“Qin Changqing, what are you going to do?”
The sound of seclud sounds slowly.
In the case of youth, Zhang Xuan’s point is like the Open Eye, half-mashed and disturbed the red dust.
He looked at Qin Xuan, “Wind and thunder, too mysterious, ethereal, three retreats, but you will enter again.”
“Are you self-defeating or insulting?!”
His voice did not have a little anger, just looking at Qin Xuan quietly.
“Qin Changqing, you don’t want to bully too much!” Yuan Qingyi is also turning back. He slowly said: “How can you say that it is related to autumn and winter!”
“You want to fight against the fall and winter, and you can take action, life and death depends on the fate !”
“But now, no!”
Yuan Qing’s brow was locked, and he turned to look at Qin Xuan, like an eagle faint lion.
Qin Xuan is too deceiving, and the three masters are all in his hands.
Xianmai is retreating, not because of his Qin Changqing, but because of the foundation of Xianmai, otherwise the three associations, please Xianxia, the three major Immortal born, relying on Qin Xuan, can be enemies! ?
Can be three immortals, the three great fairy, will also be a heavy loss.
The remaining twelve great sages are stunned, and three of them have to retreat.
Yes, there must be a bottom line and a measure.
Nowadays, there are three cases, and there is no mention of life and death. Even at a high price, buying back should belong to three things.
Qin Xuan, but again and again, arrogant and arrogant.
The clay figurine also has three points of fire, not to mention the aloof and remote, the head of the fairy vein overlooking Culture World, the people of Xianmai?
Qin Xuan heard the words, but smiled lightly.
“I am entering because I am Qin Changqing, the sword sweeps the nine Transcending Tribulation, the two masters of the fairy vein!”
“I am waiting for the retreat because I am not willing to ask the lower part of the fairy, destroying the foundation, and being annexed by the other twelve great maidens!”
Qin Xuan smiled leisurely. “Yuan Qingyu, you have no choice!”
“But I have, don’t think that Xianyuan’s mystery is important in my eyes, Qin Changqing!”
“Today, he was a war for me. In my eyes, it is no different from the dead!”
“Wind and mine, please, please, please, I will marry!”
The sound falls, all the fairy veins, at this moment, it seems to be deathly stillness.
A pair of scorpions stared at Qin Xuan, who was too arrogant, even if it was a madman, there was a bit of jealousy.
That is the fairy vein, not the common custom!
诛仙之言, 岂 can light out!
Yuan Qing’s eyes were slightly shocked, and Zhang Xuan took the umbrella.
“Common people say Azure Emperor is crazy, now see, live up to reputation !”
Asking the day to start to talk, he slowly said: “That plus me floating fairy Xianzong a fairy!”
“Tao Xuan is please!”
Three, at this moment, almost pressed to Qin Xuan.
They are forcing Qin Xuan, they are even less convinced that Qin Xuan can really be absolutely unrestrained!
Qin Xuan corner of the mouth slightly raise, he held his hand.
Suddenly, a big laugh rose from the mouth of Qin Xuan.
White hair is mad, eight-foot white clothes like Immortal God!
“Hahaha, the three immortals are coming, then it will come!”
“I Qin Changqing, killing it together!”
He laughed at the three great fairy veins and watched everything.
The emptiness of the void, the entire city, the entire Starry Sky, at this moment, seems to solidify to the extreme.
Everyone looked at Qin Xuan and never said anything.
Sanxian Qizhi, I Qin Changqing, together and slaughtered! ?
How arrogant, how arrogant! ?
Even the Lord of the Immortal, the eyes of Starry Sky, can not help but secretly take a breath.
In this world, some people are so arrogant!
They have seen too many talents to move unhindered generations, but there is never one person who can compare this…
Qin Changqing !
Suddenly, a voice rang slowly.
“The Sovereign, that war, that’s all, why pay so much!”
Slowly start to talk in autumn and winter, he filled with a touch of smile, and walked out with his hand.
“Worthy is Azure Emperor, I am not conceited in autumn and winter, I think it is Azure Emperor opponent, but I am coming all the way in autumn and winter, I dare not call invincible, but still have three points of self-confidence, seven points strength.”
