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“What do you say?” The Emperor, looking at Qin Xuan, is almost a word.
He knows what Qin Xuan said. Since Qin Xuan can say this, as long as Qin Xuan is not a fool, he knows what it stands for.
Xianmai chance!
After Lingcun Old Ancestor, after seeing Transcending Tribulation, he saw the corner of Immortal World and finally turned what he saw into inheritance and left it to the Kingdom of God.
After the Transcending Tribulation, it was not a crack of the inheritance left by the old Ancestor.
It was a mystery, and it was recorded how the Old Ancestor of Lingyuan became the ultimate in the Culture World.
History was brought into the tomb by the ruined people, and it became the biggest doubt of the Kingdom of the Gods.
Nowadays, the entire capital of National Capital is incomprehensible, and even the people who become immortal are hard to break. Qin Xuan, a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator from the North, actually said that it can be cracked?
The Emperor of the Tao did not immediately believe, but did not immediately deny it.
The relationship is too great. If it can be really cracked, the mystery of the gods of the gods of the dynasty can be truly revealed.
“In all words, believe and not believe, in you!” Qin Xuan held hands, indifferently said.
There is a bright glow in the deep scorpion of the Emperor of Heaven. “You know, if you can’t crack it, the wind can’t save you!”
“If I can’t crack, why am I here?” Qin Xuan chuckled. “That is hidden. It may be worthy for your sacred country, but for my Qin Changqing…”
“Not worth mentioning!”
The sound is falling, the emperor is silent, and his eyes are ray of light. It seems to be thinking.
When the time was full of incense, the lord of the lord did not know what he thought, and he slowly said: “What do you want?”
“Five-fire red dragon ball, the one that Lingyuan used to wear.” Qin Xuan faint start to talk, “Presumably, that red fire dragon ball should not be worth mentioning compared with Xianmai.”
He said what he wanted, with the help of red dragons and dragons, his Eternal Evergreen Secret Art could fly to the sky, smash the shackles, and even get Nascent Soul into True Monarch.
Spirit Transformation Realm, Qin Xuan is not self-protected, but after entering Nascent Soul, his way forward is not only the ink cloud star, but the vast CultureWorld.
That vast Starry Sky, there are too many dangers, the secret treasure in Forbidden Ground, and what he must have.
Without the Nascent Soul, even if the so-called chances are in front, he can only stop.
“Red Fire Dragon Ball, that is the ancestor’s funeral, how can you hand it over to you?” The voice of the Emperor of the Great Road is slow, he looks at Qin Xuan, “If I want to, I will not give you Red Dragon Ball, you can how is it?”
The Emperor of Heaven wisely picked up the pen and paper. At this moment, he actually painted with a pen.
“You think, can you grasp me a few points?” Qin Xuan chuckled, “Supreme, how can I be in my eyes? Stronger, can’t hurt my little bit, what is the height of the Emperor’s position? I can’t bind me alone.”
“If you don’t believe it, but try it!” Qin Xuan looked indifferent, and did not care about the threat of the Emperor.
The ink pen is moving, you can see that it is a Magical Treasure.
The ethics of the country is like a wind, and it is almost impossible to see with the naked eye.
In the end, he stopped writing.
An ink picture appears in his pen. In the pen, it is an old man, an old-fashioned dragon clock, standing on the emperor’s capital, overlooking the living beings.
If the Emperor of Hongdao looked at this ink, he said gently: “The things on the ancestors, the Emperor did not dare to allow others. However, the Emperor had a Yanghuo Dragon Ball in his hand. It was the Cultural World of the Emperor. Kill a Dao Fusion Flood Dragon.”
“You can take it, no less than the red dragon ball!”
Qin Xuan frowned slightly, the Bloodline of the Red Dragon Ball, extremely powerful, with eight points of pure blood, this is what he wants.
Otherwise, it is the Third Grade Dragon Ball. For him, it is a lot of impurities and must not be used.
In Qin Xuan’s thoughts, the “Flood Dragon” in this Yanghuo Dragon Ball once swallowed a dozen stars, and let hundreds of creatures Star perish. In the end, I tried my best to fight, and even Supreme Treasure won the game. It has a nine-point candle dragon image.”
In the hands of the Emperor of the Great Road, a palm-sized bead emerged.
The beads have never had a half trace phenomenon, and the whole body is white and moist. There are seven colors of ray-resistant rays. In addition to the prohibition, it is impossible to see that this dragon ball was the existence that had engulfed more than a dozen stars.
