Chapter 1324 (1/2)

It’s not just the nightingale, it’s the sword, you’re the two great monsters, and in a flash, the eyes are on Qin Xuan.

“Insane, Azure Emperor, you are going to die, don’t pull me together!” Liu Yuxi at this moment complexion pale to the extreme.

Is this fellow crazy? A Tao of the Void Return Low Grade, dare to humiliate the four powers.

He knows that Qin Xuan’s strength is extraordinary, and the previous Baizhang law is enough to prove.

But even if it is not extraordinary, how can Void Return Low Grade contend with the river? What’s more, there are four Dao Fusion abilities in front of you.

The people of the Hanlu tribe are also dumbstruck, white, white, and white. No one ever thought that at this moment, when the Void Return they invited, the king and the beast flew away, someone would choose to start to Talk.

Moreover, a start to talk is so mad.

Are you still alive?

This is simply to smother the four powers to the extreme, completely out of sight.

The night squinted and looked at Qin Xuan. “You shouldn’t be the person of the Hanlu tribe? At this moment, you are not afraid of death?”

He looked at Qin Xuan, under the cloak, and even he couldn’t see the cultivation base of Qin Xuan.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Xuan all around the void, at this moment seems to be as solid as the essence, the whole space is compressing, this terrifying pressure, such as Wanshan squeeze, aside Liu Yuxi is just a moment, then complexion pale, corner of The mouth flow blood, a difficult resistance to Dao Fusion Realm, is called the Divine Ability of the mighty.

Into Dao Fusion, the most basic is the Compehension space Dao Principle, the refinery is planted into a boundary.

Under the Dao Principle of this space, the Void Return is stronger and cannot be an opponent.

In Cultivation World, there is no shortage of wars across borders, but the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to cross the border.

Void Return The Void Return Primordial Spirit, the Tao, the Dao Fusion Realm, and the Dao Principle, each of which is not comparable to the power of the realm, as if it were not in the same Heaven and Earth. .

Under the space Dao Principle, Qin Xuan seems to be indifferent.

Even the cloak on his body did not even have a crease.

“No!” Qin Xuan faintly spit out the words.

“Since it is not a person of the Hanlu tribe, I am not going to roll it. Do you want to die here?” The scorpion scorpion is ready to roar, and the gar is blooming.

“And I don’t know who you are, but if you want to die, I will be perfect for you.” The nightingale indifferently said, invisibly, the pressure of the space Dao Principle doubled, “also let the sky cultivator cultivator look at one Look, stop my silver dragon road, how come off.”

Just as the nightingale was going to make a move, the cloak lifted slightly, revealing a chin and thin lips in the sun.

The thin lips are slightly open and the sound is calm. Qin Xuan looks at the four powers.

“In my hometown, there is a saying that owes money to pay back the money, and it is natural!”

“I am relying on this place, restoring consumption, it is also a love of the Hanlu tribe.”

Qin Xuan looked indifferently. “So, let’s go, when I am still thinking, when Muir is still alive.”

A faint discourse emerges, so that the killing intent in the eyes of the nightingale is almost the highest.

“big courage!” The sword is full of anger, Sword Intent.

“A good madness, I don’t know what the face is under the cloak!” The woman who had turned into a Fifth Elder before was even a chuckle, and she was curious in her eyes.

“Hanha, a ignorant generation of Human Race.” The scales are also screaming in the sky. “The deity wants to see, with a Human Race ants, why are you here?”

In an instant, the scales are moving.

It was only a moment, it appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

The silver body, like a shuttle, Space-Time seems to be stagnation at this moment, all around becomes extremely slow, only the body of the scales is moving.

It is not the size of a palm, but the scales are the four great monsters, and the gar is comparable to the great treasure, which is the scale of the Flood Dragon.

For a moment, the scales of the tits passed over the body of Qin Xuan, running through his chest.

Even, except for the power of the field, almost no one can reflect it.

The white volts are shrinking, and there is a trace of pity, oh, if it is not the cold heron tribe, the only person who dares to help him with the cold heron tribe will not fall to this place.

“Yinlong tribe!” Bai Fu snarled in his heart, and his eyes were already dead.

At this moment, the nightingale, holding the sword youth, and the woman who is familiar with the change of vision.