Chapter 1287 (1/2)
Over the Xianhuang Palace, Qin Xuan sat down.
Bloodline alienation, Source metamorphosis, a layer of light golden fluff on his body seems to stop.
If you change to other people and enter the sky, I am afraid it is difficult to control the changes of the body, but Qin Xuan is not here.
When I was a Azure Emperor, it was not difficult for him to make a living.
The so-called Bloodline variation, in his eyes of Qin Changqing, is even within the controllable range.
It is useless and refined into Divine Ability.
The first thing Qin Xuan did was to change the veins.
Essence Qi burns and refines the flesh and blood of those changes. It can be seen that Qin Xuan is now turned into a big stove.
He is practicing himself, such as refining wood pill success.
The pain in this is tantamount to the refining of flesh and blood and recombination.
After the flames disappeared, the layer of pale gold fluffiness on Qin Xuan disappeared. Instead, it was the change of the body meridians.
Human Race meridians, how complicated, the meidians of the whole body, the size is subtle, and there are countless.
But the billions of work in the world can be repaired by the Human Race family.
It is Eternal Evergreen Secret Art, whose founder is also inhuman.
In that era, whether Human Race is an existence is still unknown.
Therefore, Qin Xuan repaired Eternal Evergreen Secret Art, and finally could not play the full power of Eternal Evergreen Secret Art.
Now what Qin Xuan is doing, it is on the top of the day, the Bloodline is changing, the Meridians are changed again, and the Human Race meridians are transformed into a seamless fit with Eternal Evergreen Secret Art, resmbles nature itself.
If Qin Xuan can only play the seven-point power of Eternal Evergreen Secret Art, then it is enough to play the game.
Not only that, Qin Xuan perceives the body’s power of Bloodline, in addition to the easy change of the veins, and Eternal Evergreen Secret Art, can do more.
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At Qin Xuan, step into the sky and reinvent the body, if rebirth in the bath of flames.
The entire Xianhuangxing, within the Ninetowns, a path of shackles, and the punishment of the heavens is broken.
Those monsters, chaos in the Xianhuangxing number of 10 Million years of existence, if revived.
The owner of the Ninetowns, 100,000 soldiers.
“This is… heavenly punishment, is the early broke?”
“The Emperor is on, I finally got rid of the shackles!”
“Is it child, can you still be there?”
“How long has it been? Now, is the Shenhuang Shenguo still existence?”
a path of sound, from this phoenix god domestic sound, there are grief, excitement, but also vicissitudes.
Within the Ninetowns, a city owner is even more sighing.
Counting 10 Million years, finally got out of trouble?
They are very clear that facing them is about to die.
But for them, death is no different from liberation.
“Peacock City Zhujun listens to orders!” Suddenly, a cold voice rang, the Peacock City Lord stood proud, his eyes were awkward, “If today the punishment has been broken, the years are already 10 Million, the relatives and friends are ready for nothing.”
“I am the owner of the Peacock City, but I can’t take it into Immortal Earth. My sin is also!”
“The number of 10 Million years, let Er and so on be a monster, my sin also.”
“There are so many crimes, I can’t die!”
He looked at the soldiers, and finally, the face of pride, revealing a trace.
In a hurry, knees on the ground.
“City Lord!”
“The city owner can’t!”
“City Lord, what are you doing?”
The sergeant roared and his clothes were full of tears.
He used to be the most proud existence of Xianhuangguo. He has the authority of the gods and does not need to be polite. Nowadays, the exquisite of such pride is in front of them.
The main owner of the Peacock City is down, number 10 Million years, and the phoenix gods are buried.
This sin is too big.
This embarrassing, he is arrogant, convinced, even, even if it is Wan Hao, can it be worth the sins of 10 Million years?
The owner of the Peacock City chuckled and laughter seemed to mock himself.