I have a hundred thousand times talent

……

At this moment, in the endless night sky, a dazzling golden glow suddenly came, quickly covering from the other end of the sky, illuminating half of the sky in the blink of an eye.

When Qin Yu was illuminated by the golden light, he immediately felt the shackles on his body be lifted, and his whole body was lightened.

hum!

The big hand collided with the golden light, and it spread like a loud bell.

"Holy Lord Yaoguang?" The saint's expression changed drastically, and he looked into the depths of the golden light with fear in his eyes.

"The younger generation is fighting for the top, willing to bet and admit defeat. Life and death are fate. As a saint and a senior, it is really unreasonable for you to bully the small with the big!"

This voice is like fairy music, it doesn't know where it came from, but it makes everyone feel refreshed and refreshed.

"You Yaoguang Holy Land... are you determined to protect this person?"

He frowned, extremely unwilling.

"Even if I don't make a move, you can't kill him. Don't humiliate yourself..." The ethereal voice suddenly appeared in his mind, and his complexion changed.

At this moment, an unparalleled chill quietly appeared around him like the sharpest blade in the world. His expression froze, goosebumps suddenly appeared on his strong body, and he suddenly remembered something.

"This matter is not over!"

Staring closely at Qin Yu in front of him, leaving a harsh word, he turned around and broke through the void, before leaving.

Suddenly, a voice that he did not expect came floating in the air.

"stop!"

The heaven and the earth are one of them!

Countless people stared at the tall figure intently, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

It was Qin Yu who spoke just now!

"Did our young patriarch let you go?"

The void trembled, and a slender figure in a blue fairy dress suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

hiss!

Another saint!

There were continuous and undulating sounds of sucking in air-conditioning.

Saints are like the supreme beings in today's mysterious world. They are not seen for many years on weekdays, but today they appear one after another.

And those holy land powers hidden in the void, the moment they saw this figure, their minds were shocked and they couldn't express it, and they couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Is it... her?" After a long time, a voice said in disbelief.

"probably……"

"Is she the protector of the patriarch Qin Shao?"

"Is the Qin family crazy? This fierce god dares to let it out!"

"Shut up... dare to say such words! Don't want to implicate us if you want to die?"

If the sound of this conversation spread out, it would probably make the entire Profound Sky Realm tremble.

These are all the most powerful people in the holy land, and they will show this appearance because of the appearance of a woman!

Chapter 54: The Holy Land can be destroyed!

"It's you?" The saint in the Arctic Holy Land seemed to have seen some great horror, and there was an unconcealable fear in his eyes.

"You actually did it yourself?"

His heart was trembling.

"As a saint, you attacked our young patriarch and broke the rules. Now... you want to leave like this?" Qin Hanling looked into the distance, his eyes were flat as if looking at a piece of air.

"What do you think?" The saint's complexion became more and more ugly. This god of killing is here, and I am afraid it will be difficult to be kind today.

"If you break the rules, there will naturally be a price... Which hand did you just use to slap me?" At this time, Qin Yu made a thoughtful look, and then said: "Forget it, which hand is it?" It’s all right! Let’s just forget about it today!”

Whoa!

The world was shocked.

"Could it be that he has lost his mind? How dare a king of Wu dare to let a saint cripple himself? Even if there are saints around to protect him, it's too arrogant!"

"Could it be that I was fooled by the palm of the saint just now? Why does it sound so weird to me..."

"I'm sure I haven't woken up yet, go back and sleep for a while..."

Lin Wen and Yu Mie stood side by side in the distant air, when they heard this, they wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

As the pride of the heavens, they had to admit that they couldn't do the magnanimity and naturalness that Qin Yu showed before the saint at this moment.

Not to mention saying something like that - let the saint cut off his own arm, thinking about it in a dream is almost the same!

"If he doesn't die, he will definitely become the second Qin Haoran in the future!" Yu Mie said via voice transmission.

Lin Wen's expression froze.

Some things have to be done!

As the boy's plain words spread, the faces of countless people changed again and again.

Wei Qing, the sage in the Arctic Holy Land, looked livid and couldn't believe it.

Since he became a saint, how many years has no one dared to disrespect him?

But today, a Martial King dared to point his own nose and make him cripple himself!

How absurd is this?

In normal times, he would have slapped King Wu to death with a single slap, implicated the nine clans by the way, and maintained the majesty of the saint with a single killing.

But today, he didn't dare, and couldn't do it!

It was because beside that young man, there was another figure that he dared not look directly at.

Ice Saint——Qin Hanling!

Counting back 5000 years in the Tianxuan calendar, there was a time called the era of the Three Sages.

In that era, on the road ahead of all practitioners, there were three figures that looked up to them like pillars of heaven.

Ice Saint, Thunder Saint, Flame Saint.

They represent the highest peaks in their respective fields of law, and they are also the guardians of the holy road.

No one can be holy without them.