There is no immortality and emptiness, this is Supreme Treasure, the entire top ten Star Field can also be counted on one’s fingers.
The image of the nine-point candle dragon!
That is enough to engulf the star’s existence, even the Emperor of the Emperor must also be fully active, and even Supreme Treasure can suppress and kill.
Qin Xuan looked at the Yanghuo Dragon Ball, and his eyes touched as if he were watching the Dragon Ball.
“How? You will still lie to you?” The Emperor is somewhat dissatisfied, coldly snorted and said.
Qin Xuan faintly glanced at the emperor, “I will tell people to lie, have you ever had a lie in your life?”
The emperor of the emperor was stagnation, and he was somewhat speechless.
Naturally, he would not admit that he had lie, good or evil, but the goddess of the first generation spoke lie, which is a smudge.
Qin Xuan regained his gaze, this dragon ball is true, prepared with the red dragon ball, this dragon ball is obviously more expensive.
“it is good!”
Qin Xuan slowly responded, and the Emperor of Heaven was the atmosphere, and directly threw the Yanghuo Dragon Ball to Qin Xuan.
“If you want to fail, you will be self-defeating.” In this sentence, he said that it is like iron, so that there is no shock in the heart of the immortality.
“If it fails, why should I come?” Qin Xuan smiled lightly and looked at the Emperor, not at all.
On the side of the no fairy and the empty, the full face is speechless, they look at each other and see the smile in the other’s eyes.
As if Qin Xuan and the emperor of the lord, they became unrelated people.
Qin Xuan is only a Spirit Transformation Realm. It is weaker than them, but it has the qualification to talk to the Emperor, but they can only be low-minded.
Qin Xuan’s madness, inexplicable ambition and secret also fine.
The two people seem to feel the gap with Qin Xuan, as if Qin Xuan is the presence of the crowd, the world, no less than any Supreme Powerhouse little bit.
But Qin Xuan is only Spirit Transformation Realm!
How big is the contrast!
Spirit Transformation Realm is able to kill the king, in the entire Cultural World, and even barely can be called a live that’s all.
You know, Culture World is huge, supreme and has a million, not to mention other realm cultivators?
In the complex thoughts of the two people, the lord of the glory was always ridiculed.
He turned and turned his back to the three people to lift the ink painting in his hand and gently said: “Father, you are the most happy child in your life, and you can make a picture of your painting. Today, you will use this portrait to make up your child’s disrespect. The outsider enters the imperial tomb. It is a taboo, but after all, the thirty ten thousand years, even the father and the emperor can not solve the opportunity, involving too much, the child has to do it.”
The ink painting floated, and the Emperor of the Emperor whispered. Finally, the ink painting was not burning.
Only the ashes are scattered, and they are turned into nothingness.
At the moment when the Emperor Hongdao slowly turned back, a jade symbol flew out of his cloak and enveloped the entire study.
“Transmission array !?” The wicked man exclaimed, looking at the jade.
Suddenly, the four people present, along with the rays of light, disappeared into the study.
I don’t know the shadow!
–
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“What do you say?” The Emperor, looking at Qin Xuan, is almost a word.
He knows what Qin Xuan said. Since Qin Xuan can say this, as long as Qin Xuan is not a fool, he knows what it stands for.
Xianmai chance!
After Lingcun Old Ancestor, after seeing Transcending Tribulation, he saw the corner of Immortal World and finally turned what he saw into inheritance and left it to the Kingdom of God.
After the Transcending Tribulation, it was not a crack of the inheritance left by the old Ancestor.
It was a mystery, and it was recorded how the Old Ancestor of Lingyuan became the ultimate in the Culture World.
History was brought into the tomb by the ruined people, and it became the biggest doubt of the Kingdom of the Gods.
Nowadays, the entire capital of National Capital is incomprehensible, and even the people who become immortal are hard to break. Qin Xuan, a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator from the North, actually said that it can be cracked?
The Emperor of the Tao did not immediately believe, but did not immediately deny it.
The relationship is too great. If it can be really cracked, the mystery of the gods of the gods of the dynasty can be truly revealed.
“In all words, believe and not believe, in you!” Qin Xuan held hands, indifferently said.
There is a bright glow in the deep scorpion of the Emperor of Heaven. “You know, if you can’t crack it, the wind can’t save you!”
“If I can’t crack, why am I here?” Qin Xuan chuckled. “That is hidden. It may be worthy for your sacred country, but for my Qin Changqing…”
“Not worth mentioning!”
The sound is falling, the emperor is silent, and his eyes are ray of light. It seems to be thinking.
