Chapter 1567 (1/2)
The demon court, this sacred mountain, known for its name.
Qin Xuan figure slowly appeared, and the white clothes danced like snow.
On the holy mountain, a shadow is waiting for a long time.
Tu Xian took the face and looked at Qin Xuan.
“Overtaken this robbery?” Tu Xian did not show concern, Zhu lips bent, filled with a faint smile.
Under the magical surface, it is like water, and it is not shocking.
“It’s not a disaster.” Qin Xuan indifferently said, he looked at Tu Xian, “The ancient emperor domain is over, you don’t return to Tianmu Mountain!?”
“Want to stay here for a while, do you drive me away?” Tuxian Wenyu said with a laugh.
Qin Xuan looked at Tu Xian, looking for a stone and sitting slowly.
All around, Xianmai Spiritual Qi is rich, seven-color Spiritual Qi, such as Caixia.
Just the sword, he exhausted all his power, including the stars, including the Five Sacred Mountains, including the Azure Emperor Palace.
A sword, ask Changqing!
This sword is the first Great Ascension Sword Dao from his previous life condense. It is also the strongest attack he can use today.
Tu Xian quietly looked at Qin Xuan until Qin Xuan closed his eyes.
“That will stay for a while!”
Qin Xuan’s voice fainted, and the smile of Tu Xian was more and more intense.
She looked at Qin Xuan and took a cultivation. She sat quietly and looked at Qin Xuan.
Look at it like this, no words, no words, no disturbances, no surprises.
……
When Qin Xuan sat down, he walked out from the ancient emperor’s domain and killed two Sinreme Talents, the sky, the sacred map, and became the owner of a sacred mountain in the sacred mountain. It almost shocked the entire Cultural World. .
At the beginning of the sacred mountain of Wan Yao, there are many of the sacred sages of Human Race. After returning to the sect, it is naturally inevitable.
Immediately, the entire Cultural World was sensational. Except for the white Monk of the Battle Buddha Temple decades ago, the self-styled Battle Buddha was in the celebrity, and the Culture World again shook.
The 15th National Congress of the Five Dynasties, many First Grade Sect, almost all heard this news.
The white demon Lord, sweeping the ancient emperor domain, Jian Yantian, arrow 诛 floating map.
The ethereal fairy sect is even more furious, and there is a sacred pulse to the sacred mountain.
However, the result is that it is one of the seven holy demons of the sacred mountain of the sacred demon. The sacred demon sacred demon is the disapproval of the floating picture, acknowledging the identity of Qin Xuan, the lord of the mountain, making the ethereal sages irresistible. Great hatred.
A Sinister Supreme, it is a fairy sect that can not afford to lose.
What’s more, the floating map is the Great Ascension Middle Grade, which is almost the backbone of the ethereal fairy.
Inside the Battle Buddha Temple, a white Monk, quietly blinks.
“Three Emperor Valley into the demon court?” This is a delicate Monk, eyebrows like jade, pure and flawless.
He quietly pinched the Zen, and finally, played a Buddha Force, slowly closing.
“What is the homeland?? There is a see!”
Yuan Yangzong, an old man looks dignified, he looks to the direction of the holy demon star.
“At the time, Azure Emperor!?” He softly sigh, “It’s only been for more than a hundred years!”
Mo Huang Zong, a battlefield, has a burly rob man, holding a tiger’s knife, in front of him, almost a Blood Sea.
“Three emperors, demon court!”
“The strength is good, the Yanhuang has been followed!”
He looked into the distance, and many Tsing Yi cultivators were full of fear in this Starry Sky, even if it was a few supreme.
Robust man’s mouth reveals a smirk, fine upper body, and a knife.
“Bastard, who dares to fight me!?”
Kunlun Zong, the cold snow drifted away, a woman quietly jade flowers.
Suddenly, her fingers were slightly stunned. “The demon Lord, Qin Changqing!? The natives of the land, even ready to go so far.”
“There is time to see, and it seems that I have never seen it for a long time. It has become a supreme and I have to be congratulated!”