Chapter 1210

A golden halo.

Qinchuan himself was a little surprised to see the Golden Dragon vine. It has changed and become too many. Qinchuan doesn't know how strong the Golden Dragon vine is now, but the eighth Prince is a semi saint. Although it is the weakest semi saint, it is also a semi saint.

But now, Qin Chuan can kill him with his own golden dragon vine.

This is the difference between Golden Dragon vine and before.

The previous Golden Dragon vine can't entangle each other. Even if it is entangled, it's useless. It even traps each other, but now it can be hanged directly.

"Small skill, think this can trap me?" the eighth Prince sneered and stood in the middle of the Golden Dragon vine.

Now the Golden Dragon vine just surrounds each other. The golden vine like a golden knife glitters with cold light, but it is nothing in the eyes of semi saint, so the current eighth Prince doesn't pay attention at all.

Qin Chuan doesn't want to say a word with the eighth Prince now. It's not pleasant for such goods to scold him.

Qin Chuan, who always felt that he had no opponent, felt that his mouth was powerful and useless for the first time. He felt that he lost his share when scolding him.

"Open it for me!" the eighth Prince roared, and then cut it out with one palm.

With a flash of silver light, he stood on the Golden Dragon vine.

Bang!

The Golden Dragon vine didn't move. Qin Chuan looked at the eight prince with a sneer. He looked at his clothes like a fool. When dealing with this kind of person, don't say he is a fool, because he can't feel it. Let him feel that he is a fool.

Now Qinchuan's eyes have played a role.

The eighth prince was crazy when he saw Qin Chuan's eyes. What's that? He looked like a fool and was full of disdain and disdain

In short, the eyes were crazy and almost crazy.

The eight prince who didn't believe in evil took out the ice blade, a snow-white sword, and then frantically cut off the Golden Dragon vine.

Dangdang

The loud metal sound sounded, but it did not cut open, but left a faint mark on the Golden Dragon vine.

This frightened the eighth prince. Although his weapon is not a magic weapon, it is also a good weapon. It is also a top-grade and best weapon at this stage, but now he can only leave a sword mark on the plants used by the other party's war skills

He didn't know that this was no longer as simple as war skills. After all, Qinchuan realized that there was a real golden dragon vine in the sea, which was moistened by the river of consciousness, and the growth of dragon nine and dragon spirit. Now the way of life of all things has reached an amazing level, and the power and attainments of Golden Dragon vine have reached a terrible level.

Qinchuan slowly gathered the Golden Dragon vine.

The Golden Dragon vine tightened slowly. Looking at the cold and hard to hurt vine, he panicked. Although his flesh and blood body was also very strong, he didn't have this confidence.

The eighth Prince madly attacked the Golden Dragon vine.

But the Golden Dragon rattan was dense, layer by layer, and then began to bind. Soon the eighth prince was unable to receive the pieces directly. The cold, bone chilling Golden Dragon rattan met the eighth Prince and immediately made him pee.

He didn't want to die, but now he could feel the horror of the Golden Dragon vine.

Brush!

Poof

The eighth prince screamed loudly, and the whole man was directly entangled. He didn't move. His skin was broken, and even the lifeblood below was almost cut off.

This time, his face turned pale and he was so frightened that he was incontinent.

"Spare your life, spare your life, you are my brother, dear brother. I will listen to you and spare me." the eighth Prince trembled and said loudly.

Qin Chuan looked at him with a sneer, still disdainful eyes.

"If the light dust doesn't kill life, you won't have life at all. Remember, next time, whether you send others or come by yourself, as long as I meet you, as long as I have reason to find you, Congratulations, I won't kill you, but I'll let you know what life is better than death." Qin Chuan said faintly.

"Yes, yes, I know. I don't dare anymore. Don't worry, brother. If you need anything, just tell me..."

The eighth prince was directly frightened. At that moment, he could give up anything, not to mention a vague and nihilistic Brahma light dust. Even his own women and children could give up. At that moment, he really realized the taste of death.

Qinchuan put away the Golden Dragon vine.

The eighth prince took out a bottle of medicine powder and poured it on him.

"Elder brother, what can I do for you?" the eighth prince said greedily as if he had changed his face.

"Stay away from me and take your people with you while I'm in a good mood," Qin Chuan said.

"OK, brother, I'll go." the eighth Prince left quickly with people.

As if I hadn't been here.

He also wants to leave quickly. One is that he doesn't want to see Qinchuan again. The other is that his crotch stinks. He wants to find a place to clean it up.

It's a shame to lose home. I haven't lost so many people.

But he really didn't dare to make trouble with Qinchuan, at least not recently. He couldn't afford the idea for a short time.

He was directly frightened by Qin Chuan. Fear of death is his nature. How many people are really afraid of death? How many normal people can have?

The eighth Prince and others left. Qinchuan felt much more quiet and comfortable.

The wind is not small, but it is not big. It blows the light dust, the hair is flying, and the clothes are floating. There is an unspeakable feeling at that moment.

Qin Chuan looked at fan Qingchen and felt a little touched for a moment. He felt like wandering in the Jianghu and children in the Jianghu.

Wandering all over the world, where is home.

Fan Qingchen turned back slightly and looked at Qinchuan. Seeing Qinchuan's look, he was stunned: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing, just suddenly sentimental." Qin Chuan looked at her with a bitter smile.

Pooh!

"Do you want to do that?" fan Qingchen smiled.

"Yes, sometimes I suddenly think of many people, even former enemies." Qin Chuan said with a bitter smile.

"Don't think too much, don't think about anything." fan Qingchen gently hugged him.

She knew that Qin Chuan's Taoist heart would be very unstable at this time.

Qin Chuan was moved. This woman has two eyes. What should she see.

The discomfort in Qin Chuan's heart is also slowly fading.