Chapter 888 Tianming Nerve

Jingyue looked at Wushuang's leaving figure, a hint of deep meaning flashed in her eyes. She also did not expect such a result, which was beyond her expectation.

She originally thought that the people Huo'er invited were just a mob, but she didn't expect that the two people who took action were so powerful, and she didn't know how strong the remaining seven people were.

She looked forward. On the flame battle platform where she was, there was also a helper invited by Huo'er. He was a middle-aged man who had cultivated to the eighth level of the Yuan King Realm.

This person looked ordinary and unremarkable, inconspicuous in the crowd, but now she did not dare to be careless at all. Wushuang was a lesson learned from the past.

She suddenly thought of something and looked at Mr. Qingpeng beside her. She saw the latter sitting there with his eyes closed, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. His expression was extremely indifferent, with a sense of indifference. Outstanding temperament.

In his body, Jingyue felt a calm temperament, and his expression remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai, as if nothing could touch his state of mind.

It seems that he came here not to fight, but to practice.

"Young Master Qingpeng is indeed the top genius of the Qingpeng clan. Such a temperament is rare for the younger generation." The strong man from the Xuanjin Mingjia Turtle Clan smiled at Qingchen.

Qingchen also looked at Young Master Qingpeng, nodded happily, and said: "This boy is indeed extraordinary and extremely talented. He was born to be different from others. If he hadn't deliberately restrained himself, he would have already become the Yuan Emperor."

"Are you deliberately trying to restrain your realm?" The people around him looked strange when they heard this. They only heard that many people were desperately trying to improve their realm, but Master Qingpeng actually wanted to suppress his realm?

"Well, ten years ago, he had already entered the Half-step Yuanhuang. His understanding of the power of rules was already very strong, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he suppressed his realm and wanted to pursue perfection and create the strongest body of rules." Qing Chen explained.

Everyone around him was speechless. They looked at the peerless figure on the battlefield with shock. He deliberately suppressed his realm in order to pursue perfection. This move seemed crazy, but in fact it reflected his confidence in his own talent.

He is confident that he can be promoted to Emperor Yuan, and he is even more confident that he can create a body with perfect rules. Such a character that is neither arrogant nor impetuous is simply terrifying.

Looking at the entire Tianxuan Nine Realms, there are probably not many people in the younger generation who have such a character.

The high priest looked at the nine battle platforms in the void and said, "If no one challenges us again, then this war between the goddesses will be over."

After the words fell, the space suddenly became silent, and the crowd's expressions were shocked. Only the Ninth Princess occupied a flame battle platform. If no one challenges her again, the Ninth Princess will become the goddess of the future.

The battles between the goddesses in previous years were extremely fierce, and there was no telling how many battles would break out. But if this ended like this, the Ninth Princess seemed a little relieved.

After all, so far, there have only been ten battles in total. Except for two or three fierce battles, the others were very ordinary and did not bring much shock to everyone.

After hearing the words of the high priest, Jingyue, Fengxuan and Lingshuang were all a little anxious. They had not yet captured a battle platform, but Huo'er had already taken the lead in occupying one. The current situation was extremely difficult for them. unfavorable.

"Go to battle." Jingyue looked at the seven people with her beautiful eyes and said, with a hint of determination in her tone. No matter what, the battle must be won.

Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked forward. The originally quiet space seemed a little more manic, and someone was already ready to make a move.

Among the nine battle platforms, only Qin Xuan has the lowest level, and there is only one person guarding it. Once Qin Xuan loses, the battle platform will be occupied by them, so many people are staring at him, trying to capture him. He blasted down.

Looking at the sharp eyes of those people, Qin Xuan chuckled and said calmly: "If you want to come up, come up, but I don't know how it will go down. I have to think about it myself."

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled and they looked at each other. Qin Xuan's words were undoubtedly threatening them, so that they would not dare to go up easily, using the same method as Tai Long.

"He is only at the eighth level of Yuanwang Realm. As long as we take turns attacking, I don't believe he can hold on." Someone whispered.

"How to arrange the order? The one who goes up first is more risky." Someone said solemnly, this is the biggest problem. The person who goes up first will have to face Qin Xuan who is in the strongest state, and it will be difficult to succeed in one fell swoop.

I saw one of them's eyes flickering, as if he had thought of something, and whispered: "No matter who knocks him down first, the person who hit him first can recover his true energy and then challenge again. You can't kill him, only the last one can do it." Only the strong can occupy this battle platform.”

Several people showed a look of thinking, then nodded and said: "Okay."

