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The deepest vein of Ziji heaven and Earth lasted for one year, and the heart essence of Ziji heaven and earth was almost refined by Qin Xuan.
At the moment, the ancient sword has turned into silver gray, and the body of the sword has no luster.
Only the handle of the sword is like the wing of a wild goose, and the characters "long" and "Sheng" are engraved on the left and right respectively.
Warning people with words, never forget.
The eternal sword spirit was still sleeping, and Qin Xuan didn't wake up immediately.
Before Nuo Da Shen Zhu, now there are only seven inches left. These seven inches are the essence of Ziji Tiandi Xinjing.
Compared with the refining before Qin Xuan, it is still ten times more powerful.
Qin Xuan once tried to refine a little of it, and the time it took was 17 times more than before.
What's more, it's seven inches.
Fortunately, the ancient sword has been forged to the last moment.
A thousand quenches and a hundred refines, and the last one is left.
This last practice is also the end of the whole eternal sword casting method.
Qin Xuan looks at Wan Gujian. This time, he points his way into his lower abdomen. Then, with the shock of Qin Xuan's pupil, his veins burst up.
See his origin, a wisp of origin, he was forced out.
Qin Xuan wrote precious articles from the source and fell on the top of the ancient sword.
In China, the ancients have said that quenching the sword with blood can make the sword psychic.
Qin Xuan's blood and bone are all born from the source. He quenched his sword from the source.
At the same time, wangujian was suddenly shocked, and a loud sound of sword chanting broke out.
Without any power, countless cracks have appeared on the walls and the purple heaven ore.
This is the meaning of the sword, and it is also the meaning of the ages. It has reached the point of hurting people with the meaning.
Even if the power is not strong, in fairyland, Xu Ning, who is good at Kendo, has never reached this level.
Xu Ning has great talent, but what he lacks is time.
On the other hand, although Qin Xuan is not good at Kendo, in the vast years, even if he sharpens a little in ten years, after hundreds of millions of years, his sword will be enough to astonish these nine days and ten places.
Qin Xuan looked at the ancient sword, and saw a white figure on it, which had been rising slowly.
A white dress, eyebrows and eyes, and Qin Xuan seems to have three similar.
The youth looked at Qin Xuan, showing endless ecstasy.
"The great emperor!"
The sword spirit is respectful and polite. Who could have thought that the spirit of yin and ghost in China would come to this stage.
"Build a sword with your heart! Nine for me, one for you! " Qin Xuan opens his mouth. He looks at the sword spirit and makes a sound slowly.
This last refining is also the refining of the sword spirit. For Qin Xuan, the ancient sword is a blade and an old friend, but for the sword spirit, it is his own.
This is also the last practice of the eternal sword casting method, which is handed over to the eternal sword spirit.
At that moment, Wan Gu Jian quickly responded. He quickly nodded, and with Qin Xuan's original strength, he slowly forged and refined the sword.
The purple and blue fire suddenly rises on the ancient sword.
The rough veins on the ancient sword also changed slowly.
On the side of a sword, the patterns of five States gradually emerge, and on the side of a sword, there is the scene of the reincarnation of the sun and the moon.
This sword seems to have become the whole fairyland.
Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile. Fairyland is his native land, and the same is true for all ages.
He takes another trace of the source, which seems to be a trace, but it is incomparable, occupying the power of a cost source in Qin Xuan's body.
The flame on the ancient sword is burning, and the image of heaven and earth in the fairyland is more and more real.
After five practices, Qin Xuan no longer draws the power of origin.
He looked at Wan Gujian and whispered, "next, it's up to you to make your own choice!"
It seems that Qin Xuan's thoughts are gradually introduced into the mind of the eternal sword spirit.
Wangu sword suddenly trembles. At last, the body of the sword hangs in front of Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at Wan Gujian and couldn't help laughing, "if you don't learn, just learn from me to face the disaster."
Qin Xuan looked at the ancient sword, but there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
But in the end, he still pointed into his lower abdomen, and then he was found in the first original world in Qin Xuan's body.
A branch of the dark tree breaks in response. The dark tree seems dissatisfied and shakes, but it is suppressed by Qin Xuan's idea.
"Since it's for me, I'm the main body of nature."
