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"Diyuan! Han Chen
On zhengu mountain, hundreds of thousands of ancient people were in panic, looking at the war in the sky.
And, that strange, suddenly divided into two zhengu mountain, every one of the former ancient Tianjiao's eyes, full of fear.
What's more, they look up to the holy man of Tuomo, but in the air, they are angry and unwilling to roar, endless resentment.
There are also the 16 ancient sages, watching Tuomo's injuries emerge, and the Holy Blood sprinkles on the heaven and earth.
No saint dares to move, no saint dares to help.
Each of the sixteen saints was pale. In their eyes, there was resentment, anger, and reluctance from the demon. They were also young people dressed in white and boasting of Qin Changqing There was peace on his face.
That sword can be divided into a million miles of immortal earth and can break the ancient mountain.
That sword, even they, will never block half a point.
That sword, also contains a warning, reckless death.
I'm afraid that after the birth of the sixteen ancient sages, they never thought that one day, because of the power of others' sword, they were afraid that they would not be able to help them, even if the sage who was a great power was about to die.
This kind of feeling, let them in their lives, almost for the first time to the extreme.
In particular, they have already become saints, and they are proud to be at the top of the world.
"Qin Changqing, Qin Hongyi, sure enough, they are Sixteen saints, the sage of the ancient people, can't help but whisper in his heart.
After 76 years of disappearance, even those in Zhongyu do not know the news of the brothers and sisters.
But now, this pair of brothers and sisters, actually appeared in the western regions, appeared in front of him.
Qin Changqing, who fought in red, was extremely terrible. With only one sword, the whole zhengu mountain was crushed, and no one dared to fight against it.
This era is terrible!
Even in the era in which they lived, no living creature had ever reached such a level in Hunyuan.
Hunyuan beheading saint is already a miracle, a demon, enough to let all living beings look up to, let alone so.
Qin Xuan stood quietly, his eyes did not care about the many saints of zhengu mountain.
Fang Shengyuan, the sage of Hunyuan's third realm, can be defeated and suppressed in a flash. What can we do with the combination of the seventeen sages of zhengu mountain?
Even Qin Changqing was not qualified to be his enemy!
Time, also in a little bit, until, after a incense.
Zhengu mountain, a sword, Yan hundred thousand sword soul, suddenly, through the bruised body of Tuomo saint.
Tuomo saint, this can be, edge imitation Buddha is about to extinguish the candle, a little bit of annihilation.
He looked at Qin Hongyi, Qin Xuan and the sixteen saints.
"I trust the devil to curse you, and you will be like me one day."
A voice of hoarseness, despair and resentment spread slowly on the zhengu mountain.
That pair of resentment face, at this moment, like clouds, completely dissipated in this world.
Qin Hongyi's body was also covered with blood and his face was pale.
But on her face, too, there was a kind of exhilaration and joy.
Beheading the sage!
Up to now, she has finally reached this point.
"Brother Changqing!"
Qin Hongyi walks up to Qin Xuan. She walks to Qin Xuan with a faint smile.
Qin Xuan looked at it with a trance in his eyes, as if he had gone back to the Immortal Emperor's mountain. He was on the top of the mountain, looking at the graceful ghost emperor in red, coming back from blood.
Qin Xuan mouth corner, involuntarily smile.
"Hard work!"
He gently stroked the little head in red, as if it was the same as before.
Qin yuan slowly healed his wounds and spread out of his body.
Sixteen saints, trembling.
Everyone also has a touch of sadness in their eyes. Since then, the 17th National Congress of zhengu mountain has been a saint with 16 students.
They looked at the brothers and sisters and felt a little ridiculous.
"How can there be such evil in this world?"
Some saints scold and are unwilling. They are the pride of their own era. They have always been arrogant and arrogant. Now, they are cowards who dare not even act rashly in front of others.
Every saint is full of humiliation in his heart.
However, Qin Xuan doesn't care about the saints. In his eyes, as he said.
What about the zhengu mountains?
But ants!
"Let's go!"
"Well!"
