, the ancestor body, who has been tempered for an unknown number of years, has now left scars.

Qin Xuan ignored the sixth Yunli behind him, he just looked at the sixth still water.

She still has a trace of wisdom, that dark eyes, once arrogant, arrogant, aloft, and the woman who masters the land of the king, now she has become such a terrible and hateful appearance.

Qin Xuan's thin lips trembled lightly, and he lightly raised one hand.

Behind him, Sixth Yunli's long hair that reached his ankles, at this moment, turned into countless divine spears, and with that mournful scream, he had already killed Qin Xuan behind him.

Bang bang bang...

The white clothes trembled, and under the blessing of the power of darkness, every blow of the sixth Yunli was almost comparable to the full blow of the ninth realm.

This is not how powerful the Sixth Yunli itself is, but the power of darkness blessed on her is too powerful, at least comparable to all the power of darkness possessed by the dark demon of the ninth realm.

It also proved that only these dark powers made these two ancestral realms unbearable and eroded their spiritual wisdom.

On the dark eyes of the sixth still water, the light shone more and more.

"you……"

"Sorry!"

Qin Xuan's palm fell on the cheek of the sixth still water, and his hand was cold, and the power of darkness seemed to erode into Qin Xuan's palm, but Qin Xuan never avoided it.

Although there was an earth-shaking in his heart, he only uttered two words.

The darkness in the eyes of the sixth still water rolled, seeming to swallow that gleam of light.

Suddenly, a tear fell freely in the eyes of the sixth still water.

Tears like ink!

"Qin Changqing!"

At this moment, someone rushed into the ring, and Jin Lingtong looked at Qin Xuan incredulously, "What the **** are you doing!?"

He was holding the golden stick and wanted to kill the sixth Yunli.

Is this guy stupid?

Jin Lingtong stared at Qin Xuan's background, it was already under the attack of Sixth Yunli, **** and battered.

He has a faint understanding, maybe these two people are people Qin Xuan knows.

But even so, so what?

How can it be saved by the power of darkness? If it can be saved, there won't be so many dark demons and dark creatures in this world.

What's more, the two people in front of them have already been eroded to the point of extremely terrifying, and even the ancient emperor is difficult to save.

At this moment, a sword sound suddenly sounded, and a sword broke through the air and slashed directly on Jin Lingtong's golden stick.

boom!

With one sword, Jin Lingtong was cut into the air, his feet collided with the ground, shaking the ring.

At this moment, Jin Lingtong just felt the power of Qin Xuan, what he had seen before, after all, was just an observation.

"What is he planning to do?"

"Is this guy crazy? Could it be..."

"Ugh!"

The many gods in the audience seemed to see it, some of them frowned, but some were sighing.

"Master!"

Xu Wushang suddenly knelt on the ground, she looked at Langtian, "If this goes on, he will definitely go crazy!"

"This is the line of Shinto, he can't kill the prison!"

"Even if there is Emperor Bai behind him, Master, didn't you say that Emperor Bai is far away in the unknown."

She looked at the Sixth Still Water and the Sixth Yunli, the Great Tribulation of the Immortal Realm, and the Sixth Still Water and the Sixth Yunli desperately helped each other after all.

She knows Qin Xuan better, what will happen to Qin Xuan who regards relatives and friends as Ni Lin under this situation.

Langtian looked at the field quietly, she sighed softly, "No hurry!"

She seemed to be waiting, but she didn't know what she was waiting for.

Outside the auditorium, Taishi Futian held the sword in his hand, and the evil spirit he suffered concentrated, even making many people around him look at him.

...

On the vast arena, Qin Xuan still had that tear of ink falling in his palm.

The power of darkness is faintly like black smoke, curling up.

The light in Sixth Still Water's eyes dissipated, and suddenly a spider spear behind him pointed directly at Qin Xuan's chest.

boom!

The spider spear entered his chest for half an inch, and Qin Xuan's mouth suddenly dripped with blood.

"Qin Changqing!"

Suddenly, on the huge monument, the Prisoner God Ancestor said indifferently, "What are you doing? These two are dark demons, so don't kill them yet!?"

He was talking, and seeing Qin Xuan's embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

His voice slowly entered his ears, and Qin Xuan's red pupils suddenly turned.

I saw the eternal sword screamed loudly, and Qin Xuan's body was full of 32,000 realms.

The sixth still water and the sixth cloud, as if they could feel something instinctively, suddenly retreated.

One after the other, they looked at Qin Xuan with eyes like wild beasts, and let out a low growl like a wild beast.

Starting with this sword, Qin Xuan's ancestor was covered with blood.

Qin Xuan stood with a sword in his hands, his white clothes stained with blood.

"I, Qin Changqing, never took on the sentient beings in the immortal world, but never thought..."

There was a trace of self-deprecation on his face.

The power of darkness corroded, he had personally endured it, the sixth cloud and the sixth still water, who is not a tall, proud generation.

Now, he has become the most hideous and miserable appearance.

One thousand three hundred years, it's not right... It is these ten thousand years, what exactly have these two people suffered.

At the time of the Great Tribulation of the Immortal Realm, if it hadn't been for the Sixth Yunli and Jing Sixth Still Water, he would not have been able to sustain Xu Shan to wake up.

They died desperately and never regressed.

You, Qin Changqing, saved all beings in the immortal realm, but you lost to these two people.

"I am the one who lost to you!"

Qin Xuan suddenly smiled, as he suffered, thirty-two thousand realms rose up into the sky.

In the source, the secret desires of the nine ancient emperors must move together.

Ragged in white clothes and dancing with ink and hair, his eyes moved, falling on the proud and wildly smiling Prisoner God Ancestor.

"Your brother Cangqing is not here, but I, Qin Changqing, is here."

"I'll report this grudge!"

He was talking, his voice was like winter snow, and his words were like cold rivers.
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