Peerless Battle Spirit

The 1868th chapter of the sovereign

Qinnan brows wrinkled, and God tried to explore into the jade.

As he thought, this jade contains a lot of information.

After half a ring, Qin Nan’s brow slowly eased, and his heart was completely clear.

This small world of yin and yang is not a small world, but a small world composed of the yin and the yang.

He is now in the yin of the world, with hundreds of sects, the fighting power between each sect, and the power, etc., are not much different.

On the weekdays, there is no offense between the various sects, but every two hundred years, all the sects will gather in the **** holy land and fight one battle.

At the time of the war, there will be numerous opportunities to inherit and appear one by one.

However, only the winner of this war can get the greatest chance of inheritance, that is, the sacred voice that has just been said in the past.

As for the falling Xia Zong where he is now, it is a sect of the founding of the Xiaxia Xianshan.

At present, the outside disciples, inner disciples, and three true disciples in Zongmen are composed of such foreign monks.

Sixty-three elders, fifteen elders, and two deputy lords are all creatures born of the yang.

The sovereign has not yet been elected.

According to the regulations of the falling Xia Zong, as long as anyone can take the pillar of the ancient beast on the sunset field and hold it for an hour, it will become the sovereign when it is not taken away.

During the guardian period, you must not leave the Xiaxia Xianshan, regardless of life or death.

In addition, the interior of the jade also contains the three fairy tales of the falling Xia Zong.

These three sacred rituals complement each other. After refining, they will be able to obtain the blessing of the falling Xia Xianshan, so that their fighting power will double.

"First look at how these people are doing."

Qin Nan was not in a hurry to cultivate the three exercises, and now he is running the **** of war.

I saw only the ancient palaces of different sizes and swallowing the vastness of the gods on the mountainous peaks of the falling clouds.

The atmosphere of a monk in the palace is the realm of the gods.

Among them, the seventeen breaths are stepping into the martial arts three poles, and the power of God and Qin Nan are the same, which is equivalent to the level of half-step people.

“No one is strong?”

Qin Nan’s eyes glimpsed, the golden fire beat, and his eyes continued to sweep away.

The three true disciples are the peaks of the gods. From the perspective of the exhaled breath, they must all be Genius geniuses.

As for the inner disciples, there are more than 300, most of them are gods, and the outside disciples have nearly 2,000, the gods are many, and there are several people.

"Now they must be like me, they are staring at the position of the Sovereign. But once they start, they will be besieged by everyone."

"Under this situation, I want to draw up these elders first. If they have their support, plus some monks support..."

There was a thought in the mind of Qin Nan, and after a break, there was a decision.

"Since there is no one who is strong, there is a glimmer of hope, then you don't have to think about anything else, go straight to war!"

In the eyes of Qin Nan, the golden fire was full of brilliance, and the grandiose warfare came out. The red gold armor and the broken knives emerged at the same time, making him an imposing and instantly becoming extremely majestic.

Hey!

Without hesitation, he broke out at the fastest speed. From his own courtyard, he flew to the Hangxia Daochang, which occupied more than 80,000 feet.

"who?"

"A inside disciple?"

The elders were instantly alarmed.

"That is... the **** of Qinnan?"

As for the three true disciples, there are still a lot of discerning disciples, and their faces are exposed.

Qin Nan has no change in his face under the gaze of the sky and the gaze of martial arts.

His eyes gathered in the middle of the dojo, a high ten-foot, engraved with numerous ancient animal figures, seemingly thick copper pillars.

This pillar of ancient beasts is unusual and rare.

"The hand of collapse!"

Qinnan did not hesitate any more, and directly shot, countless black light, condensed into a huge palm, held on the stone pillar, facing upwards, smashing.

The entire Xiaxia Dojo, suddenly trembled.

Countless beasts screamed on the entire huge Xiaxia Xianshan, like a thundering thunder, and everyone was alarmed.

"This--"

In this moment, no matter who the elders were, or the three true disciples, and the one disciple and the outside disciples, their faces were shocked.

Because no one thought that Qin Nan was alone, and directly pulled out the pillar of the ancient beast.

Doesn't he know what consequences will his actions have?

This guy, is it completely crazy?

"An inner disciple in the district, and dare to pull out the pillar of the ancient beast alone, then we have to look at it today, what are you capable of!"

After a while, the sound of a few screams rang.

Among the palaces that are suspended in the foothills, there are dozens of figures, and they burst into dazzling light. They are like a sword of the world, and they are coming to Qinnan.

"It’s not enough for you."

Qin Nan blood flutters, does not retreat, and instantly tens of thousands of knives, turned into a head knife dragon, rushing toward the entire mountain.

He is not only licking the dozens of elders, but also actively attacking the remaining elders on the mountain.

"This is the **** of Qin Nan, it is simply daring!"

"Don't squat, let's take a shot, no matter what, you can't let him take the position of the lord!"

Above the mountainside, above the foot of the mountain, the courtyard where the disciples and outside disciples lived suddenly burst into hundreds of gods.

The terrible murderousness is like a gust of wind blowing to the entire dojo.

Despite Qin Nan’s cultivation, they are afraid, but in this situation, they will join hands without hesitation.

"Amitabha, Qinnan donor, you are too arrogant. I would have liked to join hands with you, but now, the poor have to deal with you."

With a splendid Buddha light, one of the geniuses of the world, Yuming Buddha, ranked fifteenth in the rising fairy list, walked out of a palace and took a shot toward Qinnan.

"Qin Nan, suffer from death!"

There are two amazing momentums that rush from the two halls.

This is the other two geniuses, from the glory of the Taiyu dynasty and the ten sects of the sacred ancestors.

Ps: Trivia is gone, the draw will be issued within these three days, and the previous promises will begin to cash. Another book, Wuji Shenwang, is a dragon language.