First Son-in-law

"Master!"

"You are sanctified!"

Qin Taxue looked admired.

"Yes!" Qin Li didn't hide it.

"By the way, you are no longer Qianyuan, why are you here?"

Qin Taxue said, "My mother and uncle, come to attend grandpa's birthday banquet."

Demon Extinction was shocked, marveling at Qin Li's strength, and also delighted that his niece found a great backer: "Thank you for the help of fellow Daoist from the other side."

"Little thing!"

Qin Li waved his hand.

Show the fairy pupil, peek into the courtyard.

Seeing the haggard and enchanting demon, I couldn't help sighing.

Qin Nitian died on his behalf, this was a debt that was difficult to make up for in his heart.

"Master, something has happened." Qin Taxue suddenly remembered something and said anxiously: "Qin Hao came with me, but suddenly a mysterious black-robed man appeared and took him away. There was no news."

"what!"

Qin Li was shocked.

Pinching the cause and effect, infer the root cause.

Soon there was an answer, and I could not help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"It's okay, Qin Hao has a big chance, we will go find him now."

"it is good!"

Qin Taxue was pleased.

Following Qin Li, he left the magic palace.

Walking on the purple star, I saw a lot of excitement.

A large number of monks gathered here, all coming here admiringly, looking up to the magic power.

The Devil Emperor’s birthday banquet is not only a banquet, but also an auction, a treasure appraisal meeting, a Dao meeting, alchemy refining equipment competition, Tianjiao battle, secret exploration, and even a blind date.

Those who can come here are basically the giants of Nirvana, and the power of the magical power is much less. The kings who cross the robbery are even rarer. As for the saints, they hide the void and are like mortals, playing on the star of Ziwei.

In the ear!

All kinds of messy news came.

As soon as Qin Li's thoughts moved, he screened out important information.

"Hey! The plague is rampant in all major worlds now, and it can't be suppressed at all."

"It is said that the five emperors gathered together and secretly planned to capture Qianyuan Xiri."

"The Devil Emperor's Birthday Banquet is really a prosperous age. The great arrogances are gathered together. I also heard that an expert in the Confucian world has come to master the Fu Zilian, one of the ten lotus in the heavens.

"What's this? I saw a group of strange old people before, all of whom were disabled, walking around Ziwei Xing swaggeringly, and didn't know how to get in."

"What about the Dragon Realm? Hearing about the Hundred Saints War, the winner will soon be decided, and a new true dragon emperor will be born."

"Originally, the dust settled, and only the two sage kings were left to fight, but it was unexpected that a third sacred dragon suddenly appeared, forming a three-legged situation."

Qin Li listened quietly.

Qin Taxue was very good and followed behind.

It didn't take long for them to come to the Palace of Poetry and Wine.

It was transformed into a martial arts field and cast many iron and steel arenas.

There is also a list of potential dragons, dedicated to Nirvana Tianjiao, which is higher than the struggle.

On stage.

Talents from all walks of life gather.

But a magic repair force overwhelmed the audience.

Wearing a blood robe, he poured out killing sword energy.

"Too strong, that man actually won 999 games in a row."

"And he only has the seventh level of Nirvana, but he can easily overwhelm the nine levels of Nirvana."

"Isolate and ignorant, he is the Devil Blood God, the youngest son of the Second Highness Demon Slaughter, possesses the Divine Blood Eucharist, and was once praised by the Devil Emperor."

Qin Taxue doubted: "Master, what are we doing here."

Qin Li smiled and said, "Wait."

at this time.

Above the ring.

Devil blood is full of spirits:

"Looking around, there are no heroes, but you are all defeated at your feet!"

As soon as he said this, he was too arrogant, making the surrounding Tianjiao feel uncomfortable, but he was afraid of his strength and did not dare to refute it.

"Smug, be careful to stumble."

A joke came.

call out!

Escape to the ground.

Ichiyo Lang took the stage.

It was Qin Hao who carried the sword on his back.

Now the six levels of Nirvana, the progress is extremely fast.

Qin Taxue was excited, wanted to go over, and asked about the situation.

Qin Li grabbed her and said with a smile: "Let's take a look at his growth."

"Nobody!"

The Devil Blood God didn't bother to bother about it.

Nirvana is only sixfold, and it can be killed with a finger.

Therefore, he raised his hand to play a slaughter sword qi, wanting to be the first.

"Is that so?" Qin Hao calmly drew out the Shaoyang sword, tearing his sword aura.

"The weapon is good, but the repair base is too weak."

"Thousands of miles to kill Ningyun!"

The Devil Blood God broke out.

boom!

The killing sword is overflowing.

It turned into a **** red cloud, filled with evil spirits.

Covered down, like the sky collapsed, crushing mountains, rocks and vegetation.

"Water and fire cut dragons!" Qin Hao drew out his sword, offering a killer move.

