Deity of the Emperor

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Chapter 570 Rising Sword

Qingshoutian’s face is also a smile.

The rising sword is used by the Qing family ancestor Qing Wang. In the same year, Qing Wang was one of the seven kings under the throne of the dynasty, and he was famous for his war.

The Emperor of the Qing Dynasty gave this sword to the King of Qing to show his commendation.

This is the pride of Qingjia!

"This sword has gone through the years, has been psychic, contains the spirit of the sword, this blood pool is horrible, it is impossible to destroy this sword!"

Qing Zetian proudly said: "I will use this sword to take out the nine turns of the fairy."

Oh...

Suddenly, above the rising sword, the light flashed and the blood was shining.

The sturdy blood is more vivid and deeper than the blood pool.

Celebrate the Tianyi sword and stab it out. At the tip of the sword, there is a ray of light. It is also a sword-shadow, a blood-red sword, which is particularly eye-catching at this moment.

Celebrate the day and give a loud voice: "Picking!"

The sword shadow was twisted and twisted at the moment, and it was entangled in a nine-turned fairy.

Boom……

The dull voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

In the blood pool, a **** water is turned into a big hand and directly grabs the sword spirit.

The screams of screaming sounded, and the sword spirit, which could not be used for a lifetime, was sobbing at the moment, but he was afraid of it and gradually wanted to retreat.

"Not retreat, pick nine turns of the fairy lotus!"

Qing Jietian shouted at the moment.

The sword spirit was trembling at the moment, and did not listen to the order at all.

"What is this inside the blood pool, even so afraid of the sword spirit?"

"Through the level of heaven, the palm is directly abolished, and it must be a terrible existence."

“Did anyone ever set up a ban here?”

"Who knows!"

At this moment everyone is feeling incredible.

Oh...

When the Qingtian palms clasped the long sword, suddenly, the sword spirit madly retreated, and there was no way to retreat after the celebration of the day. In the blood pool, the blood palm directly crushed the sword spirit, and the handle rose. The wheel sword, at this moment, is also broken.

Qing Xingtian, the whole person snorted and hurried back.

The rising sword is completely scrapped at the moment.

This scene is to make everyone feel cold.

Even the rising sword, at this moment can not resist the strong killing of the blood pool, then how do you get the nine turns of the fairy lotus?

"It seems that everyone has found nine turns of the fairy lotus!"

A light laugh, suddenly sounded at this moment.

Everyone heard the words and turned around.

"Light rain!"

The sword seal snow saw Lin Weiyu, suddenly changed his face, said: "What are you doing here?"

The sword seals the snow and angers: "This place is dangerous, how come you come? Come, come to me!"

Lin Weiyu heard the swearing of the sword and snow, and Qin Qin smashed it all over.

Leaving Jin Tieshu, Qin Chen brought her to come here, but she never thought that Qin Chen would have come out so loudly.

These can be all the sacred gods, offending any of them, they can not make sense.

Qin Chen is so big, it will cause problems.

"who are you?"

That Li Shengfeng saw Qin Chen, no good air.

"In the Qingyun Zongzong master Qin dust!"

Qingyun Zong?

When I heard this in the audience, I was puzzled.

This sect, it seems that I have never heard of a name.

"Kid, there is nothing wrong with you here, where to play, where to play." Li Shengfeng impatient.

This time, even Qing Qing took out the rising wheel sword and did not succeed. Instead, the rising wheel sword was completely destroyed. How did the nine-turned Tianxianlian pick?

"You are all coming for the nine turns of the fairy, and I am, how can I say that I have nothing to do?"

Qin Chen smiled and said: "And, the nine turns of the fairy lotus is there, you don't take it, don't you let others take it?"

"Bad boy, sharp teeth, I see you are..."

"Slow!"

The iron hand of the Yan family was dry at the moment: "Boy, you mean, we can't get it, can you get it?"

"Of course, if not, I will not come here!"

Qin Chen smiled.

As soon as I saw the smile of Qin Chen, Lin Weiyu felt that my heart was not good. This guy would not think about the pit people again?

"You are really confident enough, you can't get it through the heavens, can you?"

Li Shengfeng just said this, the yan is to look at it, and finally look at Qin Chen, Xu Xudao: "Well, if so, you can try it!"

"The aging predecessor..."

Li Shengfeng suddenly anxious.

The wilting was shaking his hand and shaking his head.

Li Shengfeng suddenly understood.

If Qin Chen can get nine turns of Tianxianlian, he will be taken away in front of them.

If they can't take it, then there is no loss to them.

Let this kid try, it is not a good thing.

Li Shengfeng quickly understood, and a few people on the side of the celebration, Qi Yuyu, also understand.

Qin Chen laughed and said nothing, went to the blood pool.

At the moment, in the blood pool, nine plants and nine turns of the fairy, radiant, pure and innocent, it does not seem to grow from the blood pool.

Qin Chen looked at the nine plants and turned nine cents, and his heart was slightly excited.

He seems to be back 100,000 years ago, when he just started the first world of IX.

At that time, he met a teenager, the boy named Qin Jingmo.

That boy, he likes a cyan suit, face peach, that makes women look awkward, often with a faint smile, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

It was also the boy who was reincarnation at that time to take over for the orphans. Like a big brother, he took good care of him and taught him to practice and teach him to read and read.

At that time, he had just experienced reincarnation, did not wake up memory, ignorant and ignorant, followed the boy.

"My name is Qin, my name is Qin Jingmo!"

"What is your name?"

"You don't know what your name is? If so, you follow me, surname Qin, just call it...just call Qin Xiaomo!"

That boy, the voice is very good, the smile is very good.

The boy took care of him from a child of three or four years old to a teenager.

He called him Jingke Brother!

He called him a younger brother!

The two supported all the way, and when he awakened the memory of being the son of the Supreme God, he cultivated all the way, and his older brother became the object he needed to protect.

However, although the identity of the protector and the protected person has changed, the friendship between the two has never changed.

Until now, he still remembers the dialogue between the two after the rain.

"Jingmo Brother, why do you like to wear Tsing Yi?"

"Because I like Qinglian, I don't get muddy. In this martial art world, I hope to be a person who can do justice for others!"

He will always remember, Qin Jingmo's confidence and smile at that time.

"There will be a small ink to become the first emperor of the nine secluded continents. Xiaomo will pick the most rare Qinglian from Jingmo's big brother and put it outside the big brother's window!"

"Okay!"

That year, that scene seemed to be one by one.

"Hey, stinky boy, what are you doing?" Qing Jietian said: "Do you have any way? There is no way not to waste our time!"

The thoughts were pulled back, Qin Chen glanced at the celebration of the day, and said: "Do you have a way? The rising swords on the ancestors are wasted, are you still screaming here?"

"you wanna die!"

Qing Qingtian just wants to be angry, but it is pulled by the fire.