Chapter 1951

Hunyuan first realm immortal beast, swallow the sun Golden Phoenix!

Meteorite!

With a roar, the blood of the Phoenix spreads in the Dragon desert, and the two bodies of the Golden Phoenix fall like mountains in the desert.

In the distance, Li Lingyu's eyes were silent.

They looked at the body standing in the air, and their minds were blank.

What a fool!

At this moment, the world is completely fragmented in their eyes.

There is no lack of weakness in Qin Xuan's eyes. In his body, there is only a part of immortal immortal immortal yuan and a trace of holy power.

"Ho ho!"

When the Dragon gourd of the great Luo Xuan is opened, a mysterious light turns into a hundred Zhang dragon, and the Phoenix corpse and blood on the Dragon desert are included in it.

Pang seems to have some pain, although this swallow sun Golden Phoenix has gone, but its blood, still hot terror.

Until, even a drop of blood has not been left, all swallowed into the big Luo Xuanlong Hu, Qin Xuan this slowly turned around.

On his body, the cracks are shocking. On his face, you can see his bones from those cracks, which is hideous.

Qin Xuan's light eyed Saul is on Li Lingyu's three men. Now he has suffered a heavy injury, which is the first time that he has suffered such a heavy injury since he entered the fairyland.

If Li Lingyu three hands, perhaps there is a chance to let him Qin Changqing fall.

Almost One in a million!

Unfortunately, in Qin Xuan eyes down, Li Lingyu three suddenly a tremor, wake up.

Three people are terrified to hang head, even to Qin Xuan start of a silk idea all have never had.

In their eyes, Qin Xuan was too unfathomable and terrible.

Already let them completely no longer have any other thoughts, only leave fear, awe.

Qin Xuan's dark eyes were calm. He saw the three men drooping their heads, and the ancient sword in their hands flashed. After breaking one of their white hair, they returned to their waist.

The white hair drifted gently into the cracked palm.

Qin Xuan looked at the 19 hanging bones of saints, and the two bones that had disappeared into the yellow sand of Longmo.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, the 19 saints' bones shrank and turned into bone beads, which entered the white hair.

Qin Xuan stepped, palmed away the yellow sand, and looked at the pale holy bone.

The Guo family of the northern region!

Zhongyu Wanjia!

Qin Xuan light voice, "I Qin Changqing life, words will practice."

"You can rest assured!"

As the sound falls, the two saints' bones change and turn into pale bone beads into white hair. They are connected with the other 19 bone beads and enter Qin Xuan's cracked wrist.

As you can see, the 19 bone beads still have a touch of luster, but the two bone beads seem to be like gravel, ordinary to the extreme.

Qin Xuan stood on the desert, and it was not more than a long time since he touched the bones of the sage.

It took at least half an hour for the saints of tianjiuzhou to get to Longmo.

This is the mausoleum of the emperor. The saints dare not come to the mausoleum, or they will cause a great disaster. Even the speed of the saints, they should be careful in the mausoleum.

Longmo has not yet been buried in the depths of the imperial mausoleum, but the saints have been buried in it. Some terrible existence in the mausoleum will never be ignored.

Qin Xuan turns around slowly and looks in the direction of Tianjiu Shengguan mansion.

Last time, he was a Hun yuan Luo Jiu and smelled like a king.

Even if the Hun yuan was oppressed, Qin Xuan was not afraid of Hun yuan.

Luo Jiu is indifferent to Qin Changqing. If Luo Jiu did it because of his few words, what would be the result now?

Or, Wen rujun has something to do with it, not words.

Qin Xuan mouth corner, suddenly a pick.

"Things are changeable. It's not up to people at all!"

"I'm Qin Changqing in this world, so can Hunyuan!"

"If we don't really get to the point of life and death, if we don't really get to the point where we have to fight all the details, who can decide the fate?"

He whispered, looking at the direction of tianjiusheng pass, and suddenly turned around.

Luo Jiu, the third and even the fourth realm of Hunyuan!

Wen rujun, Hunyuan second realm!

He is Qin Changqing, a true immortal.

But who can decide who lives and who dies?

He looked at the vast dragon desert, and immediately, when he stepped on it, he moved the last tiny holy power in his body and rushed to the depth of the Dragon desert.

……

Most of the time after Qin Xuan left, a figure sitting in the holy carriage appeared on the Dragon desert.

Looking at this piece of heaven and earth, the sage of Tianjiu said in a soft voice, "is it the bone of the sage? Are the 21 bones of saints flying out from the depths of the mausoleum

"The sword dominates the world!? It's a real fairy. "

His face was fuzzy, and his body was slightly shaken by heaven and earth. Finally, he slowly raised his head and looked to the depth of the Dragon desert.

Vaguely, in the depths of the Dragon desert, there seems to have been waiting for a long time.Around the sage, heaven and earth seemed to solidify. Then, a cold hum came from the vague face.

"Beast, if not buried in the emperor's mausoleum, I would have cut you into medicine!"

The light holy power appeared, but its movement was not seen. The Dragon desert under him was annihilated quietly, which was quite thick.

The sage of Tianjiu looks to the deep of the Dragon desert, and the chariot turns to Tianjiu pass.

After the Tianjiu sage left, there were four or five Daos, which came in the following time.

Each one is so terrible that it seems to be the master of the world.

Some people murmur to themselves, some people speculate, and even some people want to enter the depths of the Dragon desert, but they are awed by the pressure of the depths, so they never rashly enter.

In the end, all of them turned away.

……

On the Dragon desert, white clothes swept the air. Some creatures had not come out of the holy power, and they did not care too much about the figure in the air.

It has been hundreds of thousands of miles since Qin Xuan left the place of chopping Phoenix. With that little holy power, Qin Xuan's speed is even more terrifying than when he won the whole victory before. It's comparable to the seven turns of the great Luo.

Four hours, in the air, Qin Xuan is constantly supporting his body.

His eyes even slightly drooped, as if they had reached the limit.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's figure fell down.

"The limit?"

"Just three million miles away!"

"When you wake up, go again!"

Qinxuan heart light Nan, suddenly, his body will fall into the desert, no more sound.

Around, yellow sand filled, but Qin Xuan seemed to blend with this lifeless, hot dust.

Suddenly there was a strong wind, rolling a few yellow sand, the Qin Xuan completely submerged in it.

With the passage of time, the number of yellow sand is increasing, and Qin Xuan is completely submerged in it.

Under the Dragon desert, it is three feet thick and dark.

There is a thin dark light, which props up a space under the desert.

Qin Xuan quietly Pingtang in the dark, shape, carrying a drop of blood, carefully into the belly of Qin Xuan.

A drop, a drop, Qin Xuan let the Phoenix blood vine lips, secrete into the throat, as if a cow into the sea, Qin Xuan body, there has been no fluctuation, only a dead silence, as if in this desert sinking sleep.

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