In Liehuang village, Qin Xuan is treading on the corpses of gods.
With a slow shake in his sleeve, he took out the core of the gods from the corpse.
In the village, Xiao Zhan and others have been stunned, almost blank in their mind.
The God of Han Xuan tribe, the terrible beast, was destroyed in this way!?
Mr. Qin Changqing, who is it!?
My God!
Hanxuan tribe will never sit back and watch the fall of its strongman!
Next time, what kind of existence is coming!?
In Xiao Zhan and other people's shock and wishful thinking, Qin Xuan has been shaking wings, fell in the lie barren village.
"Big, my Lord!"
Xiao Zhan and others quickly return to God, full of humble kneel on the ground, salute to Qin Xuan.
"These God cores are sent to you as a reward for your temporary residence!"
Qin Xuan slowly open mouth, "I should also leave!"
His sleeves vibrated, and more than a hundred God cores rolled down in front of Xiao Zhan and others.
Qin Xuan's expression is indifferent. Without saying a word again, his wings suddenly vibrate behind him and disappear here.
Just below, many people in Liehuang village are at a loss.
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Near Liehuang village, on a hill, there is a figure who looks at the corpse of hanxuan's magic spider and the corpse of a group of strong people in hanxuan tribe.
"How can it be!"
He lost his voice suddenly, full of disbelief.
It never occurred to Tunhe that the gods of the Han Xuan tribe were so destroyed.
Who is that white dress?
At this time, the Tunhe river suddenly crisis.
He saw a figure, flying into the air and coming here.
It's too fast. It's like a whirlwind.
You can't get away from it, you can't get away from it!
In Tunhe's mind, he was stunned.
But a few breaths, Qin Xuan has already appeared in front of him.
"You..." Tunhe staggers back, full of anger and resentment, looking at Qin Xuan.
In the end, he clenched his teeth and said, "if you want to kill it, kill it!"
"Even if you kill me, how can you survive?"
"Han Xuan tribe, I will never let you go!"
"Even if you are powerful, Han Xuan tribe can't kill you, there is Tianyu city!"
"No doubt you will die, but later than me!"
He's full of anger, resentment, and curses.
Tunhe has seen the end. With Qin Xuan's strength, even the great God of Han Xuan tribe is easily killed, not to mention his spiritual realm.
Qin Xuan light looked at a swallow River, mouth slightly a pick.
"Don't let me go, Han Xuan tribe!"
The sound falls, Qin Xuan one grasps this swallow River's placket, immediately shakes the wing, soars.
Swallow river is full of struggle, he wants to make a sound, but the wind is pouring into his nose, making it difficult for him to make any sound.
Almost half an hour later, on a huge tribe that covers an area of ten thousand li, Qin Xuan, carrying the Tunhe River, fell on one of the towers.
He looked at the big tribe, the buildings, the towers, and the guards who went back and forth.
"Who is it?"
At the time of Qin Xuan's fall, some gods have found Qin Xuan. A pair of silver wings vibrate and soar.
A pair of spears, with metallic luster, pointed directly at Qin Xuan.
"The Han Xuan tribe has a population of about 30000."
Qin Xuan's eyes are calm, looking at those guards, "it's just more than 30000 mole ants!"
His voice sounded slowly above the Han Xuan tribe. Whether it was the gods of the Han Xuan tribe or the Tunhe River, it was dull at this moment.
Swallow river is incredible looking to Qin Xuan, he is not clear, Qin Xuan in the end want to do?
He alone provoked the Han Xuan tribe after he killed the great God of the Han Xuan tribe.
In the Tunhe earthquake, Qin Xuan has a loose hand, directly threw him to the tower.
But there is a sword of eternal imperial power, which falls into the palm of the hand. The wings of the chaotic world vibrate slightly, like thunder passing over the guards of the Han Xuan tribe.
Poop, poop
In an instant, the God's blood was like rain, and the bodies of the guards fell from the air.
This scene, like a fuse, ignited the whole Han Xuan tribe.
"Enemy attack
"Rather
"Looking for death, how dare you kill people in our Han Xuan tribe!"
The roars of gods rang out in the Han Xuan tribe.
The whole Han Xuan tribe was furious. Someone came to their tribe and killed its guards.
Qin Xuan holds the sword in his hand, and he looks at the figures rising from the sky.
Hum!
Vaguely, there is a sound of sword. Qin Xuan has already shaken his wings and killed many gods.The sword is like a green and white rainbow, and the white dress is like a shadow. It passes the life rising from the tribe.
Under the sword of Qin Xuan, the spirits of many spiritual realms are just like weeds.
Tunhe is on the tower, looking at qinxuan, wantonly slaughtering the Han Xuan tribe.
God's blood fell from the air, and a corpse fell.
Within the tribe, there are roars, resentments and sorrows, which seem to turn into a sad melody.
In Qin Xuan's eyes, there was no change.
Boom!
There was a roar rising from the inside of the tribe. There was a terrible spider from the Han Xuan tribe.
"Who are you? How dare you kill our Han Xuan tribe?"
This is another great God of Han Xuan tribe. He is extremely angry and looks at Qin Xuan.
Below, there is also a magic spider in the spirit realm, spitting out venom and poisonous silk, and winding up Qin Xuan's body.
When the venom and poison silk fell on Qin Xuan's emperor Changsheng's clothes, they had already slipped.
That dress in white, as if an inch does not dye, all things do not invade.
The palm of Qin Xuan's hand was shocked again, and Emperor Changsheng turned into a big bow.
Qin Xuan holds the emperor's bow in his hand and pulls it like a full moon. It turns into arrows and emerges from the big bow.
Hum!
Every time Qin Xuan pulled his bow, he pierced a gully in the tribe.
Under this arrow, all the buildings, gods, and magic spiders disappear.
All of a sudden, a figure, already holding a dark gold spear, came from the air.
Qin Xuan lifted the big bow and pulled it, and a real arrow ran through the head of this God.
However, Han Xuan's arrow fell down behind the spider, and he was roared by the spider.
Qin Xuan, as an enemy of this big tribe, slaughtered the creatures wantonly.
Even the whole Han Xuan tribe did not expect such a disaster.
Qin Xuan's strength is too strong. Compared with the tribes in the divine world, the first emperor kingdom is almost superior.
Screams, splashes of blood, and even howls, sorrows, and resentments came to Qin Xuan's ears.
Qin Xuan's eyes, silent and motionless, did not have any benevolence.
Gods, it's a great disaster to enter the fairyland!
In Qin Xuan's body, Emperor Changsheng pours, bows, archery and destroys everything.
Since it's a war, it's my turn to be immortal
Kill the gods!
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