Chapter 3626: 3626
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What is death, when the world, there are still traces of you, but you can only enter a piece of earth, do not participate.
Eyes are full of darkness, the boundless loneliness, desolation, and even all kinds of memories, like a knife, tearing you.
How many times has Qin Xuan missed death before? He thought that in the face of this absolute dark power, with his mood and strength, there should be no big problem.
But at this moment, he realized the difference.
All the feelings of his body made him feel that it was not an illusion, but that he fell into real death.
Even in his mind, a lot of memories constantly shuttle in front of him.
It's not just the memory, it's also a mess, like nightmares.
As he had been through those disasters, reappeared in front of him again.
However, this time, he has never gone through those calamities, nor has he gone through them.
Yes, only the pressure step by step is suffocating and powerless.
Different from being in the river of time, this time, he is shuttling his own time.
From back to China, to now, the pain that once tore his heart and lungs, the scenes that made him angry, reappeared in front of him.
Even so, Qin Xuan didn't get lost. He also knew that all these things were illusory and didn't really happen. But that kind of emotion was influencing him.
Because these emotions belong to him.
Even, he saw the death of Jun Wushuang and others, saw Qin Hao, saw Qin Qinglan.
Chen Zixiao, the ancestor of all things, the God of purgatory
Anger, sadness, reluctance, sadness Countless emotions, like a knife, pierce into Qin Xuan's heart.
More that endless loneliness and desolation, he can only be a spectator, had to be a spectator.
Even if he tried his best, he couldn't move a finger.
In the memory of such a knife, let qinxuan feel this absolute dark dirty power terrible, qinxuan but see the future.
In this future, he did not wake up, but really died under the monument.
Xia Zu occupied his body, but Qin Changqing disappeared forever.
In nine days and ten places, huangxie never waited for anyone to come back again.
Five hundred years later, Shinto burst into a rage and led the Shinto army into luogutian.
Immortal city, like ant colony, decays in the scorn and sneer of prison.
He seemed to see the scenes he saw in the graveyard. His former friends died one by one. He could only watch them because he was dead.
In front of him, the people he attached the most importance to turned their resentment into the dust of these nine days and ten places.
But Qin Changqing is no longer the Savior of immortal city, but the culprit of the destruction of immortal city.
Immortal city stands for him and perishes for him.
Qin Xuan looked at this scene, his heart, more than a sword, such as the doom.
Even Qin Xuan felt a kind of suffocation. Even though he was still clear, he knew that everything was false and illusory, but he was very sad.
The state of mind is still, motionless as a mountain, but the feeling of death and powerlessness in his heart makes Qin Xuan struggle in infernal hell.
No silence, no peace.
"I once died. I was robbed by an immortal. I went into the river of time."
"But that's a gamble. In a flash, I'll open my eyes and go back to high school."
"Now, it's more like real death."
Qin Xuan thought to himself that the scene in front of him could not make him degenerate completely.
However, the suffocation is real.
What he sees now is all his conjecture, and his conjecture of Qin Changqing is also conjecture and fact.
It is possible that xiazu will give up his body and take his place.
Who can stop the God of purgatory from entering luogutian!?
Without him, Qin Changqing, white Emperor or Yao emperor, which ancient emperor would care about the scene of longevity? Not to mention, if you want to be the enemy of Shinto, it's a real giant, only under the immortal way.
Xu Shan and Lang Tian are weak in strength, and they have to plan for themselves.
If Qin Changqing died, all the things in front of him are not just his conjecture.
But reality, a reality that is almost destined to happen after Qin Changqing's death.
Many details may be different, but the result will not change.
Inside the cemetery, he saw his own grave.
Qin Xuan in this heavy memory, thought of the world ups and downs.
He saw too much, hallucination!? No, if he does die, these will become true.
And he is the real weakness.
……
In the ancient world, the human race, the holy imperial city.”The peerless dragon broke through the cage and destroyed the holy Imperial City, making the whole holy Imperial City in ruins.
Outside the city of the holy emperor, it was a mess.
Fortunately, with the ancient artifact and seal of the holy emperor, the holy emperor of the human race killed the dragon and killed the existence of the archaic level, which is famous in the archaic continent "
in one of the Terran pubs, someone was knocking on the table with a sunken wood in his hand.
He is talking about the great event that happened in the holy Imperial City, which shocked the eight regions of the Archaean continent, the spider of Tianmo mountain, the true ancient Buddha, the immortal Lord of taixuan, the immortal Lord of Changsheng, and so on. The existence that stood at the peak of the whole Archaean continent all came in person.
The whole Archaean continent is also full of excitement, but now it has been a long time, and most of the living beings have not cared about it. Only some people use it to make a living.