When the time was full of incense, the lord of the lord did not know what he thought, and he slowly said: “What do you want?”
“Five-fire red dragon ball, the one that Lingyuan used to wear.” Qin Xuan faint start to talk, “Presumably, that red fire dragon ball should not be worth mentioning compared with Xianmai.”
He said what he wanted, with the help of red dragons and dragons, his Eternal Evergreen Secret Art could fly to the sky, smash the shackles, and even get Nascent Soul into True Monarch.
Spirit Transformation Realm, Qin Xuan is not self-protected, but after entering Nascent Soul, his way forward is not only the ink cloud star, but the vast CultureWorld.
That vast Starry Sky, there are too many dangers, the secret treasure in Forbidden Ground, and what he must have.
Without the Nascent Soul, even if the so-called chances are in front, he can only stop.
“Red Fire Dragon Ball, that is the ancestor’s funeral, how can you hand it over to you?” The voice of the Emperor of the Great Road is slow, he looks at Qin Xuan, “If I want to, I will not give you Red Dragon Ball, you can how is it?”
The Emperor of Heaven wisely picked up the pen and paper. At this moment, he actually painted with a pen.
“You think, can you grasp me a few points?” Qin Xuan chuckled, “Supreme, how can I be in my eyes? Stronger, can’t hurt my little bit, what is the height of the Emperor’s position? I can’t bind me alone.”
“If you don’t believe it, but try it!” Qin Xuan looked indifferent, and did not care about the threat of the Emperor.
The ink pen is moving, you can see that it is a Magical Treasure.
The ethics of the country is like a wind, and it is almost impossible to see with the naked eye.
In the end, he stopped writing.
An ink picture appears in his pen. In the pen, it is an old man, an old-fashioned dragon clock, standing on the emperor’s capital, overlooking the living beings.
If the Emperor of Hongdao looked at this ink, he said gently: “The things on the ancestors, the Emperor did not dare to allow others. However, the Emperor had a Yanghuo Dragon Ball in his hand. It was the Cultural World of the Emperor. Kill a Dao Fusion Flood Dragon.”
“You can take it, no less than the red dragon ball!”
Qin Xuan frowned slightly, the Bloodline of the Red Dragon Ball, extremely powerful, with eight points of pure blood, this is what he wants.
Otherwise, it is the Third Grade Dragon Ball. For him, it is a lot of impurities and must not be used.
In Qin Xuan’s thoughts, the “Flood Dragon” in this Yanghuo Dragon Ball once swallowed a dozen stars, and let hundreds of creatures Star perish. In the end, I tried my best to fight, and even Supreme Treasure won the game. It has a nine-point candle dragon image.”
In the hands of the Emperor of the Great Road, a palm-sized bead emerged.
The beads have never had a half trace phenomenon, and the whole body is white and moist. There are seven colors of ray-resistant rays. In addition to the prohibition, it is impossible to see that this dragon ball was the existence that had engulfed more than a dozen stars.
There is no immortality and emptiness, this is Supreme Treasure, the entire top ten Star Field can also be counted on one’s fingers.
The image of the nine-point candle dragon!
That is enough to engulf the star’s existence, even the Emperor of the Emperor must also be fully active, and even Supreme Treasure can suppress and kill.
Qin Xuan looked at the Yanghuo Dragon Ball, and his eyes touched as if he were watching the Dragon Ball.
“How? You will still lie to you?” The Emperor is somewhat dissatisfied, coldly snorted and said.
Qin Xuan faintly glanced at the emperor, “I will tell people to lie, have you ever had a lie in your life?”
The emperor of the emperor was stagnation, and he was somewhat speechless.
Naturally, he would not admit that he had lie, good or evil, but the goddess of the first generation spoke lie, which is a smudge.
Qin Xuan regained his gaze, this dragon ball is true, prepared with the red dragon ball, this dragon ball is obviously more expensive.
“it is good!”
Qin Xuan slowly responded, and the Emperor of Heaven was the atmosphere, and directly threw the Yanghuo Dragon Ball to Qin Xuan.
“If you want to fail, you will be self-defeating.” In this sentence, he said that it is like iron, so that there is no shock in the heart of the immortality.
“If it fails, why should I come?” Qin Xuan smiled lightly and looked at the Emperor, not at all.
On the side of the no fairy and the empty, the full face is speechless, they look at each other and see the smile in the other’s eyes.
As if Qin Xuan and the emperor of the lord, they became unrelated people.
