Chapter 2830 (1/2)
In Liehuang village, Qin Xuan is treading on the corpses of gods.
With a slow shake in his sleeve, he took out the core of the gods from the corpse.
In the village, Xiao Zhan and others have been stunned, almost blank in their mind.
The God of Han Xuan tribe, the terrible beast, was destroyed in this way!?
Mr. Qin Changqing, who is it!?
My God!
Hanxuan tribe will never sit back and watch the fall of its strongman!
Next time, what kind of existence is coming!?
In Xiao Zhan and other people's shock and wishful thinking, Qin Xuan has been shaking wings, fell in the lie barren village.
”Big, my Lord!”
Xiao Zhan and others quickly return to God, full of humble kneel on the ground, salute to Qin Xuan.
”These God cores are sent to you as a reward for your temporary residence!”
Qin Xuan slowly open mouth, ”I should also leave!”
His sleeves vibrated, and more than a hundred God cores rolled down in front of Xiao Zhan and others.
Qin Xuan's expression is indifferent. Without saying a word again, his wings suddenly vibrate behind him and disappear here.
Just below, many people in Liehuang village are at a loss.
……
Near Liehuang village, on a hill, there is a figure who looks at the corpse of hanxuan's magic spider and the corpse of a group of strong people in hanxuan tribe.
”How can it be!”
He lost his voice suddenly, full of disbelief.
It never occurred to Tunhe that the gods of the Han Xuan tribe were so destroyed.
Who is that white dress?
At this time, the Tunhe river suddenly crisis.
He saw a figure, flying into the air and coming here.
It's too fast. It's like a whirlwind.
You can't get away from it, you can't get away from it!
In Tunhe's mind, he was stunned.
But a few breaths, Qin Xuan has already appeared in front of him.
”You...” Tunhe staggers back, full of anger and resentment, looking at Qin Xuan.
In the end, he clenched his teeth and said, ”if you want to kill it, kill it!”
”Even if you kill me, how can you survive?”
”Han Xuan tribe, I will never let you go!”
”Even if you are powerful, Han Xuan tribe can't kill you, there is Tianyu city!”
”No doubt you will die, but later than me!”
He's full of anger, resentment, and curses.
Tunhe has seen the end. With Qin Xuan's strength, even the great God of Han Xuan tribe is easily killed, not to mention his spiritual realm.
Qin Xuan light looked at a swallow River, mouth slightly a pick.
”Don't let me go, Han Xuan tribe!”
The sound falls, Qin Xuan one grasps this swallow River's placket, immediately shakes the wing, soars.
Swallow river is full of struggle, he wants to make a sound, but the wind is pouring into his nose, making it difficult for him to make any sound.
Almost half an hour later, on a huge tribe that covers an area of ten thousand li, Qin Xuan, carrying the Tunhe River, fell on one of the towers.
He looked at the big tribe, the buildings, the towers, and the guards who went back and forth.
”Who is it?”
At the time of Qin Xuan's fall, some gods have found Qin Xuan. A pair of silver wings vibrate and soar.
A pair of spears, with metallic luster, pointed directly at Qin Xuan.
”The Han Xuan tribe has a population of about 30000.”