Chapter 2099

Eight saints come together.

Guard all sides separately.

They are sacred and magnificent.

Just the top of the head, black red doom tight hoop, particularly conspicuous.

"Xiaoyou, you are not our Qianyuan friar, are you?" The great sage of Guishou is smiling. He looks kind, but in fact he is a cruel and cold-blooded saint.

"That's right!"

Qin Li said lightly.

He's trying to hide his identity.

"Is it from the Buddha world?"

"That's the archaic force, which witnessed the rise and fall of the three emperors."

"It is said that the West heaven of bliss, which dominates the Buddhist world, once lived in the 28th Buddha emperor, which is even more exaggerated than the eclosion fairyland."

Yuanzheng exclaimed: "is he a disciple of the West heaven Buddha or the Lingshan Buddha emperor? In this way, it can be explained that he is so shocking."

There was a constant cry of surprise.

"It turned out to be an overseas Buddhist!"

"That's not a member of the golden age."

All the arrogant people were active and gave excuses one after another

"After all, it's paradise. We can't match it. It's normal!"

Qin Li smiles but says nothing.

He's still more concerned about natural disasters.

The eighth disaster has already begun, and Zhou Tianlei's breeding is completed.

There are 365 of them. They are Amethyst. They also give birth to human shape and thunder spirit. They are all great masters of weapons, and their moves are fierce.

"Posterity!"

The red elephant sage relies on the old to sell the old:

"Taichu immortal sword doesn't belong to you. Please come back."

Qin Li shook his head: "the immortal sword recognizes me as the Lord. What's the matter with you?"

The sage murmured coldly: "this is our treasure of Qianyuan. It's not up to you to be controlled by an outsider. Come back quickly, or else..."

He didn't finish.

But the eight sages' eyes are not good.

Step by step pressing, Shengwei brewing, the meaning of the threat can not be more obvious.

Qin Hao and Qin TA Xue turned pale. They thought the sage had no desire and no desire. They didn't expect to practice their identity for the sake of the immortal sword.

Qin Li is indifferent.

As early as the copper rust plague.

He understood the nature of these people.

"Why didn't the great sage of jiuxuan show up?"

GUI Shouda shook his head: "he is self righteous and independent."

The red elephant sage sneered: "the pure and lofty bullshit, the moment he drank immortal blood, he had already gone astray, and he wanted to repent."

Qin Li suddenly realized that jiuxuan had a good heart. Unfortunately, the situation forced him to take the wrong road. When he woke up, he had no chance to repent.

There is no need to pity anything. This is his retribution.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The red elephant sage is impatient:

"If we don't hand over the sword, we won't be merciless."

Qin Li could not help sighing: "as a sage of the Qianyuan Dynasty, you are willing to degenerate. How do you face the great emperor of ancient times and all kinds of saints?"

The red elephant Saint laughed: "the great emperor has long passed away..."

Click!

A crisp sound.

It's too sudden.

Everyone looked sideways.

There is a crack in the stele of the fifty emperors.

The rift continued to expand, and finally the monument collapsed.

"The tablet is broken!"

"Am I wrong?"

"This is the relic of emperor Qianyuan!"

"Standing for countless years, the emperors bless you!"

The friars of Qianyuan were all crazy. This is the supreme thing, which is of great significance. Now it's broken, and it's a terrible omen.

Some friars speculated: "is it really the eight saints' shamelessness, which attracted the great emperor to show his spirit, broke up the tablet of the emperor, and angered his works?"

"Nonsense

Eight saints are all angry.

They can't stand such abuse.

"How can we infuriate our ancestors when we worked for Qianyuan?"

"It must be the boy who made a move!"

"I'll chop him alive!"

Boom!

Saint Wilhelm burst.

The eight sages were furious.

They show their intention to kill each other.

Even if they are suppressed by the merit system, they still surpass the king.

All kinds of holy power filled the void and imprisoned Qin Li, trying to crush him.

"Ah

Qin Li sighed.

Looking up, you can see Zhou Tianlei's soldiers

"I don't have time to pay attention to you. Let my ancestors teach me a lesson."

"You are full of nonsense."

Red elephant saints kill.

Qin Li holds the sword.

Whew!

Cut it down.

There is no law.

There's no chaos.

Only the mighty emperor swept out.

It turned out to be the shadow of the 49th emperor.

They are all the most powerful people with the sun and the moon in their hands.

Emperor Qianyuan, Emperor Kunpeng, Emperor Taiyi, Emperor taixuan, Emperor peacock, Emperor Chunyang, Emperor Chunyin, Emperor yuxu

"How could it be?"

"How did he do it?"

"I can call for the spirit of the great emperor!"

The eight saints were so scared that they almost knelt down.

