Chapter 1747

Feng Yidao died.

When Qin Huan turned his head, his spirit disappeared.

It seems that the vision of the figure contains the power to destroy the form and spirit of any creature.

When Feng leaned on the knife and fell to the ground, the light disappeared with the light. Qin Huan also recovered from his fear.

When Qin Huan's divine knowledge spread, he realized that Feng Yi Dao no longer had any breath of life. After a little shock, Qin Huan pressed down all his thoughts and began to run the forty-nine sect Zhenzong divine formula, began to absorb the power of the Holy Spirit between heaven and earth, and began to recover.

Although the Dantian was shattered, he was only injured because the spirit was integrated into his body. However, the injury can be described as tragic.

When Qin Huan recovered.

Outside the curtain of light, almost all the monks under the ancient saints fainted, and the strong hidden above the 49 ancient saints fell into boundless shock.

All the figures in their minds were Qin Huan's light. When the figure turned around, they all felt the boundless pressure as ancient saints.

Although they resisted the pressure by strength, they all had the impulse to kneel down and worship

And this is just a vague figure, so terrible. If it is true... How terrible is this person?

I'm afraid the great emperor is not better in front of him!!

Who is that figure?

After many ancient saints came back to God, this idea appeared in their hearts.

At this time, they don't pay attention to the life and death of Fengyi Dao, let alone the death of Fengyi Dao. What will Fengdu emperor do? They just want to know who that person is!

Outside the light curtain, Tianfang looked at Qin Huan, who had sat down in the light curtain, and then looked at Feng Yi Dao lying on the ground. He gradually became substantive and turned into an old man in royal clothes with gray hair.

The old man didn't have many surprises, but his eyes were extremely sharp and showed a cold and ruthless meaning. It seemed that there was no life in his eyes, only the difference between killing and not killing.

At this time, his eyes focused on Feng Yidao. There was no emotional fluctuation in Nathan's cold and ruthless eyes. It seemed that he didn't care about the life and death of Feng Yidao. It was more like that nothing in the world could cause his emotional fluctuation.

His eyes moved from Feng Yi's blade. He stared at Qin Huan and didn't know what he was thinking.

Tao Wuji stood on the other side of the light curtain and looked at Qin Huan with a complex look, which was filled with joy.

Qin Huan didn't know what fortune he had got in that secret place, and he didn't ask in detail. At this time, it seems that Qin Huan got far more fortune than he imagined.

He could imagine that Qin Huan would have unlimited possibilities in the future.

Of course, the premise is to pass the demon clan level.

Thinking of this, the expression on daowuji's face gradually disappeared and slowly looked at the demon sword statue on the giant sword. Daowuji didn't look at heaven. Although he was afraid of heaven, if he wanted to fight, he might not be afraid of him.

After the figure disappeared, the giant sword that was forced to land rose up again and floated over 49 cases.

The magic sword on the giant sword looked at Qin Huan respectfully and didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Xiyue didn't faint because she was respected by the magic sword, but she still felt the terrible pressure before. She looked at Feng Yidao and Qin Huan. Her worry had already disappeared and replaced by doubt and confusion.

"Xiyue, do you want to spend your life with him?" the demon sword respect suddenly opened his mouth.

Lin Xiyue was stunned. A look of expectation and joy appeared in her eyes. She looked at Qin Huan, who had been badly hurt, and nodded like a dragonfly.

"Tell him... That he exists," murmured the demon sword master.

Lin Xiyue was shocked and looked extremely complicated. She didn't answer.

As time passed silently, many strong men kept silent. No one spoke or did anything. They seemed to be waiting for Qin Huan to wake up.

And the monks who fainted gradually woke up.

In less than half an hour, almost all the monks outside the light curtain woke up, and they all looked at each other. When they saw Qin Huan sitting in the light curtain and looking at Feng Yi Dao who had fallen to the ground without any sign of life, they all became frightened.

But none of them could see the sound, because the atmosphere was so strange that they all felt that a big storm was coming.

However, their inner shock could not be subsided for a long time.

Looking at the Fengyi Dao falling on the ground, all of them were extremely frightened. Fengyi Dao died. Laisun, the most valued by Fengdu emperor, the Fengyi Dao of the first youth in the ancient world, died!!

Under everyone's attention, Qin Huan slowly stood up the next day. His abdomen had healed on the surface, and the Dantian was still empty.

All the six holy babies were smashed, which could not be recovered in a short time. As for their heads, they were still under their mouths.

After he was almost injured, Qin Huan lifted his right hand, and the cut head flew into his hand and directly put it on his head.

When the cultivation reaches this point, as long as the spirit is immortal, even if there is only half a bone left in the body, it can be cured, not to mention the head?

The next day.

Qin Huan could not see any scars on his head. At this time, he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were ordinary. He glanced indifferently and fell on Feng Yi Dao not far away.

I can't help but sigh. This time, he was ready to die, but he didn't expect to win like this.

Qin Huan couldn't help thinking of the imprint of the figure in his body. Recalling his sentence "becoming a furnace tripod is the greatest fortune", Qin Huan guessed in his heart.

Qin Huan stood up slowly, looked at the heaven that had been revealed, and then looked at the demon sword statue in the sky. He said gently, "I'm lucky to live up to my life. Dare you, sir, can you sit down and have a good talk?"

The demon sword Lord looked at Qin Huan and said gently, "there's nothing to talk about. As long as you promise, no one can interfere with your decision."

Qin Huan frowned slightly. He didn't want to end up like this. Just as Qin Huan was ready to answer, a huge palm suddenly appeared in the light curtain.

"No!"

The devil's sword above the giant sword, the heaven outside the light curtain and the infinite look of Tao all changed dramatically. The three started at the same time to try to stop the giant palm, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

The whole world burst in vain when the giant palm fell. Everyone's people, things and everything turned into countless fragments at this moment. These fragments condensed into a beautiful shadow and enveloped Qin Huan

"Bang!"

The giant palm fell, and the condensed shadow and Qin Huan turned into powder... The whole Nirvana realm no longer exists.

"Xuanyuan... Wait..."

Vaguely, a ethereal voice echoed in this nothingness.

At the same time, in the center of a gloomy world with endless stone tablets, there was an almost crisp laughter

He looks very cautious in this gloomy place.

"Cluck... Wait..."