Peerless Battle Spirit - 1583. The first thousand five hundred and eighty-three chapters

The first thousand five hundred and eighty-three chapters

Under this arrest, there was not 90% of the previous time, but 60% were also captured.

And after catching it, he drove the power of Qing Sheng into Qin Nan’s wing room at an extremely alarming speed, not giving others a chance to stop him.

“Can still capture 60%?”

“What kind of method is this?”

“Where is this person sacred?”

Among the first-grade Qingsheng to the eighth-grade Qingsheng, the monks couldn’t help taking a breath of cold air, and they were dumbfounded.

Even among the Ten-Rank Qing Sages, those with prestigious names are no exception.

You know, this big earth-yellow hand is only comparable to the three gods.

If the master who uses this technique can beat it out of the power of the human and immortal, wouldn’t it be unstoppable?

“Xingtian Xiaoxianyu is indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger!”

Among the Ninth-Rank Pure Sage, the monks in the realm of human immortals and gods all shook their heads together, smiled bitterly on their faces, and were completely impressed by the power of this big earthy hand.

However, their mentality quickly adjusted.

Once they came, they were safe, and they could only fight for the remaining 40%.

And in a sense, facing such a powerful means, their fighting spirit will be stimulated and tempered, and it is not necessarily all bad.

“With such a powerful method, why come to this clear space?”

Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin both had a slightly ugly expression.

It was not because of this failure that they suffered a blow.

But only 40% of the power of the sanctity is left, so many immortals and gods will fight together, how can they win the power of the sanctuary?

Although the two of them are world-famous geniuses and master a variety of methods against the sky, their cultivation base is only the pinnacle of the earth gods.

“It’s over…”

In the First-Rank Qing Sage, Elder Yang Long only felt black in front of his eyes.

If he had known this a long time ago, he shouldn’t have let Qin Nan come to the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, and give Qin Nan enough benefits, just let him leave.

It’s just that now, regret is useless. He hardly needs to imagine how he will be scolded when this matter reaches the elder Taishang.

As for giving Qin Nan enough benefits now, let him leave?

The price to be paid is too great, it is better to be scolded.

“The monks of the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage are far from comparable to the seventh-Rank Qing Sage monks!”

Although it was 30% less this time, Qin Nan was not disappointed. On the contrary, golden fire was throbbing in his eyes, and blood in his body was gradually boiling.

If it’s just crushing blindly, then it’s meaningless.

At the moment these monks are extremely powerful, with extraordinary methods, and he can use the opportunity to seize the power of the holy to fight against the void.

Time flies, and five days have passed quickly since then.

During these five days, the confrontation between Qin Nan and many immortals and gods became more and more intense. Every time it started, it attracted the attention of the audience.

This also caused many monks to exclaim again and again.

Because they obviously felt that the master with big earthy hands was getting better and better every time and making great progress.

“Damn it!”

In contrast, the faces of Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin were completely gloomy and extremely ugly.

They had expected it, but they didn’t expect the fact to be more cruel.

In these five days, each of them has only harvested less than three hundred clear crystals, and the few are really pitiful.

“Elder Yang Long, I don’t want the position of the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, I will be transferred to the eighth-Rank Qing Sage, remember not to leak any news…”

Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin gritted their teeth and sent a divine thought respectively.

If you continue to stay at the Ninth-Rank Qingsheng, it will be a waste of time.

It’s just that, regardless of the two of them, to Elder Yang Long, in every possible way, and also gave the latter some benefits, this matter was finally spread in the Qingsheng Heavenly Kingdom.

“Have you heard? There is an extremely powerful figure in the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, who can grab 70% of the Qing Sage’s power with every shot!”

“Nonsense, of course I have heard about this, and Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin, who were originally in the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, were forced to go to the Eighth-Rank Qing Sage!”

“What? Two world-famous geniuses were both forced away?”

“Who is this person, who is so fierce!”

After hearing this news, the monks in the Qingsheng Heavenly Kingdom were all surprised and couldn’t believe it.

As for the reputation of Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin, invisible, they have fallen a lot, and they are even called “deserted soldiers” by some good people, which makes Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin angry.

It was also at this time that Qin Nan, who had become a’mysterious strong man’, had undergone a fundamental change in the mind of Nijiu after a few days of absorption.

In the heart mark above, black stripes disappeared one after another.

The aura of rebellious jealousy suddenly sank into Qin Nan’s limbs like a wild horse.

Although these rebellious auras are still a little scarce, Qin Nan clearly felt that his physical body had been surprisingly strengthened.

Every inch of bone, every drop of blood, is constantly changing.

“It’s just less than 10% of my heart seal, my current physical body has been elevated to a level comparable to that of Earth God’s Seventh Layer. If it is completely unlocked…”

Qin Nan took a breath.

Whether it is the Canglan Continent or the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, most of the cultivators are basically not very powerful in their physical bodies, mainly relying on divine power or immortal power.

After all, body training is different from others, it is very difficult and time-consuming.

This also gave Qin Nan some expectations in his heart.

At this time, the Qingsheng Heavenly Kingdom, in the city.

A young man in white, holding a folding fan, walked forward on the city road, walking slowly, as if he was enjoying the lively scene.

“A powerful monk? In the Ninth-Rank Qing Sage, can you take away 70% of the Qing Sage’s power with only the three-fold cultivation base of the gods?”

Suddenly, the white-clothed boy stopped, with surprise in his eyes.

Among the Ascending Heavenly Immortal Territory, he knows the power of the Pure Sage best, and he also knows very well what it means to take away 70% under such conditions.

“Unexpectedly, this time I came out to take a look, and I can still encounter such interesting things, then let me see what kind of monk it is.”

A smile appeared at the corner of the white-clothed youth’s mouth, and a little sage of clear light rose from the depths of his pair of dark eyes, and he looked into the distance.

His pupil power instantly penetrated into the clear sage space, penetrated the towering giant pillar, passed through the wing, and landed on Qin Nan.