The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Before the magic formation was smashed by Ji Void and others, Qin Xuan came to the battlefield of Zhuolu Plain to give the great witch Xingtian immortal will to the witch who had been decapitated by Ji Void. The god of war was resurrected.

When Xing Tian, ​​who lost his head but continued to fight with his indestructible will, cooperated with Ji Void and the Twelve Saints and others to fight against the Heavenly Slaughter Star, Qin Xuan used his own great means to shroud the entire Zhuolu battlefield under his own prohibition. , and then moved a Taishi chair from Penglai Immortal Island, sitting between heaven and earth, drinking freely and waiting for someone to come.

The Jiuli tribe fell, and Tianshaxing, who was the mastermind behind the scenes, had to personally urge the magic formation of resurrecting the dead to cause even greater chaos in the entire prehistoric wilderness. Therefore, as soon as the breath of the magic Dao appeared in the prehistoric wasteland, it immediately caused a stir. The vigilance of many mighty ones.

When Sanqing and other great powers from the Great Desolation came to Zhuolu Plain, they saw a handsome man in Taoist robe, sitting on the Taishi chair between heaven and earth, Shi Shiran waiting for them.

"This emperor thought that you would come soon, and this is all a glass of wine."

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Looking at the many people with ugly faces in front of him, Qin Xuan, who was sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, smiled slightly, and calmly picked up the white jade jug and poured himself a glass of wine.

Behind him, the power of magic and martial arts collided continuously on the entire Zhuolu Plain, causing the heaven and the earth to shake, but because of Qin Xuan's prohibition, he was stopped in the battlefield and could not spread to other places outside the Zhuolu Plain.

The whole Zhuolu seemed to be divided into another space by Qin Xuan, but Tiansha Xing and Ji Void, who were fighting on the battlefield, were not aware of it at all.

"I have seen the master of martial arts."

Lao Tzu, the head of the Three Qing Dynasty, led many powerful people, bowing to Qin Xuan with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Feeling that the aura of the devil's way, which is not allowed by the way of heaven, actually appeared in the prehistoric world, Sanqing, a direct disciple of Hongjun's ancestor, immediately led a group of powerful people who followed the way of heaven to Zhuolu, but they met before seeing the battlefield. Qin Xuan suddenly made Sanqing and other powerful people cry out in secret.

"I don't know what the master of martial arts is doing here?"

Lao Tzu asked Qin Xuan respectfully.

Qin Xuan held the wine glass and showed a smile:

"This emperor is here, naturally to enjoy the beauty of the prehistoric wilderness."

"..."

All the powerful people were speechless for a while. Although Lao Tzu still nodded with a smile on his face, his heart was full of scorn.

The breath of magic is so strong, it is obvious that people from the devil are invading, but you come to this place at this time to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and no one will believe it!

Because the character in front of him is the master of martial arts who can fight against both the Heavenly Dao and the Demon Ancestor Luohu, these powerful people who only have the status of saints naturally dare not provoke Qin Xuan, but everyone is very anxious, and they can't wait to push Qin Xuan away immediately. Zhuolu Plain.

"Ahem, please forgive me, the master of martial arts. Master felt that there was a demonic breath in the flood, so I ordered me to come to Zhuolu. It is to suppress the people who invaded the demon world. I also ask you, master of martial arts. Open the ban and let me wait in."

"You must know that the way of magic is not tolerated by the way of heaven, and it must be completely eradicated when it appears in the flood."

Seeing that Qin Xuan had no intention of giving way at all, Lao Tzu said his intentions straight to the point, and inadvertently moved out the names of his master Hongjun ancestor and Tiandao.

Qin Xuan raised his brows, looking at Lao Tzu who deliberately lowered his posture in front of him, a smile appeared on his face:

"It turns out that the saints didn't come here to enjoy the beauty of this prehistoric wilderness like this emperor."

"Exactly."

"What if this emperor does not allow it?"

"you……"

When the powerful people heard Qin Xuan's words, they raised their heads and looked at Qin Xuan with some surprise and anger, as if they didn't expect that the master of martial arts would actually stop them from suppressing the devil's way.

The way of magic is not tolerated by the way of heaven, and it is the most evil taboo in the prehistoric world. Except for the ancestor Kunpeng who fell into the way of magic in the war between human and monster and was recruited to the demon world by the demon ancestor Luohu, there is no one in the whole prehistoric who has the courage to touch the secret of the way of magic. , but now there is the aura of demons in the wild, the master of martial arts still wants to stop them, does it mean that the master of martial arts just hopes that there will be another existence in the wild that can fight against heaven?

"I hope that the master of martial arts understands that the power of the magic path can cause the entire prehistoric life to be ruined. For the sake of the world, we must go to suppress the people of the devil world, and never have future troubles."

"I don't need you."

Qin Xuan shook his head, poured his wine and sat on the Taishi chair again.

"There are naturally people in the demon world who will go to suppress it. Now you can just wait and see."

A Taishi chair hangs between the heaven and the earth, and Qin Xuan just sits on it casually, drinking his own wine leisurely, while the great powers in front of him who have reached the cultivation realm of saints can only look forward to it. Looking at it, there is nothing that can be done to Qin Xuan.

Listening to Qin Xuan's meaning, it is obvious that he does not want people from the Heavenly Dao camp to enter Zhuolu to suppress the people in the demon world. If Sanqing and other great powers in the prehistoric world want to force their way through, they will only be forcibly suppressed by Qin Xuan, which will not be worth the loss.

"Master of the Martial Dao, if the Devil Dao is lost to other places in the Great Desolation, these 870 sins will you..."

"This emperor advises you."

Before Lao Tzu could finish speaking, Qin Xuan suddenly stopped pouring wine and raised his head, his deep eyes stared directly at Lao Tzu, the leader of the Three Purities. Those eyes that were like a black hole that could seduce the souls of others suddenly made people who had already cultivated When the sage was complete, Lao Tzu froze in place.

A drop of cold sweat fell directly from Lao Tzu's face.

"This emperor advises you that secular affairs can be in your own hands, and don't forget who else exists above your head. Like Nuwa, you can concentrate on cultivating and seeking the way to become a saint."

"If you follow the Dao, your practice will be destroyed."

Sanqing, as the incarnation of Pangu Yuanshen, although worshipped under the seat of the ancestor Hongjun and became a member of the Heavenly Dao camp, Qin Xuan still warned that in order to pursue the Dao, the sage used the living beings of heaven and earth as guinea pigs. Such selfishness With ruthlessness, it is never possible to seek the truth.

As soon as the words came out, I immediately poured it down like a basin of cold water, like waking up from a dream.

"Thank you for the guidance of the master of martial arts."

Lao Tzu's face turned pale, and he bowed and saluted Qin Xuan in front of him. When all the saints saw that even Lao Tzu looked like this, they could only shut their mouths and stand aside, and glanced at the Zhuolu Plain, although they were anxious , but also helpless. ."

Chapter [-] The Unfinished Battle

On the Zhuolu Plain at this time, the billowing demonic energy turned into evil spirits and evil spirits and countless ferocious beasts were constantly surging between the heavens and the earth, making bursts of terrifying and shrill howls, turning the entire Zhuolu Plain into a purgatory.

Ji Kongkong held Xingtian's battle axe and directly split the body of Tianshaxing, until the demonic energy completely poured out from the body that was divided into two parts, and the corpse that turned into an empty shell fell directly from the sky. , it also turned into black fly ash at the moment when it hit the ground.

"Is this guy dead?"

The black magic realm dissipated, the twelve saints also restrained their golden blood, and the realm disappeared on the Zhuolu Plain.