Tu Xian figure, at this moment, such as Cover Heaven and Earth.
It is both a devil and a self-explanatory.
In Qin Xuan’s eyes, he gradually recovered clear and bright, and he looked at the back of Tu Xian.
He knows Tu Xian, if ever, Tu Xian will still die.
Qin Xuan has a calm eye and slowly starts to talk. “You can do it yourself!”
His voice returned to indifference, passing through Qin Xuan and looking at the three million-year-old Yuanyuan Cave.
The power of Tuxian will never be weaker than the Great Ascension.
Although not in the list, but as the heavens Saintess, Tuxian in the Culture World, will definitely not be weaker than those Supreme Talent.
However, she has not entered, or, in Tu Xianxin, not yet, into the fairy list.
For her, if you want to enter the fairy list, you can always, regardless of background, talent, strength.
“Since it is not dead, why bother?”
Qin Xuan looked into the middle of the cave, dark, and there was no light.
Three million miles, a place of darkness.
From there, slowly explore a wing, the wings are six feet, even in the light where there is no place, but it shines.
Golden-winged Dapeng, this is a golden winged Dapeng of genuine.
The night magic within the body, is not the Bloodline of the 魔天魔鹏, the former 魔天魔鹏 representation, but this night magic as hidden that’s all.
Compared with the Jinpeng Little Son, the night magic’s Bloodline, the heart, is more than ten times stronger than the Jinpeng Little Son.
Even so, the night magic is still blood-stained, and the Tumon Dao refers to the Demon Dao Divine Ability, which can make 3 million miles of Heaven and Earth become a mixed hole.
On the golden wings, there are some scars, and some of the golden feathers are slightly curled up.
Tu Xian looked at Qin Xuan’s back and smiled softly. She hugged her shoulders and never said anything.
However, she has decided what to do, and she will no doubt in her eyes.
“Human Race!” The sound of the night demon, suppressing the infinite anger.
As a son of Yan Tianpeng, he has suffered such insults.
Before being hurt by Qin Xuan, all of them were annihilated by Qin Xuan. Not only that, but their long-planned blows were interrupted by Tu Xian, and they were humiliated to the extreme.
Tuxian background, strength, non-it can be provoked, night magic is very clear.
Therefore, it poured all of this anger into Qin Xuan.
“Today’s loss, this respect is recognized, the next time you meet again, you will be divided into life and death!”
The sound of the night demon, slowly sounded, it looked at Qin Xuan, and did not want to fight again.
Even though Qin Xuan has little residual power, the night demon is not sure.
Otherwise, he will not be obsessed with Qin Xuan before he is exposed to make a move.
This Human Race is too deep and unmeasurable, and if it is not sure, it will never make a move.
“next time?”
Qin Xuan faintly smiled, “Can you go now?”
“Hahaha…” The night magic suddenly burst into laughter. It looked at Qin Xuan. “Going? The dear is ready to show up Bloodline, you can’t see it?”
“Pure blood golden-winged Dapeng, I am ready to return to the ancestors, Heaven and Earth, Starry Sky is endless, if the deity wants to go, who can stop?”
There is endless confidence in the eyes of the night magic, the Golden Wing Dapeng, Culture World claims to be the speed of the existence.
Its speed, self-deprecating, dragon and phoenix, is not as good as it.
Want to compare the speed of Jinpeng, look at Monster Race, there is no more Bloodline, dragon and phoenix is not as good.
What’s more, Qin Xuan, a Human Race, can match the double-finished gold wings?
“You, can’t escape!” Qin Xuan faint start to talk, “And, will die here!”
The sound fell, the night magic laughter stopped, the complexion suddenly gloomy, and Jin Yu shook a little, as if the anger reached the limit.
“Now you have a lot of spare power, and you have confidence…”
The voice has not yet fallen. In front of Qin Xuan, Cloud Mist emerges and is shrouded in a few inches.
“Is there little?”
Quietly, the clouds spread, revealing the seven-inch Qingyue.
Qingyue emerges that moment, all around, Space-Time seems to be stagnant at this moment.
