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Chapter 469 Returning to Beidou Sword Sect, bad news

Everyone has retreated from a distance.

Before Ou Canghai and others wanted to shoot, when they suppressed Qin Futian, they had retreated from afar, lest they affected themselves!

And when the culber and other fierce beasts appeared, they retreated further.

At this time, they were standing far away and talked shockingly.

Qin Futian carried his hands at this moment.

Sweeping around ...

Everyone's gaze is converging and looked at him respectfully.

Qin Futian was just a teenager who came out of Yuncang City.

In just a few months, it is the entire Jingguo.

Even the king's power had to bow to him.

Now, because of the appearance of the secret realm, the ancient power of the ancient country of Qianlong has come.

Just when everyone almost believed that Qin Futian could not compete with the ancient power, he made everyone widened again!

His myth is still continuing!

It's not just the invincibility of Jingguo.

Now even the ancient power of power can only bow in front of him!

"Chiyang School, Ziyue School?"

Qin Futian's cold eyes fell on the princes of the two ancestors.

The scholars of these two ancestors trembled.

Immediately bend your knees and kneel on the ground!

Now, the rest in their hearts is only fear and regret.

What is fear is that I am afraid that the next time is to die.

With their understanding of Qin Futian, and just now Qin Futian did not talk about any emotional decisions.

How could they let them go?

What is regrets is why they choose to avoid it aside at a critical time?

"You! Damn!"

Qin Futian said coldly.

If these two martial arts are not the attachment gate of the Beidou Jianzong, then there will be no half sentence Qin Futian.

After all, they chose to avoid seeing, that was their own decision, which had nothing to do with the Beidou Jianzong.

However, before I came to the secret realm this time, the three four -door and six factions in Beiyouyu. Except for the Tianjianmen, the other ancestors came to the Beidou Jianzong to visit, and they took the initiative to join.

Affiliated to the gate.

Of course, Jiulimen was directly rejected by Qin Futian.

This ancestral gate, two sides and three knives, is not worthy of becoming the attachment gate of the Beidou Jianzong.

The other Zongmen are willing to be willing, and have made a promise. They must be loyal to the Beidou Jianzong. At the critical moment of the life and death of the Beidou Jianzong, it will never shrink back!

But how long does this pass?

Chiyang School and Ziyue School, this ignores promise?

In order to survive, in order to get the benefits from the Beidou Sword Sect, it was claimed to be the Yongzong Gate.

In the face of the crisis of life and death, you choose to exit and turn a blind eye?

How can this make this reason?

Qin Futian waved.

A sword qi flew out of his cuffs.

It does not require much effort to deal with the princes, elders and disciples of these martial arts.

With the strength of Qin Futian today, I do n’t know how to kill Fan!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The screams are constantly coming.

This is not a painful scream, but a screaming scream.

Because the flying sword must be killed directly, it is too late to make a scream.

This is shrouded in the breath of the death of the flying sword, causing the heart to be extremely frightened, and the scream emitted!

but!

These scared screams only lasted for a while.

There are more than a dozen breaths before and after. The two people who came to the secret realm were slaughtered.

Qin Futian's eyes were cold, what did killing this few people mean to him?

In order to rectify the Beidou Sword Sect, he even killed many elders and disciples in his own sect.

Later, among the troops resisting the royal power, he killed nearly 100,000 troops with one sword.

In the eyes of his God-Emperor, these people are just humble creatures like ants!

Everyone looked at Qin Futian with flying robes in shock.

This young man, who looked less than twenty years old, gave them a feeling as unfathomable as a mountain or a sea.

"Holy Son Futian!"

For a moment, all the other sects in the Northern Nether Territory knelt down towards him.

Immediately afterwards, other sect forces in Jingguo, including those with royal authority such as Qin Yuan, also knelt down!

Then, those people from the ancient forces from the Qianlong Ancient Kingdom did not understand what happened.

But when I saw people around me kneeling in large groups, they all knelt down too.

After all, all those peak martial saints died before their eyes. They were kneeling down to Qin Futian. If they could survive, what would it matter?

For a moment, looking around, between the mountains, countless warriors were all kneeling down towards Qin Futian.

"Holy Son Futian!"

Singing the name of "Holy Son of Futian" in his mouth!

Qin Futian narrowed his eyes slightly and looked cold.

Even at this time, his mood still did not fluctuate at all!

He has experienced similar scenes, more than once.

In the God Realm, as a God Emperor, it is common for god kings from all over the world to come to court and all races to worship.

Moreover, any one of those who worship him in this world is a terrifying existence that is enough to destroy the entire world.

But the warriors kneeling in front of them among the mountains and rivers of the earth have never even truly entered the divine realm.

Qin Futian waved his hand and looked at Zhao Wuji and others: "Let's go. Let's go back to Beidou Sword Sect!"

"Yes, Holy Son!"

Zhao Wuji stood up.

Although he is still the leader of Beidou Sword Sect.

And Qin Futian is just the Holy Son.

But everyone knows that Qin Futian is the real backbone.

An ancient warship rose slowly. This was the treasure Qin Futian searched for in Yan Zhentian's spiritual ring.

This is an ancient warship of holy level.

Originally it was only half a person tall.

But after Qin Futian activated the formation on it, the ancient warship grew in size at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just twenty or thirty breaths, it becomes as big as a mountain.

Qin Futian and his party boarded the ancient warship.

The ancient warship then set sail, its huge hull slowly launching in the air. After a while, the speed became faster and faster, and in less than a quarter of an hour, it flew across thousands of rivers and mountains.

"This ancient warship is truly magical!"

"It's so big, it must be extremely heavy, and it can be so fast!"

Zhao Wuji, Meng Jinyin and others were walking on the warship and watching everywhere.

They have never seen a warship of this level before, let alone have the opportunity to watch it so close.

Qin Qingyao, Xiong Yu, Gongsun Hong and others also looked around curiously on the ancient warship.

Qin Qingyao and Duan Gongyu, in particular, were very curious about the formations on the ancient warship.

The formations on such a holy ancient warship were enough for them to study for a long time!

Qin Futian also stood on the deck in front, watching indifferently as the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers receded and disappeared before his eyes.
Chapter completed!
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