Chapter 1037

Millions of cultivators come out, there are millions of Changhong around the Yuguanguan, and the figure goes in all directions.

These wonders make me wonder how many cultivators are in mind.

Within the Haoyuan House, Qin Xuan also stepped out.

“High Monk is going to leave?” Qiao’er looked at Qin Xuan and said, “Can High Monk tell Qiao’er, where is High Monk going, Qiao’er is good with Princess!”

She looked at Qin Xuan pitifully, and Ye Youyi was ready to return to the National Capital of Dashen, preparing for the sacred story of Saintess.

Qin Xuan has never been difficult, Qiao’er, indifferently said: “I will enter the Middle Kingdom, you can tell Ye Benefactor!”

Qiao’er sighed in relief, quickly said: “Thank you High Monk!”

Qin Xuan smiled softly. He looked at the many shadows in the distance. After the foot stepped on, he disappeared and disappeared, leaving all the cultivators who were watching him behind.

The demon gate is exported, and the treasure is empty.

This is a glass enamel, in the moonlight, smashed to the extreme.

Many cultivators look at this treasure, and there are envy in their eyes.

This is the seven-color glazed enamel of the sacred sacred palace, which is a five-piece great treasure, looking at the ink cloud star, and there is no one of the five-product car Magical Treasure can compare with it.

This seven-coloured glass squats, covered with ten heavy arrays, enough to withstand the siege of the digital Daojun, is the powerful ex-existence of the Initial Entry Dao Fusion, and it is difficult to break the seven-coloured glass enamel.

And the master of the seven-coloured glass enamel is more than enough for many cultivators to look up.

Saintess of the Holy Devils Palace is not immortal!

In many admiration and envious eyes, Baodi went away.

In the crowd, an Array Mark flashed quietly and disappeared inside.

Qin Xuan looked at the seven-coloured glass enamel, under the foot, and then disappeared into the demon.

With the departure of Qin Xuan, there are also figures, complexion ugly, looking at the place where Qin Xuan disappeared.

……

The seven-coloured glass enamel is sitting in this treasure.

She is lazy, her clothes are half-faced, and she looks charming. If Immortal can be moved, it will be a higher strength and will not be seen.

Her fingers were wrapped around the hair, and the sound of the jade in her hand shimmered.

“Saintess, who has consulted the unscrupulousness of the ink star, he is from the northern name. It is said that Heavenly Cloud Sect Disciple has seen this person in the Heavenly Cloud Sect.” The thick voice slowly sounded, ” If Saintess wants to explore, ask Elder to ask Heavenly Cloud Sect.”

No fairy light flashes, “Heavenly Cloud Sect? The Sect where the wind monster is?”

Her brows wrinkled slightly, but there was a kind of pitifulness that made people feel awkward.

No fairy slowly closed the sound jade, before Qinjiao, Qin Xuan broke her real name, let her heart shake.

At the beginning of her village, the existing was turned into nothingness, and the world knew about it, only her Master, the palace of the Holy Devils and her two people.

Nowadays, Monk, who is unclear, knows these secrets, so that the hearts of the immortals can not be turned upside down.

This Monk, she must be thoroughly investigated, if she does have something to do at the moment, the convenience of her appearance is not outside the royal demon, but above Haoyuan.

Just when she was thinking about it, in an instant, her pupil light trembled and her mouth curled.

“Old Man, Ben Saintess knows, you don’t give up!”

The sound falls, and the seven-coloured glass treasures are emptied, such as a seven-color long rainbow, which falls in the night ahead.

Hōng!

In the middle of the night, it seems that there is a giant net emerging, countless Array Mark outlines, if the sky is on the net, the seven-color glass treasures are shrouded in it.

After this great array, there is an old man, and the ten fingers outline thousands of Array Marks, which are constantly falling in the great array.

“Dust!”

