Chapter 1580 Nightmare Strikes

Chapter 1580   Nightmare Strikes

Of course, he was still a little apprehensive.

His conspiracy is too simple, even if this person is very ignorant, he can still see the calculation inside.

As long as this person is a mature and stable person, not the kind of passionate young man with arrogance and lofty goals, it is very likely that he will be rejected.

"Let me enter the Ninth Grade Purity?"

A strange color flashed in Qin Nan's eyes.

Regarding Elder Yang Long's abacus, he did understand in an instant.

It's just that he never expected that this elder would give him such a big surprise.

You know, he has long coveted the ninth-grade holy saint, and the aura released by the dignified Wuzhu Dome, even if he faces those immortals, he must still be able to capture a lot of holy power.

"This Elder Yang Long must have lived in the position of Immortal for a long time. He has not fought all year round, and his mentality has changed. Originally, as long as you give me some benefits, and no matter how good you are, I will leave."

"He just refused, and now he has dug a big hole for himself..."

Qin Nan smiled in his heart, and at the same time became more determined.

For a while, he can't join any forces, and let the danger that exists all the time constantly hone him.

In order not to be like this Elder Yang Long, under the protection of the Floating Immortal King, gradually be eroded by the arrogance, jealousy, etc. in his heart.

"Then thank you Elder Yang Long, I have long wanted to go to the Ninth Rank Purity Sage and compete with other monks."

Qin Nan clasped his fists together, how could he refuse such a good thing that came to his door?

"Haha, it really is a hero born a young man, he is bold and courageous in his actions!" Elder Yang Long was overjoyed, and laughed out loud, fearing that Qin Nan would repent, and said, "I'll change the token for you right now!"

After saying this, his figure disappeared directly in place.

In his opinion, Qin Nan simply didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, the abilities of peerless geniuses, and the methods of immortals.

This made him eager to send Qin Nan to the Ninth Rank Purity Sage, to let Qin Nan know what strength and despair are.

"King Xiaopeng, Prince Mingyin, it seems that our fate is indeed not shallow."

Qin Nan suddenly thought of something, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, he sat cross-legged and calmed down.

Time passed, and soon came the sixth holy tide.

The figure of Elder Yang Long hadn't arrived yet, so Qin Nan wasn't in a hurry, and chose to wait instead of making further moves.

"what happened?"

The monks of the seventh-rank Qingsheng were stunned.

They had planned to fight to the death, but they didn't expect that mysterious monk to make a move.

"Could it be that our protest has already had an effect? ​​It shouldn't be... Forget it, no matter what, as long as he doesn't make any moves, that's fine."

The monks in the Qipin Qingsheng were all relieved.

It took a lot of money to get the token for this position, so they naturally didn't want to waste it like that because they couldn't get the holy power every time.

"It's such a pity, why didn't that person keep shooting?"

In the Ninth Rank Qingsheng, Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao, and Prince Mingyin, both of them showed disappointment on their faces.

If the mysterious cultivator keeps attacking, Qin Nan will be completely wasted and depressed if he comes to the Holy Space this time.

Qin Nan was very depressed, so they were very happy.

"Little friend, come with me to the Ninth Grade Purity Sage."

Elder Yang Long's figure reappeared again, and there was an extra token in his hand exuding the aura of an unrivaled overlord.

"It's Elder Lao."

Qin Nan stood up.

Swish!

Elder Yang Long stretched out his big hand and grabbed his shoulder, making him disappear in the same place and come to another place.

The ninth-rank Qingsheng is different from the seventh-rank Qingsheng. It is no longer a stone room, but a very luxurious wing room.

In addition to the fairy wood futon and Tongxuan stone, there are also a lot of fine wines, and a piece of wood is burned, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Little friend, then I will take my leave first, and I will wait for your good news."

After Elder Yang Long passed down a spiritual thought, he said with a smile, and patted Qin Nan on the shoulder before leaving the room.

It seemed that he was really looking forward to Qin Nan.

Qin Nan shook his head, fetched a bottle of fine wine, took a sip, and waited quietly.

Boom!

Five hours later, the seventh holy tide erupted, and the powerful monks among the tenth-rank holy saints made lightning strikes, grabbing the power of the holy saints one after another.

"Ninth-rank Qingsheng monks make a move!"

The majestic voice sounded, and Qin Nan's aura instantly climbed to the extreme. He merged his whole body's divine power with three earth-yellow auras, and drove it into the Tongxuan Stone.

Among the ninth-rank holy saints, the power of the holy saints that can be taken away far exceeds that of the seventh-rank pure saints, so just in case, he mobilized more of this strange aura.

Swipe!

All kinds of fairy arts are shining.

Every immortal technique has amazing breath and extraordinary power.

Qin Nan's big khaki hand, regardless of breath, etc., is far behind the seventy-odd immortal arts.

However, the moment the big khaki hand came out, it attracted the eyes of the Ninth Rank Purity Sage and other monks.

"That big hand...could it be that the mysterious cultivator from the seventh-rank pure sage just now entered the ninth-rank pure sage?"

This astonishing idea rose in the minds of all the monks, and even made many of them subconsciously stand up and stare at this scene.

"No wonder he didn't make a move last time..."

In the seventh-rank Qingsheng, the middle-aged man and the inner disciple muttered to themselves, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouths.

You must know that the Ninth Grade Purity is to limit the power to the first level of the Immortal.

Even if an unrivaled genius enters the Ninth Rank Pure Saint, if he does not have enough cultivation, he will not be able to gain any benefits.

Right now, the mysterious cultivator's big khaki hand is only slightly stronger than before, equivalent to about the third level of a god, and any human immortal's attack can smash it.

Although this big khaki hand possesses amazing abilities, it is bound to be doomed in the end.

"If you don't stay in the seventh-rank pure saint, you dare to run into the ninth-rank pure saint. You don't know how to live or die. Let's see how I teach you!"

Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao, and Prince Mingyin's eyes suddenly turned cold, and their magic seals knotted, urging their immortal skills, and blasted at the big khaki hand.

They didn't have any bad feelings towards this mysterious monk, but they were quite displeased that he didn't stay in the seventh-rank pure sage, and taught 'Qin Nan' a lesson.