The entire Yidiao Workshop was boiling, and all the great monks who transformed themselves into gods were in disbelief.

Li Yinhai's face was even more green and red, and the expressions of those who had spoken contemptuously of Chang Yan before were extremely exciting.

Chang Yan took back the weird wood carving and grinned: "Then, can I continue?"

Then, she ignored the group of great cultivators who transformed themselves into gods, walked back to the place where she was, took a gourd and took a sip of wine, lazily lying down and looking at the weird wood carvings in front of her, as if this world was her world.

"It's absolutely impossible that such unstructured carvings can actually reach the middle level!" Li Yinhai shouted suddenly, his eyes were extremely gloomy, "What's more, with her mere Golden Core realm, what kind of realm can she achieve?"

As the words rang out, the expressions of many great monks who transformed themselves into spirits softened slightly, and many people spoke out.

"That's right!"

"This woman must have used some trick!"

"I'll take a look at the wood carving and see what's so mysterious about it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yinhai took the lead and took action. The divine power in his palm was like a thousand threads, and it went straight towards the wooden sculpture in Chang Yan's hand.

The long, smokey eyes that had always been drunk suddenly flashed with a faint clarity, and he sighed softly.

"Senior, why bother?"

"I'm just carving a wooden sculpture!"

Then, a broken sword appeared in her hand. The broken sword was slashed out, and the sword energy passed over the countless strands of divine power.

In just a moment, the long smoke flew out backwards, retreated dozens of meters, and his feet slipped on the ground leaving clear traces.

Long smoke changes color from red to white, and the qi and blood in the body boil.

She does have some background, but her strength is only the golden elixir after all, and there is a huge gap between her and Li Yinhai's high-level cultivation of the God Transformation.

"You actually blocked it?" Li Yinhai frowned, his eyes falling on the wooden carving in Chang Yan's hand.

"Chang Yan, I just took a look at this wooden sculpture, why do you need to protect me so tightly?" Li Yinhai said solemnly, if he had to, he would not completely break up with Chang Yan.

The younger brother knew that he would also be in trouble.

Chang Yan lowered his head and glanced at the strange wooden carving, and pursed his lips slightly.

"It's just a carved object. There is nothing mysterious about it. Why do you have to push me so hard?" Chang Yan's face softened slightly and she felt helpless. She knew that if Li Yinhai insisted on taking action, she would not be able to stop him.

"With your golden elixir cultivation, it is absolutely impossible that you can carve an average thing. I just checked to see if you used any methods!" Li Yinhai said.

The other great monks who transformed themselves into gods couldn't help but say, "Changyan, I just brought it for a look, it's not something that can destroy you!"

"As soon as you introduce the golden elixir, I have already given you face without even doing anything. Don't bring shame on yourself!"

"Girl, don't miss the path because of a momentary thought!"

At this moment, a voice slowly sounded and reached everyone's ears.

"who?"

"You want to take away my senior sister's things?"

The sound is gentle and quiet, reaching everyone's ears.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and their expressions changed slightly.

"Who are you..."

Someone was about to speak out, but was suddenly stopped by the monk next to him.

I saw that half of the great monks who were present turned pale and retreated faintly.

Qin Xuan stood quietly. He looked at Li Yinhai and saw that the countless strands of divine power had not yet dissipated.

"It seems that it's you!" Qin Xuan's words were very calm, but Li Yinhai's expression suddenly changed.

"Tianyun Sect is evergreen!"

He lost his composure and cried out, but there was panic in his eyes.

With the appearance of these five words, the entire Yi Diao Fang was like a thunder crashing into the sea, setting off endless waves.

"Tianyun Sect Changqing!? He is the one who dares to be the enemy of Huanyun Sect alone!"

"Why is this murderous god here?"

"I remember that this Changyan is actually the senior sister of Tianyun Sect Changqing?"

A series of gasps of air rang out, Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and the next moment, his voice had disappeared.

In the panic-stricken gazes of the great cultivators, Qin Xuan appeared in front of Li Yinhai.

Qin Xuan looked at Li Yinhai who was very close at hand, as if looking down at an ant.

