Chapter 1105

Carving a small skill! ?

The complex of Wudu’s complexion was mixed at this moment, especially when he was fully engaged in his work, and it was broken by Qin Xuan.

This makes Wudu feel a great humiliation in his heart. “You can’t be so crazy when you talk about Spirit Transformation! I want to see, you can be able to resist how many moves !”

The sound has not yet fallen, he will be ready for the Congealing Secret Art.

Another five-piece Spirit Art, the white mist tumbling, turned into a sea of ​​sea, came to Qin Xuan Crushing.

Different from before, this white mist has never been a little bit sloppy, but every one is heavy, such as pressing Mountain.

“This is the enchanting town of the foggy town!” Some people exclaimed, this Mingkong town enchanting is very famous in the Middle Kingdom, is created by a foggy old man today, once in the wilderness mountain range, suppression A Dao Fusion demon king, with the five products Spirit Arts, but pressure Dao Fusion.

If the white mist falls, it will fall into the eye.

Qin Xuan portable Zhu asked the youngster, one person into the white fog, in front of the body, the body of the real body trembles constantly, and even cracks appear.

Qin Xuan entered the long river of white fog, faintly smiled.

He let go of Zhu Wen and said lightly: “Da Jiner!”

Da Jiner flew out from the shoulders of Qin Xuan, grabbed Zhu Wen with the size of the rice grain, and then Qin Xuan’s body shook.

The eight wild warfare body is fully open, and there are nine dragon tattoos on the body fists. He is as if he is driving a long river and bombarding it in front.

The white fog is like a fist, it seems to be in the Mountain.

Bang bang bang ……

a path of a loud roar, if the thunder is rolling.

Qin Xuan has a bright glow in his eyes, just like a person opens the way.

He almost smashed the white mist by tens of meters, and the front was still white mist, and the road opened behind him was covered with white mist.

“Thinking about your Spirit Transformation, you can also break my fog and ignorance!”

In the air, the fog smiled and felt Qin Xuan trapped in the white mist, and the eyes passed cold.

The emptiness of the Mingkong Town, as long as his Magic Force continues, the white mist will be endless, and even confuse the perception. In the beginning, the Dao Fusion great monster was killed by his exhausted old Ancestor forcibly.

In the white fog, Qin Xuan seems to be aware of the corner of the mouth slightly raise.

“Trivial is a scorpion, but it is said that the white fog traps me Qin Changqing, it is Immortal World, and can you stop me?”

His voice rang in the white mist, and he walked under the foot.

Battle Nine Styles , Myriad Elephant Steps !

Under one step, this piece of white fog was almost worn by him. On the ground of the city of Dzizhu, there was a huge pit, all around the building, even including the day of the bead building. Under this terrifying crack, it also instantly collapsed, white fog. Around, there is a ruin.

Numerous cultivators look at this terrifying scene, revealing a fascinating, imaginary ruin, and Qin Xuan is still in the enchanting town of Mingkong.

In the white mist, Qin Xuan took this step, and if the Crazy Dragon is in the sky, it will rise to the sky.

His boss fists pinched the void, and Blood Qi as a giant hammer, bombarded his head.

A roar!

It is as if the sky hammer is falling on the river, and the force of a hammer is almost broken.

Battle Nine Styles Hammer Day!

Qin Xuan’s eyes are stunned. The first sight is that the sky is full of incredible fog, faintly smiled. “The people of the fog family, I have never looked for you, but I have died.”

Still not waiting for the fog to cross the anger, Qin Xuan will be Changhong, rushed to the fog.

For a moment, he was close to the fog, with swirls in his eyes, and deep into the Starry Sky, as if to see through the world.

When Yumi wanted Congealing Secret Art, Qin Xuan made a move, and his palms were like a blade, and he was on the fog of the body.

Daojun Middle Grade’s bodyguard is really a piece of paper in Qin Xuan’s knives. If you look closely, you can find that Qin Xuan’s palm has a dense blood pattern. These blood lines are different from the Eight Deserts. It seems more like a kind of ban, under this ban, makes Qin Xuan palm sharpness extreme.

This palm will go to the foggy Congealing Secret Art both hands.

