After entering the first prohibition in the back mountain, the space here was filled with all kinds of powerful princely auras.
But even facing the sixth-level princes, or even the seventh-level princes.
Qin Chong didn't even hesitate or pause.
The aura of his Eighth Brahma Sutra surged, and the hundred-foot-long ancient Brahma figure was like a Buddhist Vajra, walking among the mountains.
His arms wrapped around the scriptures, he raised his fists, and his big feet wrapped around the dragon's energy, leaving a mark.
Any prince who appeared in front of Qin Chong and tried to resist would be mercilessly killed by him.
If one punch doesn't work, use two punches; if one kick doesn't work, add another kick!
By the time Qin Chong arrived in front of the second restriction in Huaqing Holy Land, Qin Chong was already covered in blood.
At this moment, Prince Anjia, who was standing in front of the ban, had reached the level of a terrifying eighth-level prince!
Princes with this level of cultivation are top-notch powerful men even in other holy lands.
Now, they stood in front of Siguo Cliff, watching the bloody figure with dancing black hair and red robe gradually appear in front of them.
I couldn't help but feel shocked and angry!
Because this means that all the princes on the road have still not killed him, and no one has stopped him.
Tiannan Qin Chong, who stirred up a frenzy in the Hell of Fire not long ago, is now in the Huaqing Holy Land, and no one can suppress it! ?
"Haha, eighth-level prince?"
"You guys also want to stop me?"
Qin Chong came towards the restriction, raised his eyes and roared.
"Crazy Qin Chong, you have committed a heavenly crime today. If you are captured now, you may be able to keep your whole body. Otherwise, I will let your soul be refined and you will not be able to die!"
The eighth-level prince from the An family stepped forward angrily, holding an ancient royal spear tightly in his hand.
"Not allowed to die?!"
"Hahaha, a mere eighth-level prince dares to put an end to my life and death?!"
"You, can you stop me?"
But Qin Chong laughed wildly in anger, and the figure of Gu Fan above his head began to tremble wildly.
In the shocked eyes of all the princes of Anjia, the shadow that originally had two heads and four arms actually split into a ferocious head, with a third pair of arms extending out from under the ribs.
In fact, the entire figure increased from one hundred feet to two hundred feet!
Qin Chong's body and the phantom of Gu Fan were ignited with flames at the same time, and his dancing hair was like a holy flame!
"The aura of this madman can actually rise higher?"
"The aura of the flesh is really weird. Elder, take action quickly to kill it. Otherwise, the night will be long and full of dreams!"
The other princes couldn't help but take a breath at this time.
They saw Qin Chong without any fear, walking towards them with that terrifying shadow, and even their hearts suddenly palpitated!
"This son cannot be kept!"
The eight princes naturally saw Qin Chong's terror.
Such a descendant, with just the cultivation of all things, has such a body that shakes the sky. If he waits for him to become a king, how shocking will it be?
Qin Chong can no longer be used by Huaqing Holy Land, so he must be killed in the back mountain, otherwise, there will be endless troubles!
"Hua Qing, punish the sky!"
The murderous intention in his heart could no longer be increased, and the eighth-level princes of Anjia raised the spear in their hands, pouring endless princely energy into it.
How terrifying is the fighting power of the eighth-level princes?
The spear's glow easily rose to more than two hundred feet, and the spear, bathed in a murderous aura, fell from the sky, as if it was going to pierce Qin Chong's three heads and six arms.
"Your methods are useless to me!"
But even now when facing the eighth-level princes, Qin Chong had never thought of using the Dragon Song Sword.
He wanted to see if he could compete with the eighth-level princes by relying only on his physical means!
"Eight kills in the Brahma Sutra, massacre with six arms!"
boom!
In an instant, Liudao waved his arms and punched the spears of the eighth and other princes of Anjia one after another.
The first punch was shattered instantly!
I lasted two breaths with the second punch, but still lost!
The third punch caused the gun light to fall at a speed that was delayed by one breath!
The fourth punch became stronger, cracks appeared on the gun light, and the speed began to stagnate!
The fifth fist of the ancient Brahma roared with three heads, knocking the prince to the sky and smashing it into pieces!
The sixth punch!
When the fist light, which had soared to a height of two hundred feet, shrouded in flames as hot as a holy fire and covered the sky, all the princes of Anjia who stood in front of the second restriction were shocked.
The physical skills of this mere junior in the Wanxiang Realm actually possess such overbearing momentum?
At this moment, they seemed to be facing an ancient god!
Roar!
boom!
No matter how surprised these princes were, the three ferocious heads above Qin Chong's head all roared, and with Qin Chong's overwhelming anger and fighting spirit, they swallowed up these powerful princes with their last punch. on the body.
Buzz!
The fourth level of the Eight Kills in the Brahma Sutra is already the limit of Qin Chong's physical body.
The light of the fist was unstoppable, crushing all the means used by the princes, until it shook above the restriction, then it collapsed and disappeared.
But this world seemed to be immersed in it in an instant.
The dust fell, and on the last forbidden barrier before Siguo Cliff, only a few blood-red marks remained, like the beautiful flowers on the window on a cold night.
And these blood flowers are the last traces left by Prince Anjia in this world.
call!
At this moment, Qin Chong also came to the last restriction, and the ancient Sanskrit dharma above his head had dissipated.
The bloody journey consumed Qin Chong's physical strength a lot.
But Qin Chong's chest was rising and falling, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was getting hotter!
This is still not the peak of his combat power.
