Chapter 1212 (1/2)

Xuan Lei Tongtian, Yanghuo Ruohai.

From this, one person wearing a black robes, eyebrows and cinnabar blood lines from which to go out, if insufferably arrogant state.

Qin Xuan landed in front of the city’s main government, looking at this person, his eyes tremble.

At the same time, the man also saw Qin Xuan.

The man looked indifferently and looked at Qin Xuan. “Nascent Soul dared to enter the city and dare to be timid!”

He had already noticed Qin Xuan, but he didn’t care.

Qin Xuan looked at this child and said slowly: “Sampire Supreme Talent, why is this!?”

Just four words, let the man not want to pay attention to the eyes.

“Do you know my identity?” He brows slightly wrinkle, looking at Qin Xuan, “a remote place, knowing my identity, the eye is not bad.”

Suddenly, his Primordial Spirit shrouded Qin Qin, so rude, overbearing.

But the man did not care, as if Qin Xuan was the fish in his eyes, it was easy to slaughter.

As for Qin Xuan’s feelings, men naturally don’t care.

People want to eat meat and slaughter cattle and sheep, and they will care about the pain of cattle and sheep.

In Qin Xuan’s eyes, the bright glow flashes, and within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the nine-color golden lotus moves, and the knives of the years are smashed.

It seems to be a knife and a sea, and will shroud his own Primordial Spirit. Qin Xuan is here, but his footsteps are slightly backward.

He stepped back three steps. Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, if the nine-color golden lotus was withered, it was so badly hurt that Qin Xuan’s complexion was slightly pale.

“Hey?” The man was slightly surprised, and he looked at the knife that had not entered Qin Xuan’s eyebrows.

“Nascent Soul Middle Grade, even if I have the help of the soldiers, it is rare to break my Primordial Spirit.” He saw a trace of interest in his heart and seemed to discover something new.

Qin Xuan looked at him, he looked at this person, and there was cold light in his eyes.

He knows this person, and previous life is famous in the Culture World.

There are five people in the fairy tales, two people in the Supreme, two people supreme, two people powerful, one person.

The person in front of him is the episode of the Void Return.

Ninth Seventeenth of the Sentinel, Yang Thunder God, Wan Xu, No. Yang.

Legend This person was born in Culture World, a great family. It was the day of the same 17th Hengyang Yang, which was rare on the Star. His father was buried in the 17th Yangyang Yangqi. A golden Ufa species.

Later, this person entered the wind, Lei Wanzong, three-year-old Qi Condensation, five-year-old Golden Core, seventeen-year-old Spirit Transformation, thirty-six-year-old Nascent Soul, the third hundred and twenty-two into the Void Return, rumors that within a thousand years into Dao Fusion Capital.

Do not want to Xiaoxiao this year into Dao Fusion, ordinary cultivator If you are eager to realm, Millennium Dao Fusion is not difficult, but Wan Xu’s Dao Fusion, but extremely extraordinary, previous life Qin Xuan has encountered, this person Dao Fusion, repaired the law Heavenly Thunder, known as the breakable method, is known as the invincible of Dao Fusion Realm.

That is the fairy tales, how many Supreme Talents, Dao Fusion is invincible, it is hard to imagine.

Qin Xuan runs the refining method and restores the Primordial Spirit in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

“Break the Xuan Lei, it is no wonder that you can break the city and destroy the fierce body.” Qin Xuan slowly start to talk, he looked at Wan Xu, “Is this your pride?”

There is a kind of indifference in his eyes, and the people in front of him are indeed strong. The Supreme Talent, Culture World, among the sentient beings, can rank the 97th.

If two people are in the same realm, perhaps Qin Xuan will not care, but in front of Wan Xu, obviously already has the cultivation base of Void Return Middle Grade.

The power of Void Return Middle Grade and the prepared with Dao Fusion Middle Grade of Supreme Talent is also horrible.

The people in front of you are enough to sweep the ruins of Xianhuang, including Qin Xuan, now in the Nascent Soul.

Wan Xu faintly smiled, he looked at Qin Xuan, “Proudly Lingren? Powerhouse proudly, above the weak, of course, if you are not convinced, better than me!”

He looked at Qin Xuan. “It seems that you are a little talented. If you are a servant around me? For my servant of Wan Xu, I am better than the so-called three grand daughters of Galaxy.”