Chapter 1987: 1987
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Under the whirlpool, the space is stagnant.
The power of imprisoning all saints.
Qin Xuan looked at the broken hand, wrist, Bone Bead above, a light weight suddenly Teng now.
In a flash, all the pressure around his body disappeared.
In the past, in the secret place of Xianyuan, he had the idea of emperor breaking the holy power, but now, he has no idea of emperor. With the idea of real immortal, it's like a fool's dream to break the holy power.
Qin Xuan looks at that broken hand, both hands suddenly coagulate Jue.
Immediately, its thin lips slightly open.
"Broken!"
The sound of vastness, like a holy sound, rings out in this heaven and earth.
In an instant, the Shengwei prison where Zhen Qianzhou and others were imprisoned was broken.
He looked at Luo Fu Xian and others and said: "nine turn blood wood flower, you can take it away!"
Sound falls, Qin Xuan behind wind thunder fairy wing a shock, he unexpectedly straight to that break hand to rush!
"Mr. Qin!"
"Qin Changqing, what are you going to do?"
Zhen Luo's face changes suddenly.
Qin Xuan has been under the influence of the sage. With Qin Xuan approaching, the broken hand seems to be aware that a vast holy power sweeps over Qin Xuan again, like a tsunami.
In Qin Xuan's eyes, he gathered the essence, and in his hand, the ancient sword was shocked. "Just Shengwei, do you want to stop me?"
Boom!
A touch of Jiuyou Shengyuan is condensed on the ancient sword.
In an instant, the sword cut to Shengwei.
Qin Xuan's face turned a little red when he shook the sword with Shengwei, but he didn't care and cut out a sword again.
Sword light intertwined, accompanied by a roar, Qin Xuan abruptly broke a few feet, close to the saint cut off.
Qin Xuan took a look at the broken hand and took a deep breath.
The saint broke his hand as if he was completely angry. The palm of his hand was trembling. Immediately, a great force burst out from it.
In an instant, the space of ten Zhang square was shattered in an instant, but Qin Xuan had already noticed it. He directly shook the wind and thunder fairy wings, avoided this place and rushed to the whirlpool.
He looked down at Luo Fu Xian and others with indifferent eyes.
"Buried in the depths of the emperor's mausoleum, as expected!"
"Chance in danger!"
Qin Xuan light Nan a, he breeze thunder fairy wing a shock, then thoroughly sink into that whirlpool inside.
Luo Fu Xian, Zhen Qianzhou four people, is almost dull.
Luo Fuxian can't help stepping forward, but he is suddenly stopped by Zhen Qianzhou.
"You can't go!"
"I don't know where it leads. This is the tomb of the emperor!"
Zhen Qianzhou seemed to know Luo Fu Xian's action. He watched the broken hand fly out and rush into the whirlpool. In a moment, the whole whirlpool seemed to be shaking and shrinking slowly.
Luo Fu Xian looks at Zhen Qianzhou and takes a deep breath.
"Get out of the way!"
Then, as soon as she stepped on it, she went straight to the whirlpool.
Zhen Qianzhou's face changed suddenly. He yelled angrily, "Qin Changqing, you've done harm to my son!"
Immediately, he rose up and followed Xiang Fu Xian.
"Miss Luo, master Zhen!"
At this moment, the brothers and sisters of Moyu and Moxuan suddenly turn pale and look at each other. They all see the anger in each other's eyes, and there is even a trace of indignation.
This is a sea of flowers. They can't go out without Luofu fairy.
Now, they have a way
In an instant, they soared into the air and rushed directly into the whirlpool.
With four figures rushing into the vortex, after counting breath, the huge vortex has completely disappeared.
Instead, it's a terrible wave, like the burst of stars.
The place where the ghost flower is located is almost annihilated in the waves. Not only that, but also the number of flowers and plants in the sea of soul grabbing flowers are annihilated and turned into nothingness.
……
In the darkness, Qin Xuan opened his eyes slightly. He looked at his eyes. Suddenly, his pupils shrank.
In front of him, there was a dead body without a head. The body was standing in front of him. On one side, the saint's broken hand was scattered in the same place.
Qin Xuan's remaining light looked around, as if it were a dark red cave. Around the cave, there was a little bit of blood colored crystal stone to illuminate the cave.
This is underground!
Qin Xuan heart a shock, the vision falls again in this to break a corpse.
There was a touch of Saint's authority on the body.
