Peerless Battle Spirit - 1579. The first thousand five hundred and seventy-nine chapter Yang Long elder

The first thousand five hundred and seventy-nine chapter Yang Long elder

“How can this be?”

Not only the middle-aged man, the inner disciple of the Nanshi Immortal King who was originally very proud, as well as the other monks in the Seventh Stage Pure Sage, were all shocked and couldn’t believe it.

Even the cultivators in other positions were attracted to him, their faces full of consternation.

Most of them have practiced several times in this pure sacred space, and have never seen such a weird scene.

“This is absolutely impossible. Something must have happened just now, and it became like this!”

The middle-aged man and the inner disciple, as well as the other monks in the seventh-rank pure sage, quickly recovered, their faces were calm.

As everyone knows, there are more than 3,000 monks in the Seven-Rank Qing Sage, and the divine power will be suppressed to the pinnacle of the earth god.

Even if a world-famous genius came and used very violent methods, it was impossible to achieve this point.

So, it must be a coincidence just now and it won’t happen again.

Qin Nan didn’t know what they thought, his eyes were all focused on more than two thousand eight hundred crystals.

“It’s worthy of being a masterless vault, it’s really extraordinary. If it continues like this, it will take less than a month to get rid of the heart of rebellious jealousy.”

Qin Nan was happy, ready to refining.

Huh!

At this moment, his masterless vault map in the sea of knowledge bloomed out of an ancient brilliance, condensed into a big hand, grabbed a thousand crystals of clear sacred, swallowed into the map.

All this happened so quickly that even Qin Nan couldn’t react.

“Swallowed…?”

Qin Nan was stunned in the same place. 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, and the feeling is that the latter is also focusing on these clear sacred crystals.

“No matter, it’s not bad to get so many.”

Qin Nan quickly adjusted his mentality.

After all, there is no Unlord Vault, he can take at most three hundred.

But for a long time, Qin Nan refined all the Qingsheng crystals and waited quietly.

Five hours passed quickly, and the majestic and vast tide of Qingsheng surged again, and the tenth-rank Qingsheng, the nineth-rank Qingsheng and so on successively took action.

“Seventh-Rank Qing Sage Monk makes a move!”

Qin Nan moved immediately, slapped his palms, his divine power was surging.

The difference from last time is that this time, instead of evolving an earthen wall, it has condensed into a big earth-yellow hand.

“Um?”

Qin Nan narrowed his eyes slightly.

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

“Hehe, last time, you accidentally took advantage of it. This time, let’s see what else you can do!”

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

Regarding this scene, the two of them had long expected that the last time Qin Nan had gained too much benefit, it would naturally arouse the dissatisfaction of other monks.

And even if the last time was a coincidence, some cultivators would shoot it just in case.

Huh!

However, this big earth-yellow hand, as if it had become invisible and innocent, went through these more than forty celestial arts, fell on a large piece of the power of the sage, and grabbed it away at an astonishing speed.

Just the same as last time, the power of the cleansing sage possessed by the seventh-ranking cleansing position was taken away by 90%.

“this……”

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

Isn’t it a coincidence?

Why is this the second time?

“Um?”

In addition to most of the cultivators present, even the cultivators among the Ninth-Rank and Tenth-Rank Sage also raised their heads and raised their brows slightly.

“This second time is absolutely coincidental. He couldn’t have been able to do this all the time! I just don’t believe it today. By the third time, you can still take away 90%!”

The middle-aged man, the inner disciple, and other monks, their faces became uncertain and slightly ugly.

At this time, there were more monks staring in Qin Nan’s direction.

They all had the same plan in their hearts and waited until the third Qing Sheng Tide to attack Qin Nan.

“Unexpectedly, after blending in this breath, I can ignore the attacks of other celestial arts, then there is nothing to worry about next.”

Qin Nan looked at the Unlord Vault, and grabbed another thousand crystals of Qing Sage. He said in his heart, and immediately began to refine.

As time passed bit by bit, the third, fourth, and fifth Qingsheng tide erupted soon.

When the fifth tide was over, the middle-aged man, the inner disciple, and all the monks of the Seventh Stage Qing Sage, all looked dumbfounded.

For the third time, hundreds of monks shot at the same time, but they still couldn’t shake the big yellow hand, and they watched as they were taken away by 90%.

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

But by the fourth time a thousand people shot, and the fifth time almost everyone shot, the big yellow hand still had no effect. When the power of the sage was easily taken away, they were completely defeated.

Is this still a coincidence?

Five consecutive coincidences?

“What exactly is going on?”

“Where is it sacred? It can be done like this!”

The monks from the first-rank pure sage to the sixth-rank pure sage became shocked and couldn’t believe it.

“It seems that there is an interesting character among the Seven-Rank Qing Sage.”

Among the 9th-Rank and 10th-Rank Pure Sages, the one who is in the Xingtian Xiaoxian Realm already has a prestigious existence, and his eyes also showed a strange color.

“Unexpectedly, there are still people who can do this, Qin Nan, Qin Nan, this time you are unlucky.”

Among the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao’s mouth was filled with a smile.

With such a character, among these seven-rank Qing Sage, then Qin Nan would definitely not be able to obtain the power of the Qing Sage.

“Tsk tsk, you also have bad luck!”

On the other side, Prince Mingyin had a weird voice, and the green light in his eyes kept shaking.

He only had to think about the ugly face after Qin Nan could not obtain a little power of the sanctity, and there was a little excitement in his heart.

It was also at this time, the Great Space of Qingsheng, an ancient palace suspended in the depths of the sky.

“Report!” A hurried shout suddenly pierced the tranquility, and a young disciple in a robe ran in with a panic face.

“How many times have I told you that you must be calm when you are in trouble, so panic, what kind of decent is it?” A light voice sounded from the top of the palace.

“Yang…Elder Yang, something very strange happened in Qingsheng Tide. The disciple doesn’t know how to describe it, please look at the jade slip!” The young disciple hurriedly handed over a piece of jade slip.

“Huh? How did this happen?” The cultivator named Elder Yang didn’t care at first, but when his spiritual thoughts were swept away, his face was directly stunned.