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In the nine ancestral realms, Qin Xuan stands majestically in the ancient god heaven.
All around, all the World Masters could not help looking back.
Qin Xuan's strength, they have seen, is the world Master can't win, the supreme even put nine ancestral realm.
"The supreme has the supreme calculation. There is no doubt that this son will die!"
Even so, the ancient god of heaven still sneers at Cen Cen, waiting to see.
Qin Xuan stands here, he quietly looks at the ancient god of heaven that supreme.
All of a sudden, there seems to be a crack in the sky.
Someone is sitting, opposite, like a huge lava pool, someone is sitting in it.
"Break the sky, the divine power of heaven!"
The Lord of the world exclaimed in amazement.
Tearing up the space and walking through the heaven and earth is the only way to pass through the ancient heaven.
Don't you mean The ancestral realm of a Taoist temple startled Luanhe Tianzun?
The other side seems to be at a loss. He opens his eyes. Behind his back, a pair of huge dragon wings unfold. On his forehead, a dragon horn appears.
The middle-aged ears move gently, it seems that there is a secret sound into the ears, so that the middle-aged moved.
His eyes are like flies, look around through this crack, and finally fall on Qin Xuan.
"The ancestral realm of Taoism!"
He spoke slowly in a deep voice.
Around the world, some people recognized this middle-aged man.
"The pride of the great thousand dragon blood Protoss, the lineage of Tianzun!"
"It's Xiaozu, no wonder!"
"This is a man who once killed the immortal Zuli, but can break Wanli!
The road of eternal life can break all the laws in the world!
Just a sword light fell on the ten realms, and in an instant, the ten realms were broken.
In all the ancestral realm, the world Master's incredible eyes, the body of Xiaozu, from top to bottom, has a light sword mark.
A sword is just a sword. Xiaozu, known as the first ancestor of luanhei Tianzun, has fallen.
The original world in his body, including his blood and supernatural powers, and even the world he cultivated, had not displayed all sorts of mysteries, so he was cut into nothingness by Qin Xuan's incomparable sword.
"You..."
All people can't help but be silly. A person who can compete with the existence of the ninth realm with his ancestral realm falls like this?
Too fast, too incredible.
Qin Xuan's eyes are calm. He holds the sword and looks at the same one with furious eyes.
This sword is too fast, he is to want to save also powerless, more unexpectedly, Xiao Zu so died in Qin Xuan's sword.
"Second!"
Qin Xuan spat out three words, he looked at the ancient god of heaven, fearless face, also did not have any joy and arrogance.
This kind of expression is like trampling on a mole ant at will, which is not enough for Tao, not enough for joy.
Before the supreme one opened his mouth, a crack opened again before the crack closed.
There is a God who leads the way to the ancestral realm.
Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly. He looked at a strange man sleeping on the top of the sacred mountain.
Behind the man, there seems to be a pair of butterfly wings. On the butterfly wings, there are thousands of veins, which confuse people's heart and eyes.
Looking at it, the spirit could not help trembling, even the source of Qin Xuan's body was palpitating.
This is also a ancestral realm, at least the breath.
There was silence all around. Someone looked up and hesitated: "is it the magic Protoss?"
"I've never seen this man. Can he be better than Xiaozu?"
Men open their eyes, a pair of strange veins interwoven eyes, even the pupil did not have, but as if watching Qin Xuan.
Under the gaze of eyes, it's like an endless dreamland. Qin Xuan's origin is almost broken in this kind of intertwined illusion.
In this man's gaze, Qin Xuan in the hand ten thousand ancient sword slowly loosen.
This scene makes many world leaders around happy.
The magic Protoss is also a very powerful Protoss in the ancient god heaven. This family is gifted and has no self-cultivation, but its original magic power is directly directed at the spirit.
To construct the world with magic, let people fall into it. The existence of each magic Protoss is the existence that the same realm Protoss is unwilling to confront.
This clan is so strange that it is hard to recover from the injury of the spirit.
Qin Xuan is certainly powerful, but his spirit, even his will, can not compete with the world leader?
Qin Xuan's best performance is to let go of the sword.
However, the next moment, Qin Xuan's hand is suddenly a grip.
In the palm of his hand, an ice blue spear appeared in the world.
In the eyes of Qin Ming Dynasty, it was Qingxuan.
Even the power of darkness can't help him, let alone a little magic.
