Yun Ye's face was full of shock, and Rao looked at Qin Hao in surprise.

A turn in the Divine Source Realm?

With just one glance, Yun Ye could see Qin Hao's cultivation realm.

Of course, this is just the level that Qin Hao revealed after he sealed himself.

"Yun Lin, are you kidding me?" Yun Ye's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't tell me, this kid from the Divine Source Realm can defeat you in one move!"

A first-turn monk can only have a maximum of nine drops of immortal source, and a fourth-turn monk has at least six thousand five hundred and sixty-one drops of immortal source.

More than 700 times the gap between the immortal source, one move to defeat in an instant?

Are you kidding!

Even if he was the one who slaughtered the disciples of Moyun Palace, the Divine Source Realm was only the second turn, and there was still not much difference.

But the defeat of the Fourth Turning Monk is a bit appalling!

"Senior Uncle Yun Ye, he ......" Yun Lin was suddenly a little at a loss, "But he really defeated me in one palm!"

Yun Wu and the others also frowned slightly, and their eyes fell on the white-robed figure, a little incredulous.

The further back you go, the bigger the gap between the realms, and it is indeed a bit sensational to fight beyond the level.

Yun Ye was still standing in place, his expression gradually became indifferent, even if he could defeat the Fourth Transformation Cultivator in an instant, compared to Yun Wu, it was still a little worse, let alone him.

But now, he is not in a hurry to make a move, why not use that white-robed boy to lay the realm of Yunwu Five Turns.

Just as Yun Ye was about to speak, Qin Hao's indifferent voice suddenly sounded, "It's just a Divine Source Realm Fourth Transformation Cultivator, is it possible that you still have to fight?"

On the delicate face, a faint smile appeared, the white robe was clear, and Qin Hao said lightly: "One palm is enough!"

What arrogance!

With indifferent words, Yun Lin's face became gloomy in an instant, his face was full of energy, and Yun Wu and the others looked at Qin Hao incredulously.

"You said that the Fourth Rank Monk will be defeated with one palm?" Yun Wu's eyes flashed with a hint of coolness, and he was angry, "Those disciples in Ximan Mountain who were slaughtered by you, they were killed when they were killed, it was because their strength was not good, and I should not pay attention to it." I'm in Moyun Palace for the sake of my palace's face!"

"With you, a kid from the Divine Source Realm, you dare to say that you can instantly defeat the fourth-turn monk of Moyun Palace?"

Beside Yun Wu, there was also a man with a dark face, "I'm afraid that this guy has cultivated to a dog, and he even dares to insult Mo Yun Palace in front of me!"

"Elder Yun Ye, I'll clean up that kid first!" the man turned around and clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.

Originally, Yun Ye thought that Qin Hao had already grown up when he got the opportunity in this Great Luo Immortal Realm, but after he saw that Qin Hao only had a one-turn realm in the Divine Source Realm, he didn't want to make a move, how could a one-turn monk be worth his shot?

If you win, you won't be able to win!

If you lose, you have to laugh and be generous!

"Go Yun Dao!" Yun Ye said lightly, his eyelids drooping slightly, as if he already knew the outcome of this battle.

Instant defeat!

Although Yun Dao is only a fourth-turn monk, it is different from Yun Lin, or there is a world of difference between the two!

Not far from Qin Hao, the two brothers Wang Anxu looked at Qin Hao in a daze.

Originally, in this palace, Qin Hao's means of defeating Yunlin with one palm were seen in their eyes, and with Qin Hao's strength, if they wanted to kill him, it would be easy to kill him.

Wang Anxu was groaning, and then, his pupils suddenly dilated, looking at Qin Hao's indifferent back, as if he had thought of something.

He...... No, I want to wipe out all the people in Moyun Palace!

But with Yun Ye, an elder at the peak of the Divine Source Realm, here, is this possible?

Qin Hao's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"What about the four turns of the Divine Source Realm?" Qin Hao's voice froze, "The vastness of the immortal land, how can you observe all living beings, your horizons are too small!"

"Who said that once the Divine Source Realm turns, you can't instantly defeat the Fourth Rank Monk?"

Qin Hao only felt a little ridiculous, and a hint of playfulness had already appeared on his face.

When he first entered the Divine Source Realm, he could defeat the peak monk of the Divine Source Realm, a monk who turned around in the Divine Source Realm, how could he enter his eyes?

Yun Dao chuckled even more, "Whether you can defeat or not, you will only know after fighting." ”

"I hope you don't let me down!"

He had already received Yun Ye's permission, and as soon as his words fell, the contempt in his eyes suddenly turned into murderous intent.

"Brother Qin, be careful!"

Wang Anxu also found the killing intent in Yun Dao's eyes and the drumming immortal source, and said in a condensed voice.

"It's just seven people, and I haven't taken it seriously!"

Qin Hao's eyes were slightly condensed, and his sleeve robe was windless.

Suddenly, before the cloud path gathered momentum, Qin Hao's feet shook suddenly, and the purple qi rippled, if it crossed the heavens and the earth, a flicker, and appeared in front of the cloud road.

"I even dare to do it first, I really don't know whether I live or die!"

Yun Ye and the others naturally noticed Qin Hao's movements, and said lightly: "It's better to solve it earlier!"

A dark light condensed, Yun Dao's eyes were indifferent, and he coldly spit out four words, "I don't know what to say!"

Qin Hao's move, for him, was like letting go, and facing him was only one death.

The darkness is cold, and the temperature around it is dropping dramatically, and everything around is frozen.

Yun Dao looked at Qin Hao with disdain, the gap between one turn and four turns was like a drop of water and a stream, let his deeds be amazing, how could he make a mistake in front of him?

Qin Hao looked at the immortal mangs formed by the dark immortal source, as indifferent as ever, and the next moment, he pointed out.

The aura of Hongmeng was intertwined, straight into the dark fairy.

In Qin Hao's body, the three-foot purple wood seedlings were vibrating, and the aura of Hongmeng roared out, and the white fingers all turned into demonic purple at this moment.

One finger to Hongmeng!

This is just a simple use of Hongmeng's qi, it is not a killing magic power at all, and the power is even more restrained to the extreme, and there is no clue at all.

Burst!

The dark fairy touched that finger, and in just a moment, the dark fairy instantly dimmed, and cracks appeared one after another, cracking inch by inch, diffusing between the heaven and the earth.

And on that finger, the purple light was magnificent, and the light was divided into thousands of threads, which hit Yundao's chest.

"Not good!"

Cloud Dao was shocked, that dark immortal was so vulnerable, and even the immortal source in his body was faintly suppressed.

Immediately, he forcibly endured the horror in his heart, urging the immortal source to surge out like a sea, protecting his body to resist the thousands of purple rays.

"How could it be ......"

His lips and teeth were moving, and before his words fell, the purple mangs had all descended, and the wisps of suppression above the purple mangs spread, and the light was skyrocketing, and the next moment, those Hongmeng purple qi pierced through the immortal source, and all of them fell on the body of Yun Dao.

In front of the entire Empty Xuan Palace, everything seemed to be silent, and those purple rays fell on the body of Yun Dao, as if they were irresistible, passing through the gray robe, passing through the body, and then diffuse.

Qin Hao smiled lightly and withdrew his palm.

In mid-air, Yun Dao's body froze, and in an instant, it slammed to the ground, and there was no more sound.

A look of surprise flashed on Yun Wu's face, and he could feel the fallen Yun Dao, the body...... It should already be a corpse!

The Fourth Transformation Cultivator of the Divine Source Realm was only a finger......

Die!