Chapter 1987 (1/2)

Under the whirlpool, the space is stagnant.

The power of imprisoning all saints.

Qin Xuan looked at the broken hand, wrist, Bone Bead above, a light weight suddenly Teng now.

In a flash, all the pressure around his body disappeared.

In the past, in the secret place of Xianyuan, he had the idea of emperor breaking the holy power, but now, he has no idea of emperor. With the idea of real immortal, it's like a fool's dream to break the holy power.

Qin Xuan looks at that broken hand, both hands suddenly coagulate Jue.

Immediately, its thin lips slightly open.

”Broken!”

The sound of vastness, like a holy sound, rings out in this heaven and earth.

In an instant, the Shengwei prison where Zhen Qianzhou and others were imprisoned was broken.

He looked at Luo Fu Xian and others and said: ”nine turn blood wood flower, you can take it away!”

Sound falls, Qin Xuan behind wind thunder fairy wing a shock, he unexpectedly straight to that break hand to rush!

”Mr. Qin!”

”Qin Changqing, what are you going to do?”

Zhen Luo's face changes suddenly.

Qin Xuan has been under the influence of the sage. With Qin Xuan approaching, the broken hand seems to be aware that a vast holy power sweeps over Qin Xuan again, like a tsunami.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, he gathered the essence, and in his hand, the ancient sword was shocked. ”Just Shengwei, do you want to stop me?”

Boom!

A touch of Jiuyou Shengyuan is condensed on the ancient sword.

In an instant, the sword cut to Shengwei.

Qin Xuan's face turned a little red when he shook the sword with Shengwei, but he didn't care and cut out a sword again.

Sword light intertwined, accompanied by a roar, Qin Xuan abruptly broke a few feet, close to the saint cut off.

Qin Xuan took a look at the broken hand and took a deep breath.

The saint broke his hand as if he was completely angry. The palm of his hand was trembling. Immediately, a great force burst out from it.

In an instant, the space of ten Zhang square was shattered in an instant, but Qin Xuan had already noticed it. He directly shook the wind and thunder fairy wings, avoided this place and rushed to the whirlpool.

He looked down at Luo Fu Xian and others with indifferent eyes.

”Buried in the depths of the emperor's mausoleum, as expected!”

”Chance in danger!”

Qin Xuan light Nan a, he breeze thunder fairy wing a shock, then thoroughly sink into that whirlpool inside.

Luo Fu Xian, Zhen Qianzhou four people, is almost dull.

Luo Fuxian can't help stepping forward, but he is suddenly stopped by Zhen Qianzhou.

”You can't go!”

”I don't know where it leads. This is the tomb of the emperor!”

Zhen Qianzhou seemed to know Luo Fu Xian's action. He watched the broken hand fly out and rush into the whirlpool. In a moment, the whole whirlpool seemed to be shaking and shrinking slowly.

Luo Fu Xian looks at Zhen Qianzhou and takes a deep breath.

”Get out of the way!”

Then, as soon as she stepped on it, she went straight to the whirlpool.

Zhen Qianzhou's face changed suddenly. He yelled angrily, ”Qin Changqing, you've done harm to my son!”

Immediately, he rose up and followed Xiang Fu Xian.

”Miss Luo, master Zhen!”

At this moment, the brothers and sisters of Moyu and Moxuan suddenly turn pale and look at each other. They all see the anger in each other's eyes, and there is even a trace of indignation.

This is a sea of flowers. They can't go out without Luofu fairy.

Now, they have a way

In an instant, they soared into the air and rushed directly into the whirlpool.

With four figures rushing into the vortex, after counting breath, the huge vortex has completely disappeared.

Instead, it's a terrible wave, like the burst of stars.