"Uh......"

More than a dozen warriors of the Broken Family were stunned, and the genius of the Broken Family did not beat the Qiankun Holy Son, but was defeated by the Qiankun Holy Son.

The engram recorded this scene, and Qin Yang grabbed Broken Qianqiu's neck and lifted him into the air.

Broken Qianqiu's face turned red, his neck was grabbed by Qin Yang, and he couldn't speak.

He struggled hard, trying to break free of Qin Yang's hand, but now Qin Yang's hand was harder than iron tongs.

"Waste one. Qin Yang let go and let the broken Qianqiu, who was about to lose his breath, fall to the ground.

"You go up together, save me a lot of time. "Qin Yang asked the martial artists of the broken family to go together.

"How can this be reasonable, dare to look down on us, let you know the horror of the broken family!" A martial artist with nine tribulations and nine tribulations flew towards Qin Yang and cast a finger to break the sky.

Qin Yang didn't even take a straight look at it, his left hand stretched out, and the Yin-Yang Diagram evolved, and smashed it at the martial artist.

He didn't want to talk nonsense either, and the five-element diagram then evolved.

The Five Elements Origin Mother Qi frantically extracted the Qi of the Five Elements within a radius of 100 miles, turning the Five Elements Diagram into a small reincarnation and spinning!

"What is he going to do?"

The warriors of the broken family were shocked, and the five-element diagram shrouded their heads, and if they fell down, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Kneel down, or die!" Qin Yang thought that they were cut off from the family, and he didn't want to kill them.

"The new Qiankun Holy Son is too terrifying, not comparable to the previous big fool and the second fool. ”

The warriors of the broken family were secretly unlucky, and they knelt down one after another in order to survive.

"What happened to the Qiankun Holy Land?" Qin Yang asked Qianqiu.

"There is a problem with the scriptures of the Qiankun Holy Land, and the Holy Lord of Qiankun has gone mad and become a half-immortal and half-crazy person. ”

Broken Qianqiu felt sorry in his heart, Qin Yang had become a holy son, and he didn't know about the Qiankun Holy Land, it seemed that he had been deceived.

"And then?" Qin Yang continued to ask, it turned out that the Qiankun Holy Lord had gone mad.

"After the Qiankun Holy Lord went mad, he destroyed the Qiankun Holy Land, and the disciples of the Qiankun Holy Land were scared away. ”

Broken Qianqiu told Qin Yang what he knew, for fear that Qin Yang would kill him.

"I see. ”

Ming finally figured out why the expressions of those people were so strange on the Heavenly Emperor Mountain at that time.

"You can get out. "Qin Yang told them to get out of Qianqiu.

"Yes. Broken Qianqiu held a grudge in his heart, and vowed to return to the broken house to invite a master to wash away today's shame.

In the ruins, the Black Emperor and the White Emperor looked stupid, and Qin Yang defeated more than a dozen warriors with his own strength.

"The little junior brother is too powerful. ”

The White Emperor cried as he spoke, he was beaten every day, no matter how weak the opponent was, he never won.

After they returned to the imperial city, they learned that today's Dayu Dynasty was stirred up by a person, and after the emperor, someone stepped on the eighth imperial bridge.

"It turns out that his name is Qin Yang!" Broken Qianqiu gritted his teeth, and he didn't know the name of that person when he was beaten.

Broken Qianqiu leaked the news of Qin Yang, so that the other holy clans and people in the Holy Land knew that the Qiankun Holy Land had a new Holy Son, and the new Holy Son was Qin Yang!

"Qin Yang has become the Holy Son of the Qiankun Holy Land?" Dao Kongheng laughed when he heard the news, Qin Yang's painful day was coming.

"The new Holy Son takes office, and I will be the first warrior to defeat him!"

The martial artists of the major holy clans and holy lands were eager to try, Qin Yang's identity was not only the holy son of the Qiankun Holy Land, he was also a genius who stepped on the eighth imperial bridge.

