Chapter 1579

Mo Ling glanced at Qin Xuan coldly, and a fierce color appeared in his eyes. This time, he wanted Qin Xuan to die without a burial place.

"Everyone in Sanqing fairy palace, surround and suppress Qin Xuan. Whoever can catch Qin Xuan will be rewarded by the palace master!" Mo Ling turned and opened his mouth to the people behind him. Many people looked hesitant and seemed reluctant.

They all saw Qin Xuan's performance and tried their best to contribute to the nine regions. If they dealt with him, would they be too cruel.

Over the years, Sanqing fairy palace has carried a lot of curses, which also makes the disciples of Sanqing fairy palace angry. They dream of joining Sanqing fairy palace only when they become Temple disciples, not to be despised and abused.

"Are you going to disobey orders?" The voice of Mo Ling suddenly rose for a few minutes, and his spirit of being a superior was filled with, and his majesty as a son suddenly bloomed.

"This..." the disciples turned pale and showed a trace of fear. Mo Ling was very powerful in Sanqing fairy palace and covered the sky with one hand. Those who disobeyed him ended badly. How dare they disobey his will.

"If someone dares to retreat and not fight, it will be regarded as betraying the fairy palace and killing without amnesty!" Mingjue also said coldly, enjoying the spiritual resources of the holy palace. Now, it's too good not to do it when you need them!

"Anyone who doesn't want to fight can stand up now." Hua Yuntian's eyes swept through the crowd. Now he has reached the peak of the eight levels of the Yuan emperor, and his strength has reached the top level of the emperor. The pressure released by him has caused great pressure on the disciples.

Xiao Shu looked at this scene and laughed in his heart. Just because of these people, he wanted to kill Qin Xuan?

After all, did they underestimate Qin Xuan's combat power, or did they really think they were really evil characters?

Qin Xuan's fighting power revealed in the war with emperor Shifeng just now is enough to see his strength. Without the limit of the fighting power of the emperor, it is impossible to shake him.

No matter how many people do it, it's just death.

Of course, Xiao Shu naturally won't say anything. This is the business of Sanqing fairy palace, which has nothing to do with him.

"Since no one has any objection, let's do it!" I saw the dignified face of Mo Ling, stepping out directly, shining seven colored immortal light behind him, like a colorful lotus, wrapped him in it, emitting a sacred and powerful breath.

Ming Jue and Hua Yuntian followed, and many disciples of Sanqing fairy palace, like a powerful army, killed Qin Xuan in a mighty way.

Mo Lishang looked at the people in Sanqing fairy palace coldly and said, "but someone is willing to fight with me."

"I'm willing to fight."

"Willing to fight!"

An impassioned voice came out. In the direction of the ice palace, figures with outstanding temperament came to the front, surrounded by powerful ice rules, and looked sharply at the disciples of the Sanqing fairy palace. These people are traitors in the nine regions.

Mo Lishang glanced at the disciples beside him and showed a bright smile on his face. However, when he looked at Mo Ling and others again, his face was instantly cold.

"Mo Ling." An extremely cold voice came out, and suddenly a terrible chill shrouded the heaven and earth. The space seemed to solidify. The aura of heaven and earth stopped flowing. Many disciples of Sanqing fairy palace looked pale and couldn't help shivering. It was so cold.

The ink spirit looked up at the void in front of him. His eyes were sharp. His palm stretched forward, and the space in front suddenly released endless seven color immortal light, just like Shenhua. Where the immortal light reached, the cold air flow seemed to be wrapped by a heat flow and evaporated continuously.

Mo Lishang stepped into the void, ignored the space distance, directly came to the side of Mo Ling, raised his hand and blew out a cold palm print. The cold instantly frozen the space, as if it could solidify people's blood.

However, Mo Ling's face was still as usual. He would not take Mo Lisheng to heart in the nine level realm of the Yuan emperor.

A piercing explosion sound came out, and a sword appeared in Mo Ling's hand and stabbed towards the void ahead.

When a sword comes out, thousands of swords are born. Countless seven color sword Qi are raging in the space. Each sword Qi contains great terror power, tearing everything apart, and chopping the cold air flow, making it unable to gather together and weaken its prestige.

On the other hand, Ming Jue and Hua Yuntian led the disciples of Sanqing fairy palace to move forward. In front of them, a line of figures appeared there soon. They were the disciples of Hanbing temple.

Then, a battle broke out between the holy palaces. Mingjue fought against Han Miao, while Hua Yuntian fought with Bing Qinxue. The other disciples also found their own opponents.

Han Miao's talent is extremely high. Before Mo Lishang came, he was a candidate for the son of God, but his talent is still recognized by many disciples and is not inferior to mingjue.

As for Bing Qinxue, although she is known as one of the four beauties in the nine regions, what she has is not only unique appearance, but also her strength.

At this time, the demon lord led the people of the magic holy mountain across the void, and a terrible Demon power spread wildly. In the void, it seemed that there were a virtual shadow of demons and gods, threatening the heaven and earth. The violent air flow beat the void violently, trying to destroy everything.

"Lord, stop." At this time, a voice came from the boundless void and spread all over the world, just like the voice of God and Buddha, shaking many people's hearts and faces. Who's here?

The old man in the sky looked in a direction, but his face was very calm.

As if he had guessed who it was.

While breathing, a bright and dazzling golden light pierced the space like a sharp sword, and the space was torn open. Then the crowd saw a figure there, shrouded in the light of the Buddha, with a peaceful look, like an ancient Buddha in the sky, which made people feel solemn and afraid of any blasphemy.

The visitor is a Buddhist monk.

Although he didn't speak, many people present had guessed the identity of this person.

Presided over by the saint sound of the West sky, abbot Kong Chen.

"Senior brother." Immeasurably looked at the direction of the empty dust, and his body immediately disappeared in place and came to the side of the empty dust.

"I tried my best, but I didn't stop." Boundless whispered, with a bit of regret in his tone.

The elder martial brother was in seclusion. He didn't want to trouble the elder martial brother, so he took the initiative to ask for orders to stop the devil cultivation from going into trouble, but in the end, he alerted the elder martial brother to go out of the mountain in person.

"Everything needs no care." Empty dust waved his hand. He seemed to be very open, and his face didn't fluctuate much.

Then kongchen looked at the demon master with his hands folded and said, "if the demon master insists on fighting, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany you."

"In the later stage of the fifth order, do you want to fight with me?" The devil master's voice could not hear his joy and anger, but it shocked many saints and looked at the empty dust one after another.

Abbot kongchen also has the cultivation of five rank saints?