Peerless God Emperor

Especially the aura emitted from his body. It was simply too powerful, like a peerless demon king that couldn't be shaken. Just by standing there, he already made people feel fear, let alone fighting with him.    

Many people had even guessed that even if it was any ordinary person from the Fourth Level of Origin Emperor Stage attacking the White Saint, they might not be able to shake his physical body.    

He released the Qi of the White Saint, pressuring the surroundings, the tyrannical eyes looked at Qin Xuan, looking down at him with a look of arrogance and arrogance: "Now, how are you going to fight against me?"    

"It seems you are very confident in yourself." Qin Xuan said indifferently as he looked at the White Saint. He could naturally feel the power of the White Saint.    

"Die."    

With every step he took, space itself began to tremble violently, as if it couldn't withstand the power of his step. One could imagine just how terrifying the strength of the White Saint was.    

Even though they were extremely far away, the crowd in the distance could still feel the tyrannical aura emitted by White Saint. Amongst everyone present, the number of people who could guarantee that they would be able to defeat him could be counted on one hand.    

The White Saint punched forward, and a terrifying white tiger palm appeared in the air. It descended from the sky and smashed towards Qin Xuan's head like a mountain, at the same time, a seal lit up on Qin Xuan's body, as if it was locked onto his body, and was unable to escape the tiger palm's attack.    

"Constraint of divine ability!" The expressions of the crowd faltered. The White Sage had comprehended this level? Wasn't he too strong?    

The divine ability's restriction, as the name implied, was to allow the divine ability to lock onto the opponent's body, preventing the opponent from dodging the attack. The opponent could only endure it. This was an extremely powerful technique that was unstoppable.    

Furthermore, if the opponent comprehended an even deeper level of divine ability to bind, it could even bind the Genuine Essence in the opponent's body, making it so that the opponent could only use the strength of the body to withstand the attack.    

At this moment, the sacred art Bound of the White Sage was the simplest type of technique. However, it was sufficient for him to be proud of.    

Generally speaking, the restrictions of a sacred art could only be comprehended by experts at the higher levels of Origin Emperor and above the Emperor Realm. White Saint was able to comprehend a trace of essence from the Fourth Level of Origin Emperor Stage, which was enough to be called heaven warping talent.    

"Constraint of divine abilities." It was obvious that he knew of this method, he did not expect the White Saint to actually comprehend it. This was somewhat out of his expectations.    

"Can you still escape?"    

A cold voice travelled into Qin Xuan's ears. Right at this moment, the incomparably gigantic tiger palm came slashing downwards, carrying with it the might to destroy everything. It was like the palm of a demon king, trying to crush Qin Xuan's body to pieces.    

The tiger's paw continued to press down, causing the defensive screen around Qin Xuan to tremble violently, as though it was going to shatter in the next moment, it was simply unable to resist the power of the tiger's palm at all. And right below the defensive screen was Qin Xuan's body.    

Compared to the palm strike that covered the sky, Qin Xuan's figure seemed so small and insignificant, as if it could easily be destroyed.    

"Is it going to end?" This palm was incredibly powerful, to the point where even those with the same Fourth Level of Origin Emperor Stage might not necessarily be able to endure it, much less Qin Xuan, who only had First Level of Origin Emperor Stage.    

At this time, the majority of people thought that Qin Xuan had already lost, and that even if he could endure, he would still be severely injured, so how could he fight?    

At this moment, the bodies of Mo Lishang, Qi Luo, Xuanyuan Potian, Tai Long and the rest tensed up as they stared intently at Qin Xuan's figure, as if they were prepared to rush out and save Qin Xuan at any moment.    

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's expression became extremely demonic, his black hair danced with the wind, and an aura that felt like it could dominate the world burst out, the Spirit Demon Qi around his body burst out crazily, one Shadow of Holy Ox after another appeared in the air, and the Xuanwu Divine Turtle also descended, blocking the descent of the tiger's paw.    

Golden light radiated as the wings of the Golden-winged Great Peng spread out. Bathing in the golden light paper, its body was like a sharp sword tearing through the void as it slashed towards the tiger's palm.    

"Thud." Abruptly, a thunderous sound echoed out in the air. The hearts of the crowd trembled as they turned their gazes upwards, only to see several qilins stepping out as well, radiating a sacred aura as they similarly advanced towards the tiger's paw.    

"Holy Kylin!" Someone cried out in alarm. Rumor had it that the holy qilin had already disappeared from the continent. Where did this come from?    

Suddenly, the Golden-winged Great Peng, the Holy Qilin, the Black Tortoise, and the Sai Ox all appeared at the same time. They released a terrifying aura in the air with a mighty momentum and a spectacular scene, shocking the spectators.    

These Demonic Beast were all very powerful and rare. Even the Holy Kylin and the Black Tortoise had disappeared, and they could not be found even in the Demon Domain.    

Everyone looked at Qin Xuan again, their expressions trembling. Qin Xuan seemed to be extremely strange, with Sword Intent s no longer flowing around him, but shrouded in dense demonic energy, as though he was a true Demonic Beast.    

Just now, those Demonic Beast were all summoned by Qin Xuan. This ability was truly shocking, and was rarely seen in the world.    

If the White Saint was said to be the king of demons, then Qin Xuan right now could be called the God of All Demons, with a thought, he could summon many Demonic Beast to help him fight in all four directions, to destroy the entire world.    

The great demon beasts attacked the tiger palm simultaneously, the Xie cow and the Black Tortoise kept moving up, making it hard for the tiger palm to fall down. The Golden Winged Peng's wings flowed with a bright golden luster, it was unknown how sharp it was as it sliced through the tiger palm, leaving behind many deep marks. The Holy Beast Kirin was constantly trampling on the tiger palm, causing it to tremble violently, and the energy inside was quickly being drained.    

Seeing that, the crowd all revealed extremely exaggerated look on their faces. With such an attack, even if Bai Sheng's sacred art locked onto Qin Xuan, it shouldn't be able to harm him, right?    

The White Saint's expression was unsightly to the extreme. He never thought that Qin Xuan would have such a method to summon all the demons for a battle, blocking his attack once again.    

Only a shocking explosion could be heard, the tiger palm was finally unable to withstand the impact, and completely erupted. The many greater demons in the air had also disappeared, and now all gathered around Qin Xuan, staring at Bai Sheng coldly.    

Qin Xuan looked at the White Saint and asked again: Who do you want to die?    

Bai Sheng's face instantly turned green and white. Boundless coldness shot out from his eyes and his rage seemed to be uncontrollable. He knew Qin Xuan was mocking him and couldn't tolerate it.    

"He only blocked my attack. Does he really think he can win like this?" White Saint coldly replied.    

"Of course not. However, it should be my turn now." Qin Xuan indifferently swept a glance over Bai Sheng and spat out a word.    

When he said that, Bai Sheng's face immediately changed, his heart was actually in a panic, Qin Xuan had said, now it was his turn.    

What did he want?