Qin Xuan talks with Qin Hongyi. Immediately, behind Qin Xuan, the wings of chaos unfold slowly.
He didn't look at the sixteen ancient sages again. As soon as the chaos wings shook, Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi disappeared here.
After the disappearance of Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi, the sixteen sages could not help but breathe.
"I'm leaving at last!""Yes, I'm leaving at last!"
The 16 ancient sages looked at each other, but they all saw each other's bitterness.
Let it come and go.
But they dare not even move.
What about saints?
Sixteen saints, at this moment, their pride are turned into nothingness.
It seems that they are the biggest joke in the world.
Just before the sixteen sages had made any move, another space crack appeared on zhengu mountain.
There is a young man coming out of the cracks in this space.
At this moment, the heart of the 16 ancient sages just put down suddenly raised.
They focused their eyes on the young man and did not dare to be careless.
Saint!
The sage of the world!
Enter the first level!
When they saw the young man, they immediately noticed it.
"Wu Yue Di yuan, Xu Zi Ning!"
Among the ancient sages 16 years ago, the human Saint couldn't help his face changing suddenly.
He looked at Xu zining in the crack of space, with a touch of uneasiness in his eyes.
Xu zining's eyes fell on the zhengu mountain, which was divided into two, and the sword still had a million mile crack.
"Or is it a little late?"
Xu zining said to himself, his eyes fell on the sixteen saints.
"Do you know where he went?"
On zhengu mountain, all the 16 saints were humiliated.
Most of them know Xu zining, and even some of them fought with him decades ago.
"Xu zining, are you here to question us?"
The former sage who once fought with Xu zining said that he was also the first to enter the saint, and he thought he was fearless.
Xu zining quietly looked at the sixteen saints. In the eyes of the sixteen saints, he shook his head slightly.
His right hand slowly fell on the sheath of the sword.
The next moment, half of the sword scabbard, a wisp of cold light, such as shining zhengu mountain.
Boom!
On zhengu mountain, a second crack has emerged.
The vast meaning of the sword is as immortal as ever, burying all things in the world.
In Xu's eyes, it is more like there is an immortal sword lingering.
"You know where I'm going?" he asked
Xu zining light mouth, "this is the last time!"
The sixteen saints of zhengu mountain have all turned pale.
In particular, the one who opened his mouth before and once had a hand with Xu zining was even more unbelievable.
I haven't seen it for decades, and I don't know how many times more terrifying it is than before.
Suddenly, a saint said, "he has gone to the northeast. If you want to find Qin Changqing, you can find him!"
When Xu zining heard the speech, he looked east and North.
Hum!
The sword goes into its sheath as if it had never come out.
A wisp of sword will cut the world. Xu zining steps into it as if he has never been here.
Only the second crack on zhengu mountain, the immortal sword spirit, let the sages, the ancient creatures of the western regions
All are silent!
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"Diyuan! Han Chen
On zhengu mountain, hundreds of thousands of ancient people were in panic, looking at the war in the sky.
And, that strange, suddenly divided into two zhengu mountain, every one of the former ancient Tianjiao's eyes, full of fear.
What's more, they look up to the holy man of Tuomo, but in the air, they are angry and unwilling to roar, endless resentment.
There are also the 16 ancient sages, watching Tuomo's injuries emerge, and the Holy Blood sprinkles on the heaven and earth.
No saint dares to move, no saint dares to help.
Each of the sixteen saints was pale. In their eyes, there was resentment, anger, and reluctance from the demon. They were also young people dressed in white and boasting of Qin Changqing There was peace on his face.
That sword can be divided into a million miles of immortal earth and can break the ancient mountain.
That sword, even they, will never block half a point.
That sword, also contains a warning, reckless death.
I'm afraid that after the birth of the sixteen ancient sages, they never thought that one day, because of the power of others' sword, they were afraid that they would not be able to help them, even if the sage who was a great power was about to die.
This kind of feeling, let them in their lives, almost for the first time to the extreme.
In particular, they have already become saints, and they are proud to be at the top of the world.
"Qin Changqing, Qin Hongyi, sure enough, they are Sixteen saints, the sage of the ancient people, can't help but whisper in his heart.
