Chapter 1990： Foot wash

That face was Mo Qinglian.

Qin Xuan immediately guarded his state of mind, and the eternal evergreen tactics worked.

That face changed again and turned into Xiao Wu.

Qin Xuan condensed the Jue in his hands, he no longer cared about alarming this strange creature.

The other party had clearly noticed him, otherwise, how could it be transformed into the appearance of Mo Qinglian and Xiao Wu.

What's more, the other party is not deliberately transfigured, but a kind of magical power, born from the heart.

"broken!"

Qin Xuan spit out the thunder sound, which sounded above the empty pool water, reverberating continuously.

That face changed again and turned into Jun Wushuang.

Qin Xuan's eyes were dignified, and the chaos in his body was in the sea of ​​consciousness, forming a chain of prohibitions.

The face changes again, why the rhyme...

Until Qin Xuan's body had consumed half of the Primal Chaos, the face changed slightly, and there was a shadow of Xu Bing'er in it, but it finally turned into a vague appearance.

On the face, it seems that through the heavy fog, I can barely see the facial features.

The face of a saint is not intuitive!

Only above the saints can they bring this kind of vision barrier, and the creatures in the holy realm cannot see through.

The woman seemed to let out a whisper, and the waves under her feet rolled over the pool of water.

The pair of eyes hidden in the fog, turned his head and glanced at the headless saint, and finally withdrew his gaze.

She turned her head, her body, including the lotus platform, slowly dissipated, as if it never existed here, like an illusion.

Only on the pool of water, there are faint ripples, as if to prove that there were real creatures here.

Qin Xuan's eyes changed. He had never seen this woman before, and was not one of the saints and emperors he had seen in his previous life.

The creatures in the mine of gods and demons?

wrong!

Even the creatures in the mine of gods and demons can enter and leave at will. Those existences are self-proclaimed to avoid time.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, his eyes finally fell on this pool of good fortune Kun Yuanshui.

If he wants to use this good fortune kun yuan water to refine it into good fortune power, it may become one of the three immortal powers.

But under Qin Xuan's brows, his eyes became calm.

"I, Qin Changqing, will be reincarnated again. Even if I am a real immortal, I will not swallow her foot washing water!"

"Sage, what about the emperor's creature?"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, looking at the pool of Kun Yuanshui, who was jealous of even Hunyuan Immortal Venerable.

Afterwards, he glanced at Da Luo Xuan Long Gourd.

"Bengquan, you come!"

The big Luo Xuanlong gourd seemed to be stagnant, inside the gourd, the corner of its mouth twitched slightly.

It is a good thing to swallow this pool of good fortune Kun Yuanshui, but it is a great opportunity. If you change into normal times, Feng Wei will definitely be overjoyed.

However, Qin Xuan's muttering to himself made Fengqian dumbfounded.

Zun Qingdi, if you don't refine her footwashing water, would he like it?

Bianqian didn't dare to speak, and the good fortune Kunyuan water was a full ten meters in radius. If it could be swallowed, it would even have hope for Hunyuan.

Suddenly, Daluo Xuanlong Gourd rose into the sky, turning into a few meters in size, like a Gourd Mountain.

The mouth of the gourd opened wide, and the pool of good fortune Kun Yuan Shui turned into a water dragon, and after about a few dozen breaths, it was completely included in the Da Luo Xuanlong gourd.

Qin Xuan looked at the empty pool with calm eyes.

The headless saint was no longer on the move, and Qin Xuan waited for the time for a stick of incense.

After that, he turned around, followed the road opened by the headless saint, and walked back.

This headless saint is very strange, knows nothing, and acts inexplicably.

But it was impossible for him, Qin Changqing, to follow him all the time. Before, the headless saint opened the way to avoid the crisis.

Qin Xuan decisively left, the headless saint still stood there quietly, not knowing what he was doing.

On Qin Xuan's waist, the Da Luo Xuanlong gourd was lingering with a faint blue light, and there seemed to be a little change on it.

In the depths of the Gods and Demons Mine, Qin Xuan looked for a tunnel and walked slowly.

He was again cautious and did not dare to relax.

Suddenly, there was a faint neighing sound in front, and a creature rushed out from a distance, madly killing here.

Qin Xuan did not hesitate, Feng Lei Xianyi shook, turned around and left.

This is a Hunyuan creature, if it is at war, I am afraid that it will affect too much.

After a stick of incense, Qin Xuan appeared in another mine, frowning.

"This mine of Gods and Demons is so complicated, it might be difficult to leave!"

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged in an empty mine, a faint light flashed across his eyes.

"Unfortunately, I have never asked for others on my Qin Changqing road!"

He condensed the tactics in his hands, condensing a certain kind of magic.

Immediately, wisps of invisible aura wafted from his body, tunneling forward and backward.

In just a few short breaths of time, Qin Xuan separated out the ten thousand auras, looking for a way out.

This is a kind of path-finding method of His Royal Highness Qing Emperor, and it is not very mysterious, but it is not comparable to ordinary path-finding methods.

It was originally used to explore the mines, even if the mines of gods and demons were too weird and terrifying, they were mines after all.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged here for a full hour.

Quietly, his eyes opened and closed, and there was a touch of contemplation in those eyes.

"Thirteen thousand strands, seven thousand strands were shattered, of which four thousand strands were dead."

"There are nearly two thousand, it seems that they have encountered some kind of weirdness, and they have been swallowed directly!"

"There are only forty-three ways to move forward!"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, "Of these 43 outlets, there are 32 creatures with a rank of Daluo 6 or above..."

He figured out the most time-saving method, and in the end, he chose a path.

On this road, there are only three miner worms below Rank 6 of Da Luo, and one resentment soul of Rank 7 Da Luo.

Immediately, Qin Xuan began to walk towards the tunnel he was looking for.

Two hours later, Qin Xuan slayed out the three Rank 6 mine bugs and the resentful soul, and sat in the mine where the resentful soul was.

He sat cross-legged again, planning to move, to find a way out.

This time, before it was time for a stick of incense, Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly opened.

"A saint corpse!?"

"It's not the one from the previous one, this saint corpse's chest, there is actually a holy road thunder yuan!"

There was a touch of surprise in Qin Xuan's eyes, and his brows wrinkled lightly again.

"Unfortunately, there is a mine worm guarding the Third Realm of Hunyuan!"

He retracted the Xianfa, slowly got up, and looked at the dark red mine with his hands.

"Hunyuan Third Realm?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were solemn, and it was uncertain whether this holy corpse was weird.

It was the mineworm in the third realm of Hunyuan, using his power to fight for it, almost completely without the power to fight.

This is the mine of gods and demons, and it is simply seeking a dead end if you want to mobilize the power of the world.

Even if there are millions of supernatural powers in his mind, it is difficult to bridge such a gap.

After full of contemplation, Qin Xuan's eyes gradually returned to calm.

"Ten deaths and no lives in the previous life have passed, reversing life and death!"

"It's nothing more than the third realm of Hunyuan, why should you be afraid!?"

He muttered softly, begging by chance, this was not his idea of ​​burying the emperor's tomb.

If he is afraid of risk but not fighting, why should he stop here.

What is he...

Qin Changqing!