If you can defeat him, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself, because in this life, only two people can set foot on the eighth Emperor Bridge.

Qin Yang didn't know about the sensation caused by the Dayu Dynasty, and he planned to stay in the Qiankun Holy Land and take a look at the Qiankun Sutra.

"They used to beat you, and you didn't fight back?"

Qin Yang listened to the bitter water of the Black Emperor and the White Emperor, and wondered in his heart, suspecting that they were once ancient giants, even if the realm was gone, it was not something that these ant-like warriors could bully.

"Fight back? We fought back, but we just couldn't beat it. The Black Emperor scratched his head.

"What about your supernatural powers? Can't you forget it?" Qin Yang's thinking is very straightforward, no wonder they are called Dasha and Ersil.

"What is it?" the White Emperor looked confused.

"They forget everything, only the memories of what they remember when they opened their eyes. ”

Knowing the reason, the Black Emperor and the White Emperor would not use the power in their bodies.

"With me in the future, you won't be beaten. ”

Qin Yang walked into the ruins and found the giant monument that was torn apart, and the Holy Lord of Qiankun said that this giant monument was engraved with the Qiankun Sutra.

"The Qiankun Holy Land has been inherited for more than 100,000 years, has this happened before?" Qin Yang asked Gu Canglan.

"Nope. Gu Canglan is very sure.

"That's weird. Qin Yang looked at the wordless tablet and had no clue for a while.

"Hong Jiuyou is an absolute genius, known as the best genius in the history of the Qiankun Holy Land, and it is possible that he has cultivated to the last level. Gu Canglan thought for a moment and said his guess.

"There are a total of nine layers in the Qiankun Sutra, and the last one is the reversal of the Qiankun, after cultivating to the Great Perfection, the Qiankun is reversed and ascends to the Nine Heavens!"

Gu Canglan felt that this guess was the most reasonable, not that there was a problem with the scriptures, but that Hong Jiuyou himself had a problem.

"The world is turned upside down......"

The more interested Qin Yang became, the more he cultivated the Qiankun Sutra to the Great Perfection, he was able to become the Lord of the Mandate of Heaven.

"If he doesn't take the last step, his realm will slowly fall, and if he takes that step, he may reach the top. ”

In fact, he is not optimistic about the Qiankun Holy Lord, and he may not be able to take the last step.

"Let me see how difficult the so-called Qiankun Sutra is. Qin Yang sat in front of the collapsed wordless monument.

This sitting, that is, half a day, and night fell.

"Little junior brother, hurry up, the master is going crazy!" The Black Emperor ran over and carried Qin Yang without saying a word.

"Two senior brothers, where are you going to take me?" Qin Yang was feeling the wordless stele, and he was carried away by the Black Emperor without any defense.

However, he did not resist, because he knew that the Black Emperor and the White Emperor had no ill will towards him.

"Go to the mountains, rivers and lakes, there is a mirror that can protect us. The White Emperor explained to Qin Yang.

Just as he was about to run to the mountains, rivers and lakes, a violent aura was released from the ground, accompanied by the sound of the iron rope shaking, as if a peerless beast had descended.

Rumble!

A long iron cable slammed into the ground, striking a deep pit.

An old man with a disheveled head, with a hideous face, scarlet eyes, and a blood-devouring light.

"Who are you, trespassing into my Qiankun Holy Land without permission, you should be punished!" The Qiankun Holy Lord was covered in iron ropes, and he saw Qin Yang.

"Master, he is your new disciple, don't kill him!" The Black Emperor jumped into a lake with Qin Yang on his shoulder, and the White Emperor also jumped in after him.

"Where did my Hong Jiuyou disciple come from, don't try to lie to me, kill!"

The Holy Lord of Qiankun stretched out his hand and pressed it, and an illusory big hand slapped towards the mountains, rivers and lakes.

(End of chapter)

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