After 76 years of disappearance, even those in Zhongyu do not know the news of the brothers and sisters.
But now, this pair of brothers and sisters, actually appeared in the western regions, appeared in front of him.
Qin Changqing, who fought in red, was extremely terrible. With only one sword, the whole zhengu mountain was crushed, and no one dared to fight against it.
This era is terrible!
Even in the era in which they lived, no living creature had ever reached such a level in Hunyuan.
Hunyuan beheading saint is already a miracle, a demon, enough to let all living beings look up to, let alone so.
Qin Xuan stood quietly, his eyes did not care about the many saints of zhengu mountain.
Fang Shengyuan, the sage of Hunyuan's third realm, can be defeated and suppressed in a flash. What can we do with the combination of the seventeen sages of zhengu mountain?
Even Qin Changqing was not qualified to be his enemy!
Time, also in a little bit, until, after a incense.
Zhengu mountain, a sword, Yan hundred thousand sword soul, suddenly, through the bruised body of Tuomo saint.
Tuomo saint, this can be, edge imitation Buddha is about to extinguish the candle, a little bit of annihilation.
He looked at Qin Hongyi, Qin Xuan and the sixteen saints.
"I trust the devil to curse you, and you will be like me one day."
A voice of hoarseness, despair and resentment spread slowly on the zhengu mountain.
That pair of resentment face, at this moment, like clouds, completely dissipated in this world.
Qin Hongyi's body was also covered with blood and his face was pale.
But on her face, too, there was a kind of exhilaration and joy.
Beheading the sage!
Up to now, she has finally reached this point.
"Brother Changqing!"
Qin Hongyi walks up to Qin Xuan. She walks to Qin Xuan with a faint smile.
Qin Xuan looked at it with a trance in his eyes, as if he had gone back to the Immortal Emperor's mountain. He was on the top of the mountain, looking at the graceful ghost emperor in red, coming back from blood.
Qin Xuan mouth corner, involuntarily smile.
"Hard work!"
He gently stroked the little head in red, as if it was the same as before.
Qin yuan slowly healed his wounds and spread out of his body.
Sixteen saints, trembling.
Everyone also has a touch of sadness in their eyes. Since then, the 17th National Congress of zhengu mountain has been a saint with 16 students.
They looked at the brothers and sisters and felt a little ridiculous.
"How can there be such evil in this world?"
Some saints scold and are unwilling. They are the pride of their own era. They have always been arrogant and arrogant. Now, they are cowards who dare not even act rashly in front of others.
Every saint is full of humiliation in his heart.
However, Qin Xuan doesn't care about the saints. In his eyes, as he said.
What about the zhengu mountains?
But ants!
"Let's go!"
"Well!"
Qin Xuan talks with Qin Hongyi. Immediately, behind Qin Xuan, the wings of chaos unfold slowly.
He didn't look at the sixteen ancient sages again. As soon as the chaos wings shook, Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi disappeared here.
After the disappearance of Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi, the sixteen sages could not help but breathe.
"I'm leaving at last!""Yes, I'm leaving at last!"
The 16 ancient sages looked at each other, but they all saw each other's bitterness.
Let it come and go.
But they dare not even move.
What about saints?
Sixteen saints, at this moment, their pride are turned into nothingness.
It seems that they are the biggest joke in the world.
Just before the sixteen sages had made any move, another space crack appeared on zhengu mountain.
There is a young man coming out of the cracks in this space.
At this moment, the heart of the 16 ancient sages just put down suddenly raised.
They focused their eyes on the young man and did not dare to be careless.
Saint!
The sage of the world!
Enter the first level!
When they saw the young man, they immediately noticed it.
"Wu Yue Di yuan, Xu Zi Ning!"
Among the ancient sages 16 years ago, the human Saint couldn't help his face changing suddenly.
He looked at Xu zining in the crack of space, with a touch of uneasiness in his eyes.
Xu zining's eyes fell on the zhengu mountain, which was divided into two, and the sword still had a million mile crack.
"Or is it a little late?"
