Snow in Changting

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Qin Tian's face was cold, and there was a breathless atmosphere in the air. After a while, he suddenly twitched his lips and said with a sneer:

"You brought it on yourself."

After saying that, a howling wind suddenly blew in front of the mountain gate, and a devilish energy stretched out from Qin Tian's feet, extending to the vast sky, encompassing the entire Wushengmen's thousands of miles of land.

As the temperature dropped again and again, the gusts of hunting and gusts blew up the land on the mountain, and the thousand-year-old trees were broken in the middle.

Huge boulders were flying, but in an instant, several cracks visible to the naked eye burst into the protective formation, and many disciples and elders in the gate had no way to hide, and were blown away by the wind that passed through the gaps in the formation.

Du Hun Mozun and the others looked at Qin Tian, ​​who finally showed his claws and claws in the sky, without any panic.

The speculation of Wanhun Mozun came to fruition, he finally got the last clue, and understood Qin Tian's purpose and his real conspiracy.

"Nine Heavens Profound Heart Jue? After hiding for so many years, are you finally no longer hiding it? You were the one who revealed the news about Nine Heavens Profound Heart Jue?"

He questioned Qin Tian with a cold smile:

"I didn't expect that the majestic elder of Zixiao Palace actually has such an identity."

The Supreme Elder of Zixiao Palace is actually a member of the demon clan, not only that, he also practiced the Nine Heavens Xuanxin Jue.

It was also the news that he had released the Nine Heavens Xuanxin Jue, which attracted many masters of the immortal sect.

He already possessed the Nine Heavens Xuanxin Jue, so his goal was never to obtain this cheat book. From his appearance until now, he never mentioned a word of Teng Xuanqing.

He wants to open the door of the ancient battlefield, but he has no time.

The faces of the masters following Qin Tian changed in horror, and the monks who had planned to sneak away from the team earlier turned pale for an instant.

They expected things to change, but they didn't expect it to turn out like this.

The uneasiness in their hearts became more and more intense, they looked at each other, their throats choked up, panicked, looking for opportunities to escape.

But the eyes of Wu Chenglanfeng and others stared at them like poisonous snakes, making them dare not take a step. They had reason to believe that as long as they dared to move, they would be shot by the masters of Zixiao Palace immediately kill.

The Demon Lord of Thousand Souls licked his lips. He also practiced the Nine Heavens Mysterious Heart Jue, so he understood what Qin Tian wanted.

"The ancient battlefield is a holy place, and it was also the place where demons, humans, and immortals practiced together before eternity. To open the door to the ancient battlefield, not only a large amount of spiritual jade and blood energy are needed to open the way, but also three pure offerings. "

The old devil laughed and looked at Qin Tian full of teasing and provocation:

"The sacrifices of the three races, in simple terms, are three people. The sacrifices of the human race are the easiest to obtain, and the sacrifices of the demon race are a little bit more difficult. It is not impossible. Only the blood of the immortal race is rare. Jiuyou, if there is no perfect opportunity, it will be difficult to find a person from the fairy clan."

"200 years ago in the War of the Three Realms, the ancient battlefield was open for a period of time. Yan Buhui, the old lord of Zixiao Palace, brought back a little doll from the ancient battlefield. That child must be the only one with the blood of the immortal race in the current mortal world."

All the cultivators were in an uproar, guessing who the Demon Lord Wanhun was talking about.

Zixiao Palace, Nine Heavens Mysterious Heart Art, ancient battlefield, people over two hundred years old...

Putting these words together, someone soon remembered that a hundred years ago, there was a person who had a close relationship with Qin Yi, who also practiced the Nine Heavens Mysterious Heart Art, was Kuang Lingyun.

Therefore, Qin Tian's goal is Kuang Lingyun.

However, Wu Chenglanfeng and others kept their faces sullen and remained unmoved.

"However, this is not the key point. The most important thing is that those of you gathered here, including Wushengmen, all of our monks, will..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Tian raised his sleeves and danced, the wind howled, and the Wusheng Gate's protective array immediately collapsed, with a loud crash, the rocks collapsed.

The two venerables who crossed the soul and passed away were directly lifted up by the impact force generated by the explosion of the big formation, and smashed on the stone pillar in front of the mountain gate, and they didn't slow down for a long time.

Although the Thousand Soul Demon Lord did not retreat, a stream of blood slid from the corner of his mouth, and he was internally injured under the huge impact.

Qin Tian looked at him coldly, and hummed:

"Old man, you know too much."

"Hmph." Wanhun Mozun laughed lowly when he heard the words, "In terms of old age, I think I can't compare to Qin Tian Xianzun, and Xianzun is easy to plan, but."

He looked at Qin Tian still coldly and jokingly:

"Do you really think you can make it?"

Qin Tian's face turned cold, and he raised his palm to grab the Demon Lord of the Thousand Souls. The Demon Lord of the Thousand Souls flew up uncontrollably, and was grabbed by Qin Tian's throat:

"It's useless for you to delay any longer, Yan Buhui and the others won't come back."

The Thousand Soul Demon Lord froze, Qin Tian knew what he was waiting for.

"Didn't you ask me if I could succeed? Then I won't kill you for the time being, but let you watch."

After Qin Tian finished speaking, the black magic energy under his feet extended to a farther place, and then a magic mist rose from the ground, covering the entire Wusheng Gate.

He stepped towards the mountain gate of the Wushengmen, and the two venerables who passed the soul to the rebirth had no time to retreat, he tapped his fingertips, and two blurred shadows appeared in the air, flying out from two directions respectively, with a bang, in no particular order It pierced into the hearts of the two Demon Lords.

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