This is a saint, but also the master of breaking hands.
"Did it fall here?"
Qin Xuan whispered and looked at the saint. He was dressed in ragged cloth. His head was no longer broken and his hands were broken.
When he was alive, he complained so much that he gathered on the broken hand, resulting in the disorder of space and the formation of a void channel, which appeared in the center of the flower sea.
If he expects it to be right, so it is.
Even now, Qin Xuan can also feel the resentment of the saint. The black resentment has become the essence, lingering in his body.When Qin Xuan plans to get up, suddenly, the headless body moves slightly.
Qin Xuan eyes micro coagulation, even if it is him, the body can't help but come out the silk cool air.
It's not the heart that moves it, it's the body that can't help it.
A fallen saint, a saint with great resentment, is moving?
Qin Xuan looked at the saint, his brow locked.
"It's impossible to read it wrong. Is it driven by resentment?"
"No, if so, I'm afraid it's already done before me!"
"It's not too much to kill all living beings with such resentment!"
When Qin Xuan whispered, the headless sage suddenly stepped out in front of him.
This time, even Qin Xuan, eyebrows are not locked to the extreme.
In his eyes, the headless Saint slowly stepped forward and went to the depth of the cave.
It can be seen that there seems to be a passage deep in the cave.
Qin Xuan pressed down the palpitation in his heart, and the silence around him was even more terrible. He didn't even have a sound, including the saint's footsteps.
Qin Xuan looks at the saint's back. At this moment, the saint steps and turns around. Although he has no head, he seems to signal Qin Xuan to follow.
If Qin Xuan doesn't move, the sage will never move.
After counting his breath, Qin Xuan just stepped slowly and followed the sage.
There are two roads in the cave, one is the headless sage, the other is behind Qin Xuan.
Even though Qin Xuan didn't know where this place was, there was at least a way for the headless sage in front of him. If he moved forward rashly, who knows if there would be a terrible existence in the next moment.
Who is Qin Xuan walking with behind the headless sage in the dark red cave.
"This is an immortal source stone, but it's just some residue. There's little immortal spirit left. It can only be illuminated with its original brilliance."
Qin Xuan looked at the two sides and walked forward in the deep passage.
About a hundred interest later, under the guidance of the headless sage, Qin Xuan saw another cave.
Immediately, Qin Xuan seems to have noticed where it is.
In front of this scene, he is too familiar, before he was not sure, but now, Qin Xuan is about to know, where is here.
This is an underground vein, a xianyuanshi vein.
In the mausoleum of the emperor, there are many stone veins in Xianyuan, but there are the bodies of saints, and the bodies of saints with such deep resentment.
I'm afraid there's only one
Buried in the deepest part of the imperial mausoleum, the magic mine!
In Qin Xuan aware of this moment, he can't help spitting out two words.
"Damn it
Buried in the deepest part of the emperor's mausoleum, Shenmo mine, that is The territory of the great.
Don't say that he is a real immortal now, even if he is in Hunyuan now, he is dead and lifeless!
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Under the whirlpool, the space is stagnant.
The power of imprisoning all saints.
Qin Xuan looked at the broken hand, wrist, Bone Bead above, a light weight suddenly Teng now.
In a flash, all the pressure around his body disappeared.
In the past, in the secret place of Xianyuan, he had the idea of emperor breaking the holy power, but now, he has no idea of emperor. With the idea of real immortal, it's like a fool's dream to break the holy power.
Qin Xuan looks at that broken hand, both hands suddenly coagulate Jue.
Immediately, its thin lips slightly open.
"Broken!"
The sound of vastness, like a holy sound, rings out in this heaven and earth.
In an instant, the Shengwei prison where Zhen Qianzhou and others were imprisoned was broken.
He looked at Luo Fu Xian and others and said: "nine turn blood wood flower, you can take it away!"
Sound falls, Qin Xuan behind wind thunder fairy wing a shock, he unexpectedly straight to that break hand to rush!
"Mr. Qin!"
"Qin Changqing, what are you going to do?"
Zhen Luo's face changes suddenly.
Qin Xuan has been under the influence of the sage. With Qin Xuan approaching, the broken hand seems to be aware that a vast holy power sweeps over Qin Xuan again, like a tsunami.
In Qin Xuan's eyes, he gathered the essence, and in his hand, the ancient sword was shocked. "Just Shengwei, do you want to stop me?"
