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Chapter 1010 The storm is coming

The calm starry sky was once again stirred by a violent news.

Emperor Qin Tian’s subordinates angrily killed the sword-crazy clone!

At that time, the aura of the two saints alarmed many creatures in the distance, and their conversation did not deliberately lower their voices. Even if the creatures did not get close, they could still hear them from afar.

Once the news came out, it was quickly spread by countless forces. How many creatures were there in the vast starry sky?

How many races are there?

The Xuandang world is just a needle in the sea.

"Who is Emperor Qin Tian?"

"Sword Crazy Wei Yue and Yi Han are confidants. It is reasonable to pursue Emperor Qin Tian, ​​but I didn't expect to be killed."

"The name of Emperor Qin Tian is to be famous in the starry sky!"

"I am so angry that I offended so many forces in a short period of time. I guess it will be eliminated by the real strong man in no time."

"I also think so. Emperor Qin Tian is too crazy and will finish playing sooner or later."

In countless worlds, Wanfa Island is talking about this matter. The starry sky will never be lonely. There are always some people and things that can be used as a topic of discussion for all living beings.

First kill Feng Wuheng and Yi Han, and then kill Jianmao clone.

The monster that emerged from nowhere made all the listeners curious.

At the same time, Qin Jun, who was bored to click into the Myth Mall, noticed that his fame was soaring at an astonishing speed.

In order to strengthen the Qin Heavenly Court, he almost squandered his fame, but now he has directly exceeded 50 billion and has soared at an extremely astonishing speed. Judging from the extent of its increase, it will take a few days to break through 100 billion again.

"Is it because the battle has spread three days ago?"

Qin Jun murmured in confusion, fortunately, he was used to talking to himself, and the four Bodhi Patriarchs were not confused.

Because he had already broken through the Taiyi Sanxian Realm, the flying speed of the whisk had doubled, and he drove to the ancient immortal realm at full speed. The light in the depths of the starry sky was already very large, like the sun.

After watching the skyrocketing fame value for a while, Qin Jun sat cross-legged and continued to practice.

Fuxi and Qiang Liang sat in the corners of both sides, while Zhao Gongming sat near the Bodhi Patriarch and whispered to the Tao.

Although Zhao Gongming's cultivation is lower than that of the Bodhi Patriarch, he is an elite of the Jie Sect and is deeply appreciated by the Master Tongtian Sect. He has outstanding talent and a good understanding of Taoism, which makes Bodhi Patriarch look at him with admiration.

The two had a great time talking, which made Fuxi feel itchy.

About half a day later, Fuxi finally couldn't hold it in and joined in to discuss the Tao with Bodhi Patriarch and Zhao Gongming.

Seeing this, Qin Jun took the initiative to lean towards Qiangliang. He could not let Qiangliang be isolated by the team.

"Qianliang, I want to take the path of proving the truth with my strength. I want to ask you some advice." Qin Jun sat next to Qiangliang and thought.

The fifth level of the immortal holy body, the heaven and earth, has been cultivated by him, and the sixth level is to prove the truth with strength, and the way of the saint is to prove the truth.

At the breaking level, the fifth level of the mind method records many methods of body refining.

The so-called proof of the Tao by power means using supreme magic power or physical strength to break through the shackles of heaven and become a saint.

Such a saint is better than a saint of merit and a saint of three corpses.

There is only one Chinese myth, that is, the giant god Pangu, who eventually created the world and transformed into all things.

Qin Jun even speculated that the way of heaven was transformed by Pangu's will, and later let Hongjun join the way of heaven and become the spokesperson for the way of heaven.

Qiangliang was so bored that he was irritable, especially when he saw Fuxi and Bodhi Patriarch having a happy conversation, he felt a little lonely. When he saw Qin Jun approaching, he couldn't help but feel warm.