Wudu’s heart was awkward, regardless of Spirit Arts, regardless of the Taojun’s pride, and there was a shield, such as a scale, which appeared in front of him and blocked Qin Xuan this palm.

Under this palm, the Rune on Qin Xuan’s palm is filled with it, and the scales of the shield are erupting, and the void has more waves, as if the two Mountains collide, and the void must be destroyed.

Wudu only feels that if the heart is hit by a sledgehammer, the anti-shock force uploaded by the five Magical Treasures is too terrifying, as if this palm can almost smash these five shields into two.

The fog crossed back, and at that moment, where he could look at his face, Qin Xuan’s body was too strong, but he was not Body and Essence Dual Cultivation, and it was natural that he was at a disadvantage.

Still not waiting for him to retreat, Qin Xuan seemed to see through the action of Wudu, and the reaction with the fog was fast, stepping forward, hitting a big punch on the big shield, he had a fist, and he had a punch. The Array Mark on the five-piece shield seems to be broken, as if it had been destroyed by this fist.

“This is…” Zhu An Old Ancestor is in the distance, Qin Xuan’s attack, the pupils are shrinking.

Magical Treasure has Magical Treasure because of its extraordinary material, coupled with the melting of the great array, in order to have all kinds of power.

The Array Mark on the Magical Treasure is even more sturdy. In general, as long as the Magical Treasure itself is not broken, the Magical Treasure Array Mark is almost impossible to destroy, but now, the Array Mark on the Xuan Ming Scale Shield has been smashed. The trend.

This is absolutely impossible, and it is too unbelievable, as if Qin Xuan’s boxing is enough to break the line and break the law.

Zhuan Old Ancestor looked at Qin Xuan, the mirror almost magnified many times, and saw the Rune on Qin Xuan’s fist, but the Zhuan Old Ancestor was full of sorrow, he didn’t know, just intuition, could cause Array Mark’s almost loose power is related to Rune in Qin Xuan’s boxing.

In the shock of Zhujia Old Ancestor, Qin Xuan has attacked the storm.

He punched his fists, every punch, every foot, almost bombarded in the weakness of the Magical Treasure, but also sealed the retreat of the fog.

If Wudu does not stop, he must bear the Qin Xuan attack with his body.

At this moment, Wudu, almost suffering, only supported hard, and even the mouth is always in the blood.

The anti-seismic force on the Xuan Ming scale shield is too terrifying, and each time it almost makes him feel like being hit by Mountain. How this power might be owned by the Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator.

Around the cultivator, it is dumbstruck, looking at the fog in the air like a sandbag, a blank in my mind.

Spirit Transformation Realm Battle Void Return Daojun, even so ruined, Is it possible, the ink cloud star on the ready is ten days?

At this moment, the Array Mark on the Xuan Ming scale shield finally dissipated, and the rays of light were dim. Even though the material was extraordinary, there was no Magical Treasure rays of light.

A five-piece Magical Treasure was so ruined under Qin Xuan’s boxing that even Wudu had not reacted, and he suddenly found out that he could not manipulate the scale shield.

Qin Xuan If a god of war, the pupil light is indifferent, and a fist is wrapped in the eight-grave battle pattern, under the Rune, directly smashing the true body of the fog-fighting body, and fell on the chest of the fog.

Magic Force is like a tide. At this moment, the fog can only do this to the extent that it is against Qin Xuan this fist.

Hōng!

A fist, the fog is nearly two kilometers away from the blood spurting, if a meteor, passing over the building.

Qin Xuan did not pursue this time. He looked at the fog and spurted blood in the distance. The ban on the punch quietly dispersed.

As soon as he patted his waist, Xuanguang 斩 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 葫 Bi Bi Bi Bi Bi Bi Bi

“Dao Jun that’s all, but I want to vent my anger, find a little face, but unfortunately… You are too young, Qin Changqing, trivial fog home, I Qin Changqing never put it in my eyes.”

“You fog family can’t kill me Qin Changqing, but I Qin Changqing kills you, Wujia Daojun, you fog home…”

“How can it be?”

Qin Xuan slowly sounded, Magic Force entered the mysterious dragon, Bixi shouted, and there was dragon roar to Heaven and Earth.

“dead!”

A word, Xuanguang shocked, such as the split Heaven and Earth!