No one knows why, but they only know that in their era, if everyone dared to try to break through the peak of Wu Zun and reach the realm of saints.

In addition to facing the terrifying thunder tribulation, he also had to face three extremely terrifying peak saints.

A dead end!

Countless people resented them, countless people feared them, monks all over the world shivered in those thousands of years, shrouded in an unspeakable shadow.

How tragic is it for a person who seeks the Tao and has no way forward?

Wei Qing is one of those mortal beings!

He became famous earlier than Sansheng. As early as when Sansheng was young, he was still in the ranks of young arrogance. He was already a well-known martial artist in the Arctic Holy Land, and he was once on the list of gods.

But he has been stagnant, unable to find the opportunity to break through, and waited until he finally hoped to become a saint, and the three saints were born!

Those three young girls, relying on their astonishing talents and chances, proved to be holy in a short period of time, and blocked the holy road, preventing the world from being holy.

What kind of arrogance and power is that?

Wei Qing still can't forget that he was born at the peak of Wu Zun and suppressed for two to three thousand years.

Once, on a whim, Lei Jie almost caused Lei Jie to testify and become a saint. Suddenly, a peerless and independent beautiful figure appeared in front of him, and he was so frightened that he forcibly suppressed it.

Leading to self-reflection, hurting the source, and then entering a long retreat to heal the wound...

He dare not!

The strong men of that era had these three inner demons in their hearts.

Finally, when the three saints gradually retired, he carefully became a saint.

Now, as he looked at that glimpse of a figure that he would never forget, memories of the past came to his mind bit by bit, and his mood was extremely complicated.

"Leave a thin line in life..." He turned his eyes, looked at the young man beside him, and spoke slowly.

"Cutting off an arm!" Qin Yu directly interrupted his words, causing the air to stagnate again.

Countless people stared at Wei Qing's figure, feeling a trace of sadness from him for some reason.

Is this still the existence of the immortal saint standing on the pinnacle of the world?

First, the young patriarch of the Qin clan killed the Holy Son of the Arctic Holy Land in front of him, and when he wanted to do it, he was stopped by the Holy Master of the Yaoguang Holy Land.

He had no choice but to temporarily give up his plan of revenge and was about to leave first, but was stayed by the saint next to the young man.

The most important thing is... this boy let the saint cut off his arm!

He still has to discuss it with this young man—this saint is too sad!

Wei Qing looked at Qin Yu, and a flash of impulse flashed in his eyes. He really wanted to kill Qin Yu directly, but he really couldn't do it.

And judging from today's situation, if you don't agree to the opposite party, I'm afraid you may not be able to escape!

Saints are immortal...but not immortal!

He spent half his life as a wimp, and finally became a saint...how could he die here?

But if he agrees, in the future, as a saint, will he still have the slightest majesty at all?

He fell into extreme entanglement, and the scars on his face seemed to start twisting and wriggling because of this, which was quite frightening.

"I advise you to agree quickly..."

At this moment, the voice of Lord Yaoguang rang in his ears.

"If you didn't stop me before, everything will be fine once this son dies!" Wei Qing replied.

"You think too much... Ice Saint is his guardian, do you think you can bypass her?"

"What... how is it possible, how could she protect the way for a brat?" Wei Qing was startled, he originally thought that Qin Hanling was just invited by the Qin clan to protect Qin Yu to participate in the dragon transformation trial.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be his guardian!

The concepts between the two can be completely different!

With Bingsheng's strength and status in the Qin clan, if she doesn't want to, who can force her?

Thinking of this, there was a huge change in the way he looked at Qin Yu.

What kind of arrogance is worthy of being protected by the Ice Saint himself?

"And... if you really kill him, then it's almost time for your Arctic Holy Land to be destroyed!" The words of Holy Master Yaoguang turned cold in vain.

"What do you mean?" Wei Qing's pupils shrank.

Is it such an exaggeration to exterminate the family in the Holy Land?

[Author's digression]: I want to ask for the data, I want to hit the bank ticket list, the daily update is more than [-]!

Chapter 55: The Evil Second Generation Xiu!

"Qin Haoran, number one on the Holy Spirit list, is his father, Zhuang Hanfei, who is second on the Holy Spirit list, is his uncle, and the third Bing Sheng, I won't say much... I am seventh on the Holy Spirit list, and I will soon become his mother-in-law! "

As soon as these words came out, Wei Qing's mind was in chaos, as if it was pouring rain, and he was faintly unconscious.

"This shit is a second-generation cultivator!" He couldn't help swearing, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

These names not only represent their own strength, but also the super holy lands behind these people that are dormant like ancient giant beasts!

He rejoiced for a while, fortunately he stopped his hand just now, otherwise he would really face a catastrophe.

"Okay! I'll cut off my own arm!" He looked serious, and said seriously: "If you break the rules, you will be punished, I admit it!"

I couldn't help being annoyed in my heart: This damn Holy Son has caused me such a disaster for no reason!