The great sage of Guishou has a deep determination, calms down his shock, and sees the way

"I understand that the immortal sword has absorbed the mark of the emperor's stele. From then on, the immortal sword of Taichu is the emperor's stele, which can call the great emperor to fight in the shadow."

He's right.

But the real reason is that Qin Li once gained the mark of 49 emperors and poured it into the immortal sword.

As a result, in the 28th year of jianzaidi stele, the same origin attracted each other and grew to one piece.

"Take this sword!"

"Never take it away!"

The eight saints are crazy and want to win the sword.

But the forty-nine emperors' shadow and fierce fighting power suppressed them.

"Take your time. I'll teach you a lesson when I get through the eight robberies." Qin Li set foot in the air and went straight to rob the clouds.

Boom!

On Sunday, the thunder soldiers landed.

Synthesize the formation and turn it into a winch.

Qin Lijia was familiar with it, and he broke the thunder soldiers with his sword.

Compared with last time, he was more leisurely, coming and going like the wind.

Leisurely walk in the court, even cut off ten soldiers, absorb their congenital thunder patterns.

It didn't take much effort. All the 365 soldiers were broken and turned into thunder patterns to blend into Qin Li's body.

"Immortal body!"

Qin Li carefully understood.

His constitution surpasses his predecessors.

In the flesh and blood, there is a huge amount of immortal Qi.

Even if you shed ten bottles of immortal blood, it has no effect.

"No, it's just quantitative change, not qualitative change. It's not beyond the immortal body."

Qin Li's eyes narrowed. He had been polishing for 28 years. If he wanted to surpass the immortal body, it seemed that he would have to go through a disaster and look forward to sublimation.

"Damn it

Red elephant Saint roars.

"Boy, you forced me!"

He was beaten by the emperor and vomited blood, so he had to take out a crystal.

Among them, a drop of immortal blood was sealed. It seems that he didn't finish drinking it at that time, and left a lot of it as a backhand.

"It's the blood of Huashen. It has the power to change my life. It can make me free from the restriction of merit system for a short time!" The red sage swallows the immortal's blood, and the surface of his body is covered with wisps of nature.

All of a sudden.

The shackles of merit are broken.

Red elephant Daoguo pours ferocious holy power.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed away from the encirclement of dozens of imperial shadows.

"Taoist on the other side, if you can't get to the other side, you'd better die in Qianyuan!"

"Red elephant peak cloud sword!"

Whew!

The sacred vessels were sacrificed.

Turn into a red rainbow.

The blazing edge is enough to break the big star.

In an instant, he pierced through the void of three thousand li and wanted to cut off the enemy's head.

Dang!

There was a roar.

Like the bell.

Qin Li horizontal sword, struggling to block.

The cloud sword of chixiangfeng is blocked steadily without any damage.

"No way, I'm a saint now!" The red elephant saint was in an uproar.

"It's just a saint."

Qin Li smiles.

Epiphyllum petals fall from the sky.

Open the second magic power, the combat power soars.

He has broken the limit of the king and approached the realm of saints.

and.

The sword surpasses the sacred weapon.

Burst out chaotic killing, and strive to cut.

Click!

A crisp sound.

The sword was cut off on the spot.

The holy mark is broken, almost half broken.

"Poof -" the red elephant Saint suffered a heavy blow.

A mouthful of holy blood gushed out, hot and blazing, causing the flames of mountains and rivers.

"My sword! My sword

"Take care of yourself!"

Qin Li's eyes were cold and murderous.

This guy has caused himself too much unhappiness.

Before the strength is not enough, later Qianyuan chaos, has not been free hand.

Keng!

Taichu sword chants.

Show his intention to kill.

"What do you want to do?"

The red elephant Saint ran away in a hurry.

"Those who kill people will always be killed. Let's die!"

Qin Li, armed with a sword, cleaved down angrily.

I want to kill the red elephant.

"Stop it

Guishou great sage rescue site.

Sacrifice turtle shell, absolute defense.

It's a great weapon for his life.

"We don't want the immortal sword. How about calming things down?"

Qin Li laughs

"It's too late to repent now!"

"With you old bastard, you're good enough to stop me!"

"Three thousand with one sword!"

Boom!

The sword is down.

It's like the collapse of the world.

It contains the great power to destroy the world, which is enough to cut off the law and tear the small thousand.

Even if it's a holy weapon, the bell will leave a sword mark. This broken turtle shell is just a great holy weapon. How can it resist it.

Boom!!!

Click, click!

The sound of a devastating explosion.

The shell of the turtle, a sacred vessel, broke into eight pieces.

The chaos and the destruction of the holy mark completely destroyed this treasure.

"No"

The great sage of tortoise longevity gave a painful cry.

Bloodthirsty sky, heart and mind, startled spectators from all directions.

This piece of sky, dyed with tragic blue, steaming essence, reflects Qin Li's ferocity, as if he were a swordsman.