In this tavern, a man suddenly dropped a few Terran coins, which are similar to some kind of jade, square and jingling on the table.
"How long ago did this happen?"
I saw a woman carrying wine gourd, with drunk asked.
"Thank you very much, my Lord!"
"Twenty seven years ago! "
the narrator looked at the woman with surprise.
"Twenty seven years ago, there was an archaic existence The woman murmured, she looked at the man again, "about this matter, you say more, if there is something I want to know, it will not be less of your benefits."
"Well, my Lord, listen to me!"
After a long time, the woman walked out of the pub.
He walked out of the city quickly, threw away a few people who were spying secretly, and then rose into the air.
One thousand and one hundred miles to the south, in a mountain, the woman slowly fell.
There are ripples in the sky and the earth, in which women enter and disappear.
In this world, Luo Yan looked at the unintentional and tianblind, "twenty seven years ago, an archaic level was born in the holy imperial city of the human race. The archaic level should be equivalent to the ancient emperor."
"Qin Changqing, that guy, won't really participate in it?"
Luo Yan's face is a little worried. He squats with his knees in his arms and carves wooden figures with his carving knife.
"It's the last place where the people of changmuqing disappear."
"Tianmang inquired that there was a man who was similar to Qin Changqing and met with the emperor of the human race."
"Before the calamity of the ancient dragon, Qin Changqing entered the holy palace, but never came out again."
"My wooden man can explore the vitality of the holder, and the last message left by the wooden man, he..."
There was a trace of sadness on his face.
"It should have fallen!"
Qin Changqing, the first ancestor of nine days and ten places, is not afraid of heaven and earth. He often talks wildly
Die!
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What is death, when the world, there are still traces of you, but you can only enter a piece of earth, do not participate.
Eyes are full of darkness, the boundless loneliness, desolation, and even all kinds of memories, like a knife, tearing you.
How many times has Qin Xuan missed death before? He thought that in the face of this absolute dark power, with his mood and strength, there should be no big problem.
But at this moment, he realized the difference.
All the feelings of his body made him feel that it was not an illusion, but that he fell into real death.
Even in his mind, a lot of memories constantly shuttle in front of him.
It's not just the memory, it's also a mess, like nightmares.
As he had been through those disasters, reappeared in front of him again.
However, this time, he has never gone through those calamities, nor has he gone through them.
Yes, only the pressure step by step is suffocating and powerless.
Different from being in the river of time, this time, he is shuttling his own time.
From back to China, to now, the pain that once tore his heart and lungs, the scenes that made him angry, reappeared in front of him.
Even so, Qin Xuan didn't get lost. He also knew that all these things were illusory and didn't really happen. But that kind of emotion was influencing him.
Because these emotions belong to him.
Even, he saw the death of Jun Wushuang and others, saw Qin Hao, saw Qin Qinglan.
Chen Zixiao, the ancestor of all things, the God of purgatory
Anger, sadness, reluctance, sadness Countless emotions, like a knife, pierce into Qin Xuan's heart.
More that endless loneliness and desolation, he can only be a spectator, had to be a spectator.
Even if he tried his best, he couldn't move a finger.
In the memory of such a knife, let qinxuan feel this absolute dark dirty power terrible, qinxuan but see the future.
In this future, he did not wake up, but really died under the monument.
Xia Zu occupied his body, but Qin Changqing disappeared forever.
In nine days and ten places, huangxie never waited for anyone to come back again.
Five hundred years later, Shinto burst into a rage and led the Shinto army into luogutian.
Immortal city, like ant colony, decays in the scorn and sneer of prison.
He seemed to see the scenes he saw in the graveyard. His former friends died one by one. He could only watch them because he was dead.
In front of him, the people he attached the most importance to turned their resentment into the dust of these nine days and ten places.
But Qin Changqing is no longer the Savior of immortal city, but the culprit of the destruction of immortal city.
Immortal city stands for him and perishes for him.
Qin Xuan looked at this scene, his heart, more than a sword, such as the doom.
Even Qin Xuan felt a kind of suffocation. Even though he was still clear, he knew that everything was false and illusory, but he was very sad.
The state of mind is still, motionless as a mountain, but the feeling of death and powerlessness in his heart makes Qin Xuan struggle in infernal hell.
No silence, no peace.
"I once died. I was robbed by an immortal. I went into the river of time."
"But that's a gamble. In a flash, I'll open my eyes and go back to high school."
"Now, it's more like real death."
Qin Xuan thought to himself that the scene in front of him could not make him degenerate completely.
However, the suffocation is real.
What he sees now is all his conjecture, and his conjecture of Qin Changqing is also conjecture and fact.
It is possible that xiazu will give up his body and take his place.