He is an ancestor witch, not a fool. Under the leadership of the ancestor witch, the witch clan ruled the vast land. The talents of the ancestor witch are certainly outstanding, so he can naturally see the kindness of Qin Jun.

"good."

Qiang Liang smiled and began to tell the story of the witch clan's body refining method.

Time passes through their communication.

...

Ancient Immortal World.

The mountains are continuous, and countless giant rivers flow down the mountain steeply. The giant rivers here are at least thousands of feet wide and are majestic. If creatures below the Taiyi realm fall into it, they will be seriously injured even if they do not die.

Next to a giant river, buildings are built on the mountain walls, waterfalls hit rocks, and the mist formed by the cracked water splashes over the buildings, making them looming, like mirages.

In one of the ten-meter-high lofts, three men were sitting around the table, and the fragrance of refreshing people scented in the house, and there were five birds chirping by the window.

"Brother Feng, Emperor Qin Tian is too sharp, so you should not be anxious about revenge. Why not wait until the sword maniac comes to Emperor Qin Tian and then take action?"

A man in white chuckled. He had a handsome face, clear facial features, and a strand of white hair was left from his forehead, blocking his left face, exuding a kind of elegant temperament.

Hearing this, the old man on his left put down the teacup, his wrinkled face had an eagle-like eyes, and his goatee-like beard fluttered slightly. He breathed out and said, "I, Fengganqu, once vowed to protect the Feng family's children. Now my second brother is dead, but I can only sit here...ah..."

He is the head of the Feng family, Fengganqu, and the perfect existence of the Daluo Shixian fairyland.

Another man in blue robe snorted: "The sword maniac's clone is a saint, don't be blinded by hatred."

"Thank you Brother Li, Brother Ma's advice." Feng Gan Qu sighed, and picked up the teacup while he spoke and drank it all.

The man in white is the head of the Li family in the ancient fairy world, Li Fenghua and Daluo Shi Xiandi's immortal realm to complete cultivation.

The man in the blue robe is the head of the Ma family in the ancient fairy world. Ma He is also the perfect cultivation level in the Daluo Shi Xiandi Realm.

In the ancient fairy world, there are many families who will let young people marry each other, supporting each other from generation to generation. This is the case with the Feng family, the Li family and the Ma family.

"The Immortal Lord is still in seclusion, the Twelve Masters of Xuanxu, and the Thief-Taking Master did not appear. The Ximen Prison in Daocangting died tragically again. I am afraid that undercurrents will be surging. Our three families must unite." Li Fenghua said softly, his tone was plain, as if he was talking about something irrelevant, but his sword eyebrows were furrowed.

The three overlords of the ancient immortal world have been terrifyingly calm recently. Immortal Canghua has gone into seclusion after fighting with the mysterious powerful Crazy Bat, and has not come out of seclusion for decades.

Not only them, but other sects also noticed something was wrong and recently recalled the disciples who were out.

Ma He had a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he stretched his blue robe with a fierce look on his face, but when he heard Li Fenghua's words, he also showed a look of worry on his face.

The ancient fairy world has been calm for tens of thousands of years. According to past experience, major events are probably going to happen again.

"It is said that Emperor Qin Tian seems to be flying towards the ancient fairy world?" Feng Ganqu's eyes flashed.

This guy was thinking about how to take revenge, and he was too lazy to care about those powerful people.

If he knew that the Twelve Venerables of Xuanxu, the Thief of the Moon and the Ximen Prison were all dead at the hands of Qin Jun, he would definitely be scared to death and would never dare to seek revenge on Qin Jun again.

Although their Feng family is doing well in the ancient fairy world, it is not worth mentioning compared to Xuanxu Sect, the Thief Sect and the Dao Cangting.

"Not only Emperor Qin Tian, ​​Fairy Nan Su, Xu Zixian, An Ruming and other geniuses were rushing to the ancient fairy world for some reason." Li Fenghua's tone became a little solemn, and the more he thought about it, the more he became more and more afraid.
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