In Qin Yan's sight, figures appeared instantly.
Qin Yan's eyes were calm.
The realm of immortality!
Yes, there is an extremely astonishing fluctuation spreading in this aura, which should be the strength of the Immortal Realm.
One of the men in red robes walked out.
He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and stared at Qin Yan: "You are so familiar, there is no need to wear a mask."
Qin Yan was silent.
The man in red robe smiled and said: "We all know you are Qin Yan, so you should take off your mask and come with us."
Qin Yan smiled and said, "Who are you?"
The red-robed man narrowed his eyes and exuded ferocious murderous intent, saying: "War against the Prince's Mansion!"
"War Prince's Mansion?"
Qin Yan's eyes narrowed.
He was silent for a moment, looked at the man in red robe and said with a smile: "What will happen if I don't follow you?"
The man in red robe smiled and said, "I might cripple you."
Qin Yan asked: "Is he so cruel?"
The red-robed man smiled and did not continue to speak. With a press of his thumb, an astonishing amount of spiritual power instantly penetrated the sky.
And under Qin Yan's gaze, this power shot toward him instantly.
The blood-red killing lights seemed to gradually collapse.
Qin Yan grinned.
Swing the sword.
boom.
Amazing sound impact.
Raging with powerful residual power.
Then Qin Yan's expression changed wildly, and he stumbled back dozens of feet, with blood all over his body.
He secretly thought, this is the realm of immortality.
The Dharma Realm of God is not the same concept.
Qin Yan looked at the red-robed man.
The red-robed man's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he said softly: "Don't they all say that you are capable of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Realm? And now you have actually entered the Divine Law Realm."
"It seems that you are now comprehending the inheritance of the Star God."
The expressions of other people in Prince Zhan's Mansion darkened, their eyes full of greed and fanaticism.
Star God inheritance.
That is quite an existence that defies heaven.
And Qin Yan reached the realm of divine law from the realm of ten thousand tribulations in just a few days. This improvement is 100% passed down to him.
Their breathing was rapid and their faces were full of enthusiasm, as if they were about to eat Qin Yan.
"Is there a problem?"
Qin Yan smiled.
The man in red robe smiled and responded: "No problem, anyway, this inheritance will come to us soon."
"And the Star God Tower."
He stared at Qin Yan and sneered.
Uh-huh.
Exploded instantly.
The red-robed man pressed hard with his right hand, and a powerful air flow shot out towards Qin Yan instantly like a giant dragon.
Qin Yan held the bloodthirsty sword and struck hard at the opponent.
Eight Demon-Slaying Swords.
The next moment, under the control of his will, sword lights burst out instantly.
The red-robed man's eyes narrowed, and his left and right hands collided hard, instantly unleashing a peerless collision technique.
boom.
puff.
Qin Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The man in red robe also took a dozen steps back, his eyes could not help but become serious, and there was a fierce look.
"ah?"
Many people watching around were shocked and said: "Qin Yan is now in the realm of divine magic, and he actually defeated the guardian Zhan Kuang of Prince Zhan's Mansion!"
"The protector of Prince Zhan's Mansion is quite powerful. He is a super master at the second level of the Immortal Realm!"
The expressions of other people in Prince Zhan's Mansion gradually turned gloomy, and their eyes were full of anger.
"presumptuous."
"Help Lord Zhan Kuang and take action together."
Several people in Prince Zhan's Mansion let out angry roars and started to pour out.
Qin Yan's eyes flashed, and the actions of several people made the corners of his mouth look unusually serious.
The eyes of destruction flashed out.
In an instant, the light in his eyes burst out like lightning.
laugh.
puff.
One person seemed to have been attacked by Qin Yan's soul, and he couldn't help but let out a shrill scream: "You guy..."
puff.
Qin Yan swung his sword, and the man's head flew out in an instant, with blood pouring down onto the ground.
Zhan Kuang's face was extremely cold, and he let out a long roar: "Go to hell."
Hey, he held his right hand, and under Qin Yan's gaze, the sky exploded, pouring out streams of terrifying spiritual power.
This spiritual power is extremely domineering and extremely terrifying, as if it contains a strong killing light.
Terrible.
Countless people around were aware of the power of this power.
Qin Yan directly activated his dual physique, causing the seven desolate bones to riot, creating an extremely destructive desolate aura all over his body.
"Dragon Elephant Divine Fist!"
"Immortal Fist!"
The icy voice resounded, and the next moment he directly used his huge palms to explode wildly.
Rumble.
The two forces between heaven and earth collided in an extreme way, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake, as if setting off the aftereffects of destruction, causing the ancient peaks all around to collapse in an instant.
Qin Yan stepped back, and Zhan Jue also took a few steps back. He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Are you a sword cultivator?"
Qin Yan nodded and said with a smile: "Is it true?"
Zhan Jue said in a ferocious voice: "I have never heard of a sword cultivator whose physical body is so strong!"
"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you don't have it."
Qin Yan smiled, then held the bloodthirsty sword again, raised the sword and drew it out. The light of the sword was like a waterfall, and the sword intent exploded, surging like a note!
puff.
Zhan Jue's eyes flashed, he clasped his palms together, raised them up again in an instant, and struck the air directly.
But this power was too strong. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, stared at Qin Yan's sword, and shouted: "What is the quality of your sword?"
"How can it be?"
The quality of Qin Yan's sword was truly unbelievable to him.
The power contained in the sword made him very afraid.
Damn it.
Clang.
Qin Yan didn't reply, but drew his sword and struck out again.
"Um?"
Zhan Jue's expression changed again, and he shouted: "Deadly impact!"
boom.
A ray of blood-red light was even more peerless than the light just now. It swept down fiercely, carrying extremely destructive power.
Qin Yan's sword easily smashed the attack into pieces.
Zhan Jue's expression was extremely ugly: "Your sword!"
puff.
Qin Yan's physique was violent, and he swung his sword.
Zhan Jue spurted out a mouthful of blood, and continued to retreat in the void, with a ferocious look in his eyes: "Damn it, it's so damned."
He is a master of the Immortal Realm. The bastard in front of him is just garbage of the Divine Law Realm. Why is he not his opponent?
Everyone around him was also stunned.
This Qin Yan is too strong.
Uh-huh.
Qin Yan had a ferocious look in his eyes, and he rushed over quickly, holding the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, and came in for another killing spree.
Zhan Jue raised his hand and pressed it, and bang, his body swayed and he took a dozen steps back.
Confinement technique.
Qin Yan had a look of horror in his eyes, and instantly his whole body was restrained by a powerful force, unable to move at all.
Zhan Jue's face became horrified and he couldn't move?
how come?
"not good!"
"stop!"
Seeing Qin Yan's attack, Zhan Kuang roared and let out a hysterical scream.
Clang.
puff.
Qin Yan drew his sword and refracted it downwards, instantly piercing Zhan Jue's head. Zhan Jue looked horrified and stared at Qin Yan: "You!"
Qin Yan said coldly: "It's better to leave, but I won't see you off."
Clang.
With one move of the sword, Zhan Jue's head flew out, dripping with blood.
Everyone around said in shock: "It's unbelievable. The protector of Prince Zhan's Mansion was actually killed. He was a master of the Immortal Realm."
The faces of the other people from the Zhan Prince's Mansion suddenly became extremely ugly, and they shouted: "You bastard, how dare you do this?"
Boom boom boom!
Qin Yan's face was stern, and he suddenly used the Soul Realm Killing Technique, which instantly affected the souls of a group of people, causing them to let out shrill and painful screams.
Clang.
Lift the sword.
puff.
Blood spattered and heads shot out of the sky.
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