Peerless Battle Spirit

The first three hundred and sixty-six chapters are on the verge

At this moment, the source of Tianshan, the eighth space.

Although Qin Nan’s figure has returned to its original place, his mind is constantly echoing the scene just now.

He can now be sure that there is no connection between the animal skin scroll and the **** of war.

However, in addition to the soul of the **** of war, what else is involved with him?

If it is not the **** of war, then why does this young man give him a sense of familiarity derived from the soul?

"Have you remembered? What do you want to remember?"

Qin Nan speaks to himself.

"Grandfather, is this Qin Nan?"

Simakong immediately asked for a voice.

For the first time, he saw Qin Nan’s appearance.

"This kid"

The worms and dragons flashed in the light of the gods, not much to say.

Almost no guess, it can be sure that Qin Nan in the dark battlefield, must have seen it and what Sima Kong did not see.

As a soul of the Dragon God, it is very clear, what it will mean.

"Besides the three robbings of the grown-up, and the self-documentation of the emperor, what secrets are there in this kid's body, which is involved in such mysterious existence?"

The bug whispered, and there was a hint of doubt in the shackles.

It now finds that its understanding of Qinnan does not seem to be complete.

"All the friends should remember!"

"At the time of the eleventh spatial transformation, all the friends who have not yet fallen will enter the deepest part of the source road Tianshan!"

At this time, an ancient majesty, like the sound of the thunder of the gods, suddenly blasted in the air above the eighth space, and the whole world of the earthquake was shaken.

“The eleventh spatial transformation? Going deepest?”

Qin Nan, who has countless doubts in his mind, heard this and immediately returned to God.

"The bug, Sima Kong, we can only enter two spaces, time is more urgent, we are now starting."

Qin Nan gently took a breath, shook his head, no longer think about it, said openly.

Although he is eager to know, what is the ancient painting of the animal skin, but the clues that are useful now are too few to be understood.

In the current situation, I still have to collect the dragon claws first.

After all, there are only 380 dragons and claws on them, and they are still sixty.

If they are at the end, they can't find them all together, so the painstaking efforts of the face are all in vain.

"Hey, what are you anxious, waiting for the ninth space, the **** is playing a drop of the blood of the dragon soul, and it is easy to find hundreds of days of dragon claws"

The bug posed in the dragon, although his mouth boasted, but its body was very honest to follow.

"Get it, without my luck blessing, how can I find it?"

Sima Kong pretend to disdain.

"You kid"

The small insect's mouth was suddenly pumped.

"Don't say it, someone is eyeing us, a big four-powered emperor."

Not yet flying out of Baizhang, Qin Nan's footsteps, it is a meal, a hint of light in his eyes.

If it was before, even if it was the Big Four of the Great Emperor, I found that he had a lot of talents and dragon claws on his body, and he would not dare to do it because of doubts and doubts.

But now, after the words of the head of the Tianshan Mountains, the giants of these great emperors will choose to take risks and let go.

As Qin Nan expected, this great emperor has four giants, but for a long time, he directly killed and broke out a big battle.

Not only that, but in other major treasures and dangerous places, there is also a battle of the field, which is constantly being staged.

The confrontation between all the monks, from this moment on, really became extremely fierce.

Time passed by, and it took almost an hour.

During this time, many monks have come to the tenth space, and launched a more intense fight.

As for Qin Nan and others, during this period, luck was much better than last time. In addition to the three days of peeks and probes that found ten days of dragon claws, they were also attacked by many monks. .

After defeating these monks one by one, those days of dragon claws, as well as various kinds of different treasures, were naturally searched by Qin Nan and Sima Kong.

"broken."

At this moment, in the tenth space, on a snow-white plain, Qin Nan’s body shape rises to the sky, and a lot of sorrows and sorrows are swept away, and the eight ancestors in front of him are all formed. Smashed.

"Receive."

Qinnan’s sleeves and gowns will be all in the bag.

"Qin Nan, now how many days have we had dragon claws?"

The bug ran on the side of the dragon, and asked.

"There are already 490, which is enough."

Qin Nan said, and then the breath converges. On this plain, sit directly on the knees.

It doesn't take long for the eleventh spatial transformation to come. Before that, it is better to restore all the remaining injuries in his body.

The bugs and Sima Kong saw this and didn't bother, but began to whisper, as if they were plotting something.

Time, continue to die by bit by bit.

At this last juncture, everything, invisible, has become fierce.

One monk after another, constantly stifling, constantly degenerating, even if it is as strong as the great emperor, is no exception.

The cruelty of the world of Budo is revealed to the fullest.

boom!

Finally, I don’t know how long it took. In this tenth space, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly sounded, and the whole world seemed to be pinched by an ancient giant hand and began to twist.

At this moment, Qin Nan’s eyes slowly opened.

Among other dangerous places and treasures, Miao Miao Princess, Tang Qingshan, Xiao Yun, Meng Yixie, Wan Chou, Warlord, Jiang Kong Mantra, Li Qi Mo, Blood, Lin Yan, Thunder, Gong Yang, etc. Waiting for the genius of the Wudi, as well as from the major forces, the ancients, repaired to reach the eight giants of the Great.

Whether it is fighting for killing, or in the land of mysterious inheritance, at this moment, at the same time raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes revealed a trace of gods.

"Is it finally here?"

Qin Nan gently spit out his breath, his fists quietly tightened.

His look began to become incomparable.

At this moment, I really waited for too long. He couldn’t remember for a long time. The horror emperor in his body, and the silence of the blood, did not completely boil.

"Space transformation!"

The old majestic voice, once again, exploded.

Qinnan, Bug, Simakong and all the monks in other spaces, the body shape was suddenly invaded by an ancient array, inhaled, disappeared in place.