Chapter 1952： A few people's road (four more ask for monthly pass)
In the darkness, the white clothes shattered.
A drop of Phoenix's blood was carried by Bianqin, and it fell into Qin Xuan's lips.
As the years passed, it has been four years since Qin Xuan entered it.
This time, Qin Xuan suffered too much damage. The true immortal Eighth Heaven, even if the eternal evergreen body is against the sky, is the inheritance of the great emperor, but with the body of the true immortal and the power of the saint, it is enough to put it in the eyes of some arrogances in the immortal world. Shock.
True Immortal Nine Heavens, Da Luo Eight Transitions, Hunyuan Six Realms, the difference between them is far from the world.
As Qin Xuan said in the past, the true immortal cuts the Hunyuan, is tantamount to the ants shaking the sky.
With the vastness of the world, a gust of strong wind can kill the ants. How difficult is the ants to shake the sky?
It is almost unimaginable in the eyes of all beings in the fairy world.
Even if it was Qin Xuan, who had slept for four years and raised his body with mixed Yuanhuang blood, he never fully recovered.
However, on his body, those fierce and terrifying cracks that are enough to see the bones are almost restored, and in the vague, there are only faint traces.
As for how hard Qin Xuan was hit within, I am afraid that only Qin Xuan himself knows.
For four years, Feng Wei carried Phoenix blood on his back, and almost consumed that Phoenix blood.
In four years, Feng Wei also completely refined the sun-swallowing golden phoenix into Da Luo Wan Beast Wine.
A thousand cups of Daluowan Beast Wine, along with the exhaustion of Huang's blood, Bianqian took out Daluowan Beast Wine and sent it into Qin Xuan's mouth bit by bit.
Qin Xuan still closed his eyes, and there was no sign of waking up.
The Eternal Sword Spirit was also communicating with Bin Qian, and there were some concerns in his eyes.
...
In the fairy world, the lonely shadow of the Northern Territory, who did not know where it came from, has crossed the ten states of the Northern Territory and is located in the eleventh state, walking alone.
The old man's eyes are full of chaos, unkempt, like a walker, and dusty.
Two more years later, in the Northern Territory of the Immortal Realm, the Xiao family.
In the old Shijian Fairy City, the eighth-class Xiao family, at this moment, nine out of ten of the family members were injured, and finally returned to the Xiao family.
"Descendants of Xiao Fuyun, request to return to their ancestors!"
Xiao Xun, Xiao Ningxue and others were full of misery, even with tears in their eyes, looking towards the courtyard of the Xiao family.
This is a cliff gorge, with a depth of ten thousand feet and a length of nine thousand miles.
The sound came out slowly in this gorge and echoed.
At the end of this gorge, there are three great swords, which are as high as 30,000 feet, standing in this world.
On the three huge swords, there are chains that run through the palace halls.
On one of the great swords, there was a figure sitting side by side.
This person looks like a youth, has a thin body, high black hair, a sharp face like a sword, and an eyebrow like a sword.
In front of him, there was a sword standing obliquely on this huge sword, only three feet, like dust in the big mountain.
Accompanied by the voices of Xiao Xun and others, this person's eyes slowly opened.
"Xiao Fuyun!?"
Qing Young murmured, he turned his head and looked at the end of the nine thousand li canyon.
The voices of Xiao Xun and others were too weak, but this young man could hear them nine thousand miles apart.
His eyes moved slightly, looking at Xiao Xun and the others, nine thousand miles away, a touch of sword intent.
call!
The sword intent split the wind for nine thousand miles, and it slammed down in front of Xiao Xun and the others.
Above the ground, there was no sound, only a word appeared before Xiao Xun and the others.
"allow!"
The young man closed his eyes again, but many people in the Xiao family opened their eyes.
"The sword intent of Wu Sheng? Has anyone come to Xiao's house?" An old man tapped his finger, and the void became a mirror, watching Xiao Xun and others who were slowly walking in the canyon nine thousand miles away.
Afterwards, he condensed the tactics in his hands, seeming to be deducing.
