"congratulations… "
"Congratulations… "
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The White Tiger Palace is full of people, and the battle is as lively as the sky list. The first-class saints from all continents, the overlord family, and the major business alliances all come to congratulate one by one, all with heavy gifts and smiles. The only one in the crowd Qin Tian came empty-handed, dazzling outside.
"Patriarch Murong, congratulations..."
"Congratulations on the early birth of your son, and your big fat grandson as soon as possible."
Qin Tian stepped forward and congratulated him loudly, with a smile on his face.
Murong Yao's eyes flashed lightly, his face remained unchanged, and he smiled long to hide the faintly rising anger in his heart, and said: "Brother Qin welcomes, welcome. Longxiang Temple will surely achieve extraordinary results under your leadership. Achievements."
Murong Yao said loudly, and everyone around him was immediately surprised.
"He is the representative of Longxiang Temple, the number one temple in the world?"
"How is the immortal realm of the God of War? It's too weak, isn't it that the Longxiang Temple was severely stepped on by the Shuramon once, and it was devastated?"
"In addition to being the representative of Longxiang Temple, he has another identity, his name, Qin Tian."
"Ah? He is Qin Tian. Ten years ago, Qin Tian, who was known as Moving the Saint Realm, could kill Qin Tian with a single sword at the Saint Realm?"
"Killing becomes a nature, when did the Longxiang Temple fall to this point? It seems that it is really declining to absorb people who practice killing Dao as disciples, and the Shuramon will surpass the Longxiang Temple..."
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The surrounding crowd was whispering, and their faces were very surprised, but in the astonishment, they were sorry, sorry for the Longxiang Temple.
Qin Tian turned a deaf ear to these discussions and strode towards the mansion.
Murong Yao looked sideways at Qin Tian's back, and secretly said in his heart: "Did that strong breath come from him in the evening?"
In the evening, Murong Yao clearly felt a majestic and vigorous breath suddenly spread over the Furong Garden. At that time, he was shocked. The powerful force was much stronger than that of the white tiger bloodline, although it was fleeting. But he clearly sensed that if it was the aura refined by Qin Tian, then...
Murong Yao frowned and didn't continue thinking about it.
Qin Tian was like a nail, firmly nailed to his heart, and wanted to pull it out, but there was no time. None of the talented disciples sent by the White Tiger tribe was Luo Yan’s opponent. To eradicate Luo Yan, he had to rely on Qin. Hands of the day.
Luo Yan fell, Qin Tian died, who would be the opponent of the Baihu clan in the World King's Hegemony Battle
"Qin Tian, wait, the battle of the rank list is over, that is, when you die."
A blazing cold light flashed in Murong Yao's eyes, and his heart ache when he thought of Qin Tian's "Morning Son", and his hatred for Qin Tian deepened. The birth of his son's disability was the eternal pain in his heart.
Wait, everything is under my control.
As soon as the battle of the rankings is over, your death date will come...
Qin Tian gradually disappeared from the crowd, Murong Yao regained a smile on his face and greeted him with his fists.
Inside the palace.
It's crowded and lively. The people gathered here are all powerhouses who dominate one side. They are usually high-spirited and disdain other people. Now they are honest in the White Tiger Palace and occasionally smile.
The family of the four mythical beasts, they can't afford to provoke them.
"Qin Tian?"
Qin Tian turned his head, his eyes were startled, "Li Maoran?"
"Sure enough, it's you!"
Li Moran strode up, secretly excited, and felt Qin Tian's breath slightly. His eyes were extremely excited. In ten years, he broke through from the primary stage of the saint to the immortal war-god realm. The holy realm has not appeared for hundreds of millions of years. Qin Tian left the Medicine Clan because he didn't stop Yi Chen in time when he went out. If Qin Tian was still a Medicine Clan disciple, he might become the only overlord of Liekong Continent within a few years.
"It's you… "
Not far behind Li Maoran, Yi Chen twisted his eyes, with a murderous intent in his heart, and said coldly: "Unexpectedly you are still alive, God is really good to you."
Looking at Yi Chen, Qin Tian smiled coldly.
At this time, Yi Chen was even smaller in his eyes than the ant, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He said, "What happened to Li Huo? It was because of me that caused her to destroy her body. If it weren't for her, I might have died in the medicine clan. ."
Li Maoran smiled bitterly, and said: "She is now recasting her body, and this time the battle of the top rankings has come, but she did not come today, and she will come to Maple Leaf Garden tomorrow. Li Huo often thinks of you, saying that you have been taking medicine for so long. Look at her."
"Ha ha… "
"Some things happened when I came out of the Medicine Clan. I have not been in the Holy Realm for ten years. Otherwise, it is impossible not to visit her. I have to pay back some of the debts I owed to the Medicine Clan." Qin Tian said coldly. He took a look at Yi Chen.
Yi Chen was full of disdain. He has now perfected the "God of War Pill". After swallowing it, he can bring out ten times the power of the peak of the Immortal War God. It is extremely powerful. Qin Tian is now only the realm of the Immortal War God, no matter how strong it is. He took the opponent of the God of War Tango, and said coldly: "Some accounts should be calculated. Kill my clone, kill my disciple, let you run away last time, this time I won't give you another chance."
