Too Early

The sky gradually sank, the clouds rolled, the thunder thunder rolled across the clouds, and the rumbling sounds, indