Bang!
The Golden Dragonvine enveloped the Eighth Prince. The Golden Dragonvine soared into the sky. It was golden and had a trace of Buddha's nature.
A golden halo enveloped the Eighth Prince.
Qinchuan was shocked when he saw the Golden Dragonvine. It had changed too much. Qinchuan wasn't sure how strong the Golden Dragonvine was now, but he knew that the Eighth Prince was a half-step Saint. Although he was the weakest half-step Saint, he was still a half-step Saint.
But now, Qinchuan could use his Golden Dragonvine to kill the Eighth Prince.
This was the difference between the Golden Dragonvine and before.
Before, the Golden Dragonvine couldn't entangle the Eighth Prince. Even if it could, it would be useless. But now, it could kill the Eighth Prince.
"Petty tricks. Do you think you can trap me like this?" The Eighth Prince sneered as he stood in the middle of the Golden Dragonvine.
The Golden Dragonvine only surrounded the Eighth Prince. The golden blade-like vines glittered with cold light. But in the eyes of a half-step Saint, it was nothing. Therefore, the Eighth Prince didn't care about it at all.
Qinchuan didn't want to talk to the Eighth Prince. He didn't feel happy even if he scolded the Eighth Prince.
For the first time, Qinchuan, who felt that he had no opponent, felt that it was useless to scold the Eighth Prince.
"Open for me!" The Eighth Prince roared and slashed with his palm.
A silver light flashed and the Eighth Prince stood on the Golden Dragonvine.
Bang!
The Golden Dragonvine didn't even move. Qinchuan sneered as he looked at the Eighth Prince like he was looking at an idiot. When dealing with such a person, one had to make him feel like an idiot instead of calling him an idiot because he couldn't feel it.
Now, Qinchuan's gaze worked.
When the Eighth Prince saw Qinchuan's gaze, he went crazy. What kind of gaze was that? It was like looking at an idiot, and it was filled with disdain and contempt …
In short, that gaze made him go crazy.
The Eighth Prince, who didn't believe it, took out an ice blade. It was a snow-white sword and he slashed at the Golden Dragonvine.
Dang …
A loud metallic sound rang out, but it didn't cut through the Golden Dragon-vine. It only left a faint mark on it.
This time, the eighth prince was scared. Although his weapon wasn't a divine weapon, it was still a good weapon. At the current stage, it was a top-grade weapon. But now, it could only leave a sword mark on the plant used by the opponent's battle skill …
He did not know that this was no longer as simple as a combat skill. After all, Qinchuan had a real Golden Dragon Vine in his sea of consciousness. With the nourishment of the Galaxy of Consciousness, the Nine Divine Dragons, the Dragon Spirit, and other enhancements, his Dao of All Creation had reached the acme of perfection. The might of the Golden Dragon Vine had reached a terrifying level.
Qinchuan slowly retracted the Golden Dragon Vine.
The Golden Dragon Vine slowly tightened its grip. Looking at the cold and glinting vines that even swords and sabers couldn't harm, it instantly panicked. Although its body of flesh and blood was also very strong, it didn't have the confidence to do so.
The Eighth Prince crazily attacked the Golden Dragon Vine.
But the Golden Dragon Vine was densely packed, layer by layer. Then, it started to bind him. Very soon, the Eighth Prince was unable to use the Golden Dragon Vine. When the bone-chilling Golden Dragon Vine touched the Eighth Prince, he was so scared that he peed his pants.
He didn't want to die, but now he could feel how terrifying the Golden Dragon Vine was.
Shua!
Pu pu …
The Eighth Prince screamed loudly. His whole body was entangled and he couldn't move at all. His skin was broken and even his manhood was almost cut off.
This time, his face turned pale and he was so scared that he lost control of his bowels.
"Spare me, spare me. You are my brother, my biological brother. I will listen to everything you say. Spare me." The Eighth Prince trembled and said loudly.
Qin Chuan sneered as he looked at him, his gaze still filled with disdain.
"If it wasn't for Qingchen not killing, you wouldn't be alive. Remember, next time, I don't care if you hit someone else or come on your own. As long as I see you again, as long as I have a reason to find you, then congratulations. I won't kill you, but I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death." Qinchuan said calmly.
"Yes, yes, yes. I know. I won't dare to do it again. Brother, don't worry. If you need anything, just tell me …"
The Eighth Prince was terrified. At this moment, he could give up anything. Not to mention the ethereal Fan Qingchen, he could even give up his father's wife and children. At this moment, he truly felt the taste of death.
Even if he didn't die, if he was crippled by this man, his cultivation would be destroyed, or he wouldn't be able to be a man anymore. The consequences would be horrifying.
Just this time, he was so scared that he felt a chill in his crotch. Moreover, his important parts were bleeding. If it was any deeper, he didn't dare to think about it.
Qinchuan kept the Golden Dragon Vine.
The Eighth Prince took out a bottle of medicinal powder and poured it on his body.
"Big Brother, what are your orders?" The Eighth Prince seemed to have changed into a different person.
"Stay away from me. Take your people and leave while I'm in a good mood." Qinchuan said.
"Okay, Brother, I'm leaving." The Eighth Prince quickly left with his people.
It was as if he had never been here.
He also wanted to leave as soon as possible. First, he didn't want to see Qinchuan again. Second, his crotch was very smelly. He wanted to find a place to clean it.
He had lost so much face. He had never lost so much face in his life.
However, he really didn't dare to find trouble with Qinchuan again. At least, he didn't dare to do so in the near future.
He was scared out of his wits by Qinchuan. It was human nature to be afraid of death. But how many people were truly not afraid of death? How many normal people were there?
After the Eighth Prince and the others left, Qin Chuan felt much more at peace, and his heart also felt much better.
The wind wasn't weak, but it wasn't strong either. It blew Fan Qingchen's hair and clothes. At that moment, there was an indescribable feeling.
Qinchuan looked at Fan Qingchen and felt a little touched. He felt like he was wandering in the pugilistic world.
Wandering around the world, where was home?
Fan Qingchen turned her head slightly and looked at Qinchuan. Seeing that he was wearing dark clothes, she was slightly stunned. She walked over and took the initiative to hold his hand. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I suddenly became sentimental." Qinchuan looked at her with a bitter smile.
Pfft!
"You're a man. Why are you making such a fuss?" Fan Qingchen laughed.
"Yes. Sometimes, I suddenly think of many people, even my former enemies." Qinchuan said with a bitter smile.
"Look at how wronged you are. Big Sister will comfort you." Fan Qingchen smiled and rubbed Qinchuan's head, hugging him gently.
She seemed to feel the loneliness and weakness in Qinchuan's heart at this moment. She didn't know why his Dao Heart was so unstable at this moment.
Qinchuan looked at Fan Qingchen, whose face was slightly red. This woman could say such words. But soon, he knew that she had a pair of eyes and should have seen something.