Qin Xuan was at his own place, carrying the immortal dharma. Thousands of hands returned and turned into a peerless barrier, wrapping him in it.

All around, thousands of dark demons were attacking and tearing apart the immortal dharma, but Qin Xuan didn't care.

After a hundred breaths, suddenly, a sword light spread across the sky and the earth, instantly tearing a hole among the demons, and dozens of dark demons fell directly.

Thousands of hands open a thread, and one sword returns.

Qin Xuan reached out with one hand from behind and grasped the eternal sword.

On top of it, the origin world of Qiandao suddenly shook, the immortal dharma collapsed, and the blue ancestral power rolled like a river into the eternal sword.

On the Eternal Sword, there is a blue flame burning.

One man and one sword, one against ten thousand!

Qin Xuan looked at the nearly ten thousand dark demons and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if laughing wildly.

Anyone who talks about the ancestral realm cannot kill the world leader, and whoever talks about the ancestral realm cannot get the first place on the gold list.

Behind Qin Xuan, Qin Zuyi suddenly shook, his body was like a shadow, and he missed the attack of many dark demons.

The world laughs at me for being arrogant, but I, Qin Changqing, have one sword and one person...
Chapter completed!