Compared with time, it is like a drop in the ocean.
This person may be powerful, or even kill the Lord of the world, in the ancestral realm, but his opponent is Qin Xuan, an existence that has never been lost after a long time.A creature who has seen the rise and fall of countless times, a state of mind that has gone through trillions of years and still has not perished.
God spear in hand, Qin Xuan palm suddenly a shock.
This magic spear went straight to the sky and fell into the crack.
The peaks of that sacred mountain were all blown up to dust, and one of them was directly destroyed by the spear, leaving no afterglow.
God spear into countless ice blue flow back, Qin Xuan holding ten thousand ancient sword, a sword into them.
He looked at the sky, as if the emperor was silent. After ten breath, a crack of heaven appeared.
This time, Qin Xuan didn't even see his opponent, so he made a sword.
A sword light, blazing and unparalleled, rose up against the sky. Even though there were many world leaders around, they had not seen the world leaders in the war. Then they heard the sound of blood and flesh breaking. A living creature from the ancestral realm was directly destroyed in the sword light.
Qin Xuan's Wangu sword fell slowly, and he looked at the supreme quietly, more like looking at the Luanhe Tianzun behind the supreme.
"Fourth!"
Three words, like the greatest ridicule and contempt of the ancient god heaven.
One enemy, nine, killed three ancestors in a row.
The sword is invincible.
Some people's eyes to Qin Xuan are creepy, and so are many world leaders.
This is Qin Changqing of the Taoist temple!?
Taoist temple, another monster!
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In the nine ancestral realms, Qin Xuan stands majestically in the ancient god heaven.
All around, all the World Masters could not help looking back.
Qin Xuan's strength, they have seen, is the world Master can't win, the supreme even put nine ancestral realm.
"The supreme has the supreme calculation. There is no doubt that this son will die!"
Even so, the ancient god of heaven still sneers at Cen Cen, waiting to see.
Qin Xuan stands here, he quietly looks at the ancient god of heaven that supreme.
All of a sudden, there seems to be a crack in the sky.
Someone is sitting, opposite, like a huge lava pool, someone is sitting in it.
"Break the sky, the divine power of heaven!"
The Lord of the world exclaimed in amazement.
Tearing up the space and walking through the heaven and earth is the only way to pass through the ancient heaven.
Don't you mean The ancestral realm of a Taoist temple startled Luanhe Tianzun?
The other side seems to be at a loss. He opens his eyes. Behind his back, a pair of huge dragon wings unfold. On his forehead, a dragon horn appears.
The middle-aged ears move gently, it seems that there is a secret sound into the ears, so that the middle-aged moved.
His eyes are like flies, look around through this crack, and finally fall on Qin Xuan.
"The ancestral realm of Taoism!"
He spoke slowly in a deep voice.
Around the world, some people recognized this middle-aged man.
"The pride of the great thousand dragon blood Protoss, the lineage of Tianzun!"
"It's Xiaozu, no wonder!"
"This is a man who once killed the immortal Zuli, but can break Wanli!
The road of eternal life can break all the laws in the world!
Just a sword light fell on the ten realms, and in an instant, the ten realms were broken.
In all the ancestral realm, the world Master's incredible eyes, the body of Xiaozu, from top to bottom, has a light sword mark.
A sword is just a sword. Xiaozu, known as the first ancestor of luanhei Tianzun, has fallen.
The original world in his body, including his blood and supernatural powers, and even the world he cultivated, had not displayed all sorts of mysteries, so he was cut into nothingness by Qin Xuan's incomparable sword.
"You..."
All people can't help but be silly. A person who can compete with the existence of the ninth realm with his ancestral realm falls like this?
Too fast, too incredible.
Qin Xuan's eyes are calm. He holds the sword and looks at the same one with furious eyes.
This sword is too fast, he is to want to save also powerless, more unexpectedly, Xiao Zu so died in Qin Xuan's sword.
"Second!"
Qin Xuan spat out three words, he looked at the ancient god of heaven, fearless face, also did not have any joy and arrogance.
This kind of expression is like trampling on a mole ant at will, which is not enough for Tao, not enough for joy.
Before the supreme one opened his mouth, a crack opened again before the crack closed.
There is a God who leads the way to the ancestral realm.
Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly. He looked at a strange man sleeping on the top of the sacred mountain.
