Chapter 1008

The high priest held the chopping axe in his hand and looked calm as if nothing had happened.

The figure of the beheading saint was illusory to the extreme, and his breath was empty. He looked in the direction of the high priest, gave him a deep look, and sighed: "I think how brilliant I was in my life, invincible and powerful. I didn't expect to be humiliated by a younger generation today. It's really sad!"

"Lao Zu!" Bai Yuan and others trembled and looked at the beheading saint with concern.

However, the sage of chopping the sky waved his hand as if it didn't matter: "I've tried my best. If you can get the chopping axe back, you can get it back. If you can't, it's just a matter."

After that, he dragged his tired body to the depths of Tianguang mountain. His back looked extremely desolate and lonely, which made people sad.

It is really hard to imagine that the existence of the past has become like this.

The figure of the saint who cut the sky soon disappeared in the sight of all people. Bai Yuan and others once again turned their eyes to the high priest, but there was a very strong idea of killing.

"Now, are you satisfied?" White wall cold sound channel.

"Thank you for your gift. We're leaving." The high priest smiled faintly, and then looked at Qiu devil. The chopping axe in his hand flew towards him and said, "this chopping axe will be given to you. Don't live up to its reputation."

An excited color flashed in Qiu devil's eyes. He stretched out his hand and fiercely grabbed the chopping axe into his palm. Then he waved an axe at will towards the front space. He saw a silver axe light splitting into the void, with a light sound, the void was directly torn open, and all the surrounding aura was sucked into it, like a black hole.

"What a masterpiece!" Qiu devil was surprised. He could have this power with a random blow. No wonder the saint of heaven was so powerful in those days.

"Let's go." Said the high priest.

When the voice fell, all the people of shenhuang family rose up in the air and went out of the heavenly light mountain. The high priest, patriarch and goddess also disappeared into the empty air, and their body shape disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the crowded space at the previous moment, it became empty in the twinkling of an eye. The people of Tianguang white tiger family were quite restless.

Today is undoubtedly one of the most humiliating days for the Tianguang white tiger family.

Not only were many clansmen forced to fall, but they also lost a unique imperial weapon. Even their revered ancestor, who cut heaven, was humiliated in public.

It's -- it's terrible!

"Huang Hao, I will make you pay the price!" A cold light flashed in Bai Yuan's eyes. He wanted to repay the shenhuang family for today's revenge!

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In a nameless ancient mountain thousands of miles away from Tianguang mountain, the environment here is quiet, elegant and uninhabited. There is a winding spring below it, which makes the air feel cool.

At this time, on the top of the ancient mountain, a figure in white sat there quietly, with a handsome face and natural temperament. He looked very young and handsome, just like a romantic young man.

Qin Xuan opened his eyes. A ray of clear light flashed in his clear eyes. He had left cangdi's cave for a few days. He inadvertently came to this ancient mountain and stayed to practice.

"It's time to leave." Qin Xuan said to himself and stood up slowly.

Just as he was about to leave the ancient mountain, a palpitation suddenly came from the Dantian, and then an old voice sounded in his mind: "little guy, you're doing well now!"

At the moment when the sound fell, Qin Xuan's body suddenly became as stiff as lightning. His eyes became dull. The sound was

"Burn the old." Qin Xuan's heart trembled violently and his eyes were slightly red. He felt that he was hit by a heavy object in the depths of his heart. It was too sudden. He suddenly felt that it was an illusion and some unreal.

Just now, was it really the sound of burning old people?

"Why, you don't recognize me as an old man after I've only disappeared for such a short time?" Another laugh and curse came, so familiar, as usual, with a bit of ridicule.

"Burn old man, you finally wake up!" Qin Xuan's voice choked and made sure that burning old man really woke up. He immediately felt a warm flowing in his heart. He was incomparably warm and happy. He was even more excited than getting the Taicang array.

Burning old accompanied him all the way. He has long been regarded as a relative by him. No matter how long he will not forget, burning old gave him everything he has now.

"The emperor of the Yuan Dynasty is on the second floor. I can barely see it. When I was as old as you, I had already reached the peak of the emperor. You still can't!" Burning old man said proudly, as if he didn't like Qin Xuan very much.

"..." Qin Xuan looked stiff. The old man began to despise him as soon as he woke up, but he didn't refute anything when he thought that burning the old man was only boasting. Is this respect for the old man?

"There is also a sword spirit in your body. It has some spirit with its own soul like a sword. What's his identity?" The burning old man asked.

"Can you also find this?" Qin Xuan was stunned. He believed that burning old man could perceive the existence of the sword spirit, but it was incredible that burning old man could find that brother Fengqing was his own sword spirit.

"Of course, it doesn't depend on who I am." Burn old light way, as if this is nothing.

"All right." Qin Xuan was helpless and explained: "I met brother Fengqing in a secret place. He was trapped in his body by the eternal magic tablet. Finally, he abandoned his body and integrated his soul into his holy weapon. Now the holy weapon is being used by me."

"Oh, there are such things." The burning old man showed a surprised look and muttered to himself, "it seems that the little guy has an extraordinary origin. He can be suppressed by the eternal magic tablet. He was at least a saint before he died."

"Exactly." Qin Xuan nodded and thought that as expected, nothing could be concealed from burning old man. In an instant, he could guess that brother Fengqing was a saint.

As if he thought of something, Qin Xuan asked curiously, "burning old man, do you have any way to make the sword spirit have a flesh body?"

Burning old man thought for a moment and replied, "there are ways, but his cultivation was too strong before his death. I'm afraid it's difficult to find a suitable body to accommodate his soul. Moreover, his soul has been integrated with the magic weapon. If you want to reincarnate a person, you need to pull his soul out of the magic weapon."

"It's so complicated." Qin Xuan frowned, which was much more complicated than he thought.

I'm afraid that the flesh body that can accommodate the soul of a saint would also be a saint. The flesh body of a saint is so strong and full of treasure. Even if it falls, it is almost impossible to get their flesh body.

"I'll find a way for you, but you have more important things to do now." The burning old man said, and his tone suddenly became much more serious.

Qin Xuan's face became dignified when he heard this. He could have a hunch that what shaolao would say to him next must be very important.