Chapter 150;
The young man who rushed out of the ruins was covered with shawls and bruises all over his body.

He and Xia Changqing are in the same realm, and it would be fine if Xia Changqing used the power of the chaotic double pupil.

But with just one blow, he was ruthlessly suppressed to the depths of the earth.

"Bastard...I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

The unprecedented sense of humiliation overwhelmed Sheng Qianjiao's rationality, he formed seals with one hand, and formed a formula with the other, the mana in his body rushed out unreservedly, covering the sky in all directions.

"Da Luo's one hundred thousand seals!"

A series of sacred seals filled with dense mist and shimmering with fierce golden light shined out of the world.

A total of one hundred thousand dharma seals are covered in Zhou Tianyu, like stars, sun and moon, each of which is beating with ancient runes that are as dazzling as lightning, and each of them contains astonishing destructive power.

Layer upon layer, they smashed towards Xia Changqing, covering the sun and the sky, and the scene was horrifying.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should come from the secret art of killing in the ancient scriptures of the Great Emperor of the Saint Race."

"The Ancient Immortal Blood Clan is high above, overlooking the ancient times. The Saint Clan possesses more than one ancient scripture of the Great Emperor. Sheng Qianjiao must have other invincible methods."

"The power of this blow is astonishing. It's time for Prince Daxia to use the power of the chaotic pupils."

……

Dong dong dong

wheeze

The endless bombardment of French seals created terrifying waves that reverberated between heaven and earth for half a cup of tea.

When the dust wave dissipated, a figure stood upright, unharmed, and came into everyone's eyes.

"how is this possible!"

Sheng Qianjiao trembled in disbelief.

What he displayed was the peerless method recorded in the ancient scriptures of the Great Emperor of the Saint Race, and it was also the most invincible and invincible method in his body.

Xia Changqing endured his blow without moving, and he was still unscathed. How terrifying is this physical body?
"He must have used an ancient treasure to protect his body!"

Sheng Qianjiao, who was thinking like this, sacrificed a heavy treasure and blasted at Xia Changqing.

"Let's stop here, the prince has no time to mess around with you."

Xia Changqing punched out with a punch, the pounding energy and blood, the mighty mana, directly knocked out that heavy treasure.

Crowd: ? ? ?
The heavy treasure thrown by Sheng Qianjiao was at least a top-quality ancient treasure. Even if it couldn't recover all its power, Xia Changqing blasted that heavy treasure away with just one punch, and even made it lose its luster.

How ferocious and majestic is this?
Some giants of the holy way have already seen the clues!

"Sanctification of the flesh? Inviolability of all laws?"

"In ancient times, there was an invincible physical cultivation. If you don't practice mana and primordial spirit, you can shake the world with your physical body alone. I am the only one! The quality of the physical body of the Great Xia Prince has reached the taboo realm of physical sanctification."

"A monstrosity? He's only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he has tempered his physical body to become a saint? Add to that a pair of chaotic double pupils, hiss! Terrifying! This child has the appearance of becoming a fairy!"

"Seeing the leopard at a glance, from this point of view, it is not arrogant for him not to take that holy invincibility into account! He was sanctified in the flesh at a young age, and he has double pupils of chaos. In terms of fundamental potential, he is enough to be the only one in the world. .”

……

There were endless voices of amazement.

Several old monsters of the Saint Clan looked at each other in blank dismay, with murderous intent rising deep in their eyes.

Sheng Qianjiao, who sacrificed a heavy treasure and was blown away by Xia Changqing's punch, finally realized that Xia Changqing used his invulnerable body to counteract his attack.

The opponent's ability to blow away the heavy treasure he sacrificed with one punch is enough to prove that Xia Changqing's resplendent body, which towers above heaven and earth, is more indestructible than a magic weapon.

Buzz

The Heavenly Emperor's sword was born.

Xia Changqing sent out a dragon of chaotic sword energy that pierced through the sky and swept through the wind and clouds.

It contains the esoteric meaning of "Sword of Calming Chaos", which has the most powerful power to pacify all disasters in the world.



Blood splattered.

Accompanied by a deep mourning sound, a blood gushing wound appeared outside Sheng Qianjiao's body.

He dragged his wounded body back.

This battle is about the dignity of the saints and his own pride, at least it must cause some harm to Xia Changqing.

Evacuating all of his strength, Sheng Qianjiao hysterically delivered a devastating blow.

The ground, water, wind and fire are in chaos, the yin and yang are boiling, and the whole world reflected by the red clouds and auspicious colors is in a misty ups and downs.

"You are too weak."

Xia Changqing only said these four words, and nine chaotic sword energy dragons slashed out.

Upward strike Jiutian strike Jiuyou, as if to cut off the cause and effect of the world to destroy Sheng Qianjiao's last offensive.

The remaining prestige remained undiminished, and the nine collapsed chaotic sword energy dragons rushed towards Sheng Qianjiao as one, intending to obliterate the opponent into ashes.

"No!"

Sheng Qianjiao, who couldn't dodge at all, had his pupils wide open and his face was ashen.

At the very moment, an old man of the holy clan with a murderous face and a stooped figure stood in front of Sheng Qianjiao with a gloomy look.

With a wave of his big hand, he wiped out the chaotic sword energy dragon, and then shot Xia Changqing with a blazing beam of light, shouting, "You are so cruel and ruthless at such a young age, I can't keep you!"

Xia Changqing snorted and wrote down the appearance of this old dog.

The fight was initiated by the Saints first.

Now that Sheng Qianjiao was defeated, Xia Changqing killed the other party as a matter of course, but this old dog jumped out and barked and bit people, it was really ridiculous.

"Can you hurt my son too!"

Empress Da Xia stood in front of Xia Changqing as she should, and said mockingly: "Who was it that warned me not to get involved in the fights among the juniors? Old guy, have you forgotten all about it so quickly?"

Several old monsters of the Saint Race came out one after another, locking on Empress Daxia unkindly:

"We said that you shouldn't get involved in the fights between juniors, but this confrontation, at the end of the day, he recruited people to death. Is the middle reaches of the wasteland also a place where he can be presumptuous?"

"The ancient tomb of the great emperor is the good fortune of my middle reaches of the barren land. It is the utmost benevolence of my holy clan to allow you the Great Xia Dynasty to stay here. You, Prince Daxia, listen to me clearly. If you are sensible, please kneel down and apologize! Otherwise! You can't go."

Not to mention that Xia Changqing felt that the old monsters of the Saint Clan were shameless.

Some monks present in the middle of the wilderness were about to vomit.

But the world is like this, the saint clan is the ancient immortal blood clan, the super overlord who dominates the middle reaches of the wasteland, this is enough.

"This prince has never kowtowed to heaven and earth, nor worshiped ghosts and gods in this life. A few old dogs, with a few words, want this prince to bow his knees?"

Xia Changqing is not afraid of making things worse.

Empress Daxia has a firm expression, even if she is a mother, she will stand firmly by her child's side.

A beautiful figure came late, and stood beside Xia Changqing as firmly as Empress Daxia.

"Sorry for involving you too."

Xia Changqing gave a dry laugh, and took advantage of the situation to grab the girl's little hand.

Qinglian Saintess struggled symbolically twice, but did not break free.

The girl's palm was delicate and smooth, holding it like a piece of pure white nephrite.

Xia Changqing kneaded vigorously, which was similar to the feeling when pinching Xiaoxiao Xia's face.

Qinglian Saintess:? ? ?
Is it human?Grab it and grab it, what are you doing!

(End of this chapter)

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