Then I saw one person rushing onto the battlefield, his eyes as dark as ink, and there was a dark aura that made people look at him and feel fear in their hearts, as if they were seeing the eyes of a devil.

"Are you a member of the Xuanjin Underworld Turtle clan?" Qin Xuan asked in surprise. He had cultivated the magical power of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle, and the Xuanwu Divine Turtle was an ancient divine beast, much stronger than the Xuanjin Underworld Tortoise.

"Exactly." The man said proudly. The reason why he dared to come up first was because he had confidence in his own defense. Even if he couldn't defeat Qin Xuan, he could still escape intact.

Seeing the indifferent look on the man's face, Qin Xuan nodded slightly and said, "It seems you are ready."

"I want to see what you are capable of." The man spit out a voice, and the spiritual energy around his body roared out. Black palm prints appeared in front of him, revealing an unparalleled thick aura.

The palm print was filled with extremely complex patterns, shining with light, and seemed to contain profound mystical principles. If you look closely, you will find that those patterns are extremely similar to the patterns on the tortoise shell of the black gold dark armor tortoise.

"Go!" The young man slapped his palms, and palm prints blasted towards Qin Xuan. The light patterns on the palm prints flowed, bursting out with terrible power, as if to kill everything.

Qin Xuan took a step forward, and a sacred sword appeared in his hand. It was the first Yuanhun, the Holy Sword!

Qin Xuan stabbed out with a sword, and the dazzling sword light penetrated the void, wrapped in a super destructive aura, and blasted on the palm print, bursting out with a harsh clanging sound.

However, the scene that everyone expected did not appear. Qin Xuan's sword did not break the palm print released by the black gold dark armor tortoise Tianjiao.

"Haha, the Tianming nerve is profound and infinite. It integrates the physical characteristics of my Xuanjin Mingjia turtle clan. How can the attack released be easily broken." The Xuanjin Mingjia turtle clan strongman laughed, with a hint of pride in his smile.

Qin Xuan looked stunned. His sword could break the defense of ordinary people in the ninth level of Yuanwang realm, but at this moment, he couldn't break a palm print. It was incredible.

"If you can't break my attack, then die." The Xuanjin Mingjia turtle clan Tianjiao said, with a bright smile in his eyes.

He stepped forward, and dark palm prints surrounded him. He was powerful and proud. With such a strong defense, he was not afraid of any attack.

If he couldn't even break his attack, how could he really hurt him?

"Can't break it?" Qin Xuan's mouth corners rose slightly, and the holy sword Yuanhun in his hand disappeared, replaced by a golden spear.

Seeing Qin Xuan change his weapon, the man sneered and said, "Do you think changing the weapon will be useful?

Qin Xuan did not respond to him. The rules of space bloomed and his body disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared in front of the man.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a golden light shot out from the space, silently. Then everyone saw a figure in white holding a golden spear and killing, floating out of the world, faintly revealing a trace of supreme grace.

The spear was extremely fast, passing through the void at a rapid speed, trying to penetrate the man's body.

Seeing the golden light suddenly descend, the man's pupils suddenly shrank, his figure retreated, and at the same time his palms slapped forward, and all the dark palm prints around him flew out, making a rolling whistling sound, and went to kill Qin Xuan.

Only Seeing the spear piercing the palm print, there was a metallic collision sound, and everyone's heart trembled. The sword failed to break it just now, can it be broken now?

When the spear tip pierced the dark palm print, Qin Xuan felt a terrifying rebound force along the spear into his arm, and his whole arm was a little numb and trembling slightly.

A trace of horror flashed in his eyes. This person's defense was too strong!

"This is a magical power that integrates the Tianming nerve. It has extremely strong defensive power. If it does not have extremely strong destructive power, it is difficult to break it." Feng Qing's voice suddenly appeared in Qin Xuan's mind.

"Extremely strong destructive power. "Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. The golden spear in his hand disappeared, and a black sword appeared. The sword body was extremely black, revealing a bit of coldness.

This black sword was the Soul-Destroying Sword that Qin Xuan had not used for a long time. It was also a top-grade spiritual weapon. However, Qin Xuan had been using the Heavenly Weeping Sword recently, so he put it down.

Now there is not much energy left in the Heavenly Weeping Sword. If he wants to burst out that attack, he can only use the Soul-Destroying Sword.

A terrible sword intent burst out from Qin Xuan's body. Qin Xuan looked at the man. In an instant, his temperament changed greatly. He was no longer as calm and easy-going as before, but revealed an unparalleled sharpness. The whole person seemed to merge with the sword intent, arrogant and majestic.

Qin Xuan's strongest power is the power of swordsmanship. To break this palm print, he naturally cannot do without the sword.