Global Reincarnation: Beginning as the Prince of Heavy Eyes

Sitting there motionless, there was an unprecedented and powerful Qi flowing all over his body.

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Chapter 5; The Young Supreme Sequence

"Who is coming!"

More than a hundred monks in the physical state stood up one after another, as if they were facing a big enemy.

But when they saw that the dust scattered in the sky.

The person standing there was actually a young man, carved with jade, with a fairy temperament, and everyone was stunned.

Even the young man in purple robe who was surrounded by hundreds of monks in the physical state raised his brows in the center.

Everyone laughed.

"Hahaha! There is such a little baby who has not been weaned in this ancient land of gods?"

"Which family's parents are so cruel, is this their own? How old are they, and they were thrown into this ancient land of gods?"

In the endless din.

A girl of thirteen or fourteen years old with outstanding appearance, with a slender waist, walked up to Xia Changqing in lotus steps, and stroked Xia Changqing's head inappropriately with one of her hands, which were crystal clear and soft.

He said softly; "Little brother, how old are you this year? This ancient land of gods is not a place for playing games. There are ferocious beasts that cannibalize people and demons who kill without batting an eye."

Xia Changqing is not happy, just say what you say, and even scratch my head!He even made faces to scare the prince!

"Why, you don't believe what my sister said?"

Catching the repulsive color in Xia Changqing's eyes, the girl didn't realize the horror, so she continued to scratch Xia Changqing's head.

"Sister never lies to children, this ancient land of gods is really dangerous, you still..."

"Junior Sister Xuanyue, step back! This person should be aiming at me!" The voice of the purple-robed boy sounded.

Everyone present couldn't feel Xia Changqing's blood surging like a real dragon, but the purple-robed youth was different.

While hunting in his clothes, the young man in purple robe grabbed a nine-foot silver gun.

The eyes are as bright as the flames of golden lamps, and there is a gushing of blood visible to the naked eye in every pore of flesh and blood.

The innate essence sprinkled from the manifestation of the nine Dao veins outlined a misty and dazzling purple divine light outside his body.

The young man in purple robe who bathes in it is full of power and power, and his every move has an invincible and unique demeanor!

"very good."

Xia Changqing's whole body was boiling hot, the more the purple-robed boy behaved like a genius, the more excited he was!

"what happened?"

"Holy Son is the Young Supreme Sequence. He didn't show himself so well when he was fighting that ancient remnant beast a few days ago. Could it be that we have misjudged him? Is this kid a monster?"

Everyone was discussing in confusion.

The girl who pulled Xia Changqing's head probably guessed something, and hid in the distance in fright.

"Tiantian Ancient Sect Zhan Wushuang!"

When he stopped ten meters in front of Xia Changqing, the purple-robed boy shouted like thunder.

Xia Changqing didn't mean to reveal his identity. According to the Tongtian Ancient Sect, it was one of the top great religions in the three thousand Taoist states downstream of the barren region.

"You are the Young Supreme Sequence?"

Not beating around the bush, Xia Changqing asked.

"Boy, don't be too crazy!"

He straight to the point reported the origin of the name taboo, Xia Changqing didn't say anything, and asked himself if he was the Young Supreme Sequence.

No matter how you look at it, Zhan Wushuang is somewhat underestimated.

"That's right, the Holy Son is the Young Supreme Sequence, if you still have the slightest sense of awe, you little doll, then immediately kneel down and kowtow!"

A disciple of Tongtian Ancient Sect shouted loudly.

"Yes, that's fine, the prince is fighting the Young Supreme!"

With a domineering roar, Xia Changqing punched the target with a fist.

Zhan Wushuang was furious.

Although he saw that the little baby was unusual, and his blood was as strong as a beast's cub, but he really didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth with his disdain for him when he came up!

Most of the cultivators in the ninth level of the physical body, the limit is to temper the power of ten thousand.

As for the Young Supreme Sequence, the Qi and blood must be comparable to the pure-blooded ancient beasts, and they must have a physical strength of more than [-] catties.

He Zhan Wushuang is not considered outstanding in the sequence of three thousand Daozhou young supreme beings, he is one of the best existences.

But it is by no means anyone can challenge, let alone just a seven or eight-year-old doll.

"My son, I will discipline you for your parents!"

The spear plunged into the ground, and Zhan Wushuang mobilized [-]% of his energy and blood, and raised his fist to meet Xia Changqing's glittering, pink, and shining fist.

Dong dong dong

There was a deafening sound, and Zhan Wushuang's face changed drastically.

The ground under his feet collapsed and cracked, and the huge force from the vent made him fly dozens of meters away like a kite with a broken string.

When he got up in disgrace, there were bursts of uncontrollable pain in his fist, and his bones seemed to be about to burst.

Look at Xia Changqing, who is wearing a unicorn robe and fluttering in the wind, with black hair and a thick shawl.

The small body gives people a kind of domineering color that stands upright and looks majestic at all times.

He who sent Zhan Wushuang flying with a punch, was in high spirits and did not retreat an inch, behind him was a red cloud of vitality that covered the sun and the sky.

"I haven't tried hard yet, you're falling down!"

"It's so vulnerable, it's still young Supreme Sequence."

