Peerless Divine Emperor

Qiao Cheng's words were very euphemistic, but also very realistic.

From the beginning, he had a strong purpose in becoming friends with Qin Xuan. As long as Qin Xuan had the idea to satisfy him, he would never have this idea. Unfortunately, Qin Xuan did not achieve it at all. If Qin Xuan Continuing to stay will only block his progress.

Qin Xuan took a deep look at Qiao Cheng, feeling a little chilled, and then couldn't help but smile, as if he was mocking himself.

After all, they are just strangers who meet by chance. How can we guarantee that every time we meet, we will be close confidants? He thinks too much.

"I understand. Thank you Brother Qiao for taking care of me before. Qin will leave now." Qin Xuan cupped his fists towards Qiao Cheng, then turned and left without even looking at anyone else.

He knew very well what those people thought of him, and he was probably extremely happy to see him leave.

Seeing that Qin Xuan ignored them, Zu Jun and others all looked livid and their eyes were cold. This bastard relied on their protection to get here, and he left like this. It was so shameless!

"Such a scum with extremely low strength is like an ant in this phantom killing field. I'm afraid I can drive him out if he meets someone at random!" Zu Jun sneered, with a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes, as if Extremely disdainful.

"That's right, it's a pity that those three people, if it weren't for protecting this ant, how could they have been eliminated so early!" Zhai Chu also agreed, his tone was extremely cold.

"Without any self-awareness, if Brother Zu hadn't taken the initiative, he would have still wanted to hang around. How shameless!" Mo Jiang said coldly.

Before, they thought that Qin Xuan and Qiao Cheng had a good relationship, so they didn't say anything more. But from what Qiao Cheng said just now, they realized that the relationship between the two was not as good as they thought. Otherwise, Qiao Cheng would not acquiesce. Let him go.

Since they only had a normal relationship, they didn't have so many scruples when talking, and they said everything they had hidden in their hearts for a long time.

Qiao Cheng listened to the conversation of Zu Jun and others, but there was not much emotion on his face. He said, "Okay, everyone, please be careful. The pace will become faster and faster in the future. It is very likely that you will encounter multiple lineups. Be sure to Collaborative fighting.”

"Without that guy, we have no worries, and entering the top ten is no problem!" Zu Jun said with great confidence, as if he was confident.

Qiao Cheng nodded and said, "Keep walking."

After leaving Qiao Cheng and others, Qin Xuan wandered alone in a space. Now that he was acting alone, he didn't have too many scruples and could use many powerful methods.

At this time, the power of his soul was released, and madness swept out, covering the surrounding area for several miles, and not a trace of disturbance could escape his perception.

In fact, with the strength of Qin Xuan's soul now, he can completely cover a wider area, but this is not necessary. He only needs to know the nearby situation and respond in time.

At a certain moment, Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked in one direction.

There are five people approaching here, including three at the eighth level of Yuanhuang, one at the eighth level of Yuanhuang, and two at the ninth level of Yuanhuang.

Such a lineup is not very strong in the phantom killing field, and is even a little weak. After all, there are only two Yuanhuang ninth-level people. If they encounter a group battle, these people are likely to be wiped out.

Qin Xuan's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of thinking. He was wondering whether to fight or avoid, and he soon made a decision in his heart.

He was only one person, so it was better not to collide with others to save energy for the subsequent battle.

After all, the ninth prince and tenth princess of the six-winged purple gold roc tribe also entered this phantom killing field. They are the descendants of the great roc saint. Their bloodline must be extremely strong, and their strength is definitely not comparable to ordinary Yuanhuang realm people. Even, very soon Maybe even the pinnacle emperor is no match for them.

There are more than a hundred people in the phantom killing field now. It is not the best time to take action. The main thing is to protect yourself.

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a strange light, like a holy body, with bright space light shining and releasing. His figure gradually became illusory, as if he had merged with the void.

A moment after Qin Xuan disappeared, several powerful auras came to the place where Qin Xuan was just now. There were five people in total, the same five people Qin Xuan had just sensed.

"It's strange. I clearly felt someone was here just now, but why did he suddenly disappear without a trace?" One of the Yuanhuang ninth-level people wondered. Of course he didn't believe that his perception would be wrong, but how to explain it now?

The other four people also had puzzled looks on their faces. They also felt the aura, but now it disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"It seems that that person must be good at some kind of concealment technique. He sensed in advance that they were coming this way, concealed his own aura and escaped." Another person in the ninth level of Yuanhuang said.

Everyone nodded slightly when they heard this, and this was the only explanation that made sense.

As expected, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this phantom killing field. There are people who practice all kinds of powers. Today they have gained new insights.