Qin Xuan is only a Spirit Transformation Realm. It is weaker than them, but it has the qualification to talk to the Emperor, but they can only be low-minded.
Qin Xuan’s madness, inexplicable ambition and secret also fine.
The two people seem to feel the gap with Qin Xuan, as if Qin Xuan is the presence of the crowd, the world, no less than any Supreme Powerhouse little bit.
But Qin Xuan is only Spirit Transformation Realm!
How big is the contrast!
Spirit Transformation Realm is able to kill the king, in the entire Cultural World, and even barely can be called a live that’s all.
You know, Culture World is huge, supreme and has a million, not to mention other realm cultivators?
In the complex thoughts of the two people, the lord of the glory was always ridiculed.
He turned and turned his back to the three people to lift the ink painting in his hand and gently said: “Father, you are the most happy child in your life, and you can make a picture of your painting. Today, you will use this portrait to make up your child’s disrespect. The outsider enters the imperial tomb. It is a taboo, but after all, the thirty ten thousand years, even the father and the emperor can not solve the opportunity, involving too much, the child has to do it.”
The ink painting floated, and the Emperor of the Emperor whispered. Finally, the ink painting was not burning.
Only the ashes are scattered, and they are turned into nothingness.
At the moment when the Emperor Hongdao slowly turned back, a jade symbol flew out of his cloak and enveloped the entire study.
“Transmission array !?” The wicked man exclaimed, looking at the jade.
Suddenly, the four people present, along with the rays of light, disappeared into the study.
I don’t know the shadow!
–
I owe more 12, ready to make up a little tomorrow, try to storm!
Um… Old dreams help everyone remember, don’t rely on the accounts, the monthly votes are indifferent, but the old dreams will not repent.
What do you say? The Emperor, looking at Qin Xuan, is almost a word.He knows what Qin Xuan said. Since Qin Xuan can say this, as long as Qin Xuan is not a fool, he knows what it stands for.Xianmai chance!After Lingcun Old Ancestor, after seeing Transcending Tribulation, he saw the corner of Immortal World and finally turned what he saw into inheritance and left it to the Kingdom of God.After the Transcending Tribulation, it was not a crack of the inheritance left by the old Ancestor.It was a mystery, and it was recorded how the Old Ancestor of Lingyuan became the ultimate in the Culture World.History was brought into the tomb by the ruined people, and it became the biggest doubt of the Kingdom of the Gods.Nowadays, the entire capital of National Capital is incomprehensible, and even the people who become immortal are hard to break. Qin Xuan, a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator from the North, actually said that it can be cracked?The Emperor of the Tao did not immediately believe, but did not immediately deny it.The relationship is too great. If it can be really cracked, the mystery of the gods of the gods of the dynasty can be truly revealed.In all words, believe and not believe, in you! Qin Xuan held hands, indifferently said.There is a bright glow in the deep scorpion of the Emperor of Heaven. You know, if you can't crack it, the wind can't save you!If I can't crack, why am I here? Qin Xuan chuckled. That is hidden. It may be worthy for your sacred country, but for my Qin ChangqingNot worth mentioning!The sound is falling, the emperor is silent, and his eyes are ray of light. It seems to be thinking.When the time was full of incense, the lord of the lord did not know what he thought, and he slowly said: What do you want?Five-fire red dragon ball, the one that Lingyuan used to wear. Qin Xuan faint start to talk, Presumably, that red fire dragon ball should not be worth mentioning compared with Xianmai.He said what he wanted, with the help of red dragons and dragons, his Eternal Evergreen Secret Art could fly to the sky, smash the shackles, and even get Nascent Soul into True Monarch.Spirit Transformation Realm, Qin Xuan is not self-protected, but after entering Nascent Soul, his way forward is not only the ink cloud star, but the vast CultureWorld.That vast Starry Sky, there are too many dangers, the secret treasure in Forbidden Ground, and what he must have.Without the Nascent Soul, even if the so-called chances are in front, he can only stop.Red Fire Dragon Ball, that is the ancestor's funeral, how can you hand it over to you? The voice of the Emperor of the Great Road is slow, he looks at Qin Xuan, If I want to, I will not give you Red Dragon Ball, you can how is it?The Emperor of Heaven wisely picked up the pen and paper. At this moment, he actually painted with a pen.You think, can you grasp me a few points? Qin Xuan chuckled, Supreme, how can I be in my eyes? Stronger, can't hurt my little bit, what is the height of the Emperor's position? I can't bind me alone.If you don't believe it, but try it! Qin Xuan looked indifferent, and