"Lost in the descendants of Tianbei!"
The old man murmured softly, looked at Xiao Xun and others, and sighed softly, "Fine!"
Immediately, the old man ordered Xiao Xun and others...
Return to the ancestors!
...
Four years later, in the immortal world, in the Western Regions.
In a Buddhist monastery, there is a golden Buddha sitting in a huge spatial vortex.
He opened his eyes slightly, looking at the large temple in front of him, leading to the rising creatures above Sendai.
In his eyes, a monk dressed in white slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were calm and deep, looking at the immortal monk knocking on the court, and got up to salute.
The monk threw a Buddha jade and landed in front of the white monk.
The monk in white robed with Spiritual Mind into it, and then he put away the Buddha jade.
"Southern Territory, Arofotu!"
"Xianli, 718, August 9th!"
"Xianfan is different, even the calendar is very different!"
The white-clothed monk whispered and turned to look outside the big temple, the vast sky, golden clouds filled the sky, and ten rounds of the sky.
"If you talk about the calendar, the little friend should have soared around 706. In the fairy world, there is a difference of twelve years!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes drooping, and finally waited quietly to the side, waiting to lead the immortal monk.
...
Time flies and immortal soil changes.
Under this dragon desert, Qin Xuan seemed to have forgotten what was outside of him.
Even the Da Luo Wan Beast Wine was delivered to Qin Xuan's mouth, and there was no more drop of wine in the Da Luo Xuanlong gourd.
Qin Xuan still had no intention of waking up, and Feng Qiao did not enter the Daluo Xuanlong gourd.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a long sigh, slowly dissipating under the desert.
In Longmo, about Baili Qin Xuan, a treasure car was slowly moving.
The car is Daluo's third-turn immortal treasure, but it is not enough but it has reduced all the magic.
Around this car, there are four guards, all vigilant and restrained.
Each of the guards is a third-turned Golden Immortal of Da Luo, wearing brown armor, the same color as this desert sand.
Behind the **** car, there was a man with a handsome face and a faint smile on his mouth.
He followed the sacred car and walked forward without delay.
With the passage of time, after a stick of incense, this sacred car has passed about a hundred miles.
At this moment, a guard suddenly raised his hand and looked ahead.
"No! It's Dragon Desert Storm!"
"Be careful, protect Miss Luo!"
The complexion of the four guards changed slightly, they did not dare to use Da Luo's power, for fear of attracting the attention of some terrifying creatures in the depths of this dragon desert.
The man behind the sacred car couldn't help but smile.
"A little breeze, why panic!"
"When my son comes to break this breeze for Miss Luo!"
A bead appeared in the man's hand. The bead was green all over, surrounded by a touch of faint immortality.
Immediately, with the strong wind, the man threw the pearl into the air.
boom!
The storm swept through, but within three feet of the sacred car, the wind was calm, and the beads at that moment were like a squally wind.
The four Daluo Jinxian raised their heads to look at the green pearl, a touch of shock passed through their eyes, and some people showed envy.
Da Luo's Five-turn Immortal Treasure, Heaven and Earth Set Fengzhu!
For them, this treasure is extremely valuable, but this man can throw it out at will.
In this storm, the man smiled proudly.
"Don't say that this area has fixed the wind bead, that is, the eight-turned fairy beast of Daluo is in front. I also pretend to cover the wind and rain for Miss Luo!" He looked into the sacred car, but there was never a bit in the sacred car. The voice came out.
The man didn't care, and smiled proudly, if he saw the dragon desert storm as nothing.
At this moment, one of the guards seemed to be aware of something.
"Be careful!" His face changed slightly, and he looked at the man.
"Why be careful? It's because the storm is twice as big, and it's hard to break my universe." The man was full of pride, looking at the loud guard of Luo with his hands.
At this moment, a shadow fell from the sky and happened to fall on the man's head.
There was only a scream next to the sacred car, and the man fell to the ground in embarrassment.
There is a figure on his body, how damaged his clothes are, and that...
