Chapter 908 (1/2)
On the third floor, sitting in a long smoke, carrying a green altar.
The hair dances with the breeze, and her pupil light always looks at the four-story entrance.
Suddenly, her pupil light fretting, only to see a figure in the four-story entrance.
“Junior Brother…”
Still not waiting for her words fall, her pupils are shrinking, such as the enemy.
Wild treasure floor costumes!
She was dignified and forcibly swallowed and then discourse.
At this moment, the long smoke slightly startled, I saw that the cultivator of the wild treasure building did not look at her, madly left, as if behind the yellow spring.
Immediately, in the eyes of long smoke, a path of figure rushed out from the underground staircase.
Sōu sōu sōu sōu ……
More than 30 people came out from the entrance of the fourth floor, and Cangjie fled.
The long-smoky eyes were slightly sluggish, and she looked at the scene. The lips were slightly open. “What happened?”
Just in her dumbstruck, another voice came out of the underground stairs.
The pace is slow, take the hand and step by step.
Long smoke looked at the hair, light face, gray clothes one by one, she suddenly returned to God.
The eyes are a little red!
“Senior Sister !”
“There are half of the altar wine, can you still?”
Qin Xuan filled with a faint smile, he walked to the side of the long smoke, mentioning the green altar, and sipping it.
Until, Qingtan empty, Qin Xuan eyes are not a little drunk.
He patted the shoulders of long smoke, as if he was worried about it.
“Senior Sister Worthy is a good wine drinker!”
“This wine is very good!”
……
Four layers, rivers of blood, corpses across the field.
Han Yu and others are staring at such a scene, and their hearts are like hundreds of millions of waves, overturning their hearts.
“After tomorrow, there is no magic cloud in the Tianzhu Pavilion!”
The words of the past are like sounds in my ears.
Han Yu did not think of it, this scene appeared in front of her.
One person came, one enemy, but killed a river of the blood, into the Tianzhu Pavilion, more than 200 Spirit Transformation big cultivator, all in one hand.
How terrible?
“Shallow water may wish to have Wolong!”
“Master, I seem to be aware!”
Han Yu lightly muttered, her Master is one of the direct descendants of Tongbao Pavilion, hundreds of life essence into True Monarch, but willing to stay in this northern place of the ink cloud star.
We must know that Feng Bao is at the center of the ink cloud star, and that many Chinese gods also want to revere, but Feng Bao has remained in the deserted city in the northern wilderness.
The streamlined Cloud Sect Spirit Transformation big cultivator, such as Liu Zhi, Liule, etc., is even more cold at the moment.
Especially in Shizhi, he was fortunate in his heart, fearful, and more frightened.
If he is Heavenly Cloud Sect and Qin Xuan is killing, how is he different from this corpse?
Music is taking a deep breath, “If you can live to return to the sect, you can be in the core!”
Core brother!
Throughout Heavenly Cloud Sect, thousands of brothers are only 寥寥100 people.
Everyone is amazed and brilliant, but in the heart of the music, he can’t help but raise a trace of whimsy.
These are the core brothers in Sect who are shocked and brilliant. Can they be so called?
Every time a fragrant time, everyone did not move, not even dare to move, looking at this scene.
They seem to know that Qin Xuan will come again.
At the entrance of the fourth floor, two figures walked out, and Qin Xuan was still gray and gray.
The long smoke is Yu Guang looking at this fierce scene, the whole heart is not competing to beat.
“Junior Brother, this is you…”
“Un!”
Qin Xuan slowly nodded. His pupil light fell on the Spirit Transformation Big cultivator, such as Tongbao Pavilion and Heavenly Cloud Sect.