Peerless Pill God

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"No ... what are you doing, Yuquan, save me, I'm dead, you have to die!"

Qin Yunxiang knew that he was already a mortal person, and it was time for him to do so. He couldn't control so much in the industry and directly understood that Yuquan could save himself.

Rejected by Qin Yunxiang in public, Yu Quan's face was slightly gloomy, and his body did not move at all.

Because in his view, Qin Yunxiang was nothing more than a royal sister-in-law in a weak dynasty. Even the Crown Prince of the Dayan Dynasty did not dare to point at him.

Seeing Yuquan unmoved, Qin Minxiang suddenly felt cold.

"Since you've made a dog leg, you must have a dog leg awareness." Qin Sheng patted Qin Yixiang's shoulders and said, "Consolation."

Qin Yunxiang is as dead as a face. He is not reconciled. Once born, he is destined to have an extraordinary future. He also wants to cross the restricted area of ​​the North after this small extinction, and enter the legendary Tianyuan continent with billions of dynasties!

"You die, you must die together!"

Qin Yunxiang's eyes were red, seeping blood, and he was swollen, and the horrifying elemental power and soul power were released.

"I guessed that you were going to blow yourself up. How could the grand Qin heirs do this?"

Qin Sheng sneered scornfully. Before Qin Xiangxiang blew himself up, he fired two spirit attacks on his eyebrows. The terrible soul power fluctuations made Qin Shengxiang's eyes stagnate several times. It was by using the time between the electric light and flint that Qin Sheng tried hard. Throw Qin Yunxiang into the sky.

"Boom!"

The thunderous punishment of the mixed Yuan Shenshan came, and a white lightning struck Qin Yunxiang, accompanied by the extremely hot thunderfire.

"Ah ... I'm not willing, I should fly for nine days and ten days. How can I die in such a place?"

Qin Maoxiang came completely fresh, and the thunder fire was all over his body. The half-spirit cracked incessantly, and a large number of spirit patterns were peeling off.

In the end, Qin Yunxiang turned into a pile of burnt bones.

Highly hoped by the main line of the Qin people, the first successor of the Qin people who would even establish a new dynasty is finally dead.

After fighting for so many years, the main and branch veins finally won once.

Although the battle between the main and branch veins of the previous generation, Qin Zhongtian won, but because of the family's appearance, even if Qin Zhongtian escaped to Dacheng City, he was arrested back to Tian prison, and he is still in the north. The life of the restricted area is unknown.

"Huh!" Qin Sheng's face was cold and his eyebrows were ruthless. If he changed to other martial arts soldiers, he would be absolutely scared, and the revenge of the Qin people would not be a martial arts soldier who could afford it.

But Qin Sheng didn't care about it at all. Their branches and main veins had long been endlessly resentful. For so many years, the branch veins didn't know how many vertical wizards had been slaughtered.

"Even a half-spirit can't hold the thunder."

Yuquan's face was so bleak that he couldn't think that Qin Sheng really dared to fight so hard.

Qin Yunxiang, but his dog legs, hit the dog also depends on the owner, and now Qin Sheng beheaded Qin Yunxiang under the eyes of everyone, so arrogant and arrogant, he did not put his emperor nineteen in his eyes.

The dog-legs around him were talking a lot, but they also dared not be angry.

Yuquan Yinqing changed, he was thinking about whether to do something with Qin Sheng.

"go!"

In the end, Yuquan chose to leave. This Qin Sheng was too inscrutable. He was humble, but he was scary in the realm of spirit and soul, and there was a great opportunity hidden in him. He was afraid ...

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