Chapter 2222 (1/2)

In the heaven and earth, Qin Xuan moves ten yang to refine the art of war and refine this star.

It's been a long time. There are so many kinds of weapons. There are more than one kind of materials, at least tens of millions of them.

It's a huge project to refine it and extract a trace of gold from it.

However, Qin Xuan could not afford to spend such a long time on the innate treasure of mother Qi.

Wanjin mother Qi is a kind of congenital Qi separated from chaos.

This Qi can be reused in all things, especially for refining tools, which is close to the supreme treasure.

Even on some imperial soldiers, there was no such golden motherhood.

In his previous life, Qin Xuan did not have a Qing emperor's sword covered with gold. Instead, he had a sword in red's hand.

A reincarnation emperor's sword contains a trace of the mother Qi of all things. However, it is not from this place.

Before red clothes came here, this pass had been broken. The person who broke it was Luo Heitian, not others.

He integrated the mother Qi of all things into the wheel of heaven, which almost swept the whole underworld group.

Even if Luo Heitian killed half an emperor or even became an emperor, he had the power of motherhood.

Qin Xuan while refining the stars, while the mind rotation.

Luo Heitian doesn't know how to break through the six levels. He has just entered the holy realm. It's the key to reach the first level. However, he has lost this opportunity.

”It's a pity that the eternal sword is not there. If the eternal sword is there, you can use it to swallow and refine the sacred treasure, or even become a holy soldier.” Qin Xuan heart light Nan, ”the past ruthless abandon, afraid it may not be good in the heart!”

He remembered when he abandoned his sword in the southern region, but he didn't think it was wrong.

In the past, he lost seven spirits. Even though he has been with him ever since, if it is in his hands, it will be broken sooner or later. Even if it is not broken, it is just idle.

It is because he lost his seven spirits that he was able to practice by himself.

If a weapon becomes a spirit, it may not be inferior to ordinary creatures.

From the realm of cultivation to the mortal world, he repeatedly refines the ancient swords, which means he will not give up. Otherwise, he will not know how many weapons he has in his hand, and how many powerful enemies he has killed, and he will never be able to compete with him without the love that accompanies him up to now.

”It's all right. It's time to look back. I hope it can live up to its eternal fame.”

Qin Xuan secretly shakes his head, eternal now, how fate, that is unknown.

Even he is hard to predict.

However, he taught more than one method of weapon cultivation.

There is also the northern region of fairyland, Qin Lei. I'd rather not lack it. I don't know how it is now?

Perhaps, has fallen, perhaps, in disaster.

Qin Xuan's heart is calm. He has given enough. As for the way, he is not alone.

……

Fairyland, southern region, abyss.

A middle-aged man, quietly looking at this place.

His posture, like a mortal, is complicated in his eyes.

”Breath, here, here, it should be the channel between heaven and hell!”

”Master, have you entered the immortal world?”

He clenched his teeth slightly, with no resentment in his eyes. Immediately, his body turned into a ray of sword light and rushed into the abyss.

In the abyss, the ape opened his eyes slightly.

”It's just that the sword goes into the dark. I owe you a favor. Why stop it?”

It eyes, again slowly closed, for that escape into the underworld sword light, indifferent.

……

Fairyland North domain, a figure, looking at the sea of blood behind.

Behind him, there are seven hundred people of Tianjiao, the former ancient great Luo, all lying dead here.

Ning Wuque is carrying a long gun, but he has a sense of obliteration in his eyes.