Chapter 1397

A few words, light wind, thunder, and sects, such as a breeze.

A few words, such as the road is arrogant!

In the Qin Changqing mouth, it is likened to a group of sheep and a million snakes, and Qin Changqing, he is a self-defeating dragon and tiger.

Next to the audience, some people dumbstruck, some people are stunned, and even some people surface a trace of flushing, such as Bloodline spray.

No one has an unparalleled dream in his heart, and he is as light as an ants.

Unfortunately, many of the people present at the scene, who can do it?

But now, some people are in front of them, face the wind and thunder, and the face of this sacred sect is a singular singer.

It is the Royal Phoenix, and the pupil light is a microseismic.

“It’s hard for a group of sheep and sheep to make the dragon and tiger fear!”

She stared at Qin Xuan, so that she dared to say so arrogantly, that is, Crushing most of the cultivator of Culture World.

Even if it is her, the face of the wind, the Thousands of Things, the sect of the people, is this Qin Changqing so graceful?

Compared with many people’s expressions, the Myriad Dao Jun of the Fenglei Wanwu Zong is completely furious.

A pair of twisted faces, a pair of twins like a fire, at this moment, all presented in front of Qin Xuan.

“you wanna die!”

“If you die, you dare to speak out!”

“Make a move, I want to see today, you dare not be so crazy after you have been a waste dog!”

In the air, tens of thousands of angrily said in succession, the imitation buddha statue is thunder and rolling, nearly 10,000 of the fairy avenues, at this moment are full of anger.

As the Disciple of the Xianxian Buddhism, who is not a stunned person, when was so humiliated.

What’s more, here, he is a genius, there are thousands of people here, this Qin Changqing, dare to be so rampant.

Too impudent, too rampent!

In an instant, someone moved, directly killing move, full blow, shrouded into Qin Xuan.

At this moment, they abandon caution carefully, with a make a move.

This is how Qin Changqing is stronger and how can it be? Tens of thousands of people here, Dao Fusion is also dying, a king, can lift up the waves.

In the void, the Primordial Spirit killing technique turned into a bloody print, like a blood mountain, falling from the sky, and it was even more shocking.

Just after the bloody print fell, suddenly, make a move that the face changed.

His this seal has lost!

The great seal fell directly on the ground, but the figure of Qin Changqing disappeared.

Still not waiting for him to react, for a moment, he burst into the pores, and a cold gas from the soles of the feet to Tianchong.

The next moment, in the palm of one hand, it is ready to break its Dantian and pinch its mountain-shaped Primordial Spirit in its hands.

Qin Xuan’s eyes are cold, the palms are slightly shocked, and the Primordial Spirit is completely broken.

“be careful !”

At this time, there was a sound around the place, and it landed in the place where Qin Xuan was.

He is too fast, even surpassing the speed of sound, and the sound of reminders is difficult to convey.

The many disciples on the side are more stunned. Some people are angry and can’t rest. “All make a move, there are two people, and you have to watch the play, don’t be afraid to swear!?”

This person is smart, he sees the clue, Qin Xuan’s speed is too fast, so that they can not even respond.

Even if they have 10,000 people here, there is a universal Primordial Spirit killing technique. If you can’t hit Qin Xuan, it’s useless.

He knows very well that only 10,000 people make a move, and the Sun Xuan can’t escape, and it is possible to kill it.

This is the strength of the Qin Changqing Primordial Spirit, and it is impossible to fight their 10,000-person Primordial Spirit killing technique.

Not only him, the presence of the Disciples, everyone is Supreme Talent, can not know.

Many people reacted. Immediately, there were thousands of people who used the Primordial Spirit killing technique to block all the retreats of Qin Xuan, even if it was a trace gap.

“dead!”

Some people roared, accompanied by this sound, thousands of Primordial Spirit killing techniques, such as heavy rain pouring.

Some people are more eager to wait, so that Qin Xuan accidentally escaped from the siege, they will kill it.

Qin Xuan looked at the many Primordial Spirit killing techniques and looked indifferent.

Suddenly, he was shocked by the wind and thunder, and went straight away.

In front of him, there are a dozen Primordial Spirit killing techniques, which evolved various Mysticals and smacked him.

Qin Xuan is just a palm of his hand. At the palm of his hand, the Runu Rune lights up.

For a moment, in front of him, there was a big palm mark, and the murderous Heaven and Earth.

Hōng!

For a moment, the more than 10 Primordial Spirit killing techniques that Qin Xuan blocked in front of him were destroyed by the man’s slaughter mark, and immediately, the wind and thunder wings were shocked. Qin Xuan’s body seemed to be a void, only visible in the void. A trace of the air in the air, this smashed, passed the foot of the wind and thunder.

Until Qin Xuan appeared, the body of the dozens of Prince’s Primordial Spirit collapsed, and Qin Xuan’s palm appeared more than a dozen Primordial Spirits. Qin Xuan’s palms vibrated again, and they were destroyed and turned into rays of Light is integrated into the palm of your hand.

“what!?”

The tyrant of the wind and thunder of all things, at this moment are turn pale with fright.

Some people reacted very quickly, and the Primordial Spirit killing technique continued to kill Qin Xuan. Some people immediately made a move, and the arrange was strong defense.

Qin Xuan’s speed is too fast, not only that, but with one hand, it can instantly destroy the dozens of Primordial Spirit killing technique, which they never thought of.

They are sufficiently focused on Qin Xuan, but now they have a trace feeling, they still despise the Qin Changqing.

Quietly, the wind and thunder wings behind Qin Xuan vibrate.

He seems to be a tiger into the flock, the dragon into the snake cave, every time the wind and the fairy wing flashed, it is the dozens of monarchs Primordial Spirit was destroyed in the palm of his hand.

However, it is a dozen breaths, and the fallen monarch of Qin Xuan has 100 people.

This 100 people, all of them are the Disciples of Fenglei Wanwuzong, but they are all Supreme Talents.

But in front of Qin Xuan, it seems to be like a mustard, easily annihilated, shattered the Primordial Spirit Source, and died.

Beyond the great array, those who are onlookers are all stunned, like dreaming.

Myriad Dao Jun on the Xianxian Buddhism, was actually slaughtered by one person! ?

How can it be!

That’s all Supreme Talent. If everyone fights with them alone, they won’t be opponents, but in front of Qin Changqing… everyone has a feeling, too weak.

Supreme Talent, the Void Return of the Xianmai, is so weak.

In the shock of everyone, Qin Xuan, three 100 people have been killed, Qin Xuan is like the harvest of the Primordial Spirit, one person rushed to it, left or right to move unhindered, no one can block the attacker.

In particular, Qin Xuan’s Primordial Spirit killing technique, bloody palm mark, can easily break the Primordial Spirit killing technique of each of the kings. In contrast, those Primordial Spirit killing techniques are buddha statues. Thin paper, blown bullets can be broken.

Outside the great array, Yu Huang is even sluggish. She gradually returns to the gods and looks at the Qin Xuan who is killing the Quartet. The pupils are suddenly shrunk, and the dung is extremely start to talk.

“The world is as much as a dog, how many people in the Qiankun!”