"How dare a transformed god do this?"

As soon as the sound fell, his palm transformed into a Purple Thunder Palm and blasted out.

The countless strands of divine power seemed to have been completely smashed by the mountain. Li Yinhai was horrified and wanted to run away, but Qin Xuan's palm was too fast and fell on his body-protecting essence in an instant.

, and took advantage of the situation to fly away the heart-protecting mirror that Li Yinhai had sacrificed in time.

boom!

The palm of his hand fell on Li Yinhai's back. In just a moment, Li Yinhai's body became stiff.

He still retained the gesture of escaping. The next moment, Li Yinhai was annihilated in the faint black thunder, and thousands of lightnings burst out from his body. When the lightning dissipated, the high-grade monk transformed into a god...

Disappear!

At this scene, all the great monks who transformed themselves into gods felt as if they were chilled to the bone, and some even had their legs trembling.

horrible!

Is this Tianyun Sect Changqing?

Qin Xuan paid no attention to the other great cultivators of the Transformation of God. He turned his head and glanced at Chang Yan, "Senior Sister, are you okay?"

"It's no big deal!" Chang Yan smiled, put away the broken sword, and was not secretly speechless at the same time.

Before, she remembered that even if Qin Xuan could destroy a high-level cultivator of the God of Transformation, it would not be so easy for him. Now, with just one palm, Li Yinhai's seventh-level magic weapon was knocked away.

"Chang Qing... seems to have made a breakthrough again?" Chang Yan's eyes trembled slightly.

"It's fine if nothing happens!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and then looked at the wooden ruler, "It's just a little thing for fun, but it is regarded as a treasure by you."

"Ignorant people are really ridiculous!"

Qin Xuan spoke calmly. In front of all the great monks who transformed themselves into gods, they saw anger in their eyes, but they dared not speak out.

Qin Xuan stretched out his palm and took a piece of wood into his hand.

Han Xiao's method of carving wood was regarded as a treasure among these great monks who transformed themselves into gods. It was enough to realize the realm, but to him, it was nothing more than clumsy.

With limited vision, how can a frog at the bottom of a well know the sky?

His peripheral vision fell on the wooden carving in Chang Yan's hand, "Senior Sister, since you plan to express your love with the carving, Junior Brother will point out a way for Senior Sister!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and he picked up the knife casually. Suddenly, his palm shook slightly, and he slashed at the wood with the knife, easily and casually.

After the carving knife was a few inches away from the wood, the wood carving in Qin Xuan's hand suddenly erupted with tens of thousands of sword energy.

Wisps of knife energy intertwined vertically and horizontally, falling on the wood.

I saw sawdust flying, and for just a moment, a faint shadow appeared in the sky of sawdust.

Until the wood chips dispersed, the carving knife in Qin Xuan's hand was still only a hair away from the wood carving.

This was like a difference between heaven and earth. Qin Xuan looked at the wooden sculpture in front of him and slowly stopped his hand.

"What!?"

The surrounding god-transformation monks were stunned at this moment.

They looked at the wooden sculpture suspended in front of Qin Xuan, and their pupils seemed to be struck by thousands of thunderbolts.

The originally rough wood suddenly turned into a lifelike real dragon at this moment.

Antlers, camel heads, cow ears...

Under the four claws, there are stars, and even the vegetation on the stars can be clearly seen. If you magnify it ten thousand times, you can clearly see the mountains, rivers and rivers.

Only this carved wooden dragon has no eyes, as if it were the finishing touch in a legend.

Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at the long smoke.

"Senior sister, do you have any income?"

Chang Yan was stunned for a while, and finally sighed and smiled bitterly, then threw the wooden sculpture to Qin Xuan in a waning mood.

Before, she still refused to let go of Li Yinhai, who was a top-grade god, but now she threw it to Qin Xuan casually.

Qin Xuan smiled lightly and took the wood carving.

"Let's go!" Chang Yan said angrily: "I know you are powerful, why are you showing off?"

With that, Changyan walked directly outside Yidiaofang.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly and followed Chang Yan.
To be continued...