The Six-Armed Tutian had blasted open a gap in the last restrictive barrier. Qin Chong did not hesitate at all and entered it, heading straight for Siguo Cliff.
Huaqing Holy Land Mount Everest, Elder Hall.
An Changqing's face turned red and he looked at the flickering light of the magic circle at the foot of the mountain. Alarms sounded one after another, vibrating in his chest.
"Haha, An Changqing, do you still have the nerve to come here and argue with the Presbyterian Council?"
"Look at the people you brought here, how dare they act recklessly in the Holy Land!"
In the center of the hall, two old men from the holy realm were sitting upright, looking down at An Changqing in the hall.
"Isn't this what you forced me to do?"
"Big brother and second brother, you are really my good brothers. I have only been away for a few days, and you actually started to have ideas about Su Jiuyou!?"
An Changqing turned around, his anger still lingering, and there was still strong wind surrounding him like a storm.
"That girl is now unable to advance further. She is alive today because of my Anjia help. It is her destiny to let her marry my son!" the second-fang saint sneered.
"Third brother, all this is the decision of the Council of Elders. You have no right to change it. Now, if Qin Chong dares to kill people in the Holy Land, he will be killed soon."
"At that time, you will not be able to escape the punishment of the clan!"
The master of the big house also said coldly.
"discipline?!"
"Anjia will be destroyed sooner or later by trash like you!"
"I want to see who can punish me today!"
But An Changqing's patience has reached its limit.
He wanted to come to the Presbyterian Church for argument, but found that these guys had no repentance at all.
An Changqing's heart was already cold. He could not explain or explain to Qin Chong.
Now, Qin Chong took action directly in the Holy Land again, and there was no room for change in everything, whether it was right or wrong.
But this time, he chose to side with Qin Chong!
"Third brother, it seems that you have been rebellious for a long time!"
"When Qin Chong's head is brought to the Elder's Hall, you and he will die together!"
The second-room saint stood up suddenly, and the aura of the holy realm suddenly emerged.
When the Holy Land was first built, An Changqing was also promoted to the Holy Realm. He would never let Sanfang grow up.
"Master, it's not good!"
However, at this moment, there were screams of surprise outside the Elder's Hall. A prince with a panicked face rushed in, knelt on the ground and howled: "Two heads of the family, then... Then Qin Chong killed all the princes in the back mountain, including the Holy Son Jingting, and he has now entered Siguo Cliff!"
"What did you say!?"
After being stunned for a long time, the two saints in the center of the hall suddenly stood up.
But at this time, their faces were full of shock.
There are so many princes in the back mountain, and before Siguoya, there were even eight princes and elders such as the eldest son of the An family sitting in charge.
How could they all be killed by Qin Chong! ?
Moreover, Qin Chong also killed An Jingting?
"Master, Elder An Feng is dead, and Qin Chong is unstoppable!"
But the prince kneeling in the main hall was just trembling, as if he had been frightened by Qin Chong and collapsed!
"Damn it, are those princes in the back mountain all trash?!"
"You all, go to the back mountain for me now. No matter what method you use, you must kill Qin Chong. No matter who dares to stop him, he will be killed without mercy!"
The owner of the big house was furious and shouted loudly, resounding throughout the Elder Hall.
"yes!"
In the main hall, all the elders also stood up at this moment.
These elders all come from Dafang's second house, and there are even nine princes among them.
"You enter, no one can leave!"
But An Changqing, who was standing in front of the main hall, was shining with holy light, and the strong wind exploded, covering all the elders.
"An Changqing, you are indeed crazy!"
"Even if you are promoted to the Holy Realm, you are still not allowed to make mistakes in the Holy Land!"
But the masters of the two houses instantly unleashed the full pressure of the Holy Realm, directly suppressing An Changqing's Holy Glory.
The other elders also took advantage of the situation and rushed out of the elders' hall and went straight to Siguo Cliff.
"An Qingshu, even if you die, you still have to keep them!"
In the main hall, An Changqing roared and turned around immediately, a spear condensed in his palm.
"Perhaps this is the happiest day in my life!"
He raised his spear and pointed it directly at the two saints in the temple.
"The traitor of the An family, Chang Qing, learns the magical powers of two holy realms!"
Thinking over the cliff.
Inside the closed grotto, An Chiyue was covered in blood, and she was holding Su Jiuyou, whose mouth was covered in blood, with tears all over her face.
"Jiuyou, don't try again. It was my sister who harmed you. If you didn't come to settle down with me, how could you have suffered like this?"
"No, as long as I can be promoted to prince, maybe I can take you out."
But Su Jiuyou in her arms still struggled to get up.
"Keep attacking the prince and you will die!"
"Maybe, maybe now that my father has brought Qin Chong back, he will come to save us!"
Anchi Yuelihua shook her head with rain, now she was powerless.
"Qin Chong..."
The moment Su Jiuyou heard these two words, her expression changed slightly. Then she pursed her lips and stood up forcefully, regardless of the pain in her dantian.
"Then I want to attack the princely realm."
"This holy land is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. If he really comes to Huaqing, he will be doomed!"
"He can't come!"
"The dragon's pond and the tiger's den cannot trap me. Even if I am doomed, I have nothing to fear!" But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the confinement grotto.
Immediately, in the shocked eyes of Su Jiuyou and An Chiyue, the barrier of the grotto rippled, and the figure of Qin Chong, covered in blood, gradually appeared from outside the barrier.
His eyes were like torches, burning like endless flames, but at this moment, there was a soft light flickering.
"You are in trouble here, how can I not come?"