Boom!
A touch of Jiuyou Shengyuan is condensed on the ancient sword.
In an instant, the sword cut to Shengwei.
Qin Xuan's face turned a little red when he shook the sword with Shengwei, but he didn't care and cut out a sword again.
Sword light intertwined, accompanied by a roar, Qin Xuan abruptly broke a few feet, close to the saint cut off.
Qin Xuan took a look at the broken hand and took a deep breath.
The saint broke his hand as if he was completely angry. The palm of his hand was trembling. Immediately, a great force burst out from it.
In an instant, the space of ten Zhang square was shattered in an instant, but Qin Xuan had already noticed it. He directly shook the wind and thunder fairy wings, avoided this place and rushed to the whirlpool.
He looked down at Luo Fu Xian and others with indifferent eyes.
"Buried in the depths of the emperor's mausoleum, as expected!"
"Chance in danger!"
Qin Xuan light Nan a, he breeze thunder fairy wing a shock, then thoroughly sink into that whirlpool inside.
Luo Fu Xian, Zhen Qianzhou four people, is almost dull.
Luo Fuxian can't help stepping forward, but he is suddenly stopped by Zhen Qianzhou.
"You can't go!"
"I don't know where it leads. This is the tomb of the emperor!"
Zhen Qianzhou seemed to know Luo Fu Xian's action. He watched the broken hand fly out and rush into the whirlpool. In a moment, the whole whirlpool seemed to be shaking and shrinking slowly.
Luo Fu Xian looks at Zhen Qianzhou and takes a deep breath.
"Get out of the way!"
Then, as soon as she stepped on it, she went straight to the whirlpool.
Zhen Qianzhou's face changed suddenly. He yelled angrily, "Qin Changqing, you've done harm to my son!"
Immediately, he rose up and followed Xiang Fu Xian.
"Miss Luo, master Zhen!"
At this moment, the brothers and sisters of Moyu and Moxuan suddenly turn pale and look at each other. They all see the anger in each other's eyes, and there is even a trace of indignation.
This is a sea of flowers. They can't go out without Luofu fairy.
Now, they have a way
In an instant, they soared into the air and rushed directly into the whirlpool.
With four figures rushing into the vortex, after counting breath, the huge vortex has completely disappeared.
Instead, it's a terrible wave, like the burst of stars.
The place where the ghost flower is located is almost annihilated in the waves. Not only that, but also the number of flowers and plants in the sea of soul grabbing flowers are annihilated and turned into nothingness.
……
In the darkness, Qin Xuan opened his eyes slightly. He looked at his eyes. Suddenly, his pupils shrank.
In front of him, there was a dead body without a head. The body was standing in front of him. On one side, the saint's broken hand was scattered in the same place.
Qin Xuan's remaining light looked around, as if it were a dark red cave. Around the cave, there was a little bit of blood colored crystal stone to illuminate the cave.
This is underground!
Qin Xuan heart a shock, the vision falls again in this to break a corpse.
There was a touch of Saint's authority on the body.
This is a saint, but also the master of breaking hands.
"Did it fall here?"
Qin Xuan whispered and looked at the saint. He was dressed in ragged cloth. His head was no longer broken and his hands were broken.
When he was alive, he complained so much that he gathered on the broken hand, resulting in the disorder of space and the formation of a void channel, which appeared in the center of the flower sea.
If he expects it to be right, so it is.
Even now, Qin Xuan can also feel the resentment of the saint. The black resentment has become the essence, lingering in his body.When Qin Xuan plans to get up, suddenly, the headless body moves slightly.
Qin Xuan eyes micro coagulation, even if it is him, the body can't help but come out the silk cool air.
It's not the heart that moves it, it's the body that can't help it.
A fallen saint, a saint with great resentment, is moving?
Qin Xuan looked at the saint, his brow locked.
"It's impossible to read it wrong. Is it driven by resentment?"
"No, if so, I'm afraid it's already done before me!"
"It's not too much to kill all living beings with such resentment!"
When Qin Xuan whispered, the headless sage suddenly stepped out in front of him.
This time, even Qin Xuan, eyebrows are not locked to the extreme.
In his eyes, the headless Saint slowly stepped forward and went to the depth of the cave.
It can be seen that there seems to be a passage deep in the cave.
Qin Xuan pressed down the palpitation in his heart, and the silence around him was even more terrible. He didn't even have a sound, including the saint's footsteps.
