Chapter 222

How could he not hear the threat in Qin Huan's words? However, he could not refute the situation now, and even... He had to think hard for Qin Huan. Otherwise, Qin Huan would die when he met the fierce beast in the territory.

He pressed down his inner anger and said with trembling words: "boy, if you don't pass the early days of heaven and earth, even if you learn magic, can you kill the fierce beasts in the world?"

"To tell you the truth, you don't have to fight against the fierce beasts in the Taoist realm to learn magic powers, but those people. If you want to meet the fierce beasts in the Taoist realm, all of them have to join the war, and I have the deception skill you teach. You can walk away as long as you find the right opportunity. But if you want to think, if I want to go, will they be willing? Once they stop, I will fight back, and this counterattack still needs one hit to repel, no Then... I'm afraid... "

Zhuhuang took a deep breath. Although he was only a ghost and didn't need to breathe at all, he didn't know whether it was angry or urgent. He made several deep breaths in succession. I have to say that Qin Huan's words had already been mentioned in his heart.

No one can be sure that he will not meet the fierce beasts in the Taoist realm. Once he meets them... Qin Huan can get away, but others will never let Qin Huan leave. At that time, if Qin Yu doesn't take out his mace and beat them back, he will only be trapped in a bolt, or even die miserably under the fierce beasts in the Taoist realm.

"By the way, all these people are extraordinary. That man has the dead slaves of the Taoist realm, and one has the blood of yin and Yang... By the way, one of them ranked second, the other ranked fourth at the beginning, and the other ranked first and third in Disha, so... I guess you'll be right this time." Qin Huan hesitated to chase the wasteland and added another piece of strong material.

Aren't you the first devil in the wilderness? I don't believe you didn't press the bottom of the box.

Qin Huan didn't speak for a long time. He waited quietly. The longer he was silent, the more he cared.

Qin Huan was silent for several days. Qin Huan simply took out the broadsword and began to study it.

On the third day, Zhuhuang suddenly said, "boy, I can teach you a quick magic power, but whether you can learn depends on your nature."

Qin Huan was shocked. His broadsword almost fell to the ground. Did he become a magic power? At the beginning, Qin Huan watched and read numerous ancient books in tianqizong library. He didn't hear any magic power that could be quickly completed. If it could be quickly completed, it would be called magic power?

"What's the price?" Qin Huan asked. I'm afraid the magic power that can be achieved quickly must pay a price.

He said, "there's no price." but he said in his heart, you don't need to know the price. Anyway, you won't live long. So in case Qin Huan doesn't learn the price, he just fooled him.

"Oh, what kind of magic power are you talking about?" Qin Huan was curious.

"You don't need to know what magic power. If you want to learn, kneel down now!" Zhuhuang Qingleng said.

"Kneel? Are you kidding me?" Qin Huan said sharply without emotion.

In fact, Zhuhuang wanted to kneel out of his heart, but he didn't expect Qin Huan to react like this. Immediately, he said, "at least you should kneel on one knee."

"What's the magic power first!" Qin Huan snorted coldly. He didn't know what the hell was going on.

"Boy, do you want to learn? Even if you don't, you're not afraid of death. Am I afraid of death?" Zhuhuang Leng shouted.

Qin Huan hesitated for a long time, stood up slowly, knelt on one knee, and chased the waste and said, "hold your blood essence in your right hand and write the word" soul "on the palm of your left hand. Remember, read to me while writing. You can't finish writing until you finish reading. Read to me!"

Qin Huan did it.

"Take charge of the way of heaven and earth, serve the soul of heaven and earth... Light the lamp of heaven and earth with my soul!"

Qin Huan was shocked. He vaguely felt that what he wanted to teach himself was some unknown secret Xin. Immediately, he said, "take charge of heaven and earth... Light the lamp of heaven and earth with my soul." after that, the word "soul" written with blood essence in the palm of his left hand just ended.

At that moment, Qin Huan felt the space humming inexplicably, and a sense of ancient times rushed into his head, and there seemed to be something more and less in his spirit.

"Chasing the wasteland, what is this?" Qin Huan asked sternly with a bad feeling in his heart.

"Did you feel it? Did you succeed?" Zhuhuang did not answer, but asked in surprise.

Qin Huan took a deep breath, and the sense of antiquity became stronger and stronger. Qin Huan only felt as if he had become a mole ant, in a trance, facing the whole world

It seemed that there was something mysterious in the meaning of ancient times. Qin Huan rushed into his mind. Qin Huan seemed to have a clear understanding and sat down quickly.

"Really? So fast? Is this boy's understanding terrible?" Zhuhuang was surprised. Qin Huan had to be careful because of his situation. Therefore, only by thinking about it, could Qin Huan learn a magic power in a short time. What he never thought was that Qin Huan really succeeded, and the speed was faster than he imagined, You know, it took him a quarter of an hour to realize it!

"This boy, I don't know what kind of power he will get!" Zhuhuang said to himself. He didn't know that what he did today would make him regret all his life. Even... When he thought about what happened today, he would like to cross the river of years to stop what he did today.

No one knows.

At the same time, in an unknown place, an old and dilapidated palace that does not know how long it has existed. Although the palace is dilapidated and the main hall is wet and dark, it can be vaguely seen from the huge dragon columns located everywhere in the main hall how magnificent the main hall used to be.

At the end of the dilapidated and mysterious hall, there is a black stone table with 81 oil lamps. Surprisingly, the hall does not know how long it will exist, but there are still many oil lamps on the stone table, which are still bright and the flame is beating, which makes the dim hall a little more bright and warm.

The flames of oil lamps are different. Some are bright like stars, some are colorful, and others are erratic. It seems that each oil lamp contains some secret.

At the end of Qin Huan's "soul", a gray flame appeared on the 81st oil lamp on the stone table.

"The number of ninety-nine, the soul lamp has been burned... My God's decree is accurate!" a voice of vicissitudes sounded from nowhere, echoing in the dilapidated hall.

At the same time, in all walks of life, some people seem to feel something. They look up at the sky one after another. Their eyes show an almost crazy heat. It seems that... Something has touched their hearts that have been precipitated for countless years.

"How could it be!" the man standing on the dust fingerprints murmured to himself####