Known as the top ten Star Field Spirit Transformation Realm invincible, now no more than a musk time will be annihilated in the Xuan Kunjie bead.
Even the misty monarch, the Great Ascension Supreme, is not a bit low in the eyes.
Three people came, and now the two people, whether it is Zhang Longjia, or fog, the future must be a stunning generation, is the backbone of the future of the fog home Powerhouse, and even the power, supreme is not necessarily.
Nowadays, they are annihilated in the Xuankun border. The most important thing is that the price of such a painful one is made by them.
Even though the spirit of the misty spirit is killing intent thousands of thousands of anger, there is no vent at this moment.
His glory fell on the last person, eyes slowly pause, “Bei Su, the last battle!”
The misty spirit was voiced, and his eyes were heavy. From the beginning to the end, he never thought that he would let this person play.
No one knows better than Wu Lingjun. What does the fog action take on behalf of?
Heavenly Cloud Sect Changqing is destined to die, but the fog family has to pay a painful price.
“Know, he will die, for the mysterious funeral!” Youth faint start to talk, as in the past, the death of the stillness, under the foot light, into the Xuan Kunjie bead.
Feng Bao’s pupil light looked at the fog and had doubts in his eyes.
He has read through the fog family clansman, but only this person, he did not even have a slight impression.
The fog family can leave it in the last place to play, obviously it is very confident for this person. If the three battles are defeated, it is said that the fog family is lifting their own stones, and the face is light enough to make the fog home unbearable.
Great Family Dignity and shame!
Feng Bao looked at the picture inside the Xuankun border and fell into meditation.
Not only Feng Bao, but also the presence of Heavenly Cloud Sect, including Li Xuandao, the wind and the magic are also clear.
“What can I see with Uncle-Master?” Li Xuanda’s brow was locked and his heart was slightly uneasy.
He never despised the fog family, the Middle China Great Family, the three supreme huge monsters, and how can Li Xuandao dare to despise.
But now, he has a bad feeling, as if there is a major event.
The wind demon shook his head slightly. “This person was sheltered by the misty spirit in the supreme thought, and I did not find anything after entering the Xuankun border.”
“Reassured, if there is something wrong, I will make a move directly to save Changqing!”
Li Xuandao took a deep breath, looking at the two figures in the Xuan Kunjie bead, lightly muttered: “I hope not to accident!”
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In Xuan Kunjie, Qin Xuan took several medicine pills to make up for Magic Force and Blood Qi.
There are not many medicine pills left by him, but it is almost enough.
Fog!
Qin Xuan looked at the sky and fell, full of death stillness.
Despite the fact that the fog has changed dramatically, Qin Xuan saw this person at first sight and recognized who this person is.
Wuxuan Grandfather, next to the foggy family, an old man who lived nine thousand years old.
This pair of scorpions, previous life, after he killed the fog from the ruins of Xianhuang, he hunted his top ten Star Field.
Qin Xuan previous life Forced to leave the top ten Star Field, enter the Culture World Starry Sky, the entire fog family’s pursuit, no one has let Qin Xuan get into the crisis.
This is the pair of eyes full of death stillness, watching Qin Xuan for more than a decade, and has not left the top ten Star Field.
Qin Xuan smiled as if he was laughing.
Wu Bo stayed in this Xuan Kunjie bead, never started to talk, just a slight flip of the palm, a seven-flying sword flying in his hand.
Hey!
Flying sword broke, as Changhong swept away.
Qin Xuan stopped the interest rate adjustment, eyes slowly paused, right-handed black color, and took it.
The seven flying swords were directly photographed, such as the nymph, and along with the seven flying swords, Qin Xuan once again appeared in a seven-piece flying sword.
Qin Xuan once again make a move, flying the flying sword, he took a full seven-eight-handed flying sword, and suddenly scattered around all the flying swording rays of light. If it is in a row, it will be Qin. Xuan shrouded it.
Subsequently, I saw a path of cracks floating above the seven flying swords.
