Deity of the Emperor

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Chapter 594 Sealed Pearls Touch

Qin Chen, not dead!

The five elders were relieved at this moment, as if they had walked on Huangquan Road.

Li Yifan and Shen Wenxuan are a few people, but they are stunned.

The nine dragons, originally desperately killed, surrounded Qin Qin.

However, when Qin Chen appeared in the moment, the nine dragons suddenly became docile. One of them, even the clothes corner of Qin Chen, looked extremely docile!

Psychic?

Evil door!

"You seem to be very happy?"

Looking at Xia Qing, Qin Chen's palm waved, a dragon rushed out at the moment, directly biting to Xia Qing, slamming, Xia Qing neck broken, blood spurted out.

"Then kill you first!"

This is that, let alone the Xia Qi Wang, the great masters of the ancient summer, are all embarrassed.

The seven dragons that Xia Qiwang spent a huge aura spurred were actually killed in the hands of Qin Chen, killing Xia Qing.

"Qinger!"

Xia Qi Wang screamed and his eyes were highlighted.

Xia Qing is one of the most outstanding emperors in the ancient country of Daxia. In the Daxia ancient country, it is highly valued by the current monarchs and cultivated carefully.

This time, he was specially brought out to see and see, to hone and hone, but this temper was dead, and he died.

"Nine desert vehicles, swearing to kill the devil, your biggest mistake today, should not take it against me!"

Qin Chen looked at Xia Qi Wang, indifferent.

"You **** it, **** it!"

Xia Qi Wang screamed exhaustedly, and suddenly, the palm shot.

The sound of the sound of the sound, a master of the ancient country of the summer is flying uncontrollably to the side of the Xia Qiwang.

"Let you use your aura!"

The words of the Xia Qi Wang fell, and the palms seized a person who was a bit of a god, and who was in the heavens, and sucked their aura without any scruples.

In an instant, on the surface of the body of Xia Qi Wang, there was a shadow of the armor.

Those illusions gradually turned into real existence, shimmering with the faint glow of the ancient gold, and even the entire nine wild chariots, even so they all became brilliant.

"Death!"

At the moment, Xia Qiwang’s palm was pointed, and the cracking sound of the smashing sound, the inside of the chariot, the light of the road, the impact, killing Qin Chen.

"You are right!"

Qin Chen looked at the figure of the summer seven kings flying fast, and the palms slowly extended.

At the moment, the palm of the hand sticks out to the front, slowly and tightly.

"what……"

Amazingly, a scream suddenly rang, and the Xia Qi Wang was up and down, and the armor of the ancient golden light began to shrink.

His body could not escape and could not escape from bondage.

That gold armor, as if it was squeezed out of the air, turned into a little bit of brilliance, gathered at this moment, oh.

Boom!

Eventually, a dull burst of sound rang, and the body of the Xia Qi Wang burst directly.

This scene makes the elders, Li Yifan and others, the heart squats and beats, and the body trembles.

An invincible strong man who turned the gods and turned eight, and died in front of them.

This is incredible!

In the entire valley, at this moment, the corpse is everywhere, everything seems to be a dream.

This dream is too bloody!

At this moment, Qin Chen stood proudly and became awkward.

Even breathing, it is getting slower.

Lao Wei rushed forward at this moment and supported Qin Chen.

"Uncle Qin, are you okay?" The small sand shrimp is no longer frolicking at the moment, revealing a trace of worry.

Today's Qin Chen is killing, but his own situation is not very good.

"Let's go!"

Qin Chen waved at the moment.

The elders, Li Yifan and others still want to say something, but the old guards block everyone.

"Quickly leave!"

Laowei opened his mouth and everyone did not dare to say more.

The small sand prawn looked at Laowei and said slowly: "Is there anything to notify me immediately, I am in the Oasis Oasis!"

"Ok!"

The five elders didn't know what to do next, but even the old guards spoke up, not to mention that they could only leave.

Between the Xu and Xu, in the valley, one old and one young, quietly stand.

Qin Chen squatted down, his hands squatting on the ground, the seven yuan soil, was layered open, Qin Dust fingertips of blood, a drop of water, dyed red seven yuan soil.

In the footsteps, Qin Chen took the statue of Qin Jingmo into the pit.

A grave is gradually forming.

Qin Chen was very sad at the moment, he thought of Qin Xinxin.

At the beginning, it was also like this...

"Jingmo, you... rest in peace!"

Qin Chen slammed his voice and squatted down, his fingers twitching and taking out the jade bottle.

Nine turns to the fairy lotus!

He prepared a meeting for Qin Jingmo.

But at this moment, it can only be planted here, even if it is fresh and refined, no one is.

"I like lotus, I don't get muddy. In the future, I will plant a large piece of Qinglian in my own residence..."

Like the voice of yesterday, still in my ear.

"Cough..."

Qin Chen coughed and coughed at this moment, his face was white.

"The son..."

Lao Wei was distressed at the moment: "The dead are gone, the son of the son is sad!"

"You are using this magical technique, and you will change your life with the sky. Shouyuan will do his best to drive the Yin and Yang Promise and the Emperor's Shield and the Nine Wild Chariots, which consumes blood. Now, no longer..."

"puff……"

Lao Wei has not finished a sentence, Qin Chen suddenly spurted out a blood, his body trembled.

He has white hair, although the body surface is still young skin, but the internal organs are already in the wood.

"The son..."

"Nothing, I can't die!"

Qin Chen said slowly at this moment: "Lao Wei, go out!"

"The son..."

"Go out!" Qin Chen said again.

Lao Wei’s face was sad, and he finally nodded.

He knows that Qin Chen’s obsession at the moment.

In the valley, only Qin Chen is left alone.

Everything, quiet down, Qin Chen is so squatting there, the body does not move, even the faint life breath is gone.

Even in an instant, Qin Chen felt that his life had disappeared.

Oh...

In the silent valley, I don’t know how many days have passed. Suddenly, a humming sound is heard.

That humming sound rose from Qin Chen’s mind.

Seal the gods!

At the moment, the Fengshenzhu, which has been accompanied by Qin Chen, suddenly moved.

The light shrouded the entire valley, and the **** atmosphere gradually dissipated. The treasures of the heavens that had not been consumed on the old trees were now holy.

Throughout the Valley of the Ink, it seems that everything has become a natural way, just like the heavens and the earth are born with wisdom, illuminating this valley.

The original dim sky is very clear at this moment.

In this regard, Qin Dust is still in front of the tomb, a pair of eyes slightly sluggish, as if innocent.

It seems that the change caused by the **** beads has nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, Feng Shenzhu automatically jumped out of the mind of Muyun, and flew to the front of Muyun, and stopped slowly.

From the inside of the bead, walk out of a figure.

An ink-colored gown, long hair, and a bang of the front, combined with the face that is quite handsome and vicissitudes, makes people can not help but admire.

The person who appeared appeared as if he was twenty or thirty years old. He stepped out step by step, and the Taoist method became natural. It was as if a figure was coming, but a world came.

The man stepped forward to Qin Chen and smashed the head of Qin Chen, who was kneeling on the ground. He smiled and filled with love: "Little dust, isn't this like my son?"