Chapter 2942 (1/2)

Ninety nine heavy heaven and earth, burying the ancient king full of fear.

It looked at the woman and didn't even dare to make a sound.

His body, at this moment, is full of shudder.

It seems to know the identity of this woman, but also know that this woman is not the existence he can provoke.

The woman raised her eyes and quietly watched the burial of the ancient evil king.

She still has a sword, a gun, a wheel and a seal around her waist, all of which are like small ornaments, swaying quietly around her waist.

”None, none...”

The sound of burying the ancient evil king contains endless fear.

And at this time, a terrible sword had run through the head of the ancient king.

Qin Xuan, dressed in white, appeared at the head of the tomb of the ancient evil king. Ten thousand ancient swords gathered the power of ten ways, which was almost a blow that gathered all the original power.

Boom!

The sound of burying the ancient evil king suddenly stopped. His body was stiff and red. At this moment, he lost his color.

The red blood, like a waterfall, flows down from the scar of the sword. When it falls, the vitality of its body decays rapidly and disperses.

This sword has completely cut off the vitality of burying the ancient evil king.

This sword, also exhausted Qin Xuan all strength.

The world was shocked by the turmoil in this world, but in Qin Xuan's eyes, he was still concerned about the life and death of the ancient king.

The woman's eyes moved and fell on Qin Xuan.

Her foot lightly a step, a step, then already vacate into Qin Xuan body front.

The two are tens of feet apart.

The corner of Qin Xuan's mouth, have bloodstain continuously gush out, hard to stop.

He raised his eyes hard and looked at the girl, ”have you recovered your memory?”

Woman did not respond, she just quietly looked at Qin Xuan, eyes, no change.

At this moment, the corpse of the ancient king fell to the earth, but the woman stepped on it lightly. In a moment, if it solidified between heaven and earth, the corpse of the ancient king would stand still in this world and never fall again.

At this time, a roar of astonishment to the extreme suddenly rang out.

A spirit of eight feet suddenly rushed out of the body of the ancient evil king.

Qin Xuan's pupil is shrinking. With this sword, he cuts off the vitality of burying the ancient fierce king, but the spirit of burying the ancient fierce king has not fallen yet!?

At least among the spirits Qin Xuan met, he had never seen before.

If the emperor's body is cut, the general gods will fall. In the fairyland, there is a saying that the immortal soul will not fall, but the God Emperor in the fairyland can't!

Or can the God King or above keep the spirit alive!?

In his previous life, he had inflicted enough damage on the king of God, but he had never been killed. He had never seen this scene.

In this life, he has never killed the God King.

When Qin xuanran came to the tomb, he was furious.

Even if the body is destroyed, the spirit still contains the power to surpass the God King, even in Qin Xuan's heyday. Besides, Qin Xuan's victory in the past sword has exhausted all the power in his body.

In the process of burying the ancient evil king for revenge, a faint voice rang out.

”Go away!”

A word falls, that red spirit, suddenly, then rigidly stands in this heaven and earth.

It's like endless shackles, trapped in this spirit.

”Your master is still outside. If you start again, there will be only eight slaves left.” The woman's voice is very flat, so that the eyes of the spirit, but once again filled with fear.

With the silence, the shackles of the spirit seemed to have dissipated, and the spirit of burying the ancient evil king no longer ignored Qin Xuan, directly soared into the sky, rushed to the upper heaven and earth, and disappeared in the ninety-nine heaven and earth.

Qin Xuan did not look back at her.

With a slight movement of her wrist, the flower in her palm fell in front of Qin Xuan. Then, as soon as the woman stepped on it, she disappeared here.

Qin Xuan looks at the trace that the woman disappears, his pupil is in condense, eyebrow, is tightly lock up.