The clouds and mist of the earth have dispersed, and everything seems to bow down.

In Qin Hao's eyes, the hideousness suddenly dissipated, the blood-stained robe swept with the wind, the calm eyes looked at everyone lightly, and on the indifferent face, especially the center of the eyebrows, the remaining five immortal patterns were only one color, and even the immortal rhyme was looming, and it would dissipate at any time.

The eyes were pale, the body was pale, and even the face of the young man became a little decayed, like a flower about to wither.

Even so, in the eyes of everyone, that figure is still invincible!

Immortal Martial Nine Slashes God Source Realm!

Divine Source Realm Slashing Dan Realm!

The Ning Dan Realm slashes the golden pill like a bag to take things, and in the taboo law, it also cuts the true immortals of the Yin and Yang Realm!

Above the dome, the clouds and mist dispersed, and even the sun seemed to retreat, faintly, I don't know how many immortal Dao rules, the patterns of immortal Dao are intertwined in mid-air, and there seems to be an invisible eye staring at the decaying figure.

This is the will of the Dao, looking at Qin Hao, his eyes are ruthless and affectionate.

The Immortal Dao Dao was still moving, turning into a large coffin with endless dead qi and appearing on the top of this Moyun Mountain.

Subsequently, the pattern of the fairy road was like an engraved carving, like a substance, and slowly fell on this big coffin.

Taboo law, eighteen burial coffins!

Chop Shouyuan, immortal coffin burial!

The immortal coffin did not cover it, as if waiting for this last attack to be cut out.

The dragon phoenix wings shook slightly, Qin Hao landed on the top of Moyun Mountain, and with a light movement of his palm, he took the three-inch Moyun Hall into his hand, and under the investigation, between his eyebrows, there was a smile like a treasure.

"I'll take this loot from Moyun Palace!"

Facing everyone, Qin Hao's expression was calm, and he slowly spoke.

He stood on the top of this Moyun Mountain, looking at the entire continent in the distance, even if the clouds had been cut off by himself now, the remnants of the Moyun Palace must still be stirring up trouble, and they would never stop.

Qin Hao chuckled, "The next thing is up to you." ”

He only had one attack left, and after this attack, he would enter this immortal coffin and float into the real chaos, and as for where he went, even he didn't know.

"Qin Hao, what should you do with your Shouyuan?" Chen Zixiao's voice was a little solemn, it was just a group of old friends who had not been together for a long time, why did he need to use this taboo method for them?

It's Shou Yuan!

He Qin Hao had only cultivated to the Ning Dan Realm for a long time, and now he had almost been cut into nothingness......

Qin Hao smiled, his voice began to become hoarse, and a touch of twilight rose in his eyes, "There are three or six calamities in the eighteen burial coffins, one calamity for the beheading of Shouyuan, and one calamity for the coffin burial......"

"As for the last catastrophe, I have to stay until this longevity is exhausted!"

He looked up at the firmament, as if he was looking at the invisible eyes, "The last calamity should be the reincarnation tribulation of a hundred lifetimes!"

Chen Zixiao's heart suddenly twitched, no matter what this path was done, the immortal coffin sealed by the pattern of the immortal path could be broken, and it was possible that this hundred lifetimes of reincarnation alone would really bury Qin Hao in it.

"It's okay!" the smile on Qin Hao's face did not decrease, "I am only reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes, how can you bury me?"

He glanced at everyone lightly and spoke again: "After this time, the four major sects are also fragmented, and I don't know if the inheritance is intact after this battle." ”

"My last attack will be left in this barren continent for the generations to come. ”

This time the turmoil of the Wasteland Continent, the inheritance is almost overturned, even if there is still the Jindan Realm, what can it do?

He also only has one attack left, it is impossible to pinch this attack in his hands, and he will survive all the time, the immortal road is long, and he still needs to be born!

Why don't you use this last attack to leave something behind?