Thanks to innate magical powers, he is compatible with the power of water and fire, using a sword as a carrier, to split a red and blue trace, tearing the cloud of blood, fierce and unstoppable.

"kill!"

Qin Hao took the opportunity to stand up.

A step across a thousand feet, approaching the enemy.

The Shaoyin Sword and Shaoyang Sword have nurtured the spirit pattern divinity.

Together, they chopped off the head of the Devil Blood God in an instant.

"But so!" Qin Hao said.

"Hey!"

The Devil Blood God sneered:

"You underestimate the power of the Eucharist."

His body turned into a cloud of blood, gathering and dispersing impermanence.

This is one of the special characteristics of the blood sacred body, possessing the characteristics of an immortal body.

"Become my nourishment!" The Devil Blood God's palm turned into a sharp sword, slashing down, fierce and superb.

Qin Hao subconsciously slashed his sword.

Pouch!

There was a crisp sound.

The blood sword is like water, unable to resist.

Passing directly through Shaoyin Dao, Qin Hao's chest was broken.

"not good!"

Qin Hao was shocked.

Dodge hurriedly to retreat.

Nirvana's vitality is very powerful.

After taking some pills, he quickly healed the wound.

"You have already lost!" The Demon Blood God licked Qin Hao's blood.

"Let you see my innate supernatural powers!"

"Blood Source Breaking Soul Curse!"

Snapped!

A snap of your fingers.

Qin Hao's chest crackled.

The heart bursts, and the pain is overwhelming.

"That's bad!" Qin Hao was sweating coldly.

Bang bang ......

The Devil Blood God snapped his fingers one after another.

Qin Hao's internal organs burst open one after another.

He did this deliberately, just to torture the enemy.

"It's terrible! Is this the curse of the innate supernatural power level?"

"The Devil Blood God is too cruel, as expected, if there is a father, there must be a son!"

Qin Taxue was anxious: "Master, let's go save people!"

"It's okay!"

Qin Li was extremely calm.

On the ring, Qin Hao was covered in blood.

"It's really boring, one last thing, shatter your brain!"

Snapped!

Devil Blood God snaps his fingers.

However, nothing happened.

"What's the matter?" The Devil Blood God felt something wrong.

Qin Hao smiled sensibly, "Now, it's my turn to play at home!"

Suddenly.

His breath changed drastically.

Bloody magic power is flowing all over.

Swallowed an innate golden pill and restored it to its original state.

"Just a thousand mountains, softness is a thousand waves!" Qin Hao broke out.

The sword is vertical and horizontal, carrying through the strength of rigidity and softness, playing the **** magic power of Taotao, sweeping three thousand miles in an instant, stirring thousands of miles of clouds.

"what!"

The Devil Blood God fought hard to resist.

But found that the killing sword qi was restrained.

"You lost!" Qin Hao approached easily, cutting down with the sword.

"I have said, I am an immortal body!" The devil blood turned into a ball of blood.

Tear!

Split down.

Cut off the mark of the Holy Physique.

"how so……"

The Devil Blood God cut off and fell to the ground.

Even the Eucharist couldn't save him, so that his intestines ran out all over the place.

See here.

The monk exclaimed.

"This mysterious young man won."

"Nirvana Sixth Layer, first in the Slaying Qianjiao list."

"It's terrible, that pair of swords seems to restrain the Holy Spirit."

Qin Taxue was also puzzled: "Master, Junior Brother, this is the case, why has it suddenly become stronger? Since there are such methods, why don't you show it in advance, and only sacrifice after being ravaged?"

Qin Li smiled and said: "If I didn't guess wrong, Qin Hao has learned one of the nine supreme arts in the legend, "Magic Art of Wanjie"."

"This is a thaumaturgy that can absorb the opponent's strength and evolve the power of restraint. Therefore, after being beaten, it will be crushed in all directions."

Qin Taxue's mouth was wide open, there are such strange methods in the world.

suddenly.

A chill came.

One hundred thousand miles of clear sky was filled with blood clouds.

There was also the Scarlet Blood God Thunder, and there were blood flowers falling across the sky.

"What a ruthless method, I dare to hurt my son seriously!" Demon killing came.

He broke an arm and was already angry in his heart, but now his son was wounded and his anger became more angry, so he came to the martial arts field.

Between breaths.

The weather changes and distorts the sky.

A strand of Shengwei crushed the steel ring.

Qin Hao was in a desperate situation and gritted his teeth unyieldingly: "The devil's blood **** is cruel, I just give a lesson."

"So courageous!"

Demon killing is even more angry.

In the eyes, magic light blooms.

To crush Qin Hao's bones, let him kneel to death on the spot.

Qin Taxue was as anxious as a hot pot ant: "Master, you quickly save Junior Brother."

"It's okay!"

Qin Li waved his hand.

Still calm and breezy.

He didn't mean to save people in the slightest.

Just watching his son quietly, under the oppression of the saint.