Chapter 1580 The nightmare is coming
Of course, he was still a little uneasy.
His conspiracy is so simple that even if this person is very ignorant, he can still see the calculation behind it.
As long as this person is a mature and steady person, not the kind of passionate young man with arrogance and lofty goals, it is very likely that he will be rejected.
"Let me enter the ninth rank of pure saint?"
Qin Nan's eyes flashed with a strange color.
He understood Elder Yang Long's plan instantly.
But he never expected that this elder would give him such a big surprise.
You must know that he has long coveted the ninth-grade pure saint, and the aura released by the dignified masterless sky map, even when facing those immortals, he must still be able to capture a lot of the power of the pure saint.
"This elder Yang Long must have been a human immortal for a long time. He has not fought for many years, and his mentality has changed. Originally, as long as he gave me certain benefits and persuaded me nicely, I would leave."
"He refused, and now he has dug a big hole for himself..."
Qin Nan smiled in his heart and at the same time became more determined.
For a while, he cannot join any force, and must let the ever-present danger continue to temper him.
In order to avoid being like this elder Yang Long, under the protection of Immortal King Fusheng, he will gradually be eroded by the arrogance, jealousy, etc. in his heart.
"Then thank you Elder Yang Long. I have long wanted to go to the Ninth-Rank Pure Saint to compete with other monks."
Qin Nan cupped his fists and handed over his hands. How could he refuse such a good thing that came to his door
"Haha, it is true that a hero comes from a young age. He is bold and courageous in his actions!" Elder Yang Long was overjoyed and laughed loudly. He was afraid that Qin Nan would regret it and said, "I will change the token for you now!"
After saying this, his figure disappeared directly from the spot.
In his opinion, Qin Nan simply didn't know the heights of the sky, the abilities of unparalleled geniuses, and the methods of immortals.
This made him eager to send Qin Nan to the Ninth Grade Pure Sage, so that Qin Nan could know what strength and despair were.
"King Xiaopeng, Prince Mingyin, it seems that the fate between us is indeed not shallow."
Qin Nan suddenly thought of something, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, he sat cross-legged and calmed his mind.
Time passed and the sixth Holy Tide soon arrived.
Elder Yang Long had not yet arrived, so Qin Nan was not in a hurry and chose to wait instead of taking action.
"what happened?"
The monks among the seventh-grade pure saints looked stunned.
They originally planned to fight to the death, but unexpectedly, the mysterious monk did not take action.
"Could it be that our protest has had an effect? This shouldn't be...that's all. No matter what, as long as he doesn't take action again, that's fine."
The monks among the seventh-grade pure saints all breathed a sigh of relief.
They had spent a lot of money to get the token at this location, so naturally they didn't want it to go to waste without being able to obtain the power of the Holy Saint again and again.
"It's such a pity. Why doesn't that person keep taking action?"
Among the ninth-grade pure saints, Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin all had disappointed looks on their faces.
If the mysterious monk keeps taking action, Qin Nan's visit to the Holy Space this time will be completely wasted and he will be very depressed.
Qin Nan was very depressed, so they were very happy.
"My little friend, follow me to the Ninth-Rank Pure Saint."
Elder Yang Long's figure appeared again, with a token exuding the aura of an unparalleled overlord in his hand.
"Thank you, elder."
Qin Nan stood up.
Uh-huh!
Elder Yang Long stretched out his big hand, grabbed his shoulder, and made him disappear directly to another place.
The ninth-grade pure saint is different from the seventh-grade pure saint. It is no longer a stone room, but a very luxurious wing.
In addition to the fairy wood futon and Tongxuan stone, there are also a lot of fine wines, burning a piece of woody fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"My little friend, I'll take my leave now. I'll be waiting for your good news."
After Elder Yang Long passed down a spiritual thought, he said with a smile, and patted Qin Nan on the shoulder before leaving the wing.
It seemed that he was really looking forward to Qin Nan.
Qin Nan shook his head, took a bottle of wine, took a sip, and waited quietly.
Boom!
Five hours later, the seventh holy tide broke out, and the powerful monks among the tenth-level holy saints took action like lightning, grabbing the power of the pure saints.
"The ninth-grade pure saint monk takes action!"
As the majestic voice sounded, Qin Nan's aura instantly reached its peak, and he combined all his divine power with three earth-yellow auras and penetrated them into the Tongxuan Stone.
Among the ninth-grade pure saints, the power of the pure saints that can be taken away far exceeds that of the seventh-grade pure saints, so just in case, he mobilized more of this strange aura.
Swish, brush, brush!
All kinds of magical arts shine brightly.
Every immortal technique has an astonishing aura and extraordinary power.
The big khaki hands evolved by Qin Nan, no matter the aura, etc., are far from the more than seventy immortal arts.
However, the moment this big khaki hand came out, it attracted the attention of the ninth-grade pure saint and other monks.
"That big hand... Could it be that the mysterious monk among the seventh-grade pure saints just now entered the ninth-grade pure saints?"
This astonishing thought came to the minds of the monks one by one, and many people even subconsciously stood up and stared at this scene closely.
"No wonder he didn't take action last time..."
Among the seventh-grade pure saints, the middle-aged man and the inner disciple murmured to themselves, and then a sneer appeared on the corners of their mouths.
You must know that the ninth-grade pure saint limits his power to the first level of human and immortal.
Even if you are an unparalleled genius and enter the ninth level of pure saints, if you do not have enough cultivation, you will not be able to take advantage of it.
The aura of this mysterious monk's big khaki hand is just a little stronger than before. It is equivalent to the third level of a god. It can be shattered by the attack of any human immortal.
Although this big earth-yellow hand possesses amazing abilities, it will inevitably be destroyed in the end.
"If you don't stay well among the seventh-grade pure saints, you dare to run into the ninth-grade pure saints. You simply don't know how to live or die. Let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
The eyes of Xiaopeng Wang Wanxiao and Prince Mingyin suddenly turned cold, and they tied their magic seals, activating their magic and blasting towards the big earth-yellow hand.
They didn't have any bad feelings towards this mysterious monk, but they were quite displeased that he didn't stay among the seventh-grade pure saints and taught 'Qin Nan' a lesson.
(End of chapter)