Chapter 2287

In the small courtyard in the city, Qin Xuan was in the house in the courtyard, and he laid a large array.

In his hands, the holy sword of Wuling slowly emerged.

This is a holy soldier. He has been using it ever since Qin Xuan abandoned it.

It's a pity that this sword has no spirit all the time. Apart from its extraordinary material, it can compete with holy soldiers, and its power is much lower than that of ordinary holy soldiers.

"Well, follow me. It's a pity that Qin Changqing doesn't have two swords. One sword is enough!"

Qin Xuan whispered. He stroked the holy sword.

Immediately, in his chest, a wisp of gold mother Qi reappeared.

He planned to refine the holy sword with all kinds of gold.

In the end, he will not stay by his side.

Immediately, that wisp of gold mother Qi, then slowly like no spirit holy sword.

Boom!

A loud sword chant starts from this heaven and earth, and the holy sword of Wuling shakes madly. There is a crack on it.

But Qin Xuan didn't care at all. He put his hands together. In his body, the two immortals, Emperor Yue and Changsheng, came out and turned into a raging fire, burning on the holy sword.

Not only that, Qin Xuan raised his right arm and broke his sleeves.

On his arm, there are faint blue tendons burst up, and more strands of veins, emerging on his arm.

Holy Dharma, forging heavenly Dharma!

This method is originated from a person who used to refine weapons to become a saint. He used his arm to solidify a huge hammer to refine holy soldiers.

Boom!

In the palm of Qin Xuan's hand, the power of emperor Yue turned into a Hongmeng purple hammer and fell on the broken holy sword.

With a roar, everything in the big array and the house was annihilated, and even the space was distorted.

Only the fire of the immortal yuan kept burning under the Wuling holy sword, and the mother Qi of ten thousand gold constantly collided in the Wuling holy sword, trying to break through the Wuling holy sword.

However, the Wuling holy sword can be used as a holy weapon. It should be made of special materials. Compared with ordinary holy soldiers, the materials are much better.

Under the internal and external attack, although there was a crack in the sword body, it was even thinner, but it was still not broken.

Hunyuan tuntian Hu, is flying out of a refining treasure, into the fire, slowly covered in the Wuling sword body.

The Hongmeng purple hammer in Qin Xuan's hand fell down again. With every drop of the hammer, the body of Wuling holy sword became thinner. After Qin Xuan dropped 81 hammers, the whole body of Wuling holy sword was half thinner. Not only that, the mother Qi of all gold in it was also slowly dispersed and began to melt into Wuling holy sword.

Outside the house, Qin Hongyi is practicing meditation.

Under the cover of the big array, she could not feel anything. She was immersed in the cultivation.

His body was also covered by a large array to cover his body.

In her mouth, there are pills, fairy medicines and fairy fruits that are swallowed by her.

Its body is like an endless vortex, swallowing everything.

The breath is growing a little bit, almost for more than ten days. Qin Hongyi is immersed in it without any rest.

In the past, she once asked Qin Xuan if she could kill a saint. Although Qin Xuan didn't answer her, Qin Hongyi also understood.

The difference between the sage and the sage is so great that it is far beyond the barriers between koiting and Daluo, and between Daluo and Hunyuan.

If we talk about it, the most similar description of the gap between the saints and the saints is the gap between daluoyizhuan and the semi saints.

In this world, even when the emperor was appointed, how many people could kill the half saint?

Even though her elder brother is unfathomable and has the ability to go against heaven, she is still in danger in the face of this gap.

Qin Hongyi was in a hurry to fight against a saint. The consequence was too great.

She only hoped that the saint named Bai Sheng would come later. At least, even when he came, Qin Hongyi could stop him.

With such an idea, how dare she be a little lax? She would like to be on top of improving her strength every moment.

She didn't know Qin Xuan was training soldiers. Similarly, Qin Xuan didn't know what was in Qin Hongyi's mind.

In the great battle, Qin Xuan has practiced the holy sword for more than ten days. His body is like sweating, which is rare to see.

Qin Xuan today's eternal body, sweating, almost impossible.

And from the upper part of the clothes, also all disappeared, revealing that almost perfect body.

At his waist, jin'er and Xiao'er are immersed in the misty golden awn.

Qin Xuan's training of soldiers did not seem to have much influence on them.

If you look through the hazy golden awn, you can see that the scars on their bodies have already disappeared. Not only that, there are ripples around the big and small golden awns. If you tear up everything, even the surrounding space is being torn, and it is healing again and again.

It's just the aftereffect of jin'er's and Xiao'er's cultivation. The power of unconsciousness reaches this level.After swallowing all kinds of gold, their strength is by no means as simple as breaking the border.

It can be called one of the most powerful forces in the world. If it is used properly, even the power of the way of heaven can be broken.

Jin'er and jin'er are born in heaven and earth. They are the favorite of heaven and earth. There is no one who can't swallow them. How terrible should they be.

Qin Xuanlian soldiers, Qin Hongyi cultivation, big and small gold breakthrough!

In this small courtyard, time passes slowly.

The white sage is in the holy palace.

Yeming has been waiting for more than ten days, kneeling in front of the door, waiting for the door to open slowly.

Until, on the 17th day, the door of the hall opened silently.

And in it, a slow voice sounded.

"Yeming, but what's up?"

The night is bright a Zheng, quickly get up, but dare not hang a head to look to that one figure.

He walked quickly into the hall and fell on his knees.

"To Bai Sheng, I'm defeated in catching that pair of inborn poisonous insects!" His voice was hoarse and trembling.

No one knows how the white saint will be angry, or kill him, or cut him to pieces!?

In the past, the white Saint Tu clan hung their corpses in the land of the clan, which was enough to let the world know that this white saint was not a soft hearted person.

"Defeated?" The voice of Bai Sheng came slowly, "but was he escaped by the congenital Gu? Well, I used to do it myself, and I was escaped by those two fierce objects. No wonder you get up! "

Sound falls, but night bright but how dare to get up, he is full of wry smile way: "subordinate is guilty, must be that congenital Gu he walks!"

He was careful to show up Qin Xuan. When he and the other semi saints arranged, he blurted out the matter of hunting Xiantian Gu. When he was successful, Qin Xuan appeared in almost everyone's incredible posture, which made Xiantian Gu admire him, killed the former semi saints, and killed Tianjiao xianzun.

Also includes, Qin Xuan last that scorn Saint this sound.

When Bai Sheng heard this, he didn't interrupt until he knelt on the ground and didn't dare move.

About a few breath later, Bai Sheng just a smile.

"Just a saint, what can we rely on? It's just a saint. It's nothing

"What a crazy talk

There was a smile in his voice. "No wonder you don't have to blame yourself so much!"

In his words, Yeming was slightly stunned, and then carefully raised his head.

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