First Son-in-law

The eight sages are all.

Guard all directions separately.

They are sacred and magnificent.

It's just that the black and red doom is tight on the top of the head, which is particularly conspicuous.

"Little friend, are you not our Qianyuan monk?" The Great Sage Guishou smiled, looking kind, but in fact a cruel, cold-blooded saint.

"Yes!"

Qin Li said lightly.

He was trying to hide his identity.

"Could it be from the Buddha's world."

"That is the Primordial power, which has witnessed the rise and fall of the Three Emperors."

"According to legend, the bliss Xitian who entrenched the Buddhist realm, and had 28 Buddha emperors, is even more exaggerated than the feathered fairyland."

Yuanzheng exclaimed: "Could it be that he is the son of Xitian Buddha, or the disciple of the Buddha Emperor of Lingshan, so that it is so shocking to the world, and it can be explained."

The exclamation continued.

"It turns out to be an outsider Buddha!"

"That's not a member of the golden age."

All Tianjiao became active, and they all gave excuses:

"After all, it's bliss, we can't match it, it's normal!"

Qin Li smiled without saying a word.

He still cares more about the catastrophe.

The eighth calamity has begun, and the birth of Zhou Tian's Lei Bing has been completed.

Three hundred and sixty-five statues, brilliant amethysts, and humanoid thunder spirits were born, all masters of weapons, with powerful tricks.

"Hidden!"

The red elephant saint relies on the old and sells the old:

"In the beginning, the fairy sword does not belong to you, please return it."

Qin Li shook his head: "Xianjian recognizes me as the master, so what can I do with you!"

Saint Mo Lin snorted coldly: "This is our Qianyuan treasure. It is not your turn to be controlled by an outsider. You can return it quickly, otherwise..."

He did not finish.

But the eight saints showed bad eyesight.

Pressing on step by step, Shengwei brewing, the threat could not be more obvious.

Qin Hao and Qin Taxue turned pale. They thought that the saint had no desires and desires, but they did not expect to practice their identity for the sake of the fairy sword.

Qin Li calmly.

Back in the time of the patina plague.

He understands the nature of these people.

"Why is the Great Sage Jiuxuan not present?"

Gui Shou Dasheng shook his head: "He pretends to be noble and independent."

The red elephant sage ridiculed: "The **** is noble, and the moment he drank the blood of the immortal, he had already gone astray, and he wanted to repent."

Qin Li suddenly felt that the Great Sage of the Nine Profounds had kind thoughts in his heart, but unfortunately the situation forced him to take the wrong path. When he woke up, he had no chance to repent.

There is no need to pity, this is his retribution.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The red elephant saint is impatient:

"If you don't hand over the fairy sword, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Qin Li couldn't help sighing: "As a sage of Qianyuan, but self-willing to fall, how do you face the ancient emperor and the sages?"

The red elephant saint laughed loudly and said: "The emperor has passed away long ago..."

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

It came too suddenly.

Everyone looked sideways.

A crack appeared on the Fifty Emperor Monument.

The cracks continued to expand, and eventually the emperor stele fell apart.

"The emperor monument is broken!"

"Am I wrong!"

"This is the relic of Emperor Qianyuan!"

"Standing for countless years, blessed by the emperors!"

Monk Qianyuan is going crazy. This is a supreme god, and it is of great significance. Now it is broken and it is a big evil omen.

Some monks speculated: "Could it be that the Eight Sages are really shameless, causing the emperor to appear, shatter the emperor stele, and make it angry."

"nonsense!"

The eight saints are angry.

They can't bear this kind of infamy.

"When I wait for Qianyuan to serve, how can I anger the ancestors?"

"It must be this kid who moved his hands and feet!"

"I'm going to hack him alive!"

boom!

Sun Wei burst.

The eight saints were furious.

Each showed off their killing intent, shaking the world.

Even if suppressed by the merit system, it still surpasses the king.

All kinds of Shengwei filled the void, imprisoning Qin Li in it, wanting to crush it.

"Hey!"

Qin Li sighed.

I saw Zhou Tian Lei Bing when I looked up:

"I don't have time to pay attention to you, but let the ancestors teach."

"Your kid is full of nonsense."

The red elephant saint killed out.

Qin Li held a sword.

call out!

Cut it down.

There is no law of fairy light.

There is no chaotic killing opportunity.

Only the mighty emperor swept out.

The forty-nine emperor's phantom appeared unexpectedly.

They are all peerless figures who hold the sun and the moon in their hands and have power over Qianyuan.

Emperor Qianyuan, Emperor Kunpeng, Emperor Taiyi, Emperor Taixuan, Emperor Peacock, Emperor Chunyang, Emperor Chunyin, Emperor Yuxu...

"How can it be?"

"How did he do it!"

"You can even call the Great Heroic Spirit!"

The Eight Sages were so frightened that they almost knelt down.

The Great Sage of Tortoise Shou had a deep concentration, calmed down the shock, and saw the doorway:

"I understand, the immortal sword has absorbed the imprint of the emperor stele. From then on, the immortal sword in the early days is the emperor stele, and can call the emperor's phantom to fight."