Qin Xuan looks at the saint's back. At this moment, the saint steps and turns around. Although he has no head, he seems to signal Qin Xuan to follow.
If Qin Xuan doesn't move, the sage will never move.
After counting his breath, Qin Xuan just stepped slowly and followed the sage.
There are two roads in the cave, one is the headless sage, the other is behind Qin Xuan.
Even though Qin Xuan didn't know where this place was, there was at least a way for the headless sage in front of him. If he moved forward rashly, who knows if there would be a terrible existence in the next moment.
Who is Qin Xuan walking with behind the headless sage in the dark red cave.
"This is an immortal source stone, but it's just some residue. There's little immortal spirit left. It can only be illuminated with its original brilliance."
Qin Xuan looked at the two sides and walked forward in the deep passage.
About a hundred interest later, under the guidance of the headless sage, Qin Xuan saw another cave.
Immediately, Qin Xuan seems to have noticed where it is.
In front of this scene, he is too familiar, before he was not sure, but now, Qin Xuan is about to know, where is here.
This is an underground vein, a xianyuanshi vein.
In the mausoleum of the emperor, there are many stone veins in Xianyuan, but there are the bodies of saints, and the bodies of saints with such deep resentment.
I'm afraid there's only one
Buried in the deepest part of the imperial mausoleum, the magic mine!
In Qin Xuan aware of this moment, he can't help spitting out two words.
"Damn it
Buried in the deepest part of the emperor's mausoleum, Shenmo mine, that is The territory of the great.
Don't say that he is a real immortal now, even if he is in Hunyuan now, he is dead and lifeless!
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Under the whirlpool, the space is stagnant. The power of imprisoning all saints. Qin Xuan looked at the broken hand, wrist, Bone Bead above, a light weight suddenly Teng now. In a flash, all the pressure around his body disappeared. In the past, in the secret place of Xianyuan, he had the idea of emperor breaking the holy power, but now, he has no idea of emperor. With the idea of real immortal, it's like a fool's dream to break the holy power. Qin Xuan looks at that broken hand, both hands suddenly coagulate Jue. Immediately, its thin lips slightly open. "Broken!" The sound of vastness, like a holy sound, rings out in this heaven and earth. In an instant, the Shengwei prison where Zhen Qianzhou and others were imprisoned was broken. He looked at Luo Fu Xian and others and said: "nine turn blood wood flower, you can take it away!" Sound falls, Qin Xuan behind wind thunder fairy wing a shock, he unexpectedly straight to that break hand to rush! "Mr. Qin!" "Qin Changqing, what are you going to do?" Zhen Luo's face changes suddenly. Qin Xuan has been under the influence of the sage. With Qin Xuan approaching, the broken hand seems to be aware that a vast holy power sweeps over Qin Xuan again, like a tsunami. In Qin Xuan's eyes, he gathered the essence, and in his hand, the ancient sword was shocked. "Just Shengwei, do you want to stop me?" Boom! A touch of Jiuyou Shengyuan is condensed on the ancient sword. In an instant, the sword cut to Shengwei. Qin Xuan's face turned a little red when he shook the sword with Shengwei, but he didn't care and cut out a sword again. Sword light intertwined, accompanied by a roar, Qin Xuan abruptly broke a few feet, close to the saint cut off. Qin Xuan took a look at the broken hand and took a deep breath. The saint broke his hand as if he was completely angry. The palm of his hand was trembling. Immediately, a great force burst out from it. In an instant, the space of ten Zhang square was shattered in an instant, but Qin Xuan had already noticed it. He directly shook the wind and thunder fairy wings, avoided this place and rushed to the whirlpool. He looked down at Luo Fu Xian and others with indifferent eyes. "Buried in the depths of the emperor's mausoleum, as expected!" "Chance in danger!" Qin Xuan light Nan a, he breeze thunder fairy wing a shock, then thoroughly sink into that whirlpool inside. Luo Fu Xian, Zhen Qianzhou four people, is almost dull. Luo Fuxian can't help stepping forward, but he is suddenly stopped by Zhen Qianzhou. "You can't go!" "I don't know where it leads. This is the tomb of the emperor!" Zhen Qianzhou seemed to know Luo Fu Xian's action. He watched the broken hand fly out and rush into the whirlpool. In a moment, the whole whirlpool seemed to be shaking and shrinking slowly. Luo Fu Xian looks at Zhen Qianzhou and takes a deep breath. "Get out of the way!" Then, as soon as she stepped on it, she went straight to the whirlpool. Zhen Qianzhou's face changed suddenly. He yelled angrily, "Qin Changqing, you've