Chapter 827 (1/2)
The death of Fujiwara, completely ignited the Qing Qing chest in the killing intent, anger.
She can not care about the death of the Senior Brother, but she can not tolerate that she is next to True Monarch, this trivial hundred-year-old child actually avoided her to kill Fujiwara.
It is even more intolerable. When this matter is in the ears of the lord, she loses her face.
Hōng!
Flying sword came, and Qin Xuan’s Eternal Sword shook.
Ten swords, such as the Huajian River, stirred up to the flying sword.
Bang bang bang ……
Countless Eternal Sword is shattered, as if a sword river has been annihilated from the downstream to the source.
Even if Qin Xuan, the eyes are not microcoagulated by the pupil light.
Until, Yu Qing flying sword finally exhausted and turned back, Qin Xuan this scattered to the ten swords.
Eternal Sword is already a ray of light. Although it is the same as the Magical Treasure, the flying sword of the 隋晴 is not even as good as the Eternal Sword. However, under the confrontation, the Eternal Sword is slightly inferior.
Imperial Sword by people, Nascent Soul True Monarch, even the Golden Core Realm’s Dragon Supreme Talent, is also weak.
“Go back!”
Qin Xuan caressed Eternal Sword, making it into the waist.
Then, his eyes fell on the Qing Qing, I saw that the Primordial Spirit rays of light had dissipated, re-coagulated after clearing the brain.
From the beginning to the end, Yu Qing did not take a step.
She is too conceited and thinks she can get rid of everything by entering Nascent Soul.
More than a hundred bone age, for a thousand Golden Core, ten thousand years Nascent Soul, but it is just a moment that’s all, in the Culture World, but the youngster that’s all.
Nowadays, Yu Qing is obviously completely violent, she walks from the void, under the foot, if she has smoke, she slowly walks to Qin Xuan.
At each step, Heaven and Earth seem to be shaking a little.
Primordial Spirit rays of light If the body is full of people, Qin Xuan is also squeezed like Wanshan.
Pupil light is cold, and a killing intent evolves from the Primordial Spirit, such as Wan Jian in the body of Qin Xuan.
The death of Fujiwara is the result of the loss of the scent of Nascent Soul True Monarch, which is revealed at this moment.
Qin Xuan stared and watched the sun, and there was no fear in the pupil light.
“Okay, I am ants, I dare to do this!”
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Amazingly, she moved, and the Primordial Spirit was like a vast expanse of Tianhe, directly covering Qin Xuan.
Hōng!
For a moment, Qin Xuan’s body turned out to be a distortion.
Not only that, but the Primordial Spirit not only shocked his body, but the rays of light, like the Sea of Consciousness, entered his Sea of Consciousness Heaven and Earth.
Even for Qin Xuan, even this Primordial Spirit is difficult to shake his Sea of Consciousness, but if you change to the ordinary Spirit Transformation big cultivator, you will be hit hard at this moment, and Spiritual Consciousness will be destroyed.
Yan Qing is not surprised. “I have heard from Teng He that you have hidden secrets in Sea of Consciousness, and may even have Magical Treasure, Spiritual Consciousness weapon.”
“It seems that the waste of Fujiwara is not good, but it is also true!”
Qing Qing eyelids are full of killing intent, she looks down on Qin Xuan, like looking down at ants.
“But if you think that with the trivial Spiritual Consciousness, the Magical Treasure can contend me with Spirit Transformation Realm, this is a joke!”
“Now, I will let you see, what is Nascent Soul, what is…”
“True Monarch !”
Her voice fell, and if the figure was soaking, it appeared in front of Qin Xuan.
Did not move Seal Arts, did not move Divine Ability, just with the force of the body Nascent Soul, condense in the palm of his hand, a palm shot down.
Hōng!
Qin Xuan eyes circling, with the body 720 gold leaf tremble, he is like a wild beast, free from the Primordial Spirit rays of light, and the Nine Dragons.
In just one moment, the Nine Dragons made by Blood Qi annihilated under this palm, and Blood Qi was turned into nothingness.
Qi Qing’s palm collided with the fist of Qin Xuan. Just a moment, Qin Xuan’s arm was in the thrifying force force, as if to crush Qin Xuan’s Eternal Evergreen Body.