In the great array, there is no sound of Xianjiao’s laughter. “You old Daoist Priest, the middle of the night, but the road is blocked by me, but is it wrong with this Saintess?”

The sound is falling, and the look of the sky is slightly changed. I only see that the great array will rise in an instant. The seven-color rays of light penetrate the great array. If a million rainbows, the whole film of Heaven and Earth will be a seven-color world.

The great array is also quietly broken, and the seven-coloured glass is smashed.

Old Daoist blame said with a laugh: “Witch, you won the Evergrande fruit of the Wanbao event, the old Daoist Priest I am a Dao Cultivator, you are to make such evil, naturally it is to help justice, for Wanbaosheng will report injustice!”

The seven-color treasure is scattered, and there is no immortality. When it is ready, it stands on the top of the seven-coloured glass.

If she is a stalwart, she will bathe in this moonlight, such as the demon, the extreme enchanting.

“Old Daoist Priest, you dare to talk about the right way, justice? gē gē gē … this, or go and talk to the cultivator that you deceived in many years!”

“This Saintess is looking at how many cultivators you will encounter!”

If the sound is heard from all directions, the imaginary pupil has an Array Mark.

Sounds are like magic, and the ears are pleasing to the eye.

The sinister puer light micro-condensation, his Array Mark blooms in the pupil, there is a biochemical body, if Heavenly Emperor is empty, breaking all illusions.

There are also 擒龙伏虎天将, mouth out of the sound, breaking the eight-party illusion.

The magical array broke open, but there was a bone sword in front of it, but the bone sword was white, like a certain bone of the Supreme Emperor, accompanied by the immortal movement, this bone sword will always tear the moonlight.

Nascent Soul’s power is like a river, into this bone sword, all around Heaven and Earth, such as rising 10 Million bones, people Monster Beast magic many ex-existence, rushed to the sky.

A sword, but the Heaven and Earth illusion, the 10 Million bones, as if the whole film Heaven and Earth have been turned into a sinus bone prison.

It is the emptiness of the eye and the micro-coagulation of the pupil. He is the Void Return. There is no Nascent Soul Peak, and there is a sacred inheritance. The imaginary person thinks that it is not very easy to deal with the immortality, but now he is I found that I was too young to be immortal.

The Saintess of the Holy Devils, the million cultivator among the sacred sacred palaces, stands out for the existence, which is remarkable.

The sacred man is coldly shouted, his palms are pressed out, and his thoughts are in a burst, and the great array is emptied. With the emptiness of the Taoist people, millions of magic swords appear in the great array, and they are bombarded with many white bones. .

The whole night seems to be caught in the roar, and if the fireworks are smashed, the night is shining.

Until, the roaring sound ceased, and there was no such thing as a fairy.

Both people are aware of the tricky side of the other, one is the sect of the immortal, the other is the Saintess of the Holy Devils, all in the Cultivation World Crushing generation, the Supreme Talent in the same place, now attacking, I do not know how much beyond the cultivator Times, it is the Tao Jun war, and it is not as terrifying as the two people.

The earth is riddled with holes, the cockroaches spread to tens of thousands of miles, the forests are broken, and the Mountain is cracked.

Just as the two people wanted to make a move, suddenly the two people turned their heads at the same time.

I saw the direction of the demon, and there was a figure coming out of the air.

Holding the Buddha’s gift, it’s light.

Qin Xuan looked at this battlefield, almost surpassing the aftermath of the ordinary Daojun war, if it was seen.

He glanced at the vain person. “Tiangui, this poor monk already reminded you, this Hengyang fairy fruit, I am bound to win!”

Still not waiting for the start to talk, Qin Xuan will fall on the face of no fairy.

“Hengyang Xianguo is handed over to this poor monk, you can leave safely!”

“otherwise……”

“No wonder this poor monk flip of the palm!”

“Retake Hengyang Xianguo!”

The sound is calm, but if the Buddha is true, there is no doubt.