Like snowy hair!
A drop of Phoenix's blood was carried by Bianqin, and it fell into Qin Xuan's lips.
As the years passed, it has been four years since Qin Xuan entered it.
This time, Qin Xuan suffered too much damage. The true immortal Eighth Heaven, even if the eternal evergreen body is against the sky, is the inheritance of the great emperor, but with the body of the true immortal and the power of the saint, it is enough to put it in the eyes of some arrogances in the immortal world. Shock.
True Immortal Nine Heavens, Da Luo Eight Transitions, Hunyuan Six Realms, the difference between them is far from the world.
As Qin Xuan said in the past, the true immortal cuts the Hunyuan, is tantamount to the ants shaking the sky.
With the vastness of the world, a gust of strong wind can kill the ants. How difficult is the ants to shake the sky?
It is almost unimaginable in the eyes of all beings in the fairy world.
Even if it was Qin Xuan, who had slept for four years and raised his body with mixed Yuanhuang blood, he never fully recovered.
However, on his body, those fierce and terrifying cracks that are enough to see the bones are almost restored, and in the vague, there are only faint traces.
As for how hard Qin Xuan was hit within, I am afraid that only Qin Xuan himself knows.
For four years, Feng Wei carried Phoenix blood on his back, and almost consumed that Phoenix blood.
In four years, Feng Wei also completely refined the sun-swallowing golden phoenix into Da Luo Wan Beast Wine.
A thousand cups of Daluowan Beast Wine, along with the exhaustion of Huang's blood, Bianqian took out Daluowan Beast Wine and sent it into Qin Xuan's mouth bit by bit.
Qin Xuan still closed his eyes, and there was no sign of waking up.
The Eternal Sword Spirit was also communicating with Bin Qian, and there were some concerns in his eyes.
...
In the fairy world, the lonely shadow of the Northern Territory, who did not know where it came from, has crossed the ten states of the Northern Territory and is located in the eleventh state, walking alone.
The old man's eyes are full of chaos, unkempt, like a walker, and dusty.
Two more years later, in the Northern Territory of the Immortal Realm, the Xiao family.
In the old Shijian Fairy City, the eighth-class Xiao family, at this moment, nine out of ten of the family members were injured, and finally returned to the Xiao family.
"Descendants of Xiao Fuyun, request to return to their ancestors!"
Xiao Xun, Xiao Ningxue and others were full of misery, even with tears in their eyes, looking towards the courtyard of the Xiao family.
This is a cliff gorge, with a depth of ten thousand feet and a length of nine thousand miles.
The sound came out slowly in this gorge and echoed.
At the end of this gorge, there are three great swords, which are as high as 30,000 feet, standing in this world.
On the three huge swords, there are chains that run through the palace halls.
On one of the great swords, there was a figure sitting side by side.
This person looks like a youth, has a thin body, high black hair, a sharp face like a sword, and an eyebrow like a sword.
In front of him, there was a sword standing obliquely on this huge sword, only three feet, like dust in the big mountain.
Accompanied by the voices of Xiao Xun and others, this person's eyes slowly opened.
"Xiao Fuyun!?"
Qing Young murmured, he turned his head and looked at the end of the nine thousand li canyon.
The voices of Xiao Xun and others were too weak, but this young man could hear them nine thousand miles apart.
His eyes moved slightly, looking at Xiao Xun and the others, nine thousand miles away, a touch of sword intent.
call!
The sword intent split the wind for nine thousand miles, and it slammed down in front of Xiao Xun and the others.
Above the ground, there was no sound, only a word appeared before Xiao Xun and the others.
"allow!"
The young man closed his eyes again, but many people in the Xiao family opened their eyes.
"The sword intent of Wu Sheng? Has anyone come to Xiao's house?" An old man tapped his finger, and the void became a mirror, watching Xiao Xun and others who were slowly walking in the canyon nine thousand miles away.
Afterwards, he condensed the tactics in his hands, seeming to be deducing.
"Lost in the descendants of Tianbei!"