Xia Changqing laughed heartily at his opponent, showing no respect at all.

"monster!"

"evildoer!"

"The Holy Son may be showing mercy..."

"...Do you believe this? Yes, His Royal Highness is merciful, maybe he didn't use all his strength, maybe he was blown away with a punch, and he was still so domineering in his aura. Isn't this a monster? What is it?"

"Ninth level of the physical body, this little doll is the ninth level of the physical body! The young supreme sequence of the age of hair, my God, what did I see, the youngest young supreme sequence in the history of the Three Thousand Dao State?"

……

No matter how slow the crowd was, they were able to react. The harmless, aura-filled little doll was definitely a Young Supreme Sequence, otherwise it would have been impossible to blow Zhan Wushuang away with a single punch.

Only the Young Supreme can repel the Young Supreme!

"This punch doesn't count, let's do it again!"

Zhan Wushuang didn't have any reservations anymore, he revived all the energy and blood in his body, and when he rushed out, there was the sound of wind, thunder and lightning.

Cultivators in the physical state don't have much magic power, they can't perform supernatural powers and secret arts, and it is also very difficult to comprehend the exercises. What they are fighting for is blood and physical body!

Xia Changqing didn't go all out. Before he merged with Jiuqiao Linglong's heart, he had tempered his strength to one hundred and eight thousand catties.

After merging the Nine-Apertures Exquisite Heart, the strength, qi and blood have increased by a large margin.

Half of the power should be able to crush this Zhan Wushuang.

Like two ferocious beasts in human form made of steel, they collided head-on for more than a dozen rounds. Xia Changqing, who was in the ultimate glory, was physically healthy and unparalleled in suppressing Zhan Wushuang.

He stepped on it with one foot and asked, "Are you convinced?"

The world is silent.

All was silent.

I thought there would be a fight between dragons and tigers, but who would have thought that it would be settled after a dozen rounds.

Zhan Wushuang was hit hard, staring at his eyes in despair.

He never dreamed that he would be beaten to the ground by a six or seven-year-old doll.

The crushing in terms of strength is destructive and overwhelming, and he is not given a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Chapter 6; Squeeze the Young Supreme Sequence, Suppress Chaos Sword Art!

"Aren't you convinced!"

The domineering shout echoed in the sky.

The ethereal and handsome Xia Changqing was at a very young age, with black hair and a slender figure.

He illuminates the ten directions of heaven and earth like a young god.

Zhan Wushuang, who was trampled under his feet, as the young Supreme Sequence among the young generation of [-] Daozhou, his face has already shown the appearance of despair.

His indestructible Dao heart is also riddled with holes.

There is that young Supreme who can accept being stepped on by a little doll full of milk.

"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"

"My son's skills are not as good as others, you kill me!"

Zhan Wushuang, who was already ashamed to see others, closed his eyes, waiting for the little baby to crush his head.

A dozen breaths passed.

Zhan Wushuang opened his eyes suspiciously, "Why don't you do it?"

Xia Changqing shook his head, "Why did the prince kill you? You didn't provoke me! The prince just wanted to fight with you."

The previous group of monks took the initiative to commit crimes, so Xia Changqing naturally would not show mercy.

This battle unparalleled is different.

He was approached by Xia Changqing on his own initiative.

Before the other party offends Xia Changqing, Xia Changqing will not turn himself into a big devil who kills without blinking an eye.

"you……"

Zhan Wushuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't know whether to be grateful to Xia Changqing, or to become angry from embarrassment.

In the big Kazilan-like eyes of the little doll, he could not see any contempt or ridicule, only the invincible brilliance as bright as the nine-day sun.

It can be concluded that the little baby really came to fight with him, there is no evil intention!

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, the valiant move of trampling him under his feet with three moves and two moves is too deceiving!

Do not steam the buns to fight for breath.

Zhan Wushuang shouted: "How dare you fight with me with weapons in hand!"

In the wasteland, the magic weapon is divided into magic weapon, spirit treasure, ancient treasure, saint magic weapon, supreme magic weapon, and the ultimate emperor weapon on top of it.

Magical artifacts are very common, and their value varies.Lingbao is different, it is a treasure that condenses the charm of heaven and earth, and it is priceless.

Ancient treasures are even more powerful, and non-top monks cannot sacrifice them.

A magical weapon can add a lot of majesty, and Zhan Wushuang's weapon is inserted/on the ground tens of meters away.

A nine-foot long spear, with a blazing body and dazzling brilliance, this is undoubtedly a top-quality spiritual treasure.

"Why don't you dare!"

With a thought, Xia Changqing flew out of his body a three-foot-long purple-gold fire stick with no edge or light.

This is the accompanying fetish that Xia Changqing held in his hand the day he was born, Hongmeng Zijin.

Xia Guanglie and the other ancestors of the Great Xia Dynasty originally intended to forge this majestic purple gold into an indestructible sword, so that Xia Changqing could use this sword to kill all enemies.

It's a pity that it failed. Only Xia Changqing could sacrifice this primordial purple gold into a weapon shape, because it was his companion divine object and had his original aura.

It is precisely because of this that at present, it is just a stick-shaped sword, without any sharpness and charm, and can be put into Xia Changqing's flesh and blood body at will.