Qin Xuan cold drink in the heart, suppress the restlessness of the dark treasure tree.
And that wipe branch, also slowly but come out, fall into Qin Xuan's palm inside.
The branches of the dark tree rose slowly and fell on the ancient sword.
The ancient sword is a burst, from the sword gushing out a wisp of golden force, like silk, winding on the branch of the dark tree.
Then, the whole branch began to merge with the ancient sword.
Hum!
The body of the ancient sword is shaking. The whole body of the sword is changing this time.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes changed. From the ancient sword, he felt infinite malice."Guard the Qingming, the eternal sword, not weaker than people!"
Qin Xuan suddenly cried out, its sound like bell, into the ancient sword.
Ten thousand ancient swords were shaking, Qin Xuan's pupils were shrinking, and he knew the evil thoughts in the dark tree better than anyone else.
He has a mind that has been polished by endless years, but the ancient sword has never been.
But even so, he still believes that forever can survive this disaster.
Once the disaster is over, the dark demon that frightens all living beings in nine days and ten places will be a fearless creature.
Whether or not to use the power of the dark tree to do the next five quenches, he gave the choice to the eternal, and the eternal did not surprise him.
The ancient sword is shaking, as if it is playing with infinite evil thoughts in its own will.
It's a long, painful process.
Qin Xuan is waiting in silence, staring at Wan Gujian.
About six hours later, Wan Gujian died down.
The eternal sword spirit came out slowly. It seemed to be exhausted.
"The great emperor, you are disappointed in Wangu!" Wangujian whispered.
"What about disappointment?" Qin Xuan gently smile, "next there are four quench, if you can pass, you must be reborn!"
Wan Gujian's eyes became firm, and then Qin Xuan took another dark tree.
This time, the dark tree is amazing, there has been no action.
Maybe it thinks that the ancient sword can't bear such evil thoughts at all.
Not everyone is Qin Changqing!
The idea of the dark tree slowly spread into Qin Xuan's consciousness, but Qin Xuan laughed, "not everyone is Qin Changqing, but not all swords are immortal!"
The second branch is integrated into the ancient sword. On the ancient sword, there are veins like blood. Even the image of heaven and earth in the fairyland seems to have been eroded by the darkness.
Wangujian is shaking. Suddenly, wangujian is out of control. The mark of the sword is horizontal, and the tip of the sword points directly at Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at the sword, he did not move half a point.
"The great emperor, the rest of the three refineries come out together. If you succeed, you will succeed forever. If you fail, you will perish forever."
The eternal sword spirit suddenly gives out a roar, and its idea is introduced into Qin Xuan's ears, which makes Qin Xuan's eyes shrink.
"Think twice!" Qin Xuan opens his mouth.
The eternal sword spirit is suddenly roaring, roaring, sword chanting sound resounding in this world.
"This is also the intention of three considerations. I hope that the great emperor will become immortal!"
The eternal sound, after ten breath, came to Qin Xuan's ears.
Qin Xuan lips teeth moved, finally, left a long sigh.
This time, he just turned his hand, and three branches of the dark tree fell into his palm.
The branches are still as if they were dyed with ink.
In the end, Qin Xuan's palm was shocked, and the three branches were all in the sword.
Boom!
On the ancient swords, the flames became as black as ink. Even the ancient swords could not be seen clearly.
Instead, Qin Xuan sat down slowly. His eyes closed and he seemed to be waiting.
Wangu sword is constantly shaking. After about a long time, suddenly, a sword light tears the black flame and comes straight to Qin Xuan.
On top of the ancient swords, there is a more fierce intention to kill, like a soldier eating the Lord.
Qin Xuan is still not moving, he even eyebrows did not move half a minute.
Hum!
Ten thousand ancient sword distance Qin Xuan's eyebrow center place, just the slightest stop.
Even at the center of the eyebrow, he was hurt by the power of sword Qi, and a drop of bright red blood slowly fell down.
Wangujian seems to be stunned, but soon, if there is a terrible sound of sword chant, it resounds through the world.
In Qin Xuan's ears, the sword chant is the roar of the ages.
It's like grief, anger, evil spirit!
There was a light of ink that broke through heaven and earth. The sword was no longer under Qin Xuan's control. It directly broke through the mine, tearing Qin Xuan's ban
Come out with a bang!
