In the main hall, the eyes of the people around fell on Qin Wudao and the saint powerhouse, and everyone's eyes were full of awe.

A piece of immortal source attracted a saint powerhouse, and the others obviously had no ability to fight for it.

As for Qin Wudao, how will he deal with it?

"There are saints and strong people intervening, let's not think about it, if that kid doesn't know each other, he will definitely be killed"

Someone sighed.

There may have been a chance to fish in troubled waters.

However, with the appearance of a saint powerhouse, everyone gave up their illusions.

The saint powerhouse is already the top level powerhouse in the Xuantian Continent, and they are all overlords.

Offending a saint is sometimes an endless trouble.

"Immortal source is too rare, as a cultivator, immortal source is the rarest cultivation resource, if you can get immortal source, your cultivation will definitely rise."

"It's an ancient ruin, and the things it contains are crazy"

"That kid's cultivation is extremely terrifying, and now in the face of a saint, is he still capable of dealing with it?"

"Hmph, he's dead, after all, a saint is not a quasi-saint, and the difference in strength is not a star and a half"

Looking at Qin Wudao, there was ridicule, pity, and some schadenfreude in everyone's eyes.

Seeing Qin Wudao's strength, everyone was in awe in their hearts.

But he didn't think that he could deal with a saint and a strong man with his great power.

Because that's impossible in human terms.

Can a powerful man deal with a saint and a strong man, can he be trusted?

At least no one in the Xuantian Continent had ever heard of such a terrifying thing.

Therefore, Qin Wudao has already been sentenced to death by everyone.

"Can he still laugh at this time?"

Ji Niang's eyes kept an eye on Qin Wudao, and found that the latter still had no fear in the face of a saint powerhouse.

Could it be that this man's cultivation is really stronger than that of a saint?

Ji Niang was secretly frightened.

Qin Wudao brought her too much shock.

No wonder she thinks so.

"Boy, do you hand over the Immortal Source yourself, or do I do it myself?" Zhou Rong stared at Qin Wudao with a calm gaze, looking a little infiltrating: "If I make a move, you won't have a chance to live."

He was excited.

He didn't expect to encounter such a rare treasure as Xianyuan, which was a great opportunity for him.

Now that he has the cultivation of a saint, if he can get a piece of immortal source, it is enough to greatly improve his cultivation, and even improve his physique.

As a cultivator of his level, every time he ascended to a realm, it was a great satisfaction.

After all, everyone lives longer.

Qin Wudao is only a powerful cultivator, and in Zhou Rong's eyes, he is an ant, and he can be pinched to death at will.

Although the ant in front of him can deal with the three quasi-saints, it is only a quasi-saint.

Everyone looked at Qin Wudao, not knowing how he would answer?

Everyone saw that his face did not change at all, but there was a sense of excitement.

This made the people in the main hall wonder.

In the face of a saint powerhouse, he didn't have the slightest fear, but showed a kind of excitement, could it be that he had a problem with his brain?

But the chances are slim to none.

"Hehe, what came to my mouth, you still want me to spit it out, do you think it's possible?" Qin Wudao smiled contemptuously: "Sage, I haven't been taught yet, I don't know what your strength is?"

The tone is arrogant, and even makes people think that he is arrogant and ignorant.

Many people wondered in their hearts.

"In my eyes, you are an ant," Zhou Rong sneered.

As soon as the words fell, the aura on his body exploded instantly, and the momentum of the saint powerhouse shook the audience, making everyone tremble.

Feeling the aura of a strong saint bursting out, those who cultivated to a weak were terrified.

There are even people who want to kneel down and surrender in awe.

That powerful aura, unparalleled coercion, suppressed the audience.

"This is the coercion of the strong saint, it's too terrifying"

Some people were secretly frightened, and their eyes were full of awe.

A saint, in his eyes, is like a master.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Rong raised his hand and blasted out a blow, and the surging power poured out, shaking the entire hall, making the hall tremble under this force, as if it was about to collapse.

A large hand is condensed, shining with brilliant light, and the momentum is like a rainbow, like a big hand covering the sky, containing destructive power.

Zhou Rong's blow, the quasi-saint powerhouse did not have the slightest ability to take it.

Even if it is a saint powerhouse, he must be afraid of this blow.

As soon as he made a move, it was a killer move.

The eyes of the surroundings fell on Qin Wudao, as if waiting for the picture of him being bombarded.

In the face of the attack, Qin Wudao sneered: "Cut, is this what the saint is capable of?"

A sky-high momentum erupted from him, and the majestic sword intent bloomed, shocking the people around him.

Everyone looked at Qin Wudao with wide eyes, full of incredulity.

Looking at Qin Wudao in disbelief, a monstrous wave rose in everyone's hearts.

"The Sword Moves the Mountains and Rivers"

Qin Wudao cast the Taishang Sword Sutra, and the supreme sword qi exploded, and the majestic sword intent was terrifying.

I saw a sword qi burst out, tearing through the sky, and blasting towards that big hand, unstoppable.

Everyone also saw a vision of mountains and rivers appearing, and the momentum was huge.

The power of an imperial law burst out shocked everyone present.

With Qin Wudao's powerful cultivation, the power can still make a saint feel jealous.

"This?" Zhou Rong's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly used his strength to resist.

"Boom"

With supreme power, the sword qi smashed the big hand that had been bombarded, and it erupted into a frenzied force that swept away.

The devastating force swept away, shattering the entire hall and reducing it to ruins.

The cultivators in the main hall, in the face of this impact, used their strength to resist it.

People with weak strength were directly shocked by the powerful impact force, and their bodies suffered varying degrees of damage.

After everything returned to calm, Zhou Rong's expression was solemn: "The power of the sword technique used by this kid is so amazing, does it surpass the holy law?"

Qin Wudao's sword was so powerful and ferocious.

It is by no means possible with a single holy law.

The vision of mountains and rivers is even more incredible.

As a saint powerhouse, Zhou Rong naturally understood the power of the magic technique.

He was sure that the power of the magic techniques used by Qin Wudao was stronger than the powerful magic techniques collected by any sect on the Xuantian Continent.

Being able to exert such a powerful power in the Great Power Cultivation shows that the magic technique used by Qin Wudao is extraordinary.

"Who is he?" Ji Niang stared at Qin Wudao from afar, her heart full of doubts.

Qin Wudao was too mysterious to fathom.

The major sect forces in the Xuantian Continent have never heard of such a number one person as him.

And the magic technique he used was even more powerful than ever before in the Xuantian Continent.

"If I can get this powerful sword technique, it will definitely make my strength greatly increase" Looking at Qin Wudao, Zhou Rong's eyes showed greed.

At this moment, Qin Wudao is a fragrant bait.

Thinking of this, the aura on Zhou Rong's body instantly became stronger.

Around him, there were bursts of waves like the waves of the angry sea, and the momentum was huge.

It makes everyone feel as if they are on a huge and turbulent sea.