Chapter 1578 Elder Yang Long

Chapter 1578 Elder Yang Long

"How is this possible?"

Not only the middle-aged man, but the inner disciples under the command of the Immortal King of the Southern World, as well as the other monks of the Qipin Qingsheng, who were originally very proud, were all shocked and couldn't believe it.

Even the monks in other positions were attracted, their faces full of astonishment.

Most of them have practiced in this holy space several times, and they have never seen such a strange scene.

"This is absolutely impossible. Some kind of mutation must have occurred just now, and it has become like this!"

The middle-aged man, the inner disciple, and the other monks of the seventh-rank Qingsheng quickly came back to their senses with calm faces.

As we all know, there are more than 3,000 monks among the seventh-rank Qingsheng, and their divine power will be suppressed to the peak of the earth god.

Even if an unrivaled genius came here and used extremely unnatural methods, it would be impossible to achieve this level.

Therefore, it must have been a coincidence just now, and it will not happen again.

Qin Nan didn't know what they were thinking, and his eyes were all focused on the two thousand and eight hundred pieces of holy crystals.

"As expected of the Masterless Vault, it is really extraordinary. If this goes on like this, it will take less than a month to unravel the heart of rebellion."

Qin Nan showed joy, ready to start refining.

Swish!

Just at this moment, an ancient brilliance bloomed from the map of the Lordless Vault in his sea of ​​consciousness, which condensed into a big hand, grabbed a thousand holy crystals, and swallowed them into the map.

All this happened so fast that even Qin Nan couldn't react.

"Swallowed by..."

Qin Nan froze in place, and after a while, he came back to his senses, feeling a little depressed.

He now understands a little bit why Wuzhu Qiongtu is so proactive. The feeling is that the latter is also eyeing these holy crystals.

"Forget it, it's not bad to get so much."

Qin Nan quickly adjusted his mentality.

After all, there is no Masterless Vault map, so he fetched at most 300 pieces.

After a while, Qin Nan refined all the holy crystals and waited quietly.

Five hours passed quickly, and the majestic and vast Qingsheng tide surged again, and the tenth-rank Qingsheng, the ninth-rank Qingsheng, etc. shot one after another.

"Seventh-rank Qingsheng monks make a move!"

Qin Nan moved immediately and slapped out his palm, surging with divine power.

The difference from the last time is that this time, instead of evolving into an earthen wall, it condensed into a big khaki-colored hand.

"Ok?"

Qin Nan narrowed his eyes slightly.

All I saw was that there were more than forty powerful immortal arts in front of him, slashing towards his big yellow hand with astonishing power.

"Hehe, last time, I let you take advantage of it by accident, this time, let's see what else you can do!"

The middle-aged man and the inner disciple sneered at the same time.

For this scene, the two of them had expected that Qin Nan took too much advantage last time, which would naturally cause displeasure among other monks.

And even if the last time was a coincidence, some monks would attack him just in case.

Swish!

However, this big khaki hand seemed to have become invisible and intangible. It passed through more than forty kinds of immortal arts, landed on a large piece of pure holy power, and grabbed it away at an astonishing speed.

Exactly the same as last time, ninety percent of the holy power possessed by the position of seventh-rank holy saint was taken away.

"This……"

The middle-aged man, the inner disciple, and the other monks were all stunned.

Isn't it a coincidence?

Why is it still like this the second time?

"Ok?"

In addition to most of the monks present, even the monks of the ninth and tenth ranks of the holy saints looked up and raised their brows slightly.

"This second time is definitely a coincidence. It is impossible for him to do this all the time! I just don't believe it today. Wait until the third time, and you can still take 90% of it!"

The faces of the middle-aged man, the inner disciples, and other monks became cloudy and slightly ugly.

At this moment, there were more monks staring in Qin Nan's direction.

They all had the same plan in their hearts, waiting for the third holy tide to attack Qin Nan.

"I didn't expect that after merging into this breath, I can ignore the attacks of other fairy arts, then there is nothing to worry about."

Qin Nan looked at the map of the masterless vault, grabbed another thousand pure holy crystals, thought to himself, and then began refining.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon the third, fourth, and fifth holy tides broke out.

By the end of the fifth tide, the middle-aged man, the inner disciple, and all the monks of the seventh-rank pure sage were all dumbfounded.

For the third time, hundreds of monks shot at the same time, but they still couldn't shake the big yellow hand, watching helplessly as ninety percent of them were taken away.

They were not discouraged and still firmly believed that this was just a coincidence.

But when thousands of people made a move for the fourth time, and almost everyone made a move for the fifth time, the big yellow hand still had no effect, and when they easily took away the holy power, they were completely defeated.

Is this still a coincidence?

Five coincidences in a row?

"What exactly is going on?"

"Who the hell is it? It's even possible to do this!"

The monks from the first-rank Qingsheng to the sixth-rank Qingsheng became shocked and couldn't believe it.

"It seems that there is an interesting character among the seventh-rank holy saints."

Among the ninth-rank and tenth-rank holy saints, there was a strange look in the eyes of those who already had a great reputation in the small fairyland of the ascending heaven.

"I didn't expect anyone else to be able to do this. Qin Nan, Qin Nan, you're out of luck this time."

Among the Ninth Rank Pure Saints, Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao smiled.

With such a character, among the seventh-rank pure saints, Qin Nan will definitely not be able to obtain the power of pure saints in the future.

"Tsk tsk, you also have bad luck!"

On the other side, Prince Mingyin's voice was weird, and the green light in his eyes kept shaking.

As long as he thinks of Qin Nan's ugly face after he can't obtain a little bit of holy power, he will feel a little excited in his heart.

At this time, Qingsheng Great Space, an ancient palace suspended in the depths of the sky.

"Report!" An urgent shout suddenly pierced the silence, and a young disciple in a long robe ran in with a panicked face.

"How many times have I told you that you must stay calm when things happen. How can you be so flustered?" An indifferent voice sounded from above the palace, and wisps of immortality swept across.

"Yang...Elder Yang, something very strange happened in Qingsheng Tidal, I don't know how to describe it, please look at the jade slip!" The young disciple hurriedly handed over a jade slip.

"Huh? How did you do this?" The monk named Elder Yang didn't care at first, but when his divine sense swept away, his expression froze.