The ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect who was sacrificed by the Northern Autumn Wind was the cultivator who played this palm power, and his strength far surpassed that of the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster.

It stands to reason that according to the cultivation realm of this Minshan Sword Sect Patriarch, he has already transcended this world.

Because of the rules of this heaven and earth, it is simply impossible to withstand the existence of such cultivators.

Perhaps, this ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect has something to do with the severance of the path of ascension.

"Since you are here and have accepted the sacrifice of your junior disciples, then stay for the time being!" Qin Lang's eyes flashed and he said softly.

Suddenly, a terrifying layer of coercion shrouded in the entire sword room, and a green shadow flashed with the green sword ancient sword in Qin Lang's hand.

The sword intent overflowed, like a storm, setting off in the sword chamber.

Countless divine soldiers were trembling, as if they had received some kind of call and guidance, and wanted to break free from the shackles of the prohibition.

Except for the Northern Autumn Wind who was sacrificing, the rest of the realm powerhouses were all forced by this sword intent and couldn't open their eyes.

Han Bingyu and the others kept retreating, and in the end, their backs were already pressed against the wall, and they couldn't take a step back.

The sharp sword intent slammed into the walls, and countless sword marks appeared on the walls and the ground.

"I didn't expect Qin Lang to be so powerful, isn't he a young grandmaster?

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing were shocked and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, Qin Lang dared to make a move against the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect!

"Hey, there is such a strong person, but it seems that it is not enough to keep me!" The voice of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect resounded in the sword room.

A pale yellow true qi permeated the entire sword room, wanting to forcefully suppress the divine soldiers who were about to break free.

This ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect had only one purpose for coming this time, which was to get a sacrifice, and then temporarily infuse part of the power into the sacrificer.

Other than that, he couldn't ask about anything else.

"Isn't it enough?" Qin Lang frowned slightly, and said lightly, "A sword dances lightly and thunders!"

A sword trick fluttered out of the mouth, like an immortal singing in the clouds.

This sword trick in Qin Lang's mouth was like a thunderbolt, resounding in the ears of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect.

The divine thoughts of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect were constantly weakening, and at the same time, the power instilled in the body of the Northern Autumn Wind was also much less.

A powerful sword intent seemed to tear through the space, suddenly appeared in the sword room, and lay across the sky.

This sword intent contains supreme principles, including the will to dominate everything and take life and death.

This sword, if it weren't for Qin Lang's deliberate suppression, would be enough to annihilate the space.

At the beginning, Qin Lang, as the Holy Emperor, pushed the universe horizontally, suppressing all races, and this sword killed too many strong people.

Among them, there are many strong saints.

This sword is the first sword from the Nine Swords of the Divine Extreme.

It's just that with Qin Lang's current cultivation realm, he can't completely urge this sword, and what he can use is only a simplified version of the first sword of the Divine Extreme Nine Swords.

Even the simplified version of the first sword of the Divine Extreme Nine Swords is beyond Shui Lanxing's current cognition.

This sword lay across the sword room, and the strong sword intent directly destroyed the connection between the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect and this divine thought.

"Boy, you dare to cut off my connection with the deity, do you know what you are doing?" This divine thought floated over the sword room, although it was cut off from the deity, but after all, there was a sense of independent thinking.

If the mind is cut off from the Buddha-figure, then the infusion of power will naturally cease.

At this time, Beiqiu Feng spit out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground with a languid expression.

At the cost of ten years of life, he only endured a part of the infusion of strength, and his cultivation realm was comparable to the first level of the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster.

However, the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster realm of the Northern Autumn Wind could only withstand a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour later, he would fall to the middle of the realm.

Qin Lang looked at the ethereal divine thought, and said lightly: "Even if your deity comes, I will not be afraid of you, not to mention a mere divine thought, I want to know something, so you need to stay." ”

"Bold, you want to ask the deity some things, and you don't treat each other politely, didn't the people in your sect teach you etiquette?" said the divine thought of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect coldly.

"You have too many words!" Qin Lang said calmly, he waved his hand, and a suction force came out of his palm.

"What I want to know, I don't need you to answer, I'll find it myself!"

"If you dare to treat me like this, the deity will definitely not let you go!" The divine thought of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect screamed, and he was sucked into Qin Lang's palm by that suction.

The divine thoughts of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect disappeared, and the pale yellow true qi that suppressed the divine soldiers also disappeared.

Ten Thousand Swords stopped trembling and regained quiet.

At this time, the sword qi and sword intent that were swaying in the sword chamber disappeared out of thin air.

The ancient sword of the green mantis is returned to the sheath.

Everything in the sword room was calm again, except for a few corpses left on the ground.

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing just watched Qin Lang smash his sword and cut off the connection between the Minshan Sword Sect Patriarch and Shen Nian.

This kind of means, as well as the power of the sword just now, the two of them have only seen it in their lives.

Only then did they know that Qin Lang's methods were endless, and going against him was tantamount to looking for death, and the doubts about belonging in their hearts at the moment also dissipated.

Qin Lang held the divine thought in the palm of his hand, then closed his eyes, and trapped the divine thought of the ancestor of the Minshan Sword Sect in the corner of his mind.

The matter here is not over yet, because there are still 10,000 divine weapons in the sword room, and the Northern Autumn Wind is not dead!

In Bei Qiufeng's heart at this time, the hatred for Qin Lang was enough to kill Qin Lang countless times.

I lost ten years of life for no reason, and it was extremely uncomfortable to change anyone, not to mention that the indoctrination power was not completed.

"Qin Lang, do you want to kill me now? Hehe, although my sacrifice is only half carried out, I have the power of the Heavenly Realm Grandmaster at this time, as long as I want to leave, no one here can stop me.

You killed my Minshan Sword Sect elder, and also cut off the divine thoughts of the ancestor of this sect, you have committed a heinous crime, I will definitely report to the sect master after I go out, and no one will be able to save you at that time.

And you are cold and rainy, if you were from me before, you still want to kill me, and after I go out, your master Zhang Lao Pifu will not be able to save you.

And the two of you, who have only cultivated in the realm, dare to disobey the Minshan Sword Sect, and want to kill me, I want to let the two of you crush your bones and scatter ashes, so that you will be wiped out..."

Yu Chengdao and Liu Qing's faces were a little gloomy and gloomy, and they had to say that if Bei Qiufeng really escaped, then they would face the wrath of the Minshan Sword Sect next.

How can a mere realm cultivation withstand the retaliation of the Minshan Sword Sect?

Because they are casual cultivators, they don't have any strong forces behind them, and even if they occasionally have some friends, they still can't help.

Because a Heavenly Realm Grandmaster wants to escape, I'm afraid that no one can stop him.

It's not about fighting for your life!

The two of them looked dead and dejected, and the matter had come to this point, and it was beyond their control.

"Are you done?"

At this time, Qin Lang said lightly.

"Huh?"

The northern autumn wind was talking energetically, and suddenly there was a sound, and it seemed to be a little confused.

"When you're done, you can die! You really think of yourself as a character!" Qin Lang said coldly.

He slapped his palm in the air, and the powerful palm force fell towards the head of the northern autumn wind.