The Heavenly Taoist and the Witch have no look at Qin Xuan, and the mad words are scared, but the two people can’t help laughing.
“Little Monk, I don’t look for you, but you come to me, but I want Elder Sister?” Without Xianjiao said with a laugh: “Well, you remove the bead and let Elder Sister see what you are?”
It’s a godsend with a laugh: “Monk, you’re a Nascent Soul, and you’re not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue.”
Two people have never cared about Qin Xuan’s words, no him, because Qin Xuan realm, too weak… a Nascent Soul Low Grade, even if it is covered with a bead, but it will not be too big, the power of the bead, I can barely make a big realm that’s all.
That is said that Qin Xuan is at best a cultivator of Daojun Low Grade.
Daojun Low Grade, for a line of immortals, a Saintess of the Holy Devils…
Who cares?
However, Qin Xuan appeared, but let the vain person and the immortal stop.
Two months across the sky, the night is filled, here Heaven and Earth, but if it is a three-legged game.
Three people stand on one side, bathe in the moonlight, and look across the night sky.
Qin Xuan heard the words, and the eyes were still calm.
Both people know that he is not unscrupulous, and Qin Xuan has fortunately never covered it. “If so, don’t blame this poor monk!”
“Trivial, the Holy Devil’s Palace, I have not been in the eye.”
He slowly said, and there was no sensation in the mouth of the people.
Arrogant!
The two people also secretly screamed at the same time, and there were few in the top ten Star Fields that could find higher inheritance than the vain people.
The Holy Devils Palace is one of the top ten Star Field leaders. The topmost second-class Sect is even the supreme master of the temple.
The two people looked strange, but they didn’t know what Qin Xuan had, but they knew that Qin Xuan was hidden.
Knowing that there is no immortal name, there is a way to break it.
Unconsciously, the Heavenly Taoist people put away a strange smile, but the unknown made him feel lost.
No fairy smiles, “Little Monk, the Holy Devils Palace, you have not been in your eyes, don’t you think your words are too arrogant?”
The flowers of her smile are trembled, and the skin is like a buddha statue in the moonlight.
A smile, it is like moving Soul, it is difficult to keep the love.
No fairy is more charming, she is lightly wrapped around her hair. “Little woman, I am Saintess of the Holy Devil’s Palace, Monk, you this words, this Saintess can’t be heard!”
“It’s not as good as Monk, you are in this Saintess, how is this Saintess training you?”
The sound of the soul is stunned, and Qin Xuan hears in his ears, such as straight into Soul, so that his Sea of Consciousness is on the rise.
As if this voice can evoke the most primitive desires in the human heart, people have a feeling of bowing under the skirt.
Qin Xuan is ashamed, there is no half trace, and looking at the face of a fairy, it is like watching a stone.
“Li Erhua, put away your bad means!” Qin Xuan faint start to talk, “I came only for Hengyang Xianguo, as for your poor fascination, or you have to show it!”
Qin Xuan has no mercy, saying: “In my eyes, the means you have used are too boring!”
No eyelids are slightly condensed, and the corners of the eyes seem to be beating slightly.
She is more gnashing one’s teeth, “Little Monk, a poisonous tone!”
The heart of beauty is there, not to mention the immortality.
From the Saintess who became the sacred palace, the cultivator that was once teased by her beauty is ignorant of geometry.
No fairy is not so defeated, as if Monk is a stone in front of me, not only that… Her Saintess in the devil’s palace is not as good as Hengyang.
This makes the immortal somewhat irritated, but the smile is more charming.
“This Saintess doesn’t believe it, you Monk is really like a stone!”
Her corner of the mouth slightly raise, slightly annoyed, seems to be more interested in Qin Xuan.
For Xuanzhi, Qin Xuan is lazy to understand.
The night, as if more and more silent, only the cracks in the earth, the sound of gravel falling occasionally remembered.
If the atmosphere is arrogant, if there is no Qin Xuan, no fairy will surely fight the Tianxu Taoist and win the game.
But now that the three are standing, two people are not willing to make a move.
The two people know that the other party is a good person. If you really want to win the game, you will have trauma, but it will make Qin Xuan cheaper.
The inheritance is good, and the two people are the ones who are speculative. They all have pros and cons in this silence.
Qin Xuan is not in a hurry to make a move, watching two people.
He seems to have expected what is expected, in this calm night is about to tear the moonlight, breaking the great war of the moon.
Suddenly, the calm seems to have been broken, and the vain person took the lead to make a move, and the expensive appeared in his great array hidden under the palm of his robes.
Delaying the time, it is obviously more advantageous for him. This is a Array Mark in his hand, which is awe-inspiring and tearing the night.
The Array Mark has only one corner, but it seems that the stars in the sky are shaking, Starlight is concentrated in this corner Array Mark.
The Array Mark of the Four Stars Sky Sword Array Mark, the Array Mark, if it is a gods, turns into a Sky Sword and directly kills Qin Xuan.
He did not make a move to the immortal, but instead killed Qin Xuan.
A corner of the Array Mark played Sky Sword, the first to come, Qin Xuan eyes micro-condensation.
His palm slammed, palm mark, if the float, cross the sky and the Sky Sword.
Hōng!
Just a collision, Qin Xuan only felt a huge force in the palm of his hand, the power of this sharpness, as if he had to be smashed.
The big floater was even more violently penetrated, and a sword tipped out.
“I don’t know how!”
In the face of the Heavenly Taoist make a move, Qin Xuan is slowly spit out four characters.
His palm suddenly shocked, greeted the Sky Sword sharpness, and he did not retreat. In his hand, there was once again the vast Evergreen Force, and in the palm mark of the previous big floater, he once again slammed his hand.
Another pontoon palm mark vacated, falling on the tip of the sword.
Hōng!
The people in the sky are slightly changed, the pupils are shrinking, and there are huge waves in their hearts.
I saw that his Array Mark was actually retreating. The Array Mark of the corner of the four great array was actually shaken back in the palm of this Monk.
At this moment, Qin Xuan turned his head slightly, and saw that there was no immortal and make a move.
She looked at the two people, never had the mind to take the benefit of the fisherman, directly make a move, the target is also Qin Xuan.
In the palm of her hand, the bone sword is now, slightly shivering, turned into a Sky Sword, and there are hundreds of huge bone swords, shrouded in Qin Xuan, each bone sword, there are several feet, the giant sword hundred Empty, Qin Xuan is even weaker.
Qin Xuan A pupil was shocked and a thunder was born.
Three thousand Thunder!
Bang bang bang ……
The thunder, if Thunder Dragon rises from the sky, collides with the hundred bone swords.
The whole night, the bone cracks and the remnants of the thunder are intertwined. The Heavenly Taoist people are once again showing a great array in their hands. They have evolved a giant gathered by Starlight. They have a few feet, and they are attacking Qin Xuan in the night. The void collided and made a loud noise.
The ancestors of the immortals, the wicked people.
Saint Devil’s Palace, Saintess is not immortal!
The two people who used to take action before, at this moment, turned out to be a jade, and the same enemy, against Qin Xuan.
The original calm night, accompanied by the two Supreme Talent make a move, was torn in an instant.
If you stop the hydration, you will swept to Qin Xuan.
The terrifying array fluctuates and the bones are slashed. Qin Xuan is always calm.
As if, all this, he had expected.
Among the waves, there is no fairy and charming looking inside, such as a leaf boat, constantly moving the big butcher, three thousand Thunder blocking, as if the ready to do their best, Qin Xuan.
“Little Monk, Ben Saintess, take a look today, you…”