"die!"

"Or maybe drop!"

Hua Nishang was extremely arrogant.

He stepped on Long Fan's head, and his fierce force cut his cheeks.

"I would rather die than surrender!" Long Fan's face turned red and he gritted his teeth. As the fourth genius famous in Qianyuan, when he had ever suffered such insults, he was simply trampling on his self-esteem.

He wanted to resist, but his waist was cut off, blood flowed all over the ground, and his five internal organs were gushing out, without any strength. Moreover, the ascension fairy light was still corroding the flesh and blood of the meridians and could not activate magical powers to resist.

"Damn the outside world, I have the aversion to kill us!" Dozens of Qianyuan monks were filled with righteous indignation, without any fear.

"Don't worry, I have a way to torture you slowly!"

"Tianhe Divine Sorrow!"

Hua Nishang used a magical power.

Among the vertical marks between the eyebrows, the divine thoughts swept out like a river.

This is an attack against the soul, like burning a knife to invade the divine court of the Qianyuan monk, and they screamed in pain.

"Amitabha!"

Long Fan gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and recited the scriptures.

As the most outstanding disciple of Da Leiyin Temple, his heart is as strong as steel. Although torture is painful, it is not enough to shake his nature.

"Very good, have backbone. Since that's the case, I can only force the slave mark. As for what will happen, it depends on your luck!" A vicious rune appeared in Hua Nishang's hand, flashing bright light.

The fairy world is extremely strange. Nothing can be taken away except for the mark of knowledge. But if the mark of slaves is planted, it will be taken out together.

Look at the means close to the great world of immortals, I am afraid that it is difficult to expel even if the ninth level of Dharma image is.

"No!"

Long Fan's face changed drastically.

"You have no chance to resist."

Hua Nishang was cold and ruthless, and she was printed with one palm, and she saw a tragedy about to happen.

call out!

A sword light hit.

As fast as a moment, smash the runes.

"who!"

Hua Nishang was shocked.

Everyone looked sideways.

In front of Yunlei Palace, Qin Li pointed out and saved Long Fan's life.

Hua Nishang was slightly surprised. She had noticed this group of people long ago, standing like wood, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

"Who are you?"

Long Fan was grateful in his heart.

"Chenyuan monk, Qin Li!"

Qin Li no longer hides, revealing his true face.

Long Fan's eyes were about to pop out: "What, are you still alive?"

Dozens of Qianyuan monks were also shocked and said incredibly: "Da Sun Sword God, isn't he dead?"

"Twelve years ago, the four great saints were hunting down, and he disappeared from now on. How did he appear in the fairy world now?"

Long Fan came back to his senses and called out: "Qin Li, you should quickly break yourself out and leave the field. Tell all the holy places that the wolf ambitions of the Great World of Immortals, Qian Yuan is in danger."

"It's okay!"

Qin Li said lightly:

"Little man, a sword is enough!"

Hua Nishang laughed sarcastically: "The Qianyuan monk is average in strength, but his tone is quite good. Do you really think he is the best in the world?"

"Fairy Nishang, why do you need to take action like this little person?"

More than a dozen monks who are close to immortals are cold.

They are all ninth level of Nirvana, each carrying a king's body, and a generation of geniuses.

In order to please Hua Nishang, they rushed to take action and used the shocking magical powers to turn this area into a destructive scenery.

There are shooting stars falling, bright light; there are swords everywhere in the sky, like rain; there are green clouds that corrode flesh and blood; there are purple rainbows falling from the sky, cutting the void; there are also unicorns holding corpses, white tigers swallowing their heads, and golden crows setting sun...

"Hell in the palm!"

Qin Li had no joy or sorrow, and covered his face with one palm.

In an instant, the sun and the moon were illuminated, the heaven and earth were ignorant, and the five-colored wind blew for 30,000 miles.

In the void, a giant palm of Hell of Thousand Miles emerged, the Five Fingers and Five Prisons, the Green Prison is Formidable, the Flame Prison is Burning, the Ice Prison is Huge, the Soldier Prison is Crane, the Hell is Dark, a Destroyed Kingdom is Combined, and millions of ghost troops are waiting for battle.

More than a dozen magical powers fell into it and soon disintegrated without any harm.

"Five Prisons' Divine Powers!"

Hua Nishang's face changed:

"You are the demon son of the great world of gods and demons."

Qin Li said calmly and pressed his palms down.

Seven or eight near-immortal cultivators could not dodge at all and were crushed on the spot and turned into streams of light.

"Damn it, a demon son dares to be arrogant in the fairy world and seek death!"

"Ascend and Slash!"

Hua Nishang secretly saved up.

He raised his hand and waved it, slashing out the seven-foot blade light, reflecting the graceful scenery of the fairy world.

This is a kind of transcendent blade, with extraordinary power, as if it jumped out of the universe, was not in the five elements, and easily passed through the palm of the Five Prisons, and slashed straight towards Qin Li's forehead. It seemed that he had a murderous intention.

"Be careful, this move can only be avoided, not accepted!" Long Fan shouted hurriedly.

Sharp!

Qin Li was indifferent.

Only Taichu was unsheathed in response.

"Stealing the arrow!"

Qin Li swung his sword and slashed down.

Gangqi, sword intent, divine thoughts, blessing Taichu sword fetus and compressed layer by layer.

After twelve years of studying and practicing swords, he had already realized the masculinity of swords. With the help of the power of the fairy sword, his power was even more terrifying.

clang!

A golden sound.

The sword weapon cuts off the ascension light.

"How is it possible that you actually broke the Feixian Slash." Hua Nishang said in horror.

"The magical powers are great, but you are not powerful!"

"One sword Hunyuan!"

Qin Li raised his sword and pointed at the sky.

The sword comes out, the wind and clouds throbbing, the heaven and earth turbo, twisting the space of hundreds of miles.

Now Qin Li can be free to control and let go. Although all the relatives and friends, Long Fan and others are shrouded in it, they are intact.

And a group of close immortal cultivators were twisted into twists and shattered.

"Piaomiao Buxu!"

Hua Nishang used his magical power to save lives.

The mist was soaring under his feet, and his whole body seemed to be illusory.

This move was somewhat similar to the Master's Great Dream Chunqiu. It should have been a method pioneered by Emperor Piaomiao, which allowed her to escape from the Hunyuan Winding Wheel.

"Qianyuan Dog, I remember you, this matter is just the beginning."

The colorful clothes turned into flowing light and left angrily.

“Tough!”

Qin Li frowned.
To be continued...