Chapter 2699 (1/2)

Qin Xuan's immortal body seems to have lost all his strength at this moment, and his blood and bones seem to have returned to normal, with only a common half imperial grade.

Bandinian is also integrated into the source species. In this source species, the crack expands again. It seems that endless fog can be seen from the crack. It's hard to see what will be born in this source species.

Thirty six congenital lotus flowers are constantly withering, and the petals of lotus are annihilating. The power of Xiantian emperor's medicine is still melting into Qin Xuan's body.

These innate lotus power, no longer into the Qin Xuan knowledge sea, body, but into the source of the species.

Bang! Bang

At this moment, Yuanzhong makes a loud sound, like a monk knocking on a fairy bell and the roar of a Hongzhong, or a god knocking on a drum, shaking all things in the world, more like the heartbeat of a giant beast.

Suddenly, nine rays of light flew out of the crack.

There is the power of ink, such as the power of water, but also the power of colorful, green, gray and black

Nine distinct forces emerge around the source species.

That's the power of the nine ways. Qin Xuan's power of the nine ways is now flying out of the source species. It is constantly changing around the source species. In a moment, the power of the nine ways turns into a chain of shackles, crisscrossing and covering all around the source species.

This is the shackle of the nine powers. Each of the nine powers is condensed into essence, but it blocks the source of Qin Xuan's hard work.

At this moment, Qin Xuan was completely disconnected from the source species, as if there were nine endless barriers between his body and the source species. Fortunately, Qin Xuan's thoughts were already in the source species, and his consciousness had already existed in the source species.

For Qin Xuan, he seems to be in endless darkness, surrounded by shackles, blocking his body.

Although the power of thirty-six congenital lotus flowers was constantly integrated into his body through the nine chains, he was still like a trapped animal in a cage, and it was difficult to break the nine chains.

Qin Xuan sits quietly in the nine chains. He doesn't feel a bit flustered, but he is constantly swallowing the power of the innate lotus.

The power of congenital lotus is not only moistening Qin Xuan's half emperor thought, but also moistening the nine shackles.

From the point of view of the source species, each 24 hours, there is a subtle nine chain.

Or the lock of destruction, or the lock of time and space, or the lock of chaos

Qin Xuan is becoming stronger and stronger, and the lock of the nine roads is still the same.

Within the source species, all the power of the eternal world, the power of emperor's thoughts, and the power of source species were gathered. Qin Xuan sat in the darkness, surrounded by the emperor's writings of the five mountains.

In his hands, it seems that something is gathering gradually.

Time is still passing, for Qin Xuan, this boring long years, but more like a journey.

The long road is endless, leaving him alone on this road.

In his heart, there was a faint illusion. Even though it was hard to move his heart, he was bewitched all the time. If there was a little wave in Qin Xuan's heart, the illusion would rise from the emperor's mind, bewitch his consciousness and sink into it.

In this fantasy, Qin Xuan seems to see what he has condensed.

It's as if I saw a lot of figures. You are unique. Mo Qinglian, Xiao Wu, Tu Xian

There are Qin Hao and jin'er, big and small

Old friends, one by one floating in front of him, what words did not say, but emerged, but disappeared again.

It's like the moon in the mirror. Qin Xuan can only look at it, but it's hard to touch it forever.

Qin Xuan's heart is as calm as water. Even in the face of many old friends he cherishes, he has never had any trouble.

The past life sharpened the eternal state of mind, so that he did not move, fearless of this world bewitching.

In this way, Qin Xuan's sitting in a tray was 62 years.

Considering Qin Xuan's years on the altar of time and space, he has practiced for more than 100 years.

As time flies, it is hard for anyone to imagine that Qin Xuan is in such deep water at the moment.