Where his heart desires, he wants to have a clear conscience!

Without waiting for everyone to speak again, a ghostly light flickered, the sound of the sword roared like a shock to the sky, and wisps of sharp light were like a cold light in the night, lingering around Qin Hao's body.

The dragon phoenix wings shook the air, one person soared, and the three-foot long front was moving.

Such a fairy power made everyone even more shocked, and their hearts were shocked.

Immediately, the endless immortal power rioted, and everyone rose up in the sky at this moment.

In the stunned and suspicious eyes of everyone, Qin Hao stepped on the sky, his steps were ever-changing, his body was like a swimming dragon, silent, and there was a sword sound on the Jiuxiao Sword, sword qi, and sword light fell like a meteor.

In an instant, Moyun Mountain, which towered into the clouds, was the peak that had never been broken under the confrontation of true immortals, and suddenly there were huge stones broken, green trees, and roads were all turned into powder, and they were sprinkled.

It was like a landslide and the earth cracked, as if the entire Far North was shaking, and the continuous roar made Chen Zixiao and the others even more dumbfounded.

The step stopped, the sword fell, and the fairy coffin shook.

In the smoke and dust, there is a faint fairy rhyme flashing!

In the entire Moyun Mountain, there are twelve characters standing quietly!

Gloomy Ayakun!

Yang into the mud pill!

Twin Divine Qi Sea!

There was another light shock, the immortal coffin slowly merged, and Qin Hao's body disappeared between the ground, only one of the immortal coffins seemed to be shaking, as if it was about to break through the air.

Faintly, there seemed to be a decaying voice slowly sounding, "I leave twelve characters here, the true meaning of the Yin and Yang Realm, there are monks who can comprehend it, and the Twin Divine Realm can be achieved!"

The next moment, the space shattered, and a touch of fairy light passed through the sky!

In the meantime, even the immortal coffin no longer exists in the world!

"Brother Qin!"

"Qin You!"

Wang Anxu, Ying Qi, was still a little sluggish at this moment.

The intersection between them and Qin Hao is not even comparable to Chen Zixiao, but that figure has paid such a big price for this.

The immortal coffin formed by the immortal path is outlined, and the pattern of the sealed coffin condensed by the pattern of the immortal path......

The art of sealing the body and locking the soul!

If after that, Qin Hao has not been able to break the immortal coffin, he will have to seal it forever

"Everyone, let's finish what Qin Hao told us first!" Chen Zixiao stared at the spatial rift that had gradually healed, and his voice was a little indifferent.

"He paid such a great price, and it is not for us to be pitiful here!"

In mid-air, Kun Xu had re-transformed into a human form, and his eyes were faintly red, "The master has already expected that the immortal coffin can't seal him!"

Kun Xu's dragon-like eyes swept over everyone, "The master is also, he will meet in the immortal land one day!"

Everyone took a deep breath and looked at each other.

The next moment, there was immortal power to turn into Changhong, heading towards all parts of the Wasteland, just as Qin Hao said, the battle in the Wasteland was not over.

When all the disciples of Moyun Palace are wiped out, it will be the end of the day!

......

In the distant land, on one side of the mountain, on the other side of the vast and magnificent hall, a person like a fairy quietly lowered his eyes, suddenly, his eyes widened, a touch of surprise flashed from the depths of his eyes, and there was an angry voice that swept the entire hall, and the anger of the sound caused the entire hall to tremble.

"Sect Master, why are you so angry!"

Below, an old man hugs his fists.

The eyes of the immortal god were flushed, "A son who doesn't know the thickness of the earth has actually shattered the plan to return my soul!"

"If I don't want to be a saint, at this point, I must stop in the realm of mixed yuan!"

He raised one of his big hands high, and there was a fairy aura in his movements, "Let's start a war against the Desolate Sect!"

The old man frowned slightly, but he didn't dare to refute, and made another gesture, "Follow the sect master's order!"