Behind the man, there seems to be a pair of butterfly wings. On the butterfly wings, there are thousands of veins, which confuse people's heart and eyes.
Looking at it, the spirit could not help trembling, even the source of Qin Xuan's body was palpitating.
This is also a ancestral realm, at least the breath.
There was silence all around. Someone looked up and hesitated: "is it the magic Protoss?"
"I've never seen this man. Can he be better than Xiaozu?"
Men open their eyes, a pair of strange veins interwoven eyes, even the pupil did not have, but as if watching Qin Xuan.
Under the gaze of eyes, it's like an endless dreamland. Qin Xuan's origin is almost broken in this kind of intertwined illusion.
In this man's gaze, Qin Xuan in the hand ten thousand ancient sword slowly loosen.
This scene makes many world leaders around happy.
The magic Protoss is also a very powerful Protoss in the ancient god heaven. This family is gifted and has no self-cultivation, but its original magic power is directly directed at the spirit.
To construct the world with magic, let people fall into it. The existence of each magic Protoss is the existence that the same realm Protoss is unwilling to confront.
This clan is so strange that it is hard to recover from the injury of the spirit.
Qin Xuan is certainly powerful, but his spirit, even his will, can not compete with the world leader?
Qin Xuan's best performance is to let go of the sword.
However, the next moment, Qin Xuan's hand is suddenly a grip.
In the palm of his hand, an ice blue spear appeared in the world.
In the eyes of Qin Ming Dynasty, it was Qingxuan.
Even the power of darkness can't help him, let alone a little magic.
Compared with time, it is like a drop in the ocean.
This person may be powerful, or even kill the Lord of the world, in the ancestral realm, but his opponent is Qin Xuan, an existence that has never been lost after a long time.A creature who has seen the rise and fall of countless times, a state of mind that has gone through trillions of years and still has not perished.
God spear in hand, Qin Xuan palm suddenly a shock.
This magic spear went straight to the sky and fell into the crack.
The peaks of that sacred mountain were all blown up to dust, and one of them was directly destroyed by the spear, leaving no afterglow.
God spear into countless ice blue flow back, Qin Xuan holding ten thousand ancient sword, a sword into them.
He looked at the sky, as if the emperor was silent. After ten breath, a crack of heaven appeared.
This time, Qin Xuan didn't even see his opponent, so he made a sword.
A sword light, blazing and unparalleled, rose up against the sky. Even though there were many world leaders around, they had not seen the world leaders in the war. Then they heard the sound of blood and flesh breaking. A living creature from the ancestral realm was directly destroyed in the sword light.
Qin Xuan's Wangu sword fell slowly, and he looked at the supreme quietly, more like looking at the Luanhe Tianzun behind the supreme.
"Fourth!"
Three words, like the greatest ridicule and contempt of the ancient god heaven.
One enemy, nine, killed three ancestors in a row.
The sword is invincible.
Some people's eyes to Qin Xuan are creepy, and so are many world leaders.
This is Qin Changqing of the Taoist temple!?
Taoist temple, another monster!
www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
In the nine ancestral realms, Qin Xuan stands majestically in the ancient god heaven. All around, all the World Masters could not help looking back. Qin Xuan's strength, they have seen, is the world Master can't win, the supreme even put nine ancestral realm. "The supreme has the supreme calculation. There is no doubt that this son will die!" Even so, the ancient god of heaven still sneers at Cen Cen, waiting to see. Qin Xuan stands here, he quietly looks at the ancient god of heaven that supreme. All of a sudden, there seems to be a crack in the sky. Someone is sitting, opposite, like a huge lava pool, someone is sitting in it. "Break the sky, the divine power of heaven!" The Lord of the world exclaimed in amazement. Tearing up the space and walking through the heaven and earth is the only way to pass through the ancient heaven. Don't you mean The ancestral realm of a Taoist temple startled Luanhe Tianzun? The other side seems to be at a loss. He opens his eyes. Behind his back, a pair of huge dragon wings unfold. On his forehead, a dragon horn appears. The middle-aged ears move gently, it seems that there is a secret sound into the ears, so that the middle-aged moved. His eyes are like flies, look around through this crack, and finally fall on Qin Xuan. "The ancestral realm of Taoism!" He spoke slowly in a deep voice. Around the world, some people recognized this middle-aged man. "The pride of the great thousand dragon blood Protoss, the lineage of Tianzun!" "It's Xiaozu, no wonder!" "This is a man who once