Chapter 1207 (2/2)
No fairy on the top ten Star Field’s Demon Cultivator is still very fierce, except that her extremely powerful Master is not a fairy, and definitely not a weak, cross-border battle, cultivation, white bones, every trip, It will cause a great disaster, but no one can take the Saintess of the Holy Devils.
In the air, the seven-coloured glass scorpion stopped, and I saw that there was no immortal on the raft. She did not look at the three people and landed on Qin Xuan.
She has a trace Baleful Qi in her eyes, and more is happy.
But when she saw Qin Xuan’s slightly falling arm, her brow was locked.
“You are hurt?”
Her face changed suddenly. The strength of Qin Xuan was clear. The 20,000 cultivators of the Xinghe League did not hurt Qin Xuan. Now Qin Xuan’s arms are actually hurt.
Qin Xuan looked at the immortal, indifferently said: “Slightly hurt that’s all !”
He walked straight and walked toward the immortal. “I wanted to enter the Magic League. I can’t think of it.
According to his words, it is natural that the spider three people.
The three people below, always dumbstruck, as if they saw a ghost.
The beautiful woman is even more white, and her back shirt is soaked in cold sweat.
“damn, who is this brat falling to the ground? How can he know that there is no Saintess, and can talk to the non-sacred Saintess!” The woman only feels cold at the moment, what kind of existence is no fairy, she Clearly.
It is the chief of the Third Grade Mozong who sees Qin Xuan’s respectful expression of Saintess and Qin Xuan. In her eyes, it is simply unbelievable.
Moreover, just no sensation asked Qin Xuan to hurt the tone, it is not a common friendship.
At least, as the lord of the Magic League today, the existence of the Half-Step Dao Fusion of the sacred palace, it must be respected before the immortal.
There is no one who dares to speak with the immortal.
The spiders and the Yin Li Taoist on the side are even more fearful.
Who can think of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul environment, and not a Demon Cultivator, which will be related to Saintess of the Holy Devils.
They may not think more, the Saintess who can’t climb in their eyes, was once a maid of Qin Xuan.
There is no fairy, and the three people, “Can these three fellows stop you?”
Just kidding, the Galaxy League is all there, and you Qin Changqing is not in and out.
“However, these three fellows have given me a good face to grow up!” There are some gnashing one’s teeth, and she looks at the three people with sorrow. Even though this look, it is still difficult to hide her seductive charm.
Qin Xuan set foot on the seven-coloured glass enamel and sat down without thinking. It was as if he was the master of this.
This move made the tens of thousands of Void Return High Grades and the two Half-Step Dao Fusion’s geniuses suddenly change.
No fairy does not care, her eyes ray of light flashing, seems to be thinking about how to deal with the three people.
Under the eyes of immortality, the three people of the spider are more like the edge of life and death, and even dare not ask for mercy.
“Go, I am healing, then break the city!” Qin Xuan faint start to talk, if the order is given.
No fairy cold snorted, this did not pay attention to the three people, turned and walked to the seven-colored glass.
Qin Xuan turned around and let the three people of the spiders break free from the edge of death. The three people almost have a feeling of collapse.
The seven-coloured glass enamel turned, and with that a group of monarchs, walked inside the Heavenly Magic League.
Until Qin Xuan and no immortal left, the three people dared to look up.
“This fellow, who is it?” The three people of the spider are full of cold sweat, and have a heart.
“No matter who it is, it is absolutely impossible for us to provoke.” Yin Li’s voice seems to be ready, no longer Yin Li, wiped the cold sweat on his face, soaked the sleeves.
What their three people don’t know is that the three people just made a move to Qin Xuan when Qin Xuan waited, rather than multilingual.
At this moment, the ready for the Qin Xuan sword, the soul of its three people, even if there is no fairy…
Also can’t save!