Xu zining said to himself, his eyes fell on the sixteen saints.
"Do you know where he went?"
On zhengu mountain, all the 16 saints were humiliated.
Most of them know Xu zining, and even some of them fought with him decades ago.
"Xu zining, are you here to question us?"
The former sage who once fought with Xu zining said that he was also the first to enter the saint, and he thought he was fearless.
Xu zining quietly looked at the sixteen saints. In the eyes of the sixteen saints, he shook his head slightly.
His right hand slowly fell on the sheath of the sword.
The next moment, half of the sword scabbard, a wisp of cold light, such as shining zhengu mountain.
Boom!
On zhengu mountain, a second crack has emerged.
The vast meaning of the sword is as immortal as ever, burying all things in the world.
In Xu's eyes, it is more like there is an immortal sword lingering.
"You know where I'm going?" he asked
Xu zining light mouth, "this is the last time!"
The sixteen saints of zhengu mountain have all turned pale.
In particular, the one who opened his mouth before and once had a hand with Xu zining was even more unbelievable.
I haven't seen it for decades, and I don't know how many times more terrifying it is than before.
Suddenly, a saint said, "he has gone to the northeast. If you want to find Qin Changqing, you can find him!"
When Xu zining heard the speech, he looked east and North.
Hum!
The sword goes into its sheath as if it had never come out.
A wisp of sword will cut the world. Xu zining steps into it as if he has never been here.
Only the second crack on zhengu mountain, the immortal sword spirit, let the sages, the ancient creatures of the western regions
All are silent!
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"Diyuan! Han Chen On zhengu mountain, hundreds of thousands of ancient people were in panic, looking at the war in the sky. And, that strange, suddenly divided into two zhengu mountain, every one of the former ancient Tianjiao's eyes, full of fear. What's more, they look up to the holy man of Tuomo, but in the air, they are angry and unwilling to roar, endless resentment. There are also the 16 ancient sages, watching Tuomo's injuries emerge, and the Holy Blood sprinkles on the heaven and earth. No saint dares to move, no saint dares to help. Each of the sixteen saints was pale. In their eyes, there was resentment, anger, and reluctance from the demon. They were also young people dressed in white and boasting of Qin Changqing There was peace on his face. That sword can be divided into a million miles of immortal earth and can break the ancient mountain. That sword, even they, will never block half a point. That sword, also contains a warning, reckless death. I'm afraid that after the birth of the sixteen ancient sages, they never thought that one day, because of the power of others' sword, they were afraid that they would not be able to help them, even if the sage who was a great power was about to die. This kind of feeling, let them in their lives, almost for the first time to the extreme. In particular, they have already become saints, and they are proud to be at the top of the world. "Qin Changqing, Qin Hongyi, sure enough, they are Sixteen saints, the sage of the ancient people, can't help but whisper in his heart. After 76 years of disappearance, even those in Zhongyu do not know the news of the brothers and sisters. But now, this pair of brothers and sisters, actually appeared in the western regions, appeared in front of him. Qin Changqing, who fought in red, was extremely terrible. With only one sword, the whole zhengu mountain was crushed, and no one dared to fight against it. This era is terrible! Even in the era in which they lived, no living creature had ever reached such a level in Hunyuan. Hunyuan beheading saint is already a miracle, a demon, enough to let all living beings look up to, let alone so. Qin Xuan stood quietly, his eyes did not care about the many saints of zhengu mountain. Fang Shengyuan, the sage of Hunyuan's third realm, can be defeated and suppressed in a flash. What can we do with the combination of the seventeen sages of zhengu mountain? Even Qin Changqing was not qualified to be his enemy! Time, also in a little bit, until, after a incense. Zhengu mountain, a sword, Yan hundred thousand sword soul, suddenly, through the bruised body of Tuomo saint. Tuomo saint, this can be, edge imitation Buddha is about to extinguish the candle, a little bit of annihilation. He looked at Qin Hongyi, Qin Xuan and the sixteen saints. "I trust the devil to curse you, and you will be like me one day." A voice of hoarseness, despair and resentment spread slowly on the zhengu mountain. That