Who can stop the God of purgatory from entering luogutian!?
Without him, Qin Changqing, white Emperor or Yao emperor, which ancient emperor would care about the scene of longevity? Not to mention, if you want to be the enemy of Shinto, it's a real giant, only under the immortal way.
Xu Shan and Lang Tian are weak in strength, and they have to plan for themselves.
If Qin Changqing died, all the things in front of him are not just his conjecture.
But reality, a reality that is almost destined to happen after Qin Changqing's death.
Many details may be different, but the result will not change.
Inside the cemetery, he saw his own grave.
Qin Xuan in this heavy memory, thought of the world ups and downs.
He saw too much, hallucination!? No, if he does die, these will become true.
And he is the real weakness.
……
In the ancient world, the human race, the holy imperial city.”The peerless dragon broke through the cage and destroyed the holy Imperial City, making the whole holy Imperial City in ruins.
Outside the city of the holy emperor, it was a mess.
Fortunately, with the ancient artifact and seal of the holy emperor, the holy emperor of the human race killed the dragon and killed the existence of the archaic level, which is famous in the archaic continent "
in one of the Terran pubs, someone was knocking on the table with a sunken wood in his hand.
He is talking about the great event that happened in the holy Imperial City, which shocked the eight regions of the Archaean continent, the spider of Tianmo mountain, the true ancient Buddha, the immortal Lord of taixuan, the immortal Lord of Changsheng, and so on. The existence that stood at the peak of the whole Archaean continent all came in person.
The whole Archaean continent is also full of excitement, but now it has been a long time, and most of the living beings have not cared about it. Only some people use it to make a living.
In this tavern, a man suddenly dropped a few Terran coins, which are similar to some kind of jade, square and jingling on the table.
"How long ago did this happen?"
I saw a woman carrying wine gourd, with drunk asked.
"Thank you very much, my Lord!"
"Twenty seven years ago! "
the narrator looked at the woman with surprise.
"Twenty seven years ago, there was an archaic existence The woman murmured, she looked at the man again, "about this matter, you say more, if there is something I want to know, it will not be less of your benefits."
"Well, my Lord, listen to me!"
After a long time, the woman walked out of the pub.
He walked out of the city quickly, threw away a few people who were spying secretly, and then rose into the air.
One thousand and one hundred miles to the south, in a mountain, the woman slowly fell.
There are ripples in the sky and the earth, in which women enter and disappear.
In this world, Luo Yan looked at the unintentional and tianblind, "twenty seven years ago, an archaic level was born in the holy imperial city of the human race. The archaic level should be equivalent to the ancient emperor."
"Qin Changqing, that guy, won't really participate in it?"
Luo Yan's face is a little worried. He squats with his knees in his arms and carves wooden figures with his carving knife.
"It's the last place where the people of changmuqing disappear."
"Tianmang inquired that there was a man who was similar to Qin Changqing and met with the emperor of the human race."
"Before the calamity of the ancient dragon, Qin Changqing entered the holy palace, but never came out again."
"My wooden man can explore the vitality of the holder, and the last message left by the wooden man, he..."
There was a trace of sadness on his face.
"It should have fallen!"
Qin Changqing, the first ancestor of nine days and ten places, is not afraid of heaven and earth. He often talks wildly
Die!
