Chapter 2066： Futian (seeking monthly ticket)

At the top of the holy tower of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the Saint of Tianshao is incredible.

Shiqiu saint, 300 million years ago, Guo family saint.

In the end, there was no news and disappeared in the immortal world. So far, the Guo family has even been lonely for hundreds of millions of years.

It wasn't until another sage was born that the Guo family improved slightly, and he was born and died for hundreds of millions of years. It was not until this generation that he was sanctified and the Guo family re-established the Northern Territory.

But even so, from the generation of Shiqiu saints, there are too many ancient holy methods that have been passed down.

Now, he actually saw the remains of the ancestor Shi Qiu! ?

The saint of Tianshao looked at the sacred bone, the kind of Zuwei in his bloodline made his body tremble faintly.

This is the trembling that comes from the deepest part of the bloodline, like the Guo family faces him, and respects the ancestor.

The remains of Saint Shiqiu quietly suspended in front of Saint Tianshao, behind him, Qin Xuan smiled faintly.

"I have brought you back, the Guo family matter, leave it to you!"

"The catastrophe is imminent, but I hope that the Guo family will have another saint."

Qin Xuan slowly turned around, "Tian Shao, I am waiting for you on the first floor of the Saint Tower of Ten Thousand Realms!"

Tian Shao's eyes shook, he took a deep breath and looked at Qin Xuan.

This time, the shock in his eyes was even more obvious than Qin Xuan's severe damage to Ji Xuantian before.

The clouds rolled, submerging Qin Xuan's figure.

He looked at the ancestor's sacred bone and muttered, "Who on earth are you?"

One introduction to the four-turned Jinxian was able to bring back the ancestors 300 million years ago.

Even the Guo family didn't know where this saint ancestor was and where he fell.

The Sacred Heart of Tianshao shook, and finally, his eyes fell on the remains of the stone sage, and he bowed deeply, and Sheng Nian entered the center of the eye of the stone sage.

...

In the Holy Tower of Ten Thousand Realms, the place where he had retreated before.

Qin Xuan's eyes were long, "Before, with the help of Heaven's Jealous Tribulation, all the nine mixed-element medicines were refined, and the Heaven Tribulation Bone became eighth!

"The cultivation base is considered to be an intermediate rank 4, if you can get a holy medicine, you may hope to rank 5."

"Look at the holy medicine order!"

There was a faint smile on his mouth, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly, and he looked at the door of the room.

"come in!"

Faint words sounded, and a figure opened the door and entered.

"you are too slow!"

Under the hat, the voice was slightly dissatisfied.

Qin Xuan looked at this person and said lightly: "Unlike you, the emperor is a mountain. In this life, I am as old as I am, and I have to rely on my own strength!"

The figure of Dou Li sits in front of Qin Xuan slowly, and when she peeks at her palm, the surrounding space is faintly changing, and the two of them feel like they are in the vast starry sky.

"It seems that you abandoned Di Nian and made a deal with Xu Wushang!"

"Suppose you are afraid of me deducing where you are?"

Under the hat, a thin lip swept across the arc of a faint smile.

Afterwards, the hat was gently taken off, and a face appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

The eyebrows are like swords, the pupils are like night, and there is a shawl with ink hair, and the thin lips are slightly raised.

A face identical to Qin Xuan appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

The difference is that Qin Xuan's hair is already dark, but this person has black hair.

The eyes of the two are similar, but not the same.

A pair of indifferent like water, like a desert world.

A pair of introverted edges, like a sheathed sword.

Qin Xuan Wangzhi was not surprised, and smiled lightly, "What? I dare not even face, just move this incarnation?"

The visitor smiled faintly, "How can I despise you, Qin Changqing, who is immortal forever!"

"You should understand that I won't move you, otherwise, you wouldn't be able to live when the emperor was thinking about it!" A teapot appeared in Qin Xuan's hand, and quietly, the teapot was broken.

"This tea is too inferior, here is your favorite, immortal ancient tea!"

A teapot, like a clay sculpture, exudes a vast atmosphere. The surface of the pot is full of mountains and rivers, and the sky is full of days.

This is a semi-saint soldier, capable of refining everything.

The tea cup fell in Qin Xuan's hands, and Qin Xuan quietly looked at the clear tea, with a faint golden sheen passing by.

"Immortal Tiangu Tea, have you gone to Immortal Emperor Yue?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, staring at the tea without moving.

"I went there, those little guys are still the same, don't worry, no one has fallen!"

The visitor smiled slightly, and she raised her glass to signal, "Why not have a bite!?"

"Is it time to bury me?" Qin Xuan shook his head and smiled, taking a sip.

"Naturally, it's a pity that you are always cunning and Yi Di Nian makes a deal with Xu Wushang. The saints behind me, the Great Emperor, cannot be born!"

"Otherwise, when you know where you are, you are afraid that there will be no way out!"

Mofa Qin Xuan said leisurely: "You have made a good move this step, and you will turn defeat into victory. Otherwise, even if your emperor's mind is still there, it will be difficult to fight against a saint and a great emperor."

"With Xu Wushang's help, this immortal earth emperor and saint dare not move you!"

"The body melts into the Tao of Heaven, but you become the dog of Qin Changqing, the catastrophe... heh!"

There was a coldness in her eyes, and she looked at Qin Xuan, "Qin Changqing, if you don't die this time, the next time, the day when the Heavenly Dao Platform collapses, will be your burial."

"In the old days you could smash the Heavenly Dao Platform, and I can do so in the future!"

When Qin Xuan heard the words, his eyes were calm, "Stop it!"

"It's enough to stop? In the past, you said the same four words, so it's enough to stop, you Qin Changqing, why can't you stop?"

The ink-haired man showed a cold arc, "Qin Changqing, this one, I will fall first!"

"The saint bones in the Xianyuan Secret Realm can't save you!"

"I want to see, which saint dared to be born!"

The sound fell, Qin Xuan's waist, the Eternal Sword suddenly shook, and its sharp edge swept the starry sky and pointed directly at the man.

"Nonsense, it should be enough!"

Qin Xuan indifferently looked at the man with the ink hair, "With you, you can't stop me!"

"You are still the same, unbearable, in the past, you should be killed under the Immortal Emperor Yue!"

Qin Xuan stood up slowly, he looked at the person in front of him, and said coldly: "So far, it's nothing more than imagining me."

"Abandoned disciple, I thought it would be difficult for you to follow my path, but I never thought that you would be born again with me."

"Don't let me kill you, otherwise, tomorrow is the time to suppress you!"

boom!

Qin Xuan stepped on his feet, and the surrounding stars were scattered, revealing the original appearance of this room.

"Qin Changqing!"

"roll!"

Qin Xuan brushed his sleeves, Xianyuan roared, and the person directly blasted outside the door.

Qin Xuan retracted his palm and stood with his hand behind, he looked at the slightly embarrassed avatar.

"Futian, I'm here, bury me, dare you!?"

In his eyes, there is a faint look at the world.

The black-haired person's complexion suddenly changed, and there was a faint trace of panic on his face, a panic from the bottom of his heart.

"I ask, can you dare!?"

Qin Xuan took a step forward, booming, this incarnation was directly broken.

In the giant city of the northern sky, the hat trembles slightly, faintly withdrawing a step backward.

She looked at where the Holy Tower of Ten Thousand Realms was, and her thin lips trembled slightly.

Finally, laughed at himself.

"Master, abandoned apprentice Futian, I will send you the end in the future!"

The voice was icy, there was endless murderous intent, and it disappeared in a flash.