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Chapter 53 It Turns Out to Be Him, It Turns Out to Be Him

"Chang Wuhen, isn't this the child you brought back from Qingshan Village?"

Outside the Heavenly Sword Pool, the Great Elder stared blankly. He hadn't seen him for ten years, and now he couldn't even see through his realm level.

"We can only rely on him to protect the keepsake of Tianjian Mountain."

Changmei's tone was complicated and he seemed a little dazed. The baby who once cried for food had grown into a young man.

Thousands of spiritual consciousnesses rushed over from Tianjian Mountain, and every pair of eyes looked over and saw Ning Qingxuan's figure.

"The person chosen by the Long Eyebrow Peak Master is Junior Brother Wuhen?"

"I haven't seen you for ten years. My little brother has grown up!"

"Such a strong power fluctuation. Junior brother has great talent. What rank has he reached?"

"I wonder if Junior Brother can compete with Lin Hanchuan. I heard that Lin Hanchuan is ranked third among the geniuses in the Fifth Domain!"

……

Outside the mountain gate.

Lin Hanchuan's pupils trembled as he stared at the thin figure in the sky.

For a moment, he even thought he had gone to the wrong place and came to the Zhenwu Palace!

The indescribable invisible pressure surrounding Ning Qingxuan alone made his whole body stiffen and his breathing freeze.

Looking at all the followers in the team, this is true without exception.

"Oh no, oh no, something big is going to happen!"

The old man in gray robe was frightened and felt a strong sense of unease.

He was about to shout and withdraw from the fight for the token, but it was too late.

After Ning Qingxuan finished saying that, he looked calm. He made a gesture with his right hand and pointed, causing the space to vibrate and forming a golden vortex, which rolled away in an explosion.

"Kill the devil with ease!"

Lin Hanchuan suddenly felt the pressure increase dramatically. He did not dare to hold back at all and immediately used his unique skills.

The mighty force condensed and turned into a pair of giant hands in the sky. They suddenly clasped their hands together in an attempt to smash Ning Qingxuan's golden vortex.

But at the moment when the two forces collided, it was shattered into pieces like a piece of dry wood and rotten wood, and surged along the way again.

"His realm is above mine?"

A thought flashed through Lin Hanchuan's mind.

In a panic, he took out a magic weapon and used the painful blow to disperse most of the golden vortexes. Then he clasped his hands together and released the seal in his sleeves.

"Roar!"

A monstrous and murderous aura swept through, and a terrifying evil spirit erupted in an instant, causing the imbalance of yin and yang and the chaos of spiritual energy in the area of ​​Tianjian Mountain!

One after another, ghostly and eerie figures emerged from the seals in their sleeves. There were more than thirty of them in total.

The golden vortex that had its force removed was eventually dispersed by the ghost energy. This scene fell into the eyes of the myriad spiritual consciousnesses of Tianjian Mountain, causing an uproar in an instant.

"Is this the legendary magical skill, the Sleeve Qiankun Technique?"

"There are over thirty ghost commanders, all of whom are around the fourth rank in strength. Did he subdue them all by himself?"

"I never thought that one day I would be able to witness the profound meaning of the Sleeve Qiankun Fa..."

In Tianjian Mountain, everyone, whether the Peak Master, elders, disciples, etc., had strange looks in their eyes.

Looking across the entire Nine Realms, there are not many people who can master this legendary magical skill. Some have disappeared in the long river of history, or have become the founder of a sect.

But today, they witnessed the divine power in a young genius in his early twenties.

"Brother, this boy's talent surpasses yours by many times."

The Great Elder looked down and secretly clicked his tongue.

Changmei didn't say anything.

next moment,
boom!
A terrifying and evil aura rolled up, and the Great Elder's eyes froze on the spot.

A black figure walked out again from the seal in his sleeve.

The disciples of Tianjian Mountain were shocked, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Ghost General! This is a Ghost General of the lower third rank!"

After Lin Hanchuan released all his magical powers, sweat covered his forehead, and it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

He looked up at Ning Qingxuan again, his eyes burning with fire and his fighting spirit high.

