Reborn Holy Emperor Supreme

Chapter 35
The Patriarch of the Minshan Sword Sect that Bei Qiufeng sacrificed was also the practitioner who used this palm power, and his strength far surpassed that of the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster.

It stands to reason that according to the cultivation realm of the Minshan Sword Sect Patriarch, he has already transcended this world.

Because of the rules of this world, it is simply impossible to bear the existence of such practitioners.

Perhaps, this patriarch of the Minshan Sword Sect has something to do with the severance of the road to ascension.

"Since you have come and accepted the sacrifice from your junior disciple, then stay here for now!" Qin Lang said softly with a flash of his eyes.

Suddenly, the entire sword room was shrouded in a layer of terrifying coercion, and the ancient Qingchi sword in Qin Lang's hand flashed a blue shadow.

Sword intent overflowed, like a storm, set off in the sword room.

Countless divine weapons were trembling, as if they had received some kind of call and guidance, and wanted to break free from the shackles of the prohibition.

Except for Bei Qiufeng who was offering sacrifices, all the other strong men were unable to open their eyes because of this sword intent.

Han Bingyu and the others kept retreating. At the end, their backs were already pressed against the wall, and they couldn't take a step back.

The fierce sword intent smashed horizontally and horizontally, and countless sword marks appeared on the wall and the ground.

"I didn't expect Qin Lang to be so powerful. Isn't he a young master? Is this the power of a master?"

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing were horrified and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Qin Lang dared to fight against the patriarch of the Minshan Sword Sect!
"Hey, there are such strong people? But it seems that it is not enough to keep me!" The voice of the founder of Minshan Sword Sect resounded in the sword room.

A pale yellow qi permeated the entire sword room, trying to forcefully suppress the divine soldiers who were about to break free.

The patriarch of the Minshan Sword Sect has only one purpose for coming here this time, which is to get a sacrifice, and then temporarily pour power into a part of the sacrificer.

Other than that, he couldn't ask about other things.

"Isn't it enough?" Qin Lang frowned slightly, and said lightly, "A sword dances like a wind and thunder!"

A sword formula came out lightly, like a fairy singing a cappella among the clouds.

The sword formula in Qin Lang's mouth was like a thunderclap, resounding in the ears of the ancestor of Minshan Sword Sect.

The spiritual sense of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect was constantly weakening, and at the same time, the power instilled in Bei Qiufeng's body was also much less.

A tyrannical sword intent seemed to tear through the space, suddenly appeared in the sword room, and stretched across the sky.

This sword intent contains the supreme principle, including the will to dominate everything and seize life and death.

This sword, if not for Qin Lang's deliberate suppression, would be enough to annihilate the space.

At the beginning, Qin Lang pushed the universe across the universe as a holy emperor, coercing all races, and this sword killed too many strong people.

Among them there are many powerful saints.

This sword comes from the first sword of the Nine Swords of God.

It's just that, with Qin Lang's current cultivation level, he can't fully activate this sword. What he can use is just a simplified version of the first sword of the Nine Swords of God.

Even the simplified version of the first sword of Shenji Nine Swords is beyond Shui Lanxing's current cognition.

This sword lay across the sword room, and the tyrannical sword intent directly destroyed the connection between the founder of the Minshan Sword Sect and this divine sense.

"Boy, you dare to cut off the connection between me and this deity, do you know what you are doing?" This divine thought floated over the sword room. Although the connection with the deity was severed, after all, he had the consciousness of independent thinking.

If the divine mind is cut off from the deity, the infusion of power will naturally stop.

At this time, Bei Qiufeng spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and sat down on the ground with a listless expression.

At the price of ten years of life, in the end he only received part of the infusion of power, and his cultivation realm is only at the beginning stage of the master of the heavenly realm.

However, Bei Qiufeng's Heaven Realm Grandmaster realm can only withstand a quarter of an hour.

After a quarter of an hour, he will fall to the middle level of the realm.

Qin Lang looked at the vague and illusory divine thoughts, and said lightly: "Even if your deity comes, I will not be afraid of you, let alone a mere divine thought, I want to know something, so you Need to stay."

"Bold, you want to ask my deity some things, but you still don't treat each other with courtesy. Didn't the people in your school teach you etiquette?" said the spirit of the patriarch of Minshan Sword Sect coldly.

"You talk too much!" Qin Lang said calmly, and when he waved his hand, a suction force emerged from his palm.

"I don't need you to answer what I want to know, I will find it myself!"

"You dare to treat me like this, I will definitely not let you go!" The spiritual sense of the Patriarch of Minshan Sword Sect screamed, and was sucked into Qin Lang's palm by that suction.

The spiritual sense of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect disappeared, and the pale yellow true energy that suppressed the divine soldiers also disappeared.

Wan Jian stopped trembling and regained his tranquility.

At this moment, the sword qi and sword intent criss-crossing in the sword room disappeared out of thin air.

The ancient sword of Qing Chi returns to its sheath.

Everything in the sword room returned to calm, only a few corpses remained on the ground.

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing just watched Qin Lang's shocking sword cut the connection between the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect and the divine sense.

This kind of means, and the power of the sword just now, the two of them have only seen in their lives.

Only then did they know that Qin Lang's methods emerged endlessly, and confronting him was tantamount to courting death, and the doubts of belonging in the hearts of the moment also dissipated.

Qin Lang held the spiritual sense in his palm, then closed his eyes, and trapped the spiritual sense of the founder of Minshan Sword Sect in the deep corner of his mind.

The matter here is not over yet, because there are still thousands of magic weapons in the sword room, and Bei Qiufeng is still alive!
At this time, Bei Qiufeng's hatred for Qin Lang was enough to kill Qin Lang countless times.

Lost ten years of life for no reason, whoever it is, feels extremely uncomfortable, not to mention that the instillation of strength has not been completed.

"Qin Lang, do you want to kill me now? Hehe, although my sacrifice is only half done, but I have the power of the first-level master of the heavenly realm at this time. As long as I want to leave, no one here can stop me I.

You killed my elder of the Minshan Sword Sect, and cut off the spiritual sense of the patriarch of our sect. You have committed a heinous crime. I will report it to the suzerain after I go out, and no one will be able to save you at that time.

And you Han Bingyu, if you just obeyed me before, you still want to kill me. After I go out, your master Zhang Laofu will not be able to save you.

And the two of you, with mere land cultivation, dare to disobey the Minshan Sword Sect, and even want to kill me, I will let you two be crushed, and you will be wiped out."

The faces of Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing were a little gloomy and gloomy. It had to be said that if Bei Qiufeng really escaped, then they would face the wrath of Minshan Sword Sect next.

How could a mere land cultivation be able to withstand the revenge of the Minshan Sword Sect?

Because they are casual cultivators, there is no powerful force behind them, even if they have some friends occasionally, it is still useless.

Because a Heaven Realm Grandmaster wants to escape, I'm afraid no one can stop him.

This has nothing to do with fighting for life!

The faces of the two were ashen and dejected. The matter had come to this point, and it was beyond their control.

"Are you finished?"

At this time, Qin Lang said lightly.

"what?"

Bei Qiufeng was talking vigorously, when suddenly there was a sound, as if he was a little confused.

"After finishing speaking, you can die! You really regard yourself as a character!" Qin Lang said coldly.

He slapped his palm in the air, and the powerful palm force fell on Bei Qiufeng's head.

(End of this chapter)