done harm to my son!" Immediately, he rose up and followed Xiang Fu Xian. "Miss Luo, master Zhen!" At this moment, the brothers and sisters of Moyu and Moxuan suddenly turn pale and look at each other. They all see the anger in each other's eyes, and there is even a trace of indignation. This is a sea of flowers. They can't go out without Luofu fairy. Now, they have a way In an instant, they soared into the air and rushed directly into the whirlpool. With four figures rushing into the vortex, after counting breath, the huge vortex has completely disappeared. Instead, it's a terrible wave, like the burst of stars. The place where the ghost flower is located is almost annihilated in the waves. Not only that, but also the number of flowers and plants in the sea of soul grabbing flowers are annihilated and turned into nothingness. In the darkness, Qin Xuan opened his eyes slightly. He looked at his eyes. Suddenly, his pupils shrank. In front of him, there was a dead body without a head. The body was standing in front of him. On one side, the saint's broken hand was scattered in the same place. Qin Xuan's remaining light looked around, as if it were a dark red cave. Around the cave, there was a little bit of blood colored crystal stone to illuminate the cave. This is underground! Qin Xuan heart a shock, the vision falls again in this to break a corpse. There was a touch of Saint's authority on the body. This is a saint, but also the master of breaking hands. "Did it fall here?" Qin Xuan whispered and looked at the saint. He was dressed in ragged cloth. His head was no longer broken and his hands were broken. When he was alive, he complained so much that he gathered on the broken hand, resulting in the disorder of space and the formation of a void channel, which appeared in the center of the flower sea. If he expects it to be right, so it is. Even now, Qin Xuan can also feel the resentment of the saint. The black resentment has become the essence, lingering in his body.When Qin Xuan plans to get up, suddenly, the headless body moves slightly. Qin Xuan eyes micro coagulation, even if it is him, the body can't help but come out the silk cool air. It's not the heart that moves it, it's the body that can't help it. A fallen saint, a saint with great resentment, is moving? Qin Xuan looked at the saint, his brow locked. "It's impossible to read it wrong. Is it driven by resentment?" "No, if so, I'm afraid it's already done before me!" "It's not too much to kill all living beings with such resentment!" When Qin Xuan whispered, the headless sage suddenly stepped out in front of him. This time, even Qin Xuan, eyebrows are not locked to the extreme. In his eyes, the headless Saint slowly stepped forward and went to the depth of the cave. It can be seen that there seems to be a passage deep in the cave. Qin Xuan pressed down the palpitation in his heart, and the silence around him was even more terrible. He didn't even have a sound, including the saint's footsteps. Qin Xuan looks at the saint's back. At this moment, the saint steps and turns around. Although he has no head, he seems to signal Qin Xuan to follow. If Qin Xuan doesn't move, the sage will never move. After counting his breath, Qin Xuan just stepped slowly and followed the sage. There are two roads in the cave, one is the headless sage, the other is behind Qin Xuan. Even though Qin Xuan didn't know where this place was, there was at least a way for the headless sage in front of him. If he moved forward rashly, who knows if there would be a terrible existence in the next moment. Who is Qin Xuan walking with behind the headless sage in the dark red cave. "This is an immortal source stone, but it's just some residue. There's little immortal spirit left. It can only be illuminated with its original brilliance." Qin Xuan looked at the two sides and walked forward in the deep passage. About a hundred interest later, under the guidance of the headless sage, Qin Xuan saw another cave. Immediately, Qin Xuan seems to have noticed where it is. In front of this scene, he is too familiar, before he was not sure, but now, Qin Xuan is about to know, where is here. This is an underground vein, a xianyuanshi vein. In the mausoleum of the emperor, there are many stone veins in Xianyuan, but there are the bodies of saints, and the bodies of saints with such deep resentment. I'm afraid there's only one Buried in the deepest part of the imperial mausoleum, the magic mine! In Qin Xuan aware of this moment, he can't help spitting out two words. "Damn it Buried in the deepest part of the emperor's mausoleum, Shenmo mine, that is The territory of the great. Don't say that he is a real immortal now, even if he is in Hunyuan now, he is dead and lifeless! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