killed the immortal Zuli, but can break Wanli! The road of eternal life can break all the laws in the world! Just a sword light fell on the ten realms, and in an instant, the ten realms were broken. In all the ancestral realm, the world Master's incredible eyes, the body of Xiaozu, from top to bottom, has a light sword mark. A sword is just a sword. Xiaozu, known as the first ancestor of luanhei Tianzun, has fallen. The original world in his body, including his blood and supernatural powers, and even the world he cultivated, had not displayed all sorts of mysteries, so he was cut into nothingness by Qin Xuan's incomparable sword. "You..." All people can't help but be silly. A person who can compete with the existence of the ninth realm with his ancestral realm falls like this? Too fast, too incredible. Qin Xuan's eyes are calm. He holds the sword and looks at the same one with furious eyes. This sword is too fast, he is to want to save also powerless, more unexpectedly, Xiao Zu so died in Qin Xuan's sword. "Second!" Qin Xuan spat out three words, he looked at the ancient god of heaven, fearless face, also did not have any joy and arrogance. This kind of expression is like trampling on a mole ant at will, which is not enough for Tao, not enough for joy. Before the supreme one opened his mouth, a crack opened again before the crack closed. There is a God who leads the way to the ancestral realm. Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly. He looked at a strange man sleeping on the top of the sacred mountain. Behind the man, there seems to be a pair of butterfly wings. On the butterfly wings, there are thousands of veins, which confuse people's heart and eyes. Looking at it, the spirit could not help trembling, even the source of Qin Xuan's body was palpitating. This is also a ancestral realm, at least the breath. There was silence all around. Someone looked up and hesitated: "is it the magic Protoss?" "I've never seen this man. Can he be better than Xiaozu?" Men open their eyes, a pair of strange veins interwoven eyes, even the pupil did not have, but as if watching Qin Xuan. Under the gaze of eyes, it's like an endless dreamland. Qin Xuan's origin is almost broken in this kind of intertwined illusion. In this man's gaze, Qin Xuan in the hand ten thousand ancient sword slowly loosen. This scene makes many world leaders around happy. The magic Protoss is also a very powerful Protoss in the ancient god heaven. This family is gifted and has no self-cultivation, but its original magic power is directly directed at the spirit. To construct the world with magic, let people fall into it. The existence of each magic Protoss is the existence that the same realm Protoss is unwilling to confront. This clan is so strange that it is hard to recover from the injury of the spirit. Qin Xuan is certainly powerful, but his spirit, even his will, can not compete with the world leader? Qin Xuan's best performance is to let go of the sword. However, the next moment, Qin Xuan's hand is suddenly a grip. In the palm of his hand, an ice blue spear appeared in the world. In the eyes of Qin Ming Dynasty, it was Qingxuan. Even the power of darkness can't help him, let alone a little magic. Compared with time, it is like a drop in the ocean. This person may be powerful, or even kill the Lord of the world, in the ancestral realm, but his opponent is Qin Xuan, an existence that has never been lost after a long time.A creature who has seen the rise and fall of countless times, a state of mind that has gone through trillions of years and still has not perished. God spear in hand, Qin Xuan palm suddenly a shock. This magic spear went straight to the sky and fell into the crack. The peaks of that sacred mountain were all blown up to dust, and one of them was directly destroyed by the spear, leaving no afterglow. God spear into countless ice blue flow back, Qin Xuan holding ten thousand ancient sword, a sword into them. He looked at the sky, as if the emperor was silent. After ten breath, a crack of heaven appeared. This time, Qin Xuan didn't even see his opponent, so he made a sword. A sword light, blazing and unparalleled, rose up against the sky. Even though there were many world leaders around, they had not seen the world leaders in the war. Then they heard the sound of blood and flesh breaking. A living creature from the ancestral realm was directly destroyed in the sword light. Qin Xuan's Wangu sword fell slowly, and he looked at the supreme quietly, more like looking at the Luanhe Tianzun behind the supreme. "Fourth!" Three words, like the greatest ridicule and contempt of the ancient god heaven. One enemy, nine, killed three ancestors in a row. The sword is invincible. Some people's eyes to Qin Xuan are creepy, and so are many world leaders. This is Qin Changqing of the Taoist temple!? Taoist temple, another monster! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
