Chapter 2979 (1/2)

As if the eyes of the world, a breath of blood.

Depressing, depressing, making people fidgety, and even involuntarily killing.

Qin Xuan seems to be aware of the abnormal, awe inspiring eyes, his palm slightly a shock, the wind gathered into the hands, if condensed into essence.

”The intention of killing permeates the heaven and earth, and affects the mind. In this heaven and earth, the mind is more unstable!”

”If you are unstable, you may even be eroded by this killing intention, and your character will change greatly!”

Qin Xuan's eyes twinkled with a touch of subtle light. He was still, not affected by the killing intention around him, staring around.

According to his previous life, the tombs of the hundred kings entered the kingdom. It was heard that there were only three or two people who came back to the kingdom.

One person can be sure that it is the God King. As for the others, Qin Xuan doesn't know who it is.

But in the face of the danger of burying the kings, Qin Xuan would not take it lightly.

”Roar!”

On Qin Xuan's shoulder, gluttonous goods give out a low roar, and Qin Xuan's mood connected in the heart, as if a bit irritable.

”Your strength is not weak, but your heart is too immature, lack of temper!”

Qin Xuan's palms cover the greedy goods on his shoulders. Emperor Nian turns them into gossamer and falls into the center of his brow.

”This is a meditation method created by a friend of mine. You can practice it and sharpen your mind with the killing intention of the heaven and the earth!”

Qin Xuan slowly opens his mouth. Under his palm, greedy food gradually becomes stable.

Behind Qin Xuan's back, the disordered wings are shaking. The disordered wings are unfolding slowly. In my ears, there are the voices of the king of Xuanshen and the king of yidemon.

After the tombs of the hundred kings were buried in the era of ten thousand people, there were often rumors in the kingdom.

It is said that there are nine treasures in the tombs of the hundred kings, each of which is enough to transform the God King and look beyond the king level.

Three long crude drugs, three kinds of supreme treasures, three supreme soldiers!

It is said that those who get the medicine of longevity can live a long and endless life.

For the deities who have lived to the limit for thousands of years, their desire for immortality is more than that of the great emperor of the fairyland.

But it's said that in the kingdom of the king, it's the eternal tomb.

It is said that each of the three treasures can transform people and make them invincible.

The supreme soldier is even more legendary. It can crush the soldiers in the world. Under the supreme soldier, it is like clay sculpture and porcelain casting.

These nine treasures, no matter which one, are enough to make the king's domain and even the creatures in the Divine Land flock to them.

It is not the first time that keyjade appears. Every time it appears, it is enough to set off a bloodbath in the divine world.

Qin Xuan walks in this world. It seems that the earth is the same as that in the no return forbidden area, but the endless bones are missing.

Suddenly, in front of Qin Xuan, there was a vague shadow coming from a very far distance.

Clang, clang

Like a knife across the rock, that kind of sound, so that this silent world, emitting a sense of killing.

Qin Xuan gazes into the distance. The emperor of Changsheng gathers slowly. Changsheng pupil shows his eyes and looks thousands of miles away. A figure walks with a bent back. The long knife in his hand drags on the ground and tears the dark black earth.

When Qin Xuan saw this figure, his body suddenly fell slightly. Then, his feet broke out, and the soil was flying. He ran wildly in the world and came to Qin Xuan.

Soon, Qin Xuan around, again aware of the breath, similar to this figure, dragging the blade, from all directions, to Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's eyes slightly condensed, he slowly raised his hand, golden God bow, emerged in the palm of his hand.

Eighteen magic powers, break the sky bow!

In the palm of his hand, the big bow opened, and there was an imperial arrow. Suddenly, an arrow, like a rainbow, broke through the sky, fell on the figure and penetrated it.

Boom!

This figure, under the sword of Qin Xuan, turned into powder, a blood mist.

Qin Xuan turned and moved his arms again.