Peerless Battle Spirit - 1581. The first thousand five hundred and eighty-one chapters nightmare struck

The first thousand five hundred and eighty-one chapters nightmare struck

Of course, he was still a little worried.

His conspiracy is too simple, even if this person is very ignorant, he can see the calculations 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-Rank Qing Sage?”

A strange color flashed across Qin Nan’s eyes.

He really understood Elder Yang Long’s calculations 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-Rank Qing Sage, and the breath released by the dignified Unlord Vault, even in the face of those immortals, he must still be able to capture a lot of the power of the Qing Sage.

“This elder Yang Long must have been in the position of immortality for a long time. He has not fought for a long time, and his mentality has changed. Originally, as long as I was given a certain benefit, no matter how good I was to persuade me, I would leave.”

“He just refused, and now he dug himself a big hole…”

Qin Nan smiled in his heart, and at the same time he strengthened his mind.

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

Like this elder Yang Long, under the protection of the Floating Immortal King, he would gradually be eroded by the arrogance, jealousy, etc. in his heart.

“Then thank you Elder Yang Long, I have wanted to go to the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage a long time ago to compete with other monks.”

Qin Nan clasped his fists and arched his hands. How could he refuse this kind of good deed?

“Haha, it’s really a hero who was born in a young age. Acting boldly and very courageous!” Elder Yang Long was overjoyed in his heart and laughed, fearing that Qin Nan would repent, and said, “I will give you a change token now!”

After saying this, his figure disappeared directly in place.

In his opinion, Qin Nan didn’t know the heights of the sky, the abilities of a world-famous genius, and the methods of immortals.

This made him eagerly want to send Qin Nan to the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, let Qin Nan know what strength and despair are.

“King Xiaopeng, Prince Mingyin, it seems that the fate between us is indeed not shallow.”

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

Time passed, and soon came the sixth Qingsheng tide.

Before Elder Yang Long’s figure came, Qin Nan was not in a hurry. He did not continue to take action and chose to wait.

“what happened?”

The monks in the Seventh Stage Qing Sage were stunned.

They had planned to fight to the death, but they did not expect that the mysterious monk would not make a move.

“Could it be that our protest has already taken effect? This shouldn’t be…no matter what, as long as he doesn’t make any moves, it will be fine.”

The monks in the Seventh Stage Qing Sage all breathed a sigh of relief.

They got the token for this position, but it cost a lot of money. Naturally, they didn’t want to be able to obtain the power of the sanctity again and again, just like it was wasted.

“It’s a pity, why doesn’t that person keep making moves?”

Among the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao, and Prince Mingyin, their faces coincidentally showed disappointment.

If the mysterious cultivator kept making moves, then Qin Nan’s visit to the Sage Space this time would be completely wasted and would be very depressed.

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

“Little friend, follow me to the Ninth-Rank Qingsheng.”

Elder Yang Long’s figure appeared again, and there was an extra token exuding the atmosphere of a world-class hegemon in his hand.

“Elder You Lao.”

Qin Nan stood up.

Huh!

Elder Yang Long stretched out his hand and grabbed it on his shoulder, causing him to disappear directly to another place.

The Ninth-Rank Qing Sage is different from the seventh-Rank Qing Sage. It is no longer a stone room, but a very luxurious wing room.

In addition to fairy wood futon and Tongxuan stone, there are also many fine wines, burning a piece of woody incense, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

“Little friend, then I will leave first. 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 wing.

It seems that he really looks forward to Qin Nan.

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

Boom!

Five hours later, the seventh Qing Sage tide erupted, and a powerful monk among the tenth-rank Qing Sage shot out like lightning, grabbing the power of the Qing Sage.

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

The majestic voice sounded, and Qin Nan’s whole aura rose to the extreme in an instant. He merged his whole body’s divine power with the three earthy auras into the profound stone.

Among the Ninth-Rank Pure Sage, the power that can be taken away is far beyond the Seventh-Rank Pure Sage, so just in case, he uses more of this peculiar aura.

Swipe it!

All kinds of fairy skills, shining up.

Every fairy art has amazing breath and extraordinary power.

The big earthy hands that Qin Nan evolved, no matter its aura, etc., were far from these seventy-odd celestial arts.

However, the moment this big earthy hand came out, the eyes of the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage and the cultivators in other positions were all attracted.

“That big hand… Could it be that the mysterious monk in the seventh-ranking pure sage just now entered the nine-ranking pure sage?”

Every monk had this amazing idea in his mind, and even made many people stand up subconsciously and stare at this scene closely.

“No wonder he didn’t make a shot last time…”

In the Seven-Rank Qing Sage, the middle-aged man and the inner disciple murmured to themselves, and then the corners of their mouths floated with a sneer.

You know, the Ninth Stage Qing Sage restricts the power to human beings and immortals.

Even if it is a world-famous genius, entering the Ninth-Rank Pure Sage, if there is not enough cultivation base, it will not be able to take advantage of it.

Right now, the mysterious monk’s big earth-yellow hands had a stronger aura than before, which was equivalent to the third level of the gods, and it could be shattered by any attack from a human being.

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

“If you don’t want to stay with the seventh-ranking sage, you dare to run into the ninth-ranking sage, and 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 cold, and the seal of the magic seal knotted, urging their fairy skills, and blasted towards the big khaki hand.

They didn’t feel any ill feeling towards this mysterious monk, but this person did not stay in the Seventh-Rank Pure Sage, and taught’Qin Nan’ a good lesson, which made them quite unhappy.