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What is death, when the world, there are still traces of you, but you can only enter a piece of earth, do not participate. Eyes are full of darkness, the boundless loneliness, desolation, and even all kinds of memories, like a knife, tearing you. How many times has Qin Xuan missed death before? He thought that in the face of this absolute dark power, with his mood and strength, there should be no big problem. But at this moment, he realized the difference. All the feelings of his body made him feel that it was not an illusion, but that he fell into real death. Even in his mind, a lot of memories constantly shuttle in front of him. It's not just the memory, it's also a mess, like nightmares. As he had been through those disasters, reappeared in front of him again. However, this time, he has never gone through those calamities, nor has he gone through them. Yes, only the pressure step by step is suffocating and powerless. Different from being in the river of time, this time, he is shuttling his own time. From back to China, to now, the pain that once tore his heart and lungs, the scenes that made him angry, reappeared in front of him. Even so, Qin Xuan didn't get lost. He also knew that all these things were illusory and didn't really happen. But that kind of emotion was influencing him. Because these emotions belong to him. Even, he saw the death of Jun Wushuang and others, saw Qin Hao, saw Qin Qinglan. Chen Zixiao, the ancestor of all things, the God of purgatory Anger, sadness, reluctance, sadness Countless emotions, like a knife, pierce into Qin Xuan's heart. More that endless loneliness and desolation, he can only be a spectator, had to be a spectator. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't move a finger. In the memory of such a knife, let qinxuan feel this absolute dark dirty power terrible, qinxuan but see the future. In this future, he did not wake up, but really died under the monument. Xia Zu occupied his body, but Qin Changqing disappeared forever. In nine days and ten places, huangxie never waited for anyone to come back again. Five hundred years later, Shinto burst into a rage and led the Shinto army into luogutian. Immortal city, like ant colony, decays in the scorn and sneer of prison. He seemed to see the scenes he saw in the graveyard. His former friends died one by one. He could only watch them because he was dead. In front of him, the people he attached the most importance to turned their resentment into the dust of these nine days and ten places. But Qin Changqing is no longer the Savior of immortal city, but the culprit of the destruction of immortal city. Immortal city stands for him and perishes for him. Qin Xuan looked at this scene, his heart, more than a sword, such as the doom. Even Qin Xuan felt a kind of suffocation. Even though he was still clear, he knew that everything was false and illusory, but he was very sad. The state of mind is still, motionless as a mountain, but the feeling of death and powerlessness in his heart makes Qin Xuan struggle in infernal hell. No silence, no peace. "I once died. I was robbed by an immortal. I went into the river of time." "But that's a gamble. In a flash, I'll open my eyes and go back to high school." "Now, it's more like real death." Qin Xuan thought to himself that the scene in front of him could not make him degenerate completely. However, the suffocation is real. What he sees now is all his conjecture, and his conjecture of Qin Changqing is also conjecture and fact. It is possible that xiazu will give up his body and take his place. Who can stop the God of purgatory from entering luogutian!? Without him, Qin Changqing, white Emperor or Yao emperor, which ancient emperor would care about the scene of longevity? Not to mention, if you want to be the enemy of Shinto, it's a real giant, only under the immortal way. Xu Shan and Lang Tian are weak in strength, and they have to plan for themselves. If Qin Changqing died, all the things in front of him are not just his conjecture. But reality, a reality that is almost destined to happen after Qin Changqing's death. Many details may be different, but the result will not change. Inside the cemetery, he saw his own grave. Qin Xuan in this heavy memory, thought of the world ups and downs. He saw too much, hallucination!? No, if he does die, these will become true. And he is the real weakness. In the ancient world, the human race, the holy imperial city.The peerless dragon broke through the cage and destroyed the holy Imperial City, making the whole holy Imperial City in ruins. Outside the city of the holy emperor, it was a mess. Fortunately, with the ancient artifact and seal of the holy emperor, the holy emperor of the human race killed the dragon and killed the existence of the archaic level, which is famous in the archaic continent "in one of the Terran pubs, someone was knocking on the table with a sunken wood in his hand. He is talking about the great event that happened in the holy Imperial City, which shocked the eight regions of the Archaean continent, the spider of Tianmo mountain, the true ancient Buddha, the immortal Lord of taixuan, the immortal Lord of Changsheng, and so on. The existence that stood at the peak of the whole Archaean continent all came in person. The whole Archaean continent is also full of excitement, but now it has been a long time, and most of the living beings have not cared about it. Only some people use it to make a living. In this tavern, a man suddenly dropped a few Terran coins, which are similar to some kind of jade, square and jingling on the table. "How long ago did this happen?" I saw a woman carrying wine gourd, with drunk asked. "Thank you very much, my Lord!" "Twenty seven years ago! "the narrator looked at the woman with surprise. "Twenty seven years ago, there was an archaic existence The woman murmured, she looked at the man again, "about this matter, you say more, if there is something I want to know, it will not be less of your benefits." "Well, my Lord, listen to me!" After a long time, the woman walked out of the pub. He walked out of the city quickly, threw away a few people who were spying secretly, and then rose into the air. One thousand and one hundred miles to the south, in a mountain, the woman slowly fell. There are ripples in the sky and the earth, in which women enter and disappear. In this world, Luo Yan looked at the unintentional and tianblind, "twenty seven years ago, an archaic level was born in the holy imperial city of the human race. The archaic level should be equivalent to the ancient emperor." "Qin Changqing, that guy, won't really participate in it?" Luo Yan's face is a little worried. He squats with his knees in his arms and carves wooden figures with his carving knife. "It's the last place where the people of changmuqing disappear." "Tianmang inquired that there was a man who was similar to Qin Changqing and met with the emperor of the human race." "Before the calamity of the ancient dragon, Qin Changqing entered the holy palace, but never came out again." "My wooden man can explore the vitality of the holder, and the last message left by the wooden man, he..." There was a trace of sadness on his face. "It should have fallen!" Qin Changqing, the first ancestor of nine days and ten places, is not afraid of heaven and earth. He often talks wildly Die! www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
