The Qingxu Palace was as calm as ever, but the moment Qin Hao arrived, the silence of this empty plain was broken.

The whole palace shook violently, and the prohibition of the closed palace on that side was shaking.

Cracks spread across the prohibition, and in the suspicious eyes of everyone, the prohibition turned into a diffuse shadow and dissipated.

Almost everyone present woke up from their surprise, and one after another streamers suddenly rose up and went straight to the palace.

At this moment, Qin Hao had also landed in front of the palace, but he already had a white palm holding his arm.

"I have prepared a surprise for Brother Hao'er!" the big eyes of the girl Shui Ling flickered, and her teeth opened and closed.

Looking at the girl in the pale dress in front of her, Qin Hao was also a little helpless.

"Qin'er, it's not too late to go in and have a look?"

Seeing that Qin Hao didn't ask what the surprise was, a trace of gloom flashed on Yang Qin'er's face, but she was overjoyed: "Okay!"

The four people turned into five, and the monk who was originally beside Yang Qin'er had already disappeared.

The inheritance of Da Luo Jin Xian, who is not greedy?

Inheritance means that the golden pill is above!

Accompanied by one figure after another entering the palace, at this moment, the Qingxu Palace was several times more lively than any other palace.

Qin Hao's eyes swept over the monks present, and in an instant, Qin Hao was shocked.

In the light of his eyes, under a magnificent wall, there were two middle-aged men in Taoist robes standing majestically, although their aura was restrained and never overflowed, they were still seen by Qin Hao where their cultivation was.

Two Ning Dan Realm Half Immortals!

It is a real half-immortal powerhouse, which is no longer comparable to a Divine Source Realm cultivator.

Just the body of a half-immortal is already beyond the scope of the immortal source.

There is a fundamental gap between the two!

Following Qin Hao's gaze, Yang Qin'er slowly spoke: "Those two are the two pre-selected elders of the Fu Demon Sect. ”

"These two are monks who have not received the inheritance of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and they were already cultivators of the seventh turn of the Divine Source Realm before they heard about entering the fairyland, and now they have found some immortal treasures and medicines in the fairyland, and they have been in retreat for two years, and once they broke through the realm. ”

Qin Hao nodded lightly, those two middle-aged Rao were indeed good, he had met them before the Tanghuang Palace three years ago.

It's a pity that in Qin Hao's eyes, there is still one person, whose cultivation is not weaker than those two Taoist priests of the Demon Sect.

Even though they were far away, Qin Hao could still see the terrifying aura.

In the eyes, there was a man dressed in a black robe, and even his head was wrapped in a black robe, only his eyes were exposed, and he flashed strange lights from time to time.

The aura in the black-robed human body was extremely powerful, and even the two Taoist priests of the Demon Demon Sect were a little worse than them.

What's more, the position where the black-robed man was standing was where the disciples of Moyun Palace were!

Qin Hao had a sharp edge in his eyes, and no one could predict what would happen in the palace.

"Is that the powerhouse of the Ning Dan Realm?" Wang Anxu's face was full of yearning, and he said lightly: "With the Tang Huang inheritance, before I arrived in the Daluo Realm, I almost had no realm barriers at all, and the difference was just the accumulation of resources." ”

Wang Hanxu was also a little envious, but his eyes fell more on the group of monks wearing Xuan robes in the distance, and the person at the head was Changle, who was severely injured by Qin Hao.

But that breath turned out to be an immortal qi fluctuation that only existed in the half-immortals of the Ning Dan Realm.

"Brother Qin, most of the force leaders have already advanced to the Ning Dan Realm, and there are at least seven Ning Dan Realm cultivators here!"

The existence of the Ning Dan Realm, although it is not far away from them, is also like a trench.

Qin Hao smiled faintly, his thin lips opened slightly, "It's just a cultivator of the Ning Dan Realm, what is the way, it's still only a half-immortal, and he hasn't become an immortal yet!"

"Just a half-immortal?" The corners of Wang Anxu's lips touched slightly, although Qin Hao's was not wrong.

But half-immortals, how could they be contemptuous of monks like them who had not even completed the sealing of the Tian Ning Dan?

Thinking of this, Wang Anxu thought even more.

His current obsession is probably the revenge of his father and mother......

Ning Dan Realm Half Immortal, he still has to look up, not to mention the Jindan Elder and even the Valley Master of the Refining Weapon Valley?

Each of them is an immortal existence, and the perception of the two realms is no longer as simple as a trench, just like an elephant and an ant, which can be destroyed by turning his palm.

Yang Qin'er's expression on the side was also a little ghostly, her eyes fell on Qin Hao, but she found that Qin Hao was so indifferent.

Half-immortal?

Indeed, a half-immortal is still not an immortal, and even in essence it is still a mortal body.

Yang Qin'er smiled lightly in her heart, how could a person with such a heart not be worthy of her identity?

At this moment, nearly two hundred monks had already reached the center of the palace.

Led by the Seven Great Ning Dan Half Immortals, the people of the four major sects are almost all here, and the rest of the scattered cultivators also form their own teams.

"The Demon Gate is open, dare to ask if the inheritance in this palace can be ceded by several major sects?" One of the seemingly older Taoist priests clenched his fists and spoke, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

There were more than two of them in the Ning Dan Realm monks present, and if it was an abrupt attempt to inherit the opportunity, I am afraid that there would be many changes.

Especially in the Refining Weapon Valley, Changle looked indifferent, and the Xuan Robe exuded dazzling light in this palace.

Those eyes were like bears and eagles, staring closely at the pale golden skeleton in the center of the main hall.

"There is little nonsense, there are only two palace inheritances left, and naturally the capable ones live in it, what kind of strength does the Demon Gate have in their hearts!" Chang Le's voice was extremely cold, and his words were full of contempt for the two Ning Dan Realms of the Demon Demon Gate.

As soon as the words fell, the face of another middle-aged man in a Dao robe quickly became gloomy, and he burst out angrily, "Dare to despise my Demon Sect, is the Refining Weapon Valley planning to be destroyed!?"

Changle laughed, but there was also a calm look in his eyes: "Yes, then see the real chapter under your hands!"

Immediately, Changle shouted violently, his body bowed slightly, and the whole person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and his fists flew out like a cannonball.

In a breath, Changle had already appeared in front of the middle-aged man in the robe, and just the fist wind blew the middle-aged man's robe into a cold one, and at the moment when his fists were about to hit the middle-aged man, his body turned again, and there was a more terrifying power generated by rotation, making his iron fists even more terrifying.

It's a mountain rock, and he can blast it into pieces with one punch.

Exclamations continued to sound all around, and the middle-aged man in the Dao robe was also a Ning Dan Half-Immortal in the end, and his body also turned around.

rubbing the wind of his fists, he avoided Changle's attack without danger.

Changle's eyes were already that cold color, if he couldn't even avoid his punch, this realm would really be cultivated to the dog.

The next moment, the corners of Changle's mouth hooked a sinister arc, and his feet shook suddenly, and the sweeping leg was thrown towards the middle-aged ankle of the robe.

In an instant, the middle-aged body of the Dao robe had stopped in the air, and a touch of horror flashed on his solemn face.

Is this really the fighting skills that the elders of the Refining Weapon Valley can have?

How is this possible!?