pair of resentment face, at this moment, like clouds, completely dissipated in this world. Qin Hongyi's body was also covered with blood and his face was pale. But on her face, too, there was a kind of exhilaration and joy. Beheading the sage! Up to now, she has finally reached this point. "Brother Changqing!" Qin Hongyi walks up to Qin Xuan. She walks to Qin Xuan with a faint smile. Qin Xuan looked at it with a trance in his eyes, as if he had gone back to the Immortal Emperor's mountain. He was on the top of the mountain, looking at the graceful ghost emperor in red, coming back from blood. Qin Xuan mouth corner, involuntarily smile. "Hard work!" He gently stroked the little head in red, as if it was the same as before. Qin yuan slowly healed his wounds and spread out of his body. Sixteen saints, trembling. Everyone also has a touch of sadness in their eyes. Since then, the 17th National Congress of zhengu mountain has been a saint with 16 students. They looked at the brothers and sisters and felt a little ridiculous. "How can there be such evil in this world?" Some saints scold and are unwilling. They are the pride of their own era. They have always been arrogant and arrogant. Now, they are cowards who dare not even act rashly in front of others. Every saint is full of humiliation in his heart. However, Qin Xuan doesn't care about the saints. In his eyes, as he said. What about the zhengu mountains? But ants! "Let's go!" "Well!" Qin Xuan talks with Qin Hongyi. Immediately, behind Qin Xuan, the wings of chaos unfold slowly. He didn't look at the sixteen ancient sages again. As soon as the chaos wings shook, Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi disappeared here. After the disappearance of Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi, the sixteen sages could not help but breathe. "I'm leaving at last!""Yes, I'm leaving at last!" The 16 ancient sages looked at each other, but they all saw each other's bitterness. Let it come and go. But they dare not even move. What about saints? Sixteen saints, at this moment, their pride are turned into nothingness. It seems that they are the biggest joke in the world. Just before the sixteen sages had made any move, another space crack appeared on zhengu mountain. There is a young man coming out of the cracks in this space. At this moment, the heart of the 16 ancient sages just put down suddenly raised. They focused their eyes on the young man and did not dare to be careless. Saint! The sage of the world! Enter the first level! When they saw the young man, they immediately noticed it. "Wu Yue Di yuan, Xu Zi Ning!" Among the ancient sages 16 years ago, the human Saint couldn't help his face changing suddenly. He looked at Xu zining in the crack of space, with a touch of uneasiness in his eyes. Xu zining's eyes fell on the zhengu mountain, which was divided into two, and the sword still had a million mile crack. "Or is it a little late?" Xu zining said to himself, his eyes fell on the sixteen saints. "Do you know where he went?" On zhengu mountain, all the 16 saints were humiliated. Most of them know Xu zining, and even some of them fought with him decades ago. "Xu zining, are you here to question us?" The former sage who once fought with Xu zining said that he was also the first to enter the saint, and he thought he was fearless. Xu zining quietly looked at the sixteen saints. In the eyes of the sixteen saints, he shook his head slightly. His right hand slowly fell on the sheath of the sword. The next moment, half of the sword scabbard, a wisp of cold light, such as shining zhengu mountain. Boom! On zhengu mountain, a second crack has emerged. The vast meaning of the sword is as immortal as ever, burying all things in the world. In Xu's eyes, it is more like there is an immortal sword lingering. "You know where I'm going?" he asked Xu zining light mouth, "this is the last time!" The sixteen saints of zhengu mountain have all turned pale. In particular, the one who opened his mouth before and once had a hand with Xu zining was even more unbelievable. I haven't seen it for decades, and I don't know how many times more terrifying it is than before. Suddenly, a saint said, "he has gone to the northeast. If you want to find Qin Changqing, you can find him!" When Xu zining heard the speech, he looked east and North. Hum! The sword goes into its sheath as if it had never come out. A wisp of sword will cut the world. Xu zining steps into it as if he has never been here. Only the second crack on zhengu mountain, the immortal sword spirit, let the sages, the ancient creatures of the western regions All are silent! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