With the roar of the roar, countless pieces of rain like the rain, impacted Qin Xuan.
Seven or eight handles, seven pieces of Magical Treasure, while blasting!
The seven-character Magical Treasure blew itself, and the ordinary Spirit Transformation Realm should also retire, not to mention that Qin Xuan is at this blasting center.
The body is really a dollar, and numerous pieces are pierced, as if Qin Xuan was turned into a hedgehog.
As Qin Xuan’s body shook, many flying swords were instantly shaken.
The outside world, many people stupefied, seven products Magical Treasure most of them do not care, but for the Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator is also a rare thing, Wubo is only the first make a move, it directly detonated Magical Treasure?
Decisive, fierce!
There is no amazing Divine Ability, no glamorous Spirit Arts, just this one move, but it makes many people feel guilty.
It was not surprising that the fog was watching Qin Xuan, who was unharmed. Then he held Spirit Arts in his hand.
I saw a sharp gun, and a sharp golden dragon’s gun appeared in front of the fog. Then, the fog and the palm of the hand fell at the end of the gun. For a moment, the extraordinary guns pierced through numerous guns.
a path of guns rushing like a rainstorm, shot down on the Qin Xuan body.
Qin Xuan did not move, he looked at Wubo.
“What is Changqing doing? He didn’t make a move attack?”
“This is not his style. Zhang Longjia is in the front. Qin Xuan has never had a little bit to retreat. Now he is beaten and not back?”
“It’s really weird, or is it that Changqing within the body Magic Force already?”
Many of Daojun’s eyes were shocked and even more puzzled. Li Xuantao and Fengmo were also the same.
In the Xuankun border, all the guns are broken and broken. If the water drops into the sea, Qin Xuan still has not moved the little bit.
The brows of the fog, the wrinkle, the trace of his death stillness, a trace of waves, “You, just keep it?”
Qin Xuan faintly smiled, he looked at the fog.
“Fog!”
Just three words, but let the fog and eyes stun.
He is very clear that Qin Xuan could not know the things outside the Xuankun border. From the beginning to the end, the foggy Dao Fusion and the misty spirit did not call his name.
Now, Changqing, who should have been unclear what he called, actually called his name?
The misty scorpion’s pair of deathly stillness’s scorpion changed, and a little killing intent emerged. Then, the killing intent was turned into a tidal wave and filled the whole scorpion.
He jumped on the foot and rushed to Qin Xuan. The speed was so fast that Qin Xuan was not good at Jin Peng.
Fog Bosu slightly opened his mouth, and in his mouth, a blue pearl of a size was born.
At the moment when the beads appeared, the complexion of the wind and the magic suddenly changed. I saw the inside of the Xuankun border, the wind became a palm, and the palm was like Heaven.
“you dare! ”
Outside the Xuankun border, the wind devil eyes did not hide the killing intent, and suddenly looked at the misty spirit.
As for the fog, it seems to have been expected. The sleeves are rolled up, and Divine Ability, such as the sleeves, is displayed. The foggy Dao Fusion is powerful, and the wolf and the golden blue are caught in the sleeves.
“Wind Devil, what are you doing?” The misty monarch drank, and the bright glow flashed in his eyes.
Such a shock, it is even more so that Li Xuandao and others are disillusioned.
In the Xuankun border, the fog appeared in the Qin Xuan 100 meters away, and the blue beads in front of his mouth instantly bloomed.
Qin Xuan didn’t care, let Wei Blu-ray hang it.
Surrounded by the sky, the waves are soaring.
Qin Xuan faintly smiled, looking at the old look, the old man of the seven-foot crane.
“You are a cultivator of Half-Step Daojun, so I am so tempted to make me a move!”
“How can I follow your wishes?”
Qin Xuan sounds like the wind, falling in the sea.
Before the Tianyun Hall, the wind demon looked at the blue beads in the Xuankun border.
The giant palm fell on it, and the blue beads did not move.