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The deepest vein of Ziji heaven and Earth lasted for one year, and the heart essence of Ziji heaven and earth was almost refined by Qin Xuan.
At the moment, the ancient sword has turned into silver gray, and the body of the sword has no luster.
Only the handle of the sword is like the wing of a wild goose, and the characters "long" and "Sheng" are engraved on the left and right respectively.
Warning people with words, never forget.
The eternal sword spirit was still sleeping, and Qin Xuan didn't wake up immediately.
Before Nuo Da Shen Zhu, now there are only seven inches left. These seven inches are the essence of Ziji Tiandi Xinjing.
Compared with the refining before Qin Xuan, it is still ten times more powerful.
Qin Xuan once tried to refine a little of it, and the time it took was 17 times more than before.
What's more, it's seven inches.
Fortunately, the ancient sword has been forged to the last moment.
A thousand quenches and a hundred refines, and the last one is left.
This last practice is also the end of the whole eternal sword casting method.
Qin Xuan looks at Wan Gujian. This time, he points his way into his lower abdomen. Then, with the shock of Qin Xuan's pupil, his veins burst up.
See his origin, a wisp of origin, he was forced out.
Qin Xuan wrote precious articles from the source and fell on the top of the ancient sword.
In China, the ancients have said that quenching the sword with blood can make the sword psychic.
Qin Xuan's blood and bone are all born from the source. He quenched his sword from the source.
At the same time, wangujian was suddenly shocked, and a loud sound of sword chanting broke out.
Without any power, countless cracks have appeared on the walls and the purple heaven ore.
This is the meaning of the sword, and it is also the meaning of the ages. It has reached the point of hurting people with the meaning.
Even if the power is not strong, in fairyland, Xu Ning, who is good at Kendo, has never reached this level.
Xu Ning has great talent, but what he lacks is time.
On the other hand, although Qin Xuan is not good at Kendo, in the vast years, even if he sharpens a little in ten years, after hundreds of millions of years, his sword will be enough to astonish these nine days and ten places.
Qin Xuan looked at the ancient sword, and saw a white figure on it, which had been rising slowly.
A white dress, eyebrows and eyes, and Qin Xuan seems to have three similar.
The youth looked at Qin Xuan, showing endless ecstasy.
"The great emperor!"
The sword spirit is respectful and polite. Who could have thought that the spirit of yin and ghost in China would come to this stage.
"Build a sword with your heart! Nine for me, one for you! " Qin Xuan opens his mouth. He looks at the sword spirit and makes a sound slowly.
This last refining is also the refining of the sword spirit. For Qin Xuan, the ancient sword is a blade and an old friend, but for the sword spirit, it is his own.
This is also the last practice of the eternal sword casting method, which is handed over to the eternal sword spirit.
At that moment, Wan Gu Jian quickly responded. He quickly nodded, and with Qin Xuan's original strength, he slowly forged and refined the sword.
The purple and blue fire suddenly rises on the ancient sword.
The rough veins on the ancient sword also changed slowly.
On the side of a sword, the patterns of five States gradually emerge, and on the side of a sword, there is the scene of the reincarnation of the sun and the moon.
This sword seems to have become the whole fairyland.
Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile. Fairyland is his native land, and the same is true for all ages.
He takes another trace of the source, which seems to be a trace, but it is incomparable, occupying the power of a cost source in Qin Xuan's body.
The flame on the ancient sword is burning, and the image of heaven and earth in the fairyland is more and more real.
After five practices, Qin Xuan no longer draws the power of origin.
He looked at Wan Gujian and whispered, "next, it's up to you to make your own choice!"
It seems that Qin Xuan's thoughts are gradually introduced into the mind of the eternal sword spirit.
Wangu sword suddenly trembles. At last, the body of the sword hangs in front of Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at Wan Gujian and couldn't help laughing, "if you don't learn, just learn from me to face the disaster."
Qin Xuan looked at the ancient sword, but there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
But in the end, he still pointed into his lower abdomen, and then he was found in the first original world in Qin Xuan's body.
A branch of the dark tree breaks in response. The dark tree seems dissatisfied and shakes, but it is suppressed by Qin Xuan's idea.
