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Chapter 704 Is it a useless person? (Chapter 8)
An old and domineering voice came from the Nether Palace, like thunder rolling from the sky.

This voice is full of anger, full of resentment!

And when the sound sounded, the same palm surrounded by black mist appeared from above the palace. This palm was one size bigger than the giant palm of the immortal, sweeping the strongest offensive in the world!

From time to time, the sound of space tearing or explosions can be heard in the air.

boom--

The two palms collided, making a dull impact sound that shook the ground all day long, and the giant palm of the immortal collapsed instantly.

"you……"

In the vortex of the clouds in the sky, there was a sound of shock and anger.

"Immortal, get out!!"

The old and angry voice sounded again: "This is the holy world, immortals are not allowed to enter!!"

"Hey, it's a big joke that the people of the demon world dare to pretend to be saints. They destroyed you old things who called themselves saints 600 years ago, and a mere remnant soul dared to appear at this time. It's really brave ..."

In the vortex, there was a mocking sound.

Although he was mocking, his voice gradually faded away, obviously he was a little apprehensive.

Soon, the vortex in the clouds gradually disappeared, the dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the sky returned to its previous peace and clarity.

And the huge palm surrounded by black mist returned to the Nether Palace, and quietly fell silent. If they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes just now, it would be hard for people to imagine the shocking battle between immortals and demons.

Everyone's heads were roaring, apparently they hadn't recovered from the battle between immortals and demons just now.

This is the real dialogue of the strong!
"Please immortal, get out!"

The old man's voice sounded again: "If you dare to take another step into the holy world in the future, you will be punished and fall into the nine levels of purgatory!"

Elder Long's face was horrified and pale, and beads of sweat dripped down.

He didn't expect that the immortal who had spent half his life cultivating and recruiting would provoke the venerable from the demon world, and he felt very timid in his heart.

Hearing the other party's words, he immediately got up, cupped his hands and said, "I'm stupid for the next moment, and I hope the venerable forgives my sins. I will leave now."

Although they, the ancient martial arts world, disdain the people of the demon race, they will still be scared out of their wits when they meet a real strong man.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, his voice gradually faded away, and he must have left as well.

Elder Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, heaved a long sigh of relief, looked up at Qin Yang who was lying on the ground not far away, almost drenched in blood, hatred flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to go forward and kill Qin Yang, but he looked at Nether Palace, afraid that the old man would change his mind and come back to kill him. After all, the demons are capricious, who knows if he will change his mind in the next second.

After hesitating for a while, Elder Long lifted Ying Zhiyue on his back, then took the severed arm on the ground, and rushed towards the distance.

When he walked halfway, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned his head and said to the monks: "Qin Yang's spiritual root has been destroyed, he has become a disabled person, and he will never recover from it. I heard that he has many magic weapons..."

Elder Long stopped speaking in the middle of his sentence. He taunted Qin Yang who was on the ground, turned his head and hurried away, blinking his eyes and disappearing.

Qin Yang is gone! !
Hearing Elder Long's words, all the monks widened their eyes and set off turbulent waves in their hearts.

You must know that since Qin Yang appeared in the ancient martial arts world, he has repeatedly created countless myths. His ten heavenly spiritual roots have already made him the number one genius who has never been seen before in the ancient martial arts world.

But now these ten spiritual roots have been destroyed?
This result was probably not expected by anyone.

Sympathy, regret, indifference, ridicule, snickering...

Everyone's eyes fell on Qin Yang who was on the ground, with an inexplicable meaning, especially after hearing Elder Long's last words, the eyes were a little more greedy.

"Brother Qin!!"

Tong Lele ran over with a crying voice, looked at Qin Yang, who was covered in blood and remained motionless, her crystal eyes rolled down, and fell on Qin Yang, crying: "Brother Qin, are you okay, are you okay?" Don't scare me, Brother Qin..."

Leng Ruoxi's beautiful eyes widened, and she covered her red lips, as if she couldn't believe that the man who was fearless, domineering and arrogant at all times, became a useless person at this moment!
Tears slipped down and fell into my mouth, salty, bitter...

"Qin Yang, you are fine, I will definitely save you, you are fine, what will happen to Yutong if something happens to you..."

Leng Ruoxi grabbed Qin Yang's icy hand, her voice trembling.

And Lu Rushuang was also heartbroken, squatting beside Qin Yang, momentarily at a loss, fingers gently caressing Qin Yang's cold cheeks, her eyes were also red with tears glistening.

"how could this be……"

girl puzzled.

The man in front of him is a genius who is once in ten thousand years, and his future will surely make countless people look up to him.But it was all ruined, all gone.

Li Xiangxuan, who was standing not far away, had no expression on her face, but tightly clenched her fists, and the sharp nails pierced her in pain.

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

Looking at Qin Yang who looked like a corpse on the ground, her mind was blank and her heart was at a loss.

In order to tie up Qin Yang's thigh, she bet everything on herself, including her own body. She saw that she was about to succeed and had a bright future, but God made such a joke.

"Crap! Scrap!"

These two words were always circling in Li Xiangxuan's mind, as if reminding him of something.

"Qin Yang has become a waste, do you want to continue to follow him?"

At some point, her cousin Wang Boquan came to her side, sighed, and spoke quietly.

Li Xiangxuan's beautiful eyes were dark, and her beautiful face was icy cold. After a long time, she gently pulled out a cold arc, and murmured: "What do you think?"

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Qin Yang didn't pass out, he was just too tired to open his eyes.

The bones of his whole body were shattered, and all ten spiritual roots were destroyed. This kind of injury was the most serious injury he had ever suffered. He almost met the King of Hades just a little bit, which was also fatal.

"Xiaomeng, let the system help me recover from my injury."

Qin Yang said in his heart.

"Good host."

"and many more!"

Qin Yang suddenly opened his mouth, thought for a while, and said softly: "Let the system activate the 'archive function' to restore my injuries, as well as my spiritual root and strength!"

The archive function is a function that Qin Yang unlocked when he upgraded the system in the forbidden area of ​​the Ning family.

In order to save Mu Sixue, when Qin Yang first used the "God Killing Style" to fight against that elder, his dantian was broken and his whole body's power was blocked. Finally, he relied on the restoration of the save function.

Because the system is storing his status all the time, Qin Yang can load the status of a certain stage at any time, but the amount of wealth coins paid is relatively expensive.

So when Qin Yang learned that his spiritual root had been destroyed, he was not worried at all.

Turn it on, worry about Mao!

"Master, in view of your current serious injury, the system needs to spend 80 wealth coins to fully load the previous health status. Do you want to load it?"

Xiaomeng said.

"Yes."

Qin Yang said.

Wealth coin is a small meaning, let's restore the strength first, lest those women cry like they are crying their graves.

"Ding, the system starts loading, remaining time: 10 minutes."

(End of this chapter)