Chapter 2136 (1/2)

There are nine secluded places in the underworld, one secluded and one heavy, and the depth of the nine secluded places is the bottom of the fairyland, where the nine secluded places are buried.

Together with its nine secluded passageways, there are nine huge gates.

It is one of the three families of the great emperors, the great power of the Jiuyou family.

Jiuyouluo Tianmen!

Qin Xuan exhausted the immortal yuan, holding the magic power of the great emperor in his hand, Jiuyou Luotian gate. In a moment, Jiuchong Luotian gate represents nine kinds of different meanings of the nether world, sweeping to the Quanming Luotian gate.

Boom!

In an instant, the spring and the gate of heaven, like a little witch to see a big witch, will be broken in an instant.

Among them, there is also the incredible roar of the Holy Son of Quanming, who is suppressed by the Heaven Gate of jiuyouluo.

On this side of the mountain, nine huge gates stand horizontally, and a crack spreads from here to the bottom of the mountain.

Qin Xuan explores his hand, takes the Wuling sword, and looks at the bloody spring son under the Heaven Gate of jiuyouluo.

”Mole ant, do you think you are the only one who can use it to accumulate death?”

”Just ignorance!”

The Holy Son of Quanming moves the holy soldier, and the spring gate of Jiuqu town wants to kill Qin Xuan. Unfortunately, Qin Xuan's sword is faster.

He looked at the head of the son of the spring, and cut it down with one sword.

Poof!

The broken head was like a stone, fell to the ground, and finally fell into the huge crack.

Qin Xuan coldly looked at the headless corpse and stood up with his sword. He turned his hand and even collected the Jiuqu town spring gate and the treasure of the spring son.

With the nine gates dispersing, Qin Xuan steps forward.

Hunyuan fourth realm is invincible, the son of Quanming sage.

Die!

……

This is the corpse of a saint of a strange race in the fairyland, nanmanling, who was buried here.

This group, now extinct in the world, was born at the beginning of this era, but eventually submerged in the years of southern regions.

Even from the beginning of this era to now, it has been more than 36 billion years. There are too many races annihilated in the dark and turbulent era.

A hundred miles away, Qin Xuan looked at the huge holy corpse from a distance and slowly turned his head.

He went to the top of a mountain, where Xianli moved, cut rocks like a chair, and sat quietly.

At his waist, he spits out a scroll, which is not like the thing of this era. It seems to be made of some kind of holy skin, and it is slightly rough under the touch.

”This is the way to refine the sage!”

Qin Xuan is looking at this scroll, the pupil of indifference is reflecting this method.

This is a kind of immortal method, also can be said to be a kind of forbidden technique, which is to refine the holy corpse, extract the remaining holy yuan, and turn it into a pool of water, so as to refine the body and even cultivate it.

Moreover, in this method, 17 holy corpses can be used to refine a pool of water.

Qin Xuan seems to understand why the son of Quan Ming came to this meteorite Saint Jiuchong mountain. He wants to use the holy corpse to practice this method and help him become a saint.

Qin Xuan palm a shock, this scroll then annihilates in its palm.

”It reminds me that although Yuanli is hard to practice, there are many holy corpses here!”

”There are still some who have not been eroded by resentment and become monsters!”

Qin Xuan muttered to himself, ”unfortunately, this method is too bad, far less than all my methods.”