Chapter 1003

The south gate of the ruined city was fully yet graceful for a long time.

The cloud looked at the True Monarch head of the four to die with a remaining grievance. After a long time, it was sucked in a breath of cold air.

“Changqing Senior Brother, really monstrous talent!” He took a deep breath, this is the Senior Brother, but now it is convincing.

He still remembers that Qin Xuan’s introductory assessment was indifferent, and now it is only a long time, even Nascent Soul, proud of True Monarch.

Two swords killing the 14th True Monarch, it is his stream, can it be like this?

Even if the flow cloud is only meager, it will enter the Void Return, and he is also impressed.

The most important thing is that Qin Xuan is only Spirit Transformation Realm, only a hundred years.

Flowing clouds can imagine how shocking the entire Northern Wilderness will be, and Spirit Transformation Realm will kill the fourteen True Monarch, too horrible.

At the gate of the city, Feng Baozhen was fascinated.

He suddenly felt that the previous alliance with Qin Xuan was the most cost-effective deal in his life.

At the same time, it is also the most risky.

The ruins of Xianhuang, Qin Xuan If he is dedicated, his Feng Bao is naturally helpless, but if he borrows from the alliance to harm him Feng Bao, how should Feng Bao be…

It took less than a decade to open the ruins of Xianhuang, and Qin Xuan grew from a Golden Core to an exclusive of True Monarch in just one year.

How far can this Heavenly Cloud Sect Chief Discipe be horrible in a decade?

Feng Bao did not dare to think, as if Qin Xuan’s indifferent background is like a whirlpool of deep and unmeasurable, no one has ever seen what is hidden.

There are many cultivators in the entire Forbidden City, and they are speechless. The former Qin Xuan arrogant, who is not a real name, has closed his mouth at this moment, and his eyes are also terrified.

Some people also have a killing intent in their eyes, which is Void Return, and disappears quietly in the South Gate.

There are too many secrets in Qin Xuan. They are greedy in their hearts. If they can get the essence of Qin Xuan, the strength is doubled.

“Before Monk is unscrupulous, one palm hits the seven True Monarch!”

“Now there is Heavenly Cloud Sect chief, two swords killing the 14th True Monarch!”

Someone sighed, as if in this calm northern desert, smelling a trace of wind and clouds, “I don’t know what monstrous talent should be in the future!”

……

Inside Desolate Earth, Qin Xuan has a calm eye, and several of his princes, Primordial Spirit, lock it.

Qin Xuan pupil light shocked, suddenly, his seven faint tremors, his head humming, Emperor Sense out a trace, broken all Primordial Spirit, he stepped directly, turned into a change of unscrupulous appearance, stepping into the air.

After ten years of interest, Qin Xuan’s place, a figure emerged, and a middle-aged Daojun with a white hair was gloomy.

“A good Heavenly Cloud Sect Chief Disciple can break my Primordial Spirit lock!” His voice was slow, and the light was swept away in several shadows hidden in the void, coldly snorted, and turned back.

Later, several Grand Dao jun searched for a radius of ten million miles, but ended up being disappointed and angry.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away, Qin Xuan walked in large steps, and the void was flat.

Middle-earth, close to the North Wilderness and 10 Million.

It is at the speed of Qin Xuan today, and it takes about a week to reach.

After leaving the Primordial Spirit, Qin Xuan will walk around and look at the many wild gods and cities in the north.

Nearly every hour, there was a big city falling into his eyes. Among them, there were cultivators and cultivators.

There are cultivators who noticed Qin Xuan. After all, the Buddha’s Disciple in the Northern Wilderness is scarce, and many people are surprised.

Even those who have a wide range of friends, want to talk with Qin Xuan, but eventually by the speed of Qin Xuan, dumbstruck.

Qin Xuan seems to be slow at each step, but it doesn’t know how far it is, as if it were Shrink the Ground to an Inch.

In Desolate Earth 10 Million, the night shop Star, Starlight pours and falls on Qin Xuan.

In the distance, Qin Xuan looked far away, and a huge plain appeared in the eyes of Qin Xuan. The closer it was to Middle-earth, the more green it was, and the Desolate Earth was no longer visible, revealing life force.

There are millions of miles in front of the plains. It is the barrier of the northern and middle soils. At the end of the plains, this is the foothills and giants.

The middle of the plain, the wilderness of the mountain range!

Qin Xuan stopped in the air, and there were rare people in the plains. Among them, there were wolves in the vagueness, and there were tigers and snoring sounds. There were also many green scorpions hidden in the wild grasses with one person high, crouching, choosing People are consuming.

Here the plain is ready to stay away from the northern countries and is the habitat of the wilderness.

There is no shortage of Monster Beast, wild beast, inhabiting the plains and the mountain range.

The demon has Spiritual Wisdom. Unlike the wild beast, Qin Xuan’s eyes fall on the plains and look to the wildmount range.

Among the wilderness mountain range, there are many horrible Monster Beasts, among which there are three great monster family influences.

The demon temple, the beast Imperial Palace, the mountain sea pavilion.

Among the three Great Influences, they are all Dao Fusion great monster oversee, hidden in the wild mountain range.

Crossing this wild mountain range, it is Middle-earth.

Qin Xuan looked at him and stepped again.

Million miles of plains, large wild mountain range, for ordinary cultivator is also a crisis, demon are also not good, often have great monster kill cultivator, swallowing flesh and blood, but the wild mountain range is complex, the Monster Beast is numerous, there are three Great Influence oversee, Even with the Disciple annihilation, the Human Race in the Middle Kingdom and the Northern Wilderness is not good for revenge.

Most importantly, these three Great Influences are inextricably linked to the Monster Race’s five Galaxy and Seventeen Star Fields.

In the history of the ink cloud star, there was a supreme thought that make a move destroyed the three great monster family influences, but in the end it attracted several Monster Race Supreme of Monster Race Star Field, and entered the ink cloud star, killing the supreme and shocking. Five domains.

Qin Xuan stepped on the plain, suddenly, there is a golden crown white feather eagle eye with killing intent, rushed to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan holds the Buddha’s ceremony and looks calm. “Is the eagle demon in Nascent Soul, dare to make a move to me?”

His palms slowly slid out, and the big floats were handed out. For a moment, the golden crown white feather eagle was destroyed into a blood mist, and Yu Xuan took his Monster Core into his hands and swallowed it directly.

Such a ferocious move directly retreats the group of demon wild spirits.

The demon spirit and the Essence Qi are mixed, but under the Eternal Evergreen decision, these bursting demon and Essence Qi are as easily refining as the docile sheep, feeding back Qin Xuan’s Source.

Qin Xuan’s Eternal Evergreen Body was hit hard and it took time to recover. Even though it was the entrance to the Monster Core, it was difficult to make up for the little bit. The golden lotus in the heart was still warm and still graceful.

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, and the nirvana method of survival and his display was too overbearing. It was almost impossible for him to move the Eternal Evergreen Body within five years.

He continued to step, just as Qin Xuan was about to reach the huge mountain range, suddenly, there was a treasure glow in front of him, and there was more shouting, roaring, and fighting.

Qin Xuan’s eyes are calm and still go straight, and he does not retreat.

Until Qin Xuan approached, he saw the two sides killed.

A Breguet, with a flag swaying, the dragon head of the dragon on the flag, the other side is black clothed, with a copper iron mask on the surface, black as ink.

“Royal Family in the Middle Kingdom of China and the Ink House?” Qin Xuan recognized it at a glance, and did not take it for granted. He went straight into the battlefield.