“Autumn and winter!” Yuan Qingyi slowly said.
“The sovereign is assured!”
Autumn and winter faintly smiled, he looked at Qin Xuan, “Since Azure Emperor is so speech, if you kill me like a chicken, why bother.”
“Three strokes, three strokes, if I don’t die, the top ten sacred products Supreme Treasure, Angelica returns me Feng Lei Wan Zong!”
“Three strokes, if I die, it is my lack of strength in autumn and winter, die without regret!”
He blinked and looked at Qin Xuan.
Do not believe in autumn and winter, Qin Xuan kills the map, no harm.
He does not believe that he is talented to move unhindered, the eighth in the fairy list, there are people in the world who can kill him!
Yuan Qing’s brow was locked and he looked at autumn and winter.
Three strokes!
With the strength of autumn and winter, it is the red dust fairy under the power of victory. He wants to kill him and is also impossible.
Autumn and winter can enter the eighth of the fairy list, shocking all sentient beings, if there is no strength, you can do it.
Qin Xuan is too deep and unmeasurable, the dry maps have been paralyzed, not to mention autumn and winter.
Even if it is not dead, if the three strokes are hit hard, it will have a great impact on the territory of Xianyuan.
Yuan Qingyi softly sigh, he wanted three connections, the Azure Emperor will take a step back.
But never thought, even so, the Azure Emperor is still not arrogant.
“You can be confident!?”
Yuan Qingyi slowly said: “Now, you are not a moment of fighting, life and death!”
Autumn and winter indifferently said: “Disciple understand!”
“If Discipe can’t stop even three strokes, die without regret!”
He looked at Qin Xuan and said slowly: “Azure Emperor, how!”
“If Azure Emperor feels that it is not possible, four strokes, five strokes are also available!”
Autumn and winter smile, looking at Qin Xuan, there is no provocation in his voice, but it seems to be the biggest provocation.
Qin Xuan shows the arrogance, under the three immortals and not afraid.
Now, if this Azure Emperor takes a step back, then this Qin Changqing is a self-cleaning face.
Moreover, Qiu Xuan felt that Qin Xuan would agree.
Sure enough, Qin Xuan faintly smiled, “Awkward generation, can you marry me!?”
“Tian Shang, I remember that there is a sword in the Shakespeare, named three thousand!”
“Can you lend me a hand!?”
His glory passed over Tianshang Baozun, Tianshang Baozun startedled.
He is always saying with a laugh: “A First Grade Supreme Treasure that’s all, if it is given to Azure Emperor, Tianshang is still a bit reluctant, but if you borrow from Tianshang, it is too stingy!”
“I will call people, send the sword of First Grade, break three thousand!”
Tianshangbao respect takes a deep breath, he never thought that things will develop to this step.
The Azure Emperor, combined with rumors, is even more terrifying.
Broken three thousand is one of the Supreme Treasures of the shrine.
The sword of First Grade is also superior.
The Sword Venerable, who had never had a sword, had come to seek a sword. He did not intend to sell it.
However, Qin Xuan is different.
Losing seven thousand thunder and stealing beads, he is not guilty of sin.
Qin Xuan did not say a word, alone red dust fairy.
It’s just a few words, it seems to be arrogant, but in fact it hides some unpredictable.
Even Qin Xuan did not hesitate to be the god of the treasure, for his Tianshang Baozun, to save face, did not mention the loss.
This love, his Tianshang is not big.
This sword, he must borrow it!
What’s more… just borrow nothing more, he is a merchant,
Why bother!
In the autumn and winter eyelids, a stroke of intent is passed, and there is more cold light.
“Into Starry Sky!” Qin Xuan rushed into Starry Sky as soon as he started to talk to the foot.
“Good!” Autumn and winter will enter Starry Sky.
Many of the Powerhouses are vacant, looking at the two people of Starry Sky.
Azure Emperor Qin Changqing, the eighth son of Xianbang.
Three strokes are a life-and-death victory!
This is the battle of the world!
Better than the past forty years!