The old man murmured softly, looked at Xiao Xun and others, and sighed softly, "Fine!"
Immediately, the old man ordered Xiao Xun and others...
Return to the ancestors!
...
Four years later, in the immortal world, in the Western Regions.
In a Buddhist monastery, there is a golden Buddha sitting in a huge spatial vortex.
He opened his eyes slightly, looking at the large temple in front of him, leading to the rising creatures above Sendai.
In his eyes, a monk dressed in white slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were calm and deep, looking at the immortal monk knocking on the court, and got up to salute.
The monk threw a Buddha jade and landed in front of the white monk.
The monk in white robed with Spiritual Mind into it, and then he put away the Buddha jade.
"Southern Territory, Arofotu!"
"Xianli, 718, August 9th!"
"Xianfan is different, even the calendar is very different!"
The white-clothed monk whispered and turned to look outside the big temple, the vast sky, golden clouds filled the sky, and ten rounds of the sky.
"If you talk about the calendar, the little friend should have soared around 706. In the fairy world, there is a difference of twelve years!"
He took a deep breath, his eyes drooping, and finally waited quietly to the side, waiting to lead the immortal monk.
...
Time flies and immortal soil changes.
Under this dragon desert, Qin Xuan seemed to have forgotten what was outside of him.
Even the Da Luo Wan Beast Wine was delivered to Qin Xuan's mouth, and there was no more drop of wine in the Da Luo Xuanlong gourd.
Qin Xuan still had no intention of waking up, and Feng Qiao did not enter the Daluo Xuanlong gourd.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a long sigh, slowly dissipating under the desert.
In Longmo, about Baili Qin Xuan, a treasure car was slowly moving.
The car is Daluo's third-turn immortal treasure, but it is not enough but it has reduced all the magic.
Around this car, there are four guards, all vigilant and restrained.
Each of the guards is a third-turned Golden Immortal of Da Luo, wearing brown armor, the same color as this desert sand.
Behind the **** car, there was a man with a handsome face and a faint smile on his mouth.
He followed the sacred car and walked forward without delay.
With the passage of time, after a stick of incense, this sacred car has passed about a hundred miles.
At this moment, a guard suddenly raised his hand and looked ahead.
"No! It's Dragon Desert Storm!"
"Be careful, protect Miss Luo!"
The complexion of the four guards changed slightly, they did not dare to use Da Luo's power, for fear of attracting the attention of some terrifying creatures in the depths of this dragon desert.
The man behind the sacred car couldn't help but smile.
"A little breeze, why panic!"
"When my son comes to break this breeze for Miss Luo!"
A bead appeared in the man's hand. The bead was green all over, surrounded by a touch of faint immortality.
Immediately, with the strong wind, the man threw the pearl into the air.
boom!
The storm swept through, but within three feet of the sacred car, the wind was calm, and the beads at that moment were like a squally wind.
The four Daluo Jinxian raised their heads to look at the green pearl, a touch of shock passed through their eyes, and some people showed envy.
Da Luo's Five-turn Immortal Treasure, Heaven and Earth Set Fengzhu!
For them, this treasure is extremely valuable, but this man can throw it out at will.
In this storm, the man smiled proudly.
"Don't say that this area has fixed the wind bead, that is, the eight-turned fairy beast of Daluo is in front. I also pretend to cover the wind and rain for Miss Luo!" He looked into the sacred car, but there was never a bit in the sacred car. The voice came out.
The man didn't care, and smiled proudly, if he saw the dragon desert storm as nothing.
At this moment, one of the guards seemed to be aware of something.
"Be careful!" His face changed slightly, and he looked at the man.
"Why be careful? It's because the storm is twice as big, and it's hard to break my universe." The man was full of pride, looking at the loud guard of Luo with his hands.
At this moment, a shadow fell from the sky and happened to fall on the man's head.
There was only a scream next to the sacred car, and the man fell to the ground in embarrassment.
There is a figure on his body, how damaged his clothes are, and that...
Like snowy hair!
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