"Since it's for me, I'm the main body of nature."
Qin Xuan cold drink in the heart, suppress the restlessness of the dark treasure tree.
And that wipe branch, also slowly but come out, fall into Qin Xuan's palm inside.
The branches of the dark tree rose slowly and fell on the ancient sword.
The ancient sword is a burst, from the sword gushing out a wisp of golden force, like silk, winding on the branch of the dark tree.
Then, the whole branch began to merge with the ancient sword.
Hum!
The body of the ancient sword is shaking. The whole body of the sword is changing this time.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes changed. From the ancient sword, he felt infinite malice."Guard the Qingming, the eternal sword, not weaker than people!"
Qin Xuan suddenly cried out, its sound like bell, into the ancient sword.
Ten thousand ancient swords were shaking, Qin Xuan's pupils were shrinking, and he knew the evil thoughts in the dark tree better than anyone else.
He has a mind that has been polished by endless years, but the ancient sword has never been.
But even so, he still believes that forever can survive this disaster.
Once the disaster is over, the dark demon that frightens all living beings in nine days and ten places will be a fearless creature.
Whether or not to use the power of the dark tree to do the next five quenches, he gave the choice to the eternal, and the eternal did not surprise him.
The ancient sword is shaking, as if it is playing with infinite evil thoughts in its own will.
It's a long, painful process.
Qin Xuan is waiting in silence, staring at Wan Gujian.
About six hours later, Wan Gujian died down.
The eternal sword spirit came out slowly. It seemed to be exhausted.
"The great emperor, you are disappointed in Wangu!" Wangujian whispered.
"What about disappointment?" Qin Xuan gently smile, "next there are four quench, if you can pass, you must be reborn!"
Wan Gujian's eyes became firm, and then Qin Xuan took another dark tree.
This time, the dark tree is amazing, there has been no action.
Maybe it thinks that the ancient sword can't bear such evil thoughts at all.
Not everyone is Qin Changqing!
The idea of the dark tree slowly spread into Qin Xuan's consciousness, but Qin Xuan laughed, "not everyone is Qin Changqing, but not all swords are immortal!"
The second branch is integrated into the ancient sword. On the ancient sword, there are veins like blood. Even the image of heaven and earth in the fairyland seems to have been eroded by the darkness.
Wangujian is shaking. Suddenly, wangujian is out of control. The mark of the sword is horizontal, and the tip of the sword points directly at Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan looked at the sword, he did not move half a point.
"The great emperor, the rest of the three refineries come out together. If you succeed, you will succeed forever. If you fail, you will perish forever."
The eternal sword spirit suddenly gives out a roar, and its idea is introduced into Qin Xuan's ears, which makes Qin Xuan's eyes shrink.
"Think twice!" Qin Xuan opens his mouth.
The eternal sword spirit is suddenly roaring, roaring, sword chanting sound resounding in this world.
"This is also the intention of three considerations. I hope that the great emperor will become immortal!"
The eternal sound, after ten breath, came to Qin Xuan's ears.
Qin Xuan lips teeth moved, finally, left a long sigh.
This time, he just turned his hand, and three branches of the dark tree fell into his palm.
The branches are still as if they were dyed with ink.
In the end, Qin Xuan's palm was shocked, and the three branches were all in the sword.
Boom!
On the ancient swords, the flames became as black as ink. Even the ancient swords could not be seen clearly.
Instead, Qin Xuan sat down slowly. His eyes closed and he seemed to be waiting.
Wangu sword is constantly shaking. After about a long time, suddenly, a sword light tears the black flame and comes straight to Qin Xuan.
On top of the ancient swords, there is a more fierce intention to kill, like a soldier eating the Lord.
Qin Xuan is still not moving, he even eyebrows did not move half a minute.
Hum!
Ten thousand ancient sword distance Qin Xuan's eyebrow center place, just the slightest stop.
Even at the center of the eyebrow, he was hurt by the power of sword Qi, and a drop of bright red blood slowly fell down.
Wangujian seems to be stunned, but soon, if there is a terrible sound of sword chant, it resounds through the world.
In Qin Xuan's ears, the sword chant is the roar of the ages.
It's like grief, anger, evil spirit!
