Peak Ancestor

Qin Fan's ears moved slightly, he lowered his head, and noticed the scene at the foot of the mountain.

Beside the clear river, a girl in Tsing Yi and a young man are confronting each other.

The girl in Tsing Yi was sweating on her forehead, and there were dozens of sword marks on her clothes. These sword marks were just right, they only tore the clothes, but did not hurt the skin.

At this time, a few zhang away, the young man seemed to be leisurely, holding a sword in his hand, as if he was in control of the overall situation.

The young man said: "Hey, little beauty, she has good strength, but unfortunately, if you meet me, young master, just obediently catch me with your arms tied."

The young man was dressed in bright white clothes, his eyes were full of arrogance and evil, his pair of cunning eyes fixed on the girl's exposed skin, and he licked his lips from time to time.

Hearing this, the girl in Tsing Yi roared with frost on her face, "I never imagined that you would do such despicable things as a dignified half-step martial artist, even if you die, it won't be cheap for you."

"Jie Jie, in front of me, it is not so easy for you to want to die,"

At this time, the young man in white smiled sinisterly, the sword in his hand shook, and he struck out.

All of a sudden, the light of the sword was like the wind blowing on her face, making it so warm that people couldn't lift their spirits. When the girl came back to her senses, there was a sword around her neck, and Sen Han's blade was only half an inch away from cutting her flesh. neck.

In the sky, the little demon king Han Aoyu said to Qin Fan: "As far as I know, this person is a disciple of Happy Valley in Shengzhou. His grandfather is the great elder of Happy Valley, so he has been safe and sound, "

Hearing this, Qin Fan nodded, and said, "Since it's here, just kill it."

After finishing speaking, Qin Fan remained expressionless, drew his sword and struck down, and the blood-colored sword light pierced the void immediately.

At this time, beside the river, the young man in white was about to make a move.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his body and lost consciousness, and the river behind him stopped flowing instantly, leaving a deep sword mark more than ten meters long.

The girl in Tsing Yi noticed something strange, and her Genesis Qi circulated slightly, and she dodged back.

In an instant, the body of the wretched man who claimed to be the son was split in half from the middle, the incision was smooth and flat, and blood spattered.

"Well, there was someone just now,"

The girl in Tsing Yi raised her head suspiciously, revealing a beautiful face.

In the line of sight, two figures passed overhead, turning into tiny black dots in the blink of an eye.

However, she still quickly remembered these two auras.

Thousands of miles may be a long journey for ordinary people, and it takes ten and a half months to get there.

However, for warriors or even warriors at the level of Emperor Lianzun, it only takes half an hour.

With the soles of his feet on the ground, the little devil Han Aoyu looked up and exclaimed: "This colorful beam of light actually covers lakes with a radius of hundreds of miles. No wonder we can see them clearly from thousands of miles away. in front of you,"

Qin Fan was also surprised at this time, the mysterious colorful beam of light was hundreds of miles in diameter, and its height could not be estimated.

After all, the sky has been torn apart, straight into the depths of the void, the colorful rays of light shine out for an unknown distance, it seems that the entire Tomb of the Holy Spirit is shrouded in light.

At this time, more and more warriors rushed over and gathered by the lake.

"The Palace of Liansheng must be below this lake, let's go down first,"

The warriors of a certain family rushed into the mysterious colorful beam of light without changing their castration.

At this time, a terrifying scene happened.

The mysterious colorful beam of light is like a starry sky destroying light, and the warriors who entered it didn't even have time to scream.

Their bodies disintegrated silently, and merged with the mysterious colorful beam of light. The people behind couldn't stop their bodies. Some arms were disintegrated, some heads were disintegrated, and some half of their bodies were disintegrated. No trace of blood flowed from the wound.

"Ah... what is this,"

Immediately afterwards, a martial artist exclaimed: "Ah, this is the power of the saint,"

Hearing this, the little demon king Han Aoyu frowned slightly, and murmured: "The power of the saint is the power of the law in the body of the strong saint refiner after death,"

"After all, ordinary holy warriors can only affect within a few miles,"

"However, I didn't expect that the strength of this holy warrior is so terrifying that it can cover an area of ​​a hundred miles. If it is really holy power, warriors in the realm of emperor refining can't pass through at all. Only warriors at the level of refining can rely on it." The defense goes into it, but there is also a certain danger, "

Hearing this, Qin Fan wondered, "Is this holy power really that powerful?"

Qin Fan looked at the mysterious seven-color beam of light like a dream, and thought it was harmless.

From this point of view, the more beautiful something is, the more terrifying its lethality is, and it is almost impossible to guard against.

Hearing the sound, the little demon king Han Aoyu nodded, and said: "There are many kinds of holy power. After the death of a holy warrior, part of the energy in the body condenses into crystals, and the other part radiates out to combine with some power of heaven and earth. , forming a powerful destructive force, and if more power from heaven and earth is fused, it may transform into a holy power,"

"Moreover, some of these holy powers can heal injuries, some can make people energetic, and some are infinitely powerful. For example: this kind of holy power, as long as anything is covered by it, it will be wiped out, and the soul will not be destroyed. exception, completely disappeared between heaven and earth,"

However, during the time when Qin Fan and Qin Fan were talking, the number of people by the lake had already exceeded a hundred, and they were growing rapidly.

"Well, there's a cultivator of martial arts coming,"

In Qin Fan's sight, Xiao Bai, Xiao Hei, Xiao Qing, Ruan Jie, Chen Ziru, He San'er, Mo Yu Jiuqiu and other martial masters arrived one by one.

The powerful momentum immediately caused fluctuations in the surrounding spiritual energy.

The few of them, as warriors in the realm of reverence, gathered the disciples from their respective sects as soon as they arrived.

Afterwards, the several respected warriors present followed suit.

......

Time passed, and an hour passed, and the number of people beside the lake reached more than 1000.

Except for one or two people who came here occasionally, basically no one came over.

"Sigh," the little devil king Han Aoyu said with emotion, "there were so many people when they came in, and now there are only more than 1000 people left, and those who died are all the best disciples of their respective sects..."

Hearing the sound, Qin Fan thought to himself: "This can be described as 'one will succeed and ten thousand will die',"

Time passed, half an hour passed, and no one came.

At this time, Qing Hao, a martial artist who refines respect, suddenly roared, and roared angrily: "My dear brother Qing Hong, why hasn't he come yet, who of you has seen him, you... you, you have seen my dear brother Qing Kong, say quickly, "

At this time, Qing Hao casually grabbed a martial artist who dared not look at his Nine-Level Peak Emperor Refining Realm.

Qing Hao's murderous aura was overflowing, and his vicious tone was chilling,