Empress: Tears burst!Are you the reincarnated child of destiny?

"Then, what about the noble Son of God, that little thief who entered the Dao Realm?"

The man put little Pei Qingxuan down.

"That person, kill him, it's an eyesore."

"Yes."

The men and women on the carriage waved their hands, and a group of guards hidden near the carriage rushed out.

They wrapped Qin Ming in the middle.

Substantial Dharma appearance, this small Taoist realm still has some skills, Yun Haotian thought to himself.

Huge cloud dragon, murderous guard.

It seemed that Qin Ming was weak, pitiful and helpless.

No matter how defiant he is, he is only a teenager now.

Qin Ming's face was gloomy, he just gathered a little spiritual power.

If they haven't been deterred, can they be deterred now by using all their strength?
He lowered his head, and the eyes of the people in the city were full of expressions of fear.

Is this really going to be the case?

Qin Ming shifted his gaze to the carriage, and they got his sister into it just now.

How to do.

How to do……

After thinking for a moment, since there is no better way, then kill it.

Suddenly, with Qin Ming as the center, a red light rose, and the light gradually spread outward.

Slowly, red light surrounded the guards who surrounded him before.

Killing intent is evident...

Qin Ming's eyes were closed tightly, and then the magical beasts transformed by thousands of magic forms scattered and rushed towards the people who surrounded him.

"Well done, I thought you were a coward."

After Yun Haotian said, he urged his cloud magic form to attack those magical beasts that had transformed into magic forms.

Not only that, after observing the situation of the battle, Qin Ming closed his eyes again.

Thousands of dharma forms condense again, and what is transformed this time is the real dharma form.

Great Sun Dharma...

The Golden Crow...

Divine Beast Dharma…

Unreal...

"This……"

The strong sense of oppression made Yun Haotian unable to stand upright.

Not to mention those guards.

Some even half-kneeled on the ground.

They resisted the oppressive feeling, and the blood was on their hearts. Among the ten guards, more than half of them vomited blood.

At first, Yun Haotian was a little dumbfounded when he saw that Qin Ming's small Taoist realm was actually a thousand Dharma.

Demonic beasts are transformed from the magic form, and these magical beasts are a little more powerful than real magical beasts.

He decided to destroy this Qin Ming, at least he could suppress it with levels.

Now, the dharma form is transformed into a dharma form, which is unheard of, and even more incomparable to him.

He was completely bewildered.

Now it is not how Yun Haotian wants to kill Qin Ming, but how Qin Ming will let him die.

Yun Haotian was still thinking, when suddenly his eyes went dark, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"You dare!"

This is his heart and soul, even if Yun Haotian survives in the future, his cultivation will not be able to advance any further.

Yun Haotian wanted to stand up straight, but he looked at Qin Ming angrily.

As soon as the hand pointed up, he saw his fingers dissipating out of thin air, followed by his arm.

In just one breath, Yun Haotian disappeared.

Qin Ming didn't even look at Yun Haotian, he was running his spiritual power with his hands behind his back.

With a whoosh, he stood on top of the carriage.

The original men and women on the carriage were already tremblingly hugging each other.

Their cultivation base is not as high as Yun Haotian's, but their status is higher than Yun Haotian's, so he is only worthy of being cannon fodder.

With the successive shouts, Qin Ming knew that all the guards had disappeared at this time.

The people on the ground stretched out their hands, wanting to catch the golden light floating down from the sky.

But when the golden light was about to fall to the ground, it merged into the air.

These people on the carriage, even if they are ordinary guards, are all aloof.

Now these high-ranking people have turned into golden light...

The men and women in the carriage began to mutter.

"It's all your fault, I have to read more, don't you see this..."

"Shut up, didn't you say to give her to His Royal Highness the Son first?"

"It's because of you, why don't you read more, this plague god..."

"You are the worst, actually wanting that little girl to be a furnace."

Qin Ming's hearing is very good, and he heard all their voices.

His complexion also changed from ashen to black gradually.

"No, don't come here."

A woman saw Qin Ming approaching, her face turned pale in panic, and the dangling hairpin fell off her head, but she didn't notice it.

Seeing Qin Ming getting closer, the woman's eyes turned red instantly.

"It's none of my business. It's these three people who said they wanted to arrest your sister."

After the words fell, the woman knelt and crawled to Qin Ming's feet, kowtowing frantically.

Qin Ming just kicked her off the carriage.

Thousands of dharmas moved with their hearts, and transformed into a giant dragon, which swallowed the woman in one gulp before she fell down.

The golden light sprinkled on the earth again.

How much better would it be to be with these scumbags, even if they didn't do anything.

Qin Ming sneered, and the killing intent on his body became stronger.

"Don't kill us, we are disciples of the first-class sect, as long as you don't kill us, I..."

The Faxiang turned into a sharp sword in an instant, before the man finished speaking, Qin Ming raised the sword and dropped it.

Looking at the heads that rolled down on the carriage, the remaining few women kept shaking their heads.

The originally beautiful bun was also in chaos at this time.

"Noisy."

"Who goes first?"

With just four words, the few remaining people were stunned instantly.

Qin Ming frowned. Are the disciples of the first-class sects so unbearable this year?

In his heart, anyone who insulted little Pei Qingxuan, even if he didn't, would be in the same league as these people.

must die.

Without any hesitation, the sharp sword transformed by the Faxiang killed all the disciples of these so-called first-class sects in an instant.

At this moment, traces of golden light appeared on the carriage, which was not the golden light after those people dissipated.

It's a defensive shield.

It seems that it is the so-called His Royal Highness Son of God among those people.

Qin Ming couldn't help but snorted coldly.

With the sharp sword in hand, Qin Ming swung it at the carriage in an instant.

On the protective cover, a trace of cracks appeared in an instant.

The people in the carriage were so panicked that they glanced at little Pei Qingxuan.

"Little girl, it seems that I can't enjoy you anymore."

After showing a wicked smile, he turned into a ball of white light and penetrated into the clouds.

This is a magic weapon given to him by the sect. It can hide the breath, and it can also be transformed into everything, but it is only this one.

I don't know if Zongmen knew that he used this magic weapon to escape from the hands of a Taoist.

It is estimated that the identity of the Holy Son will not be preserved.

Just after he evaded, Qin Ming also split the golden light shield, and he hugged little Pei Qingxuan.

Tears kept flowing down, and I blamed myself even more in my heart.

But at this time, he couldn't think so much at all. These people are all disciples of the first-class sect, if the first-class sect comes.

The only thing waiting for them is death.

He picked up little Pei Qingxuan, jumped into the air, and after a glance, the dharma form condensed into a sharp sword again, and swung it.

The only surviving person also dissipated at this time...