Chapter 740

The world seems to be calm.

Jun Wushuang is wrapped in a fox, and it will be closed in a year.

Brightly lit, she stood in the Villa and looked at the entire Bing City snow scene.

“This year, it’s boring!”

Since the Azure Emperor Jiuhua First World War, after half a year, the time has passed.

The whole world seems to be like the water, China Martial Dao Circle, the Great Aristocratic Family, the world’s many influences, each busy.

There is no longer a great war, no one has the feat of the top ten Earth Immortal, the arrogance of one enemy.

Jun Wushuang sighed, it seems that the Azure Emperor was missing, and the person who watched the movie felt that there was no fun.

It is this year, she seems to be difficult to raise interest. Since the World War I, Jun Family is almost one-third in the north, and Yang Family, Liu Family will not be enemies with Jun Family, everything is booming. Follow the trend of the times.

……

Jinling, Qin Wende and the couple came back early.

This year they are still in good shape, Jinxiu almost alone ranked the consortium of Top 10 on China’s bright surface, with assets of nearly 100 billion.

Wende Group ……Qin Wende gave up, he comfortably accompanied Old Master Qin, and arranged for his former brothers.

Old Master is getting older, but fortunately there is Shennong medicine pill, Old Master, although it is almost ancient, but it is also disease-free.

Qin Wende seems to be frivolous for the past, father and son for a long time.

Most importantly, Qin Wende doesn’t have much interest in the so-called power. His son is Azure Emperor. It is the so-called Wende Group. It is the Great Aristocratic Family in China who sees him respectfully like seeing Imperial. Like the Government Mansion Mansion Lord, wherever you go, you will be flat.

What’s the fun?

There are times when Qin Wende and Shen Xinsu are still complaining, “What is my son’s Azure Emperor? This makes me feel like the father has failed to the extreme.”

Of course, the response was a skunk of Shen Xinsu, and Qin Wende didn’t care. He was smirked and smirked.

I don’t know if he is really angry or fake!

“Today, smelly brat is not coming back for the New Year?” Qin Wende asked. “He stayed on the broken mountain for half a year. Is it really… Don’t have Monk to avoid it?”

In the words, Qin Wende seems to have some concerns.

“Little Xuan is not the same as you and me. You look at Little Xuan, day and night painingtaking cultivation. If you know the chess ostrich every day like you, you will be happy!” Shen Xinsu is standing on the sidelines of the Spring Festival couplets. .

“Yes, smelly brat is now your baby, don’t say it!” Qin Wende was a little depressed, but soon, his depression was swept away. “Hey, you said that this year, Little Xuan is also twenty-three. Let’s get married at the age of his age!”

“I see that Mo Family’s gimmick…”

Imperial Government Mansion, Su Qiao’er and Ning Ziyang and others gathered together, Ning Ziyang injury resumed, although Shennong Lu Huichun could not cure Jun Wushuang’s Physique, but Ning Ziyang’s injury was not too much trouble.

Su Qiao’er summed up the situation this year, and finally, she sighed heavily.

“The Azure Emperor hasn’t come out yet?”

“No!” Ning Ziyang shook his head. “Jinling’s Grasping Sword Envoy has always been concerned, he should be in cultivation!”

Is a year a year? Su Qiao’er is not happy, hi is that this Azure Emperor is not out of the mountain, China is calm, she does not know how much trouble, the worry is that this Azure Emperor is now invincible, even so difficult painingtaking cultivation, he What are you going to do?

“Forget it, keep on Dragon Pond Mountain. If the Azure Emperor is out, be sure to tell me the first time!”

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Many of China’s influences are immersed in the joy of the year. After all, this is the year of the year, and it is the China Festival.

On Dragon Pond Mountain, Mo Qinglian looked at Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan was still sitting in a closed position, pinching Spirit Arts, a path of Ling Mang flew out of his hands and fell into Shenmu Xuan Ding.

Refining treasure, a full year of refining!

Mo Qinglian is puzzled and shocked. What is Qin Xuan doing?

After all, she had to go back, and I wanted to say goodbye to Qin Xuan. Now she just watched Qin Xuan for a few minutes and sighed quietly.

Under the Shenmu Xuan Ding, the flame is deep.

The Azure Wood already in Qin Xuan Dantian is almost exhausted, but Qin Xuan seems to have never felt the same.

Although he closed his eyes, but in his mind, the scene inside the Shenmu Xuan Ding is not bad reflection.

The original brown-yellow earthen gourd, now grown into a white jade, as the white jade cast.

Not only that, but there is also a sinuous red-red texture, which is immortal and imprinted on the bottom of this gourd.

During this year, Qin Xuan refining the Qiankun stone, blending into the inner part of the coffin, refining the true bones, combining with this earthen spirit, all kinds of precious materials, and even more tempering in the earthen gourd.

Dozens of Treasure, more dazzling, he within the body Azure Wood withered for a hundred times, nearly three hundred days and nights do not stop.

Qin Xuan continued to refining for two days, until that day, Qin Xuan suddenly blinked.

Azure Wood again with the body, he was exhausted, but he smiled.

I saw that Shenmu Xuan Ding, I do not know when there is a crack in the ready, revealing the light of it.

Accompanied by the snapping sound, the Shenmu Xuan Ding was broken.

Nearly three hundred days and nights do not stop, Mo said that this Shenmu Xuan Ding, it is high first Grade, it is also unbearable.

At the time when Shenmu Xuanding was broken, a white glow flew out, and a white scorpion rushed into Heaven and Earth, and Shenguang almost enveloped the entire Dragon Pond Mountain.

Qin Xuan suddenly jumped up and leaped into the air, grabbing the day.

The burning pain came from the palm of his hand, Qin Xuan did not care, but he bit the tongue, the blood in the heart swayed, and spewed a blood glow.

A blood spurted out of Qin Xuan’s mouth and landed on the white scorpion, as if the water was sponge-like and was completely absorbed.

At the same time, Qin Xuan looked shocked, complexion was slightly pale, he used a trace Emperor Sense, one in a billion, into this white.

After the Emperor Sense enters it, it has the feeling of being connected to the white enamel, and the white scorpion is violently trembled, and the light is more and more stunned.

The moment it is contained in the moment when Emperor Sense enters it, I don’t know how many times it expands.

Until it was settled, Qin Xuan figure slowly fell and looked at the white.

“Ink Spirit!” Qin Xuan snorted, and the Bixi Ink Spirit flew out of the Spirit Pond and turned into a white light.

A copy of Bixi’s monumental mountain surface appears on the surface of this white, Vivid and Life like, as if it were alive.

Qin Xuan landed and his mouth curled.

Three hundred days and nights refining treasure, he finally refining this treasure successfully.

Xuanguang 斩 dragon 葫!

The inside of the universe is the same as the gods, but now the space in the mysterious dragon and dragon is the same as Qin Xuan, a trace Emperor Sense.

In the middle of Heaven and Earth,

Can be Star!