He was right.

But the real reason is that Qin Li once obtained the mark of the Forty-Nine Emperor and injected it into the fairy sword.

As a result, the sword was inserted into the emperor monument for twenty-eight years, and the same origin attracted each other, and it grew to one piece.

"Grab this sword!"

"Never allow it to be taken away!"

The eight saints are crazy and want to seize the sword.

But the forty-nine emperor's shadow, fierce fighting force, suppressed them.

"Play slowly, wait until I get through the Eight Tribulations, and then teach you." Qin Li stepped into the air and went straight to the cloud.

Rumble!

Zhou Tian Lei Bing landed.

Synthesize the formation and turn it into a winch.

Qin Li was very familiar with it, and swung his sword to break thunder soldiers.

Compared to last time, he is more calm, coming and going like wind.

Walking in the idle courtyard, ten pawns were broken in succession, and their innate thunder patterns were absorbed.

Without much effort, three hundred and sixty-five soldiers were all broken, turned into thunder patterns, and merged into Qin Li's body.

"Fairy body!"

Qin Li realized it carefully.

His physique surpassed his predecessor.

In the flesh and blood, a huge amount of immortal energy is bred.

Even if ten bottles of immortal blood shed, it has no effect.

"No, it's just a quantitative change, not a qualitative change, and it doesn't surpass the fairy body."

Qin Li narrowed his eyes. He polished for twenty-eight years, and if he wanted to surpass the immortal body, he seemed to have to survive a catastrophe, looking forward to sublimation.

"hateful!"

The red elephant saint roared.

"Boy, you forced me to do this!"

He was vomited blood by the emperor and forced to take out a crystal.

Inside, a drop of immortal blood was sealed, and it seemed that he hadn't finished drinking it back then, and there was still a lot of it left as a follow-up.

"This is the blood of Huashen, possessing the power to change fate against the sky, and it can save me from the restriction of the merit system for a short time!" The red elephant saint swallowed the blood, and the surface of the body was surrounded by strands of good fortune.

Suddenly.

Untie the shackles of merit.

The equatorial road fruit pours fierce Shengwei.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed away from the encirclement of dozens of emperor shadows.

"Taoist from the other side, if you can't reach the other side, you should die in Qianyuan!"

"Red Elephant Peak Cloud Sword!"

call out!

The sacred objects were sacrificed.

Turned into a red long rainbow.

The blazing edge is enough to smash the big star.

Instantly pierced through the void of three thousand miles, to cut off the enemy's head.

clang!

There was a roar.

Like a holy bell ringing.

Qin Li crossed his sword, struggling to block.

Steadily block the Red Elephant Peak Cloud Sword without any damage.

"Impossible, I am a saint now!" The red elephant saint was in an uproar.

"The saint is only one heavy."

Qin Li smiled.

The sky fell petals.

Activate the second magical power, and the combat power skyrocketed.

He has broken the limit of the king and is approaching the realm of saints.

and.

The fairy sword surpasses the sacred artifact.

Burst out of chaos and murder, struggling to cut.

Click!

There was a crisp sound.

The Holy Sword cut off on the spot.

The stigmata is broken, almost half-remaining.

"Puff--" The red elephant saint suffered heavy losses.

A mouthful of holy blood spewed out, piping hot and hot, setting off thousands of miles of flames.

"My sword! My holy sword!"

"Care about yourself!"

Qin Li's eyes were full of cold killing intent.

This guy caused too much unhappiness for himself.

Before the strength was not enough, Qian Yuan was chaotic, and he has not vacated his hands.

Keng!

Sword Yin at the beginning.

Show his killing intent.

"What do you want to do?"

The red elephant saint flees in fright.

"A murderer, people will kill him, die!"

Qin Li held the immortal sword and slammed down in angrily.

Want to kill the red elephant.

"stop!"

Gui Shou Dasheng rescue field.

Offering tortoise shell, absolute defense.

This is the great holy weapon for his life.

"We don't want the Fairy Sword, how can we settle things down?"

Qin Li laughed:

"Repent now, it's too late!"

"With you old bastard, you are also worthy to stop me!"

"Three thousand with one sword!"

boom!

Immortal sword pressed down.

As if the world collapsed in an instant.

It contains Shiwei power, enough to cut the law and tear Xiaoqian apart.

Even if it is a holy king artifact, naturally the Dao Bell will leave a sword mark. This broken tortoise shell is just a big holy artifact, how can it be resisted?

boom! ! !

Click! Click!

The sound of a devastating explosion.

The sacred tortoise shell suddenly shattered into eight pieces.

Chaos murderous intent poured out, wiped out the stigmata, and completely destroyed this supreme treasure.

"Do not--"

The Great Sage Turtle Shou cried out in pain.

Bleeding the sky, the mind recoiled, shocked the spectators from all directions.

This piece of sky was stained with tragic blue, and the essence of transpiration reflected Qin Li's fierceness, which seemed to destroy the world.