Qin Tian smiled faintly, with a very casual look.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious. I don't take you seriously. You are a fart in my eyes. I can kill you ten thousand times with a single thought.
Ignore.
Naked | Ignore nakedly.
More than just ignoring, Qin Tian didn't pay attention to Yi Chen at all.
Yi Chen's face was full of anger, and a strong breath came out of his body. He stared at Qin Tian angrily, pointed to Qin Tian's nose and said: "If there is a seed, I will come out."
"Elder Yi, this is in the White Tiger Palace. Please pay attention to your identity. Don't be ashamed of your family." Li Mooran said angrily. He walked to the power of the God of War Pill, and the immortal God of War peak powerhouse is not Yi Chen's opponent, but Qin Tian It was the realm of the immortal God of War, and I was afraid that it was not Yi Chen's opponent, so he was vaguely worried.
Yi Chen smiled coldly, completely ignoring what Li Maoran said, staring at Qin Tian with a disdainful face, and said, "What? Scared? If you are scared, give me ten bangs in public, otherwise you never want to see the sun tomorrow. ."
Qin Tian shook his head and smiled, looking at Li Mouran and asking, "If I kill him, you won't hate me, will you?"
"Uh?"
Li Moran was surprised at first, then glanced at the rampant Yi Chen, and said: "Qin Tian, this is the White Tiger Palace. On the day of Mr. Murong's wedding, it is not suitable to see blood..."
"kill me?"
"Ha ha… "
"Qin Tian, you take yourself too seriously. Others are afraid of you. I am not afraid of you. If you dare to do something, I will let you die without knowing how to die." Yi Chen burst into laughter, and his breath became more vigorous. Broke out.
The surrounding crowd was slightly startled, they all looked at Yi Chen, and no one came out to stop it.
"Hey."
"I came to the palace without a gift. It would be a gift to slap a fly to death today." Qin Tian smiled lightly, then looked at Yi Chen and said, "Come on, take your God of War Pill, and let me see you. The strength of this little fly."
"Little bastard, who are you calling a fly?"
Yi Chen got angry and didn't dare to do so much at all. He raised his head and subdued the God of War Pill. In an instant, the aura on his body changed drastically, and the power more powerful than the peak of the Immortal God of War was released, and there was a cry of consternation among the crowd.
It is incredible that a small pill can make people instantly become the pinnacle powerhouse of the immortal god of war.
The Medicine Clan is indeed one of the three overlords of the Liekong Continent.
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Listening to the praise of the people around, the expression on Yi Chen's face was even more triumphant. He pointed to Qin Tian's nose again and said: "Little bastard, it's too late to kneel down on me. The old man may let you go if he is happy, haha …"
"I'm asking you something, has all the power of the God of War Pill burst out?" Qin Tian asked lightly, still didn't take Yi Chen seriously, and didn't even look at him from the beginning to the end. The sky is high and the earth is thick.
His current state of mind is completely different from before. If he had killed Yi Chen with a punch before, but now it is different, Yi Chen can't get into his eyes at all. It's like a strong man and a strong sky. In the eyes of him, any strong man is nothing but clouds.
"You are looking for death!"
Yi Chen's heart was full of anger, his eyes twisted, immortal divine power rushed like a sea, madly gushing out of his body, the air was filled with immense power, this power was much stronger than the immortal god of war peak power, and the faces of the people around him changed. , Took a few steps back suddenly.
In the distance, several disciples of the Baihu tribe wanted to rush up, but they were stopped by a young man in a red robe. The young man was very glamorous and surrounded by a faintly feminine air, giving people a gloomy feeling.
He was Murong Yao's only son, Murong Feng, a natural eunuch who couldn't do everything. He developed a feminine air from a young age and gave people a cold feeling all over his body. Qin Tian noticed him when he entered the palace.
The corner of Qin Tian's mouth moved, and he secretly said, "Want to see my strength?"
"Let you see."
"However, I don't know if you can see clearly..."
Soon.
His eyes sank, and his hand moved lightly!
"Boom!"
He only heard a dull crash, and Yi Chen suddenly disappeared where he was, completely missing.
Qin Tian still stood there, as if he didn't move.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
You look at me, I look at you, rubbing your eyes, as if everything is like a dream, too fast, unbelievable and unimaginable, the consciousness can't respond, but one thing can be confirmed, Yi Chen is dead.
Because at this time Qin Tian's hand has an extra sacred core with blood!
A punch into the sea of consciousness, smashed the primordial spirit, and directly brought the holy core out of his sea of consciousness. The speed was heinous and unimaginable.
Holding the holy core in one hand, Qin Tian walked up to Murong Feng, smiled faintly, and said, "A small gift is not a respect."
Murong Feng's face turned pale.
His cultivation has reached the realm of immortal supreme. His eyes moved at the moment Qin Tian moved, but he couldn't keep up with Qin Tian's speed at all. Everything was too fast, and he could easily kill the peak power of Immortal War God with a single move. Even he couldn't do it, let alone lightning speed.
fear.
Quite a terrifying opponent!