There was a light of ink that broke through heaven and earth. The sword was no longer under Qin Xuan's control. It directly broke through the mine, tearing Qin Xuan's ban
Come out with a bang!
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The deepest vein of Ziji heaven and Earth lasted for one year, and the heart essence of Ziji heaven and earth was almost refined by Qin Xuan. At the moment, the ancient sword has turned into silver gray, and the body of the sword has no luster. Only the handle of the sword is like the wing of a wild goose, and the characters "long" and "Sheng" are engraved on the left and right respectively. Warning people with words, never forget. The eternal sword spirit was still sleeping, and Qin Xuan didn't wake up immediately. Before Nuo Da Shen Zhu, now there are only seven inches left. These seven inches are the essence of Ziji Tiandi Xinjing. Compared with the refining before Qin Xuan, it is still ten times more powerful. Qin Xuan once tried to refine a little of it, and the time it took was 17 times more than before. What's more, it's seven inches. Fortunately, the ancient sword has been forged to the last moment. A thousand quenches and a hundred refines, and the last one is left. This last practice is also the end of the whole eternal sword casting method. Qin Xuan looks at Wan Gujian. This time, he points his way into his lower abdomen. Then, with the shock of Qin Xuan's pupil, his veins burst up. See his origin, a wisp of origin, he was forced out. Qin Xuan wrote precious articles from the source and fell on the top of the ancient sword. In China, the ancients have said that quenching the sword with blood can make the sword psychic. Qin Xuan's blood and bone are all born from the source. He quenched his sword from the source. At the same time, wangujian was suddenly shocked, and a loud sound of sword chanting broke out. Without any power, countless cracks have appeared on the walls and the purple heaven ore. This is the meaning of the sword, and it is also the meaning of the ages. It has reached the point of hurting people with the meaning. Even if the power is not strong, in fairyland, Xu Ning, who is good at Kendo, has never reached this level. Xu Ning has great talent, but what he lacks is time. On the other hand, although Qin Xuan is not good at Kendo, in the vast years, even if he sharpens a little in ten years, after hundreds of millions of years, his sword will be enough to astonish these nine days and ten places. Qin Xuan looked at the ancient sword, and saw a white figure on it, which had been rising slowly. A white dress, eyebrows and eyes, and Qin Xuan seems to have three similar. The youth looked at Qin Xuan, showing endless ecstasy. "The great emperor!" The sword spirit is respectful and polite. Who could have thought that the spirit of yin and ghost in China would come to this stage. "Build a sword with your heart! Nine for me, one for you! " Qin Xuan opens his mouth. He looks at the sword spirit and makes a sound slowly. This last refining is also the refining of the sword spirit. For Qin Xuan, the ancient sword is a blade and an old friend, but for the sword spirit, it is his own. This is also the last practice of the eternal sword casting method, which is handed over to the eternal sword spirit. At that moment, Wan Gu Jian quickly responded. He quickly nodded, and with Qin Xuan's original strength, he slowly forged and refined the sword. The purple and blue fire suddenly rises on the ancient sword. The rough veins on the ancient sword also changed slowly. On the side of a sword, the patterns of five States gradually emerge, and on the side of a sword, there is the scene of the reincarnation of the sun and the moon. This sword seems to have become the whole fairyland. Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile. Fairyland is his native land, and the same is true for all ages. He takes another trace of the source, which seems to be a trace, but it is incomparable, occupying the power of a cost source in Qin Xuan's body. The flame on the ancient sword is burning, and the image of heaven and earth in the fairyland is more and more real. After five practices, Qin Xuan no longer draws the power of origin. He looked at Wan Gujian and whispered, "next, it's up to you to make your own choice!" It seems that Qin Xuan's thoughts are gradually introduced into the mind of the eternal sword spirit. Wangu sword suddenly trembles. At last, the body of the sword hangs in front of Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan looked at Wan Gujian and couldn't help laughing, "if you don't learn, just learn from me to face the disaster." Qin Xuan looked at the ancient sword, but there was a trace of hesitation in his eyes. But in the end, he still pointed into his lower abdomen, and then he was found in the first original world in Qin Xuan's body. A branch of the dark tree breaks in response. The dark tree seems dissatisfied and shakes, but it is suppressed by Qin Xuan's idea. "Since it's for me, I'm the main body of nature." Qin Xuan cold drink in the heart, suppress the restlessness of the dark treasure tree. And that wipe branch, also slowly but come out, fall into Qin Xuan's palm inside. The branches of the dark tree rose slowly and fell on the ancient sword. The ancient sword is a burst, from the sword gushing out a wisp of golden force, like silk, winding on the branch of the dark tree. Then, the whole branch began to merge with the ancient sword. Hum! The body of the ancient sword is shaking. The whole body of the sword is changing this time. Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes changed. From the ancient sword, he felt infinite malice."Guard the Qingming, the eternal sword, not weaker than people!" Qin Xuan suddenly cried out, its sound like bell, into the ancient sword. Ten thousand ancient swords were shaking, Qin Xuan's pupils were shrinking, and he knew the evil thoughts in the dark tree better than anyone else. He has a mind that has been polished by endless years, but the ancient sword has never been. But even so, he still believes that forever can survive this disaster. Once the disaster is over, the dark demon that frightens all living beings in nine days and ten places will be a fearless creature. Whether or not to use the power of the dark tree to do the next five quenches, he gave the choice to the eternal, and the eternal did not surprise him. The ancient sword is shaking, as if it is playing with infinite evil thoughts in its own will. It's a long, painful process. Qin Xuan is waiting in silence, staring at Wan Gujian. About six hours later, Wan Gujian died down. The eternal sword spirit came out slowly. It seemed to be exhausted. "The great emperor, you are disappointed in Wangu!" Wangujian whispered. "What about disappointment?" Qin Xuan gently smile, "next there are four quench, if you can pass, you must be reborn!" Wan Gujian's eyes became firm, and then Qin Xuan took another dark tree. This time, the dark tree is amazing, there has been no action. Maybe it thinks that the ancient sword can't bear such evil thoughts at all. Not everyone is Qin Changqing! The idea of the dark tree slowly spread into Qin Xuan's consciousness, but Qin Xuan laughed, "not everyone is Qin Changqing, but not all swords are immortal!" The second branch is integrated into the ancient sword. On the ancient sword, there are veins like blood. Even the image of heaven and earth in the fairyland seems to have been eroded by the darkness. Wangujian is shaking. Suddenly, wangujian is out of control. The mark of the sword is horizontal, and the tip of the sword points directly at Qin Xuan. Qin Xuan looked at the sword, he did not move half a point. "The great emperor, the rest of the three refineries come out together. If you succeed, you will succeed forever. If you fail, you will perish forever." The eternal sword spirit suddenly gives out a roar, and its idea is introduced into Qin Xuan's ears, which makes Qin Xuan's eyes shrink. "Think twice!" Qin Xuan opens his mouth. The eternal sword spirit is suddenly roaring, roaring, sword chanting sound resounding in this world. "This is also the intention of three considerations. I hope that the great emperor will become immortal!" The eternal sound, after ten breath, came to Qin Xuan's ears. Qin Xuan lips teeth moved, finally, left a long sigh. This time, he just turned his hand, and three branches of the dark tree fell into his palm. The branches are still as if they were dyed with ink. In the end, Qin Xuan's palm was shocked, and the three branches were all in the sword. Boom! On the ancient swords, the flames became as black as ink. Even the ancient swords could not be seen clearly. Instead, Qin Xuan sat down slowly. His eyes closed and he seemed to be waiting. Wangu sword is constantly shaking. After about a long time, suddenly, a sword light tears the black flame and comes straight to Qin Xuan. On top of the ancient swords, there is a more fierce intention to kill, like a soldier eating the Lord. Qin Xuan is still not moving, he even eyebrows did not move half a minute. Hum! Ten thousand ancient sword distance Qin Xuan's eyebrow center place, just the slightest stop. Even at the center of the eyebrow, he was hurt by the power of sword Qi, and a drop of bright red blood slowly fell down. Wangujian seems to be stunned, but soon, if there is a terrible sound of sword chant, it resounds through the world. In Qin Xuan's ears, the sword chant is the roar of the ages. It's like grief, anger, evil spirit! There was a light of ink that broke through heaven and earth. The sword was no longer under Qin Xuan's control. It directly broke through the mine, tearing Qin Xuan's ban Come out with a bang! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