Unknowingly, another hour passed, and more and more people were outside the hall, all of whom had been eliminated.

Now there are less than sixty people in the phantom killing field, almost all of them are above the eighth level of Emperor Yuan. Of course, there is one exception, the tenth princess of the Six-winged Purple Gold Peng Clan, who is at the peak of the seventh level of Emperor Yuan.

The space for movement in the phantom killing field is getting smaller and smaller. As long as you release the soul power, you will soon be able to feel the presence of other people. It is simply unrealistic to avoid them all the time.

In the central area of ​​the Fantasy Killing Field, six figures flew through the air, releasing their own auras directly, as if they had nothing to worry about.

The two people in the lead were Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan.

The auras of the four people behind them were quite powerful. They were all at the peak of the ninth level of the Yuanhuang realm, and their cultivation powers were different. They stood behind Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan like guardians.

Although there were only six people, they exuded an incomparable powerful aura, spreading wildly around, as if they were not afraid of attracting other people.

Just because they were strong enough to ignore everything.

At this moment, many people had secretly felt the power of this line of figures, and they felt frightened. These people gathered together, probably enough to sweep away everyone in the Fantasy Killing Field, right?

Once they were encountered, it could be said that there was no way to survive.

However, the space of the Fantasy Killing Field changed at any time. Even if they wanted to avoid them, no one could guarantee where they would appear the next moment.

For example, some people were very unlucky. They passed through the void, and when they walked out of the void, they just ran into these six people head-on.

At this moment, their faces were as ugly as they could be, wondering why their luck was so bad?

Peng Jing, Peng Yuxuan and others looked at the people in front of them, and their faces showed some interest.

It was really a coincidence that they met them in such a way!

"Mr. Peng, is there anyone you want here?" A burly young man beside Peng Jing asked with his hands around his chest.

Peng Jing glanced at the people in front of him lightly, and then a trace of boredom flashed in his eyes, and he said disdainfully: "Too weak, don't leave any of them, let them all get out!"

If other people said this, they would definitely be sneered at. Among those people, four were in the ninth level of the Yuanhuang realm, and the remaining three had also reached the peak of the eighth level of the Yuanhuang realm. Such a lineup can be said to be very powerful.

However, since these words came from Peng Jing's mouth, there was nothing wrong with them, and it even made people feel that it was natural.

What kind of person is Peng Jing? He is the descendant of a saint, a true child of destiny. Naturally, he has a very high vision, and very few people can catch his eye.

"I understand." The sturdy young man immediately showed a look of understanding, and then looked at the other three people, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and smiled evilly: "It's my turn. I haven't made a move for a long time, and even my muscles and bones are a little loose."

The three people's eyes condensed slightly, and then looked at the seven people in front of them, with a little more pity in their eyes.

Being stared at by this evil god, these people may have a psychological shadow.

I saw that the sturdy young man took a step forward, and the void shook violently. A low sound rang out in the space, like a thunder explosion. At the same time, an invisible shock force swept the void, like waves stacked layer by layer, turning into a terrible momentum rushing towards the seven people in front.

"Remember, I am Xiang Daolong!"

The sturdy young man suddenly opened his mouth, and suddenly a terrifying sound wave attack burst out, which seemed to be able to penetrate the endless space and resound throughout the world.

Even some people who were watching the battle from a distance heard this extremely violent sound, and their eardrums were shaken and their blood boiled, as if their bodies were torn apart.

And the seven people who were in the center of the attack were naturally more terrible. The three people in the eighth level of the Yuanhuang realm bled directly from all seven orifices, and then their bodies exploded directly, turning into endless light spots and disappearing.

The void was suddenly silent and no sound could be heard.

Whether it was the remaining four people in the ninth level of the Yuanhuang realm or the people watching the battle from a distance, they were all shocked by the scene in front of them and could not speak.

With just one blow, three people at the peak of the eighth level of the Yuanhuang realm were instantly killed. How terrible.

What is even more shocking is that Xiang Daolong only took one step and shouted a voice from beginning to end, but he actually burst out with such terrible power. If he unleashed all his strength, who could stop him?

Someone else had a very terrible thought in his mind. This person stood behind Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan, working for them, and the other three people were also like this.

If Xiang Daolong was so powerful, what about the other three?

It is very likely that their strength is comparable to Xiang Daolong.

When they thought of this, their expressions suddenly changed, and a storm of waves rose in their hearts. Peng Jing and Peng Yuxuan had gathered four such powerful people beside them. Each of them could stand alone. In addition to their own powerful combat power, they were enough to easily take the top six places. Just ask, who else in this fantasy killing field can compete with them?

They will all become foils!