Ming Xian opened!
Heaven and Earth, as if falling into a death stillness.
As far as I can see, the god of the great swords in the town of Tianzhu, the king of the gods, at this moment, the body suddenly shocked.
Numerous deaths have spread from all directions, and the buddha statue is endless, burying everything.
This is the Golden Body of the King of the Forbidden King, and the life force is constantly elapsed.
The tiger face god suddenly burst into drink. “What is this ghost thing!?”
He only feels fall into hell, the life force in the body, the power is constantly passing.
The tiger face god king moved the giant sword, constantly smashed out, many sword glow, smashed down, and killed a lot of dead air, but unfortunately, that many dead air, at this moment, if infinite.
Gradually, those dead, in the air, almost completely buried the tiger face king, forming a meditation sun, burying everything.
The seven-color bone king, 羲, 娲, is a bit stunned at this moment.
“What is this Divine Ability?”
“The tiger face above is not weaker than the Supreme of the Great Ascension High Grade, and is trapped in it!?”
With a sound, Qin Xuan’s white clothes swayed, and his eyes passed a touch of killing intent, such as the burial of Heaven and Earth.
At the eyebrows, the fairy singer opens, not only that, on Qin Xuan’s body, a path of gold illuminates.
Eight wild warfare body, full open!
As a result, the Four Sacred Mountains slowly emerged, and Ziyue Hong was floating on the purple air, and did not enter Qin Xuan’s body.
Sheng Yuehua bow, Zu Yuehua arrow, Dao Yuesheng Divine Ability.
In an instant, in the hands of Qin Xuan, a large bow appeared, Qin Xuan was the force of Ziyue Hongmeng, pulling the bow full moon.
On the scorpio, a roar suddenly sounded.
There is a sword glow, tearing that yang, the tiger face is full of surprised and angry. “You are looking for death!”
Among the celestial beings, his Golden Body, forcibly, was wiped out by 10%.
This is not a trauma, but a golden body that has undergone cultivation for many years. The forcibly is wiped out by the celestial scorpion, and this cannot be recovered at all.
If he broke out in full force in time, splitting the yang, shaking away the many dead, he is afraid that the Golden Body, life force, are swallowed up by that dead air.
The loss is so great and unrecoverable that it makes him almost crazy.
Not waiting for the tiger face king to kill Qin Xuan, suddenly, a ray of light of the ray, it will be empty.
Bringing together the power of the Four Sacred Mountains, an arrow broke through the sky and appeared in front of this god.
When the face of the tiger face suddenly changed, his both hands clenched the giant sword and slash out.
Hōng!
Scorpio, a chaos.
The mixed hole days are faintly broken and spread.
Too terrifying, as if mixed, it is difficult to bear the power of this battle.
“He is stronger again!”
Even if it is Tu Xian, this moment is somewhat lost.
She looked at Qin Xuan quietly and took a breath.
In six years, just six years, the strength of Qin Xuan seems to have risen to a higher level.
This arrow, even her feeling a little tremble, difficult to stop.
“The seven points of the keel are refining, Qin Changqing, how many secrets do you have, where are you at the limit?”
Among the scorpio, the black hole is faintly broken, and the wave of the spread is almost enough to cover a million miles.
A million holes in a black hole, how terrifying, almost can swallow a Star.
And this is nothing but the aftermath that’s all, millions of miles of land, are broken, such as countless Mountain, rushed into the black hole, turned into fine powder.
Below, the seven-color bone king, scorpion, and scorpion are in the tongue, and their eyes are dull.
Qin Xuan, a white man swayed, looking at the millions of miles in the sky.
The scorpio is turned into black, and even the light is gone.
Nearly sixty interest rates, within the day of the mixed yuan hole, suddenly found a little golden bone.
As the golden bone rushes out, it can be recognized that this is the palm of the hand, there is no flesh and blood, only the golden bone.
Immediately, from the mid-day of the mixed-race, a nearly half-existence of existence, struggling out of it.
Tiger face god…not right, it should now be known as the king of sacred gods.