"You are indeed a genius in cultivation. My realm and strength are not as good as yours, but this does not mean that I will lose." Lin Hanchuan has the qualifications to be proud. Thirty ghost commanders and one ghost general are enough to establish his position among the top geniuses in the Nine Realms.

Ordinary geniuses can only fight one-on-one, but he can fight many-on-one, which gives him a huge advantage and can make up for the gap in certain realms.

"Silly boy……"

The old man in gray robe felt sad.

In the face of overwhelming strength, no means can make up for it.

When Ning Qingxuan saw this, he also looked surprised.

This was also the first time he saw the gods and monsters from the Nine Realms.

The extremely strong and terrifying murderous aura aroused some interest in him.

He immediately flicked his sleeves, and the cuffs opened and closed with marks, forming a vortex of inner heaven and earth.

The shackles of the souls on the bodies of many gods and monsters collapsed in an instant, and new marks were imprinted in an instant.

Their eyes were filled with murderous intent, and they couldn't help but feel dazed as they watched their bodies twist and turn into wisps of green smoke, which rolled into Ning Qingxuan's cuffs.

"Not bad, not bad. It's well-maintained. Do you have any more?"

Ning Qingxuan uttered a voice of approval, and was very satisfied.

The uproar in Tianjian Mountain disappeared, turning into deathly silence.

Changmei stood there in a daze, while the Great Elder and many disciples gasped in shock.

"No, didn't he just take the Shengui away?"

"Junior brother actually knows the Sleeve Qiankun Technique!"

"I remember that the head of Changmei Peak left the secret manual in the Heavenly Sword Pond. When did Junior Brother learn it?"

"No, even with the Sleeve Qiankun Technique, it's impossible to take away the divine ghost that has been branded with the soul!"

Outside the mountain gate, Lin Hanchuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked at the empty seal in his sleeve in disbelief.

In the contemporary Nine Realms, is there a second person of the same generation who has mastered the art of hiding the universe in his sleeves?
This process was clearly witnessed by the gray-robed old man, who naturally noticed some different changes.

"Here it comes again, exactly the same as the last time Changmei broke through the realm, this is a modified version of the Sleeve Qiankun Technique!"

He breathed rapidly, following Ning Qingxuan's figure, looking into the depths of Tianjian Mountain, practicing secret techniques, trying to find the mysterious master who had been hiding in Tianjian Mountain ten years ago.

But apart from the three sleeping Heavenly Sword ancestors, nothing was found.

"How did you do it? Even if you know the seals in your sleeves, how could you take them away? They clearly branded my soul!"

Lin Hanchuan's voice was hoarse and his eyes were bloodshot.

His greatest asset, which he was proud of, was easily resolved without even playing the slightest role.

This huge feeling of frustration made his face flush and his breathing disordered.

Ning Qingxuan did not attack again, and said calmly: "I just tried to add the soul transfer spell into the spell, and it happened to work."

Lin Hanchuan was stunned. What did it mean that it just happened to succeed?

When these words fell into the ears of the gray-robed old man, it was like a thunderclap.

He stared at Ning Qingxuan intently, as if he had thought of something, and his heart was suddenly filled with waves.

No way, could it be, could it be...

"Take the token!"

The gray-robed old man decisively waved his sleeves and threw the two tokens that Lin Hanchuan had seized, including Lin Hanchuan's own token, to Ning Qingxuan.

Then he opened and closed his big hand, grabbed Lin Hanchuan and turned around and ran away.

"Master, I'm not done fighting yet!"

Lin Hanchuan said anxiously.

"You are no match for him. Even if you were given a hundred years, you would never be his opponent. This man is the most terrifying freak in the Sixth Domain!"

What do you mean?
Lin Hanchuan was at a loss.

The gray-robed old man walked very quickly and left the Tianjian Mountain area in the blink of an eye.

Looking back, my eyes were filled with deep shock.

"It turned out to be him, it turned out to be him!"

(End of this chapter)