He was trying hard to catch his breath, while Qingxuan was working harder to prepare the next blow to kill him.

"Because this treasure has an owner."

The monk from Rome whetted his appetite as soon as he opened his mouth. Taoist Qingxuan subconsciously looked up at the mass of yin and yang in the sky.

This thing has an owner. Don’t the people around it know that they are working hard for it? Now the treasure is being circulated back and forth among multiple people. If there is an owner, it will definitely be noticed.

These people are not little minions.

"Explain clearly, otherwise I will beat you to death."

"The treasure has been reserved by an ancient holy king. Before the underworld came, we got in touch with that holy king three years ago. He reached some kind of agreement with Lord Panhu. I am here to attend the appointment today.

of."

The gun-wielding monk answered without any delay. After the fight just now, he already deeply understood that he could not defeat Taoist Qingxuan.

The strong men of the Immortal Way are less ferocious, but their fighting skills are not ambiguous at all. The Taoist methods are extremely sophisticated and are generally stronger than those of other eras.

Qingxuan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "You answered simply, aren't you afraid of being skinned by Panhu when you go back?"

The gun-wielding monk showed a self-deprecating smile and said: "I was chosen by lot. Your Majesty will not investigate how the process goes, as long as I really help the Holy King. As for whether I want you to know or not, those two

The big guys don’t care.”

Then he glanced at Du Shi, who was sitting quietly in the ruins, and continued to say in order to delay more time:

"The plan was set three years ago, but it's a pity that the two big shots didn't see the changes in the past three years. The Sword Immortal has been held back, and the Flying General has no fighting skills. How many people can you two stop?

"

Three years ago, he felt that the success rate of this plan was extremely high. The most fatal shortcoming of the flying general was his insufficient cultivation. The peak level of Nascent Soul was not low, but it was still insufficient for top combat power.

But three years later, he felt that if there was no miracle, it would basically end in failure. The Holy King only felt that the Sword Immortal was a threat, but he did not know that there were two more great gods in China, one more terrifying than the other.

Just because the Taiyin Star Lord is guarding the central and western regions of China, even if someone really grabs the treasure, they may be left behind in China. Not to mention the unfathomable living immortal, it is too difficult.

"The abacus is good."

A majestic voice came from afar, followed by a terrifying pressure that pressed in like a tsunami.

The two men suddenly turned back, their bodies tense, and saw the formations of mortals below walking out of the protection of the formation.

They walked in neat steps, sang high-spirited military songs, and fearlessly entered the battlefield that mortals should not enter.

"Toward the front, our blood is strong, showing its edge, shocking tigers and wolves."

"As we move forward, our steps are sonorous. In the wind and rain, I hold my chest high."

Wherever the soldiers of Qin stepped, the fate of the country came overwhelmingly.

A goddess wearing a black robe and a flat crown on her head came from the void, holding a majestic sword in her hand, and her eyes were full of nobility and majesty.

Qingxuan and the gun-wielding monk were both confused. Where did this strong man come from? His aura was so terrifying.

After taking a closer look, it was Qin Fei General Wei Xi, who many reincarnations said could only command mortals at the Zhenguo level. She was not weak, but she was definitely not at the Zhenguo level.

Wei Xi raised the bronze sword in his hand high, and struck it down with a strike, as if the sky was falling.

A thousand-foot-long black dragon appeared from the sky, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the spear-wielding monk in one gulp.

The gun-wielding monk had no chance to resist. Billions of Nations suppressed him in an instant. He seemed to hear the roars of the mortals on the ground.

Their panic and fear disappeared at this moment, leaving only the clanging murderous intent and military strength.

Incense is the most powerful force in the world today, and national destiny is a type of incense, but it is more difficult to use.

The black dragon disappeared, leaving only a red double-edged spear. The spear trembled slightly, trying to escape into the void, but the next second it was held by a pair of hands with some calluses and weather.

"The years of fighting with me, Great Qin, should come to an end."

The goddess held Tai'a's sword and struck at the Blood Abyss Spear. The majestic sword collided with the demi-immortal's energy, and its vibrating sound was so startling that the battle in the distance stopped slightly.

when!

A crack appeared in the jade-like sound of the Blood Abyss Gun, and it trembled slightly, wailing and praying.

when!

Another sword fell, the crack deepened slightly, and the Blood Abyss Spear erupted with unparalleled blood evil, trying to corrode Wei Xi. However, how can the power of a spear surpass the power of a country?

The third sword fell, and the Blood Abyss Spear split into two, so that it finally stopped struggling.

Not dead, but not far away.

Wei Xi put it into his storage utensils and thought to himself: I have something for my husband again.

After all, it is a semi-immortal weapon and can barely be regarded as a treasure.

"Wei...General Wei?" Taoist Qingxuan was a little dumbfounded. How could he not become so powerful all of a sudden?

Also, is it possible to compete with the Sword Immortal in this state? Can the Immortal be able to stop him?

Wei Xi nodded slightly and said: "You have done a good job, leave it to me next."

"General Wei, you can't take risks. You just heard that behind this treasure is an ancient holy king. You are no match."

"I'm not, Da Qin is."

After saying that, she picked up her sword and followed the soldiers away, rushing to the battlefield where light and darkness were uncertain.

The flag of the Qin Dynasty is hunting in the wind, and the distant military songs are heard.

In the astonished eyes of many "immortals", the mortal army stepped into the battlefield. It was clear that the guns in their hands could not hurt anyone, and it was clear that mortal bodies could be turned into ashes at any time on this battlefield.

But the millions of soldiers showed no fear, and there was only one figure in their eyes, the rain-seeking god of Qin.

"Watch the dragon roar of our great Qin, advance forward and destroy the invaders."

The black dragon soared into the sky, with a huge body, baring its teeth and claws amidst the melodious military songs, and pounced on the gods in the sky.
Chapter completed!