Most of his body was almost completely annihilated, leaving only the golden bones, only the heart, the head, and well preserved, some flesh and blood, under that arrow, was completely annihilated.
“Not even dead!”
“This is the supreme power of the Great Ascension High Grade, the Golden Body is immortal?”
There is a sound, 羲complexion ugly, seven-color bone king, it is a slight vibration, it feels incredible.
If it is changed to it, under that arrow, there must be no bones.
Qin Xuan, but not surprised, in the eyes, only the killing intent, there has not been a slight change.
The Great Ascension, every First Grade, is almost the difference between Heaven and Earth, which is not comparable to the difference in the realm.
In front of this great Ascension High Grade creature, the Golden Body is not destroyed, as long as the heart and the head are not hit hard, even if the other is perfect, it can be restored.
This is the terrifying of Body Cultivation, the Great Ascension, who paid for such a heavy price and protected the heart and the head, which has not fallen.
And this Great Ascension is not the culture World Great Ascension Body Cultivation. Otherwise, the Qin Xuan arrow may not be able to reinvent it to such an extent.
but……
Qin Xuan moved, stepping into the void, and entering the circle of the Yuanyuan, as if it were flat.
so what! ?
I am Qin Changqing who wants to kill, destined to be the under the foot bone!
That already, the broken body of the bones, has not yet struggled from the cave.
Qin Xuan’s figure has arrived, the white clothes are swaying, a pair of black pupils, quietly overlooking.
“Giggle…”
The tiger face god seems to be roaring loudly, and wants to crush Qin Xuan.
In the hands of Qin Xuan, Eternal Sword emerged, and immediately, a sword swept past the mixed yuan.
Hōng!
Qin Xuan within the body, Azure Wood is wilting.
Myriad Dao, who instinctively took out more than a dozen swords, has now become a sword, without any reservations.
Tiger face god fist, exploded towards that sword glow, and then, the broken bones.
He wants to block the sword glow with his head, and immediately, his head is annihilated and turned into nothingness.
Qin Xuan looked quietly, white clothes in this mixed-day hole, standing quietly, in front of him, the tiger face god only left half of the body.
The heart and the skull are all annihilated in this sword.
On the darkness of the sky, the middle of the cave, the light is gone, but there is a white dress, it is eternal.
A trip, an arrow, a sword!
Just three strokes, Great Ascension High Grade, one of the seven Supreme Powerhouses of the demon blood family, the town banned the king, 陨Extinguish!
The pupil is like a needle, and the mouth is large and difficult to close.
In the mind of the sea, it is almost a blank.
The seven-color bone king is always on one knee, and its sound is up, “Demon Lord Divine Might, unparalleled!”
Tu Xian, looking at the figure with a sly look, there seems to be a curiosity in the eyes, there is a touch of shock, a touch of doubt, a touch of incredible…
In the eyes of a few people, Qin Xuan’s head was black and stunned, but turned into white.
Immediately, his hair, as if it was fading, gradually turned pale.
And this first white hair, as if, is just the beginning of that’s all.
“this is……”
The face of Tu Nian suddenly changed, and immediately set off, coming straight to Qin Xuan.
–
[You big shot, today is three more!
There are two more old dreams that are released in the early hours of the morning. I hope that you can see them early, so don’t worry about the old dreams. You also know that tomorrow is the beginning of the month. The old dreams have been three times in the past few days, just to raise the state and to Prepare for a month outbreak.
Because of the eruption, the old dreams are a bit stunned, so these days are three.
Not much to say, next month, the old dream will continue to rush to the list, the violence is more constant.
One year, tomorrow is December, the old dream is less than a million words, and now it is four million words.
I am also very grateful to all of you for your support and companionship. In this year, the old dream never fell out of the monthly ticket list.
The storms that you expect, the old dreams will never let down.
Next month, at the end of the year, but it is definitely a year after the old dream.
Therefore, the old dream is here, for a monthly ticket for December!
But ask you to fight with the old dreams, old dreams are tired, what’s the point! ? 】