Qin Xuan walked in this air, one step, one step, and went to the night demon. The night demon was like a sculpture, and he did not move.
Immediately, in the hands of Qin Xuan Eternal Sword, he went to the night magic.
Until, this sword, close to the night demon head, the night demon’s nephew, finally moved slightly.
The next moment, its figure disappeared and appeared in Qin Xuan.
Heaven and Earth, still not moving, but the night magic seems to have come alive.
“what!?”
Qin Xuan faintly looked at the night demon, gently said with a laugh: “Golden-winged Dapeng, known as the ultimate speed, when I thought I didn’t know?”
“What is the ultimate, the shock is a million miles? Can be called the ultimate? Shake a shock, can cross Star, can be called the ultimate?”
He quietly looked at the night demon, “the extreme of the golden-winged Dapeng, is time and so on, and the years are flat!”
“In this way, Longfeng is not as good as it is!”
“I have spared no effort, I am waiting for you, I want to see if it is the ultimate of your golden-winged Dapeng, or the strength of my Qingyue immortality!”
Qin Xuan faint start to talk, in front of him, the seven-inch Qingyue slowly rotates.
The speed of the golden-winged Dapeng is said to be the same as time. Even Qin Xuan once annihilated a golden-winged Dapeng in Immortal Earth. The Dapeng is just a golden fairy, its speed can even exceed the time. .
In the heart of Qin Xuan, the five emperors, the fifth sacred, are the place where his previous life once boarded the Immortal Earth.
Qingyue immortal, Changqing Emperor!
The power of the hand, named the years!
“You…” This time, the night magic is almost shocking to incredible.
He awakened his ancestors, cultivates successfully genuine Golden Wing Dapeng, its speed can be compared with time.
Qin Xuan did not leave the night magic with a lot of shocking time. His figure was ready to move, and in the twinkling of an eye, in the blink of an eye.
Eternal Sword, slash out, even if Magic Force is few, can not move Myriad Dao to one, but with his mastery of the power of the sword, the night magic does not dare to fight.
The gold-winged Dapeng speed is called the ultimate, but the body is defense, but it is too weak and too difficult to compare with the dragon and the phoenix.
……
The outside world, Tu Xian and others in the eyes.
In their eyes, Qin Xuan is still in place.
However, in the blink of an eye, they suddenly found that in their eyes, a large figure appeared.
It is the figure of Qin Xuan and the night magic battle, as if at this moment, there are thousands, tens of thousands of Qin Xuan and night magic, fighting in the air.
Not waiting for everyone to react, there is an explosion sounds in the sky.
A fierce roar, passed into the ears of everyone.
Immediately, those figures disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
Night demon, it is more angry and retreat, its side of the golden wing, was forcibly slash out, demon blood spewing.
Qin Xuan stood with a sword and frowned slightly. “Can you only stick to the time of the semi-column?”
He shook his head slightly and was able to form the field of the years. The early was extremely rare.
Looking at Cultural World, there are several people who can master the power of the years.
Qin Xuan looked at the cracks on the immortality of Qingyue. The next moment, Qingyue moved again.
In the eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan’s body is still there, and in the next breath, Qin Xuan’s figure reappears. The figure that fights the night magic is like a buddha statue. There are countless Qin Xuan fighting the night magic. Every sword, every subtle look, is in the eyes of everyone.
“What the hell is this?” Hey, hey, some stunned, how Divine Ability, will this scene?
Tu Xian, but lovable body micro-shock, almost unbelievable in the eyes.
“Golden wings are fast, Space-Time is solid!”
“How can it be!”
Tu Xian Zhu lips slightly open, looking at the many figures that disappeared again, only the remaining white, the sword wearing Jin Peng’s chest posture, shocked to be difficult to close.
In their eyes, it was only a moment, but in the hands of Qin Xuan and the night magic, it was already half a column of incense for a long time, confronting thousands and thousands of moves.
In the air, Qin Xuan sword picks the golden-winged Dapeng, and the demon blood drips down the sword.
He slowly turned around and took the golden-winged Dapeng into his fascinating light.
Great Ascension Demon, pure blood, golden wing, Dapeng…