did not care about the threat of the Emperor.The ink pen is moving, you can see that it is a Magical Treasure.The ethics of the country is like a wind, and it is almost impossible to see with the naked eye.In the end, he stopped writing.An ink picture appears in his pen. In the pen, it is an old man, an old-fashioned dragon clock, standing on the emperor's capital, overlooking the living beings.If the Emperor of Hongdao looked at this ink, he said gently: The things on the ancestors, the Emperor did not dare to allow others. However, the Emperor had a Yanghuo Dragon Ball in his hand. It was the Cultural World of the Emperor. Kill a Dao Fusion Flood Dragon.You can take it, no less than the red dragon ball!Qin Xuan frowned slightly, the Bloodline of the Red Dragon Ball, extremely powerful, with eight points of pure blood, this is what he wants.Otherwise, it is the Third Grade Dragon Ball. For him, it is a lot of impurities and must not be used.In Qin Xuan's thoughts, the Flood Dragon in this Yanghuo Dragon Ball once swallowed a dozen stars, and let hundreds of creatures Star perish. In the end, I tried my best to fight, and even Supreme Treasure won the game. It has a nine-point candle dragon image.In the hands of the Emperor of the Great Road, a palm-sized bead emerged.The beads have never had a half trace phenomenon, and the whole body is white and moist. There are seven colors of ray-resistant rays. In addition to the prohibition, it is impossible to see that this dragon ball was the existence that had engulfed more than a dozen stars.There is no immortality and emptiness, this is Supreme Treasure, the entire top ten Star Field can also be counted on one's fingers.The image of the nine-point candle dragon!That is enough to engulf the star's existence, even the Emperor of the Emperor must also be fully active, and even Supreme Treasure can suppress and kill.Qin Xuan looked at the Yanghuo Dragon Ball, and his eyes touched as if he were watching the Dragon Ball.How? You will still lie to you? The Emperor is somewhat dissatisfied, coldly snorted and said.Qin Xuan faintly glanced at the emperor, I will tell people to lie, have you ever had a lie in your life?The emperor of the emperor was stagnation, and he was somewhat speechless.Naturally, he would not admit that he had lie, good or evil, but the goddess of the first generation spoke lie, which is a smudge.Qin Xuan regained his gaze, this dragon ball is true, prepared with the red dragon ball, this dragon ball is obviously more expensive.it is good!Qin Xuan slowly responded, and the Emperor of Heaven was the atmosphere, and directly threw the Yanghuo Dragon Ball to Qin Xuan.If you want to fail, you will be self-defeating. In this sentence, he said that it is like iron, so that there is no shock in the heart of the immortality.If it fails, why should I come? Qin Xuan smiled lightly and looked at the Emperor, not at all.On the side of the no fairy and the empty, the full face is speechless, they look at each other and see the smile in the other's eyes.As if Qin Xuan and the emperor of the lord, they became unrelated people.Qin Xuan is only a Spirit Transformation Realm. It is weaker than them, but it has the qualification to talk to the Emperor, but they can only be low-minded.Qin Xuan's madness, inexplicable ambition and secret also fine.The two people seem to feel the gap with Qin Xuan, as if Qin Xuan is the presence of the crowd, the world, no less than any Supreme Powerhouse little bit.But Qin Xuan is only Spirit Transformation Realm!How big is the contrast!Spirit Transformation Realm is able to kill the king, in the entire Cultural World, and even barely can be called a live that's all.You know, Culture World is huge, supreme and has a million, not to mention other realm cultivators?In the complex thoughts of the two people, the lord of the glory was always ridiculed.He turned and turned his back to the three people to lift the ink painting in his hand and gently said: Father, you are the most happy child in your life, and you can make a picture of your painting. Today, you will use this portrait to make up your child's disrespect. The outsider enters the imperial tomb. It is a taboo, but after all, the thirty ten thousand years, even the father and the emperor can not solve the opportunity, involving too much, the child has to do it.The ink painting floated, and the Emperor of the Emperor whispered. Finally, the ink painting was not burning.Only the ashes are scattered, and they are turned into nothingness.At the moment when the Emperor Hongdao slowly turned back, a jade symbol flew out of his cloak and enveloped the entire study.Transmission array !? The wicked man exclaimed, looking at the jade.Suddenly, the four people present, along with the rays of light, disappeared into the study.I don't know the shadow!I owe more 12, ready to make up a little tomorrow, try to storm!Um Old dreams help everyone remember, don't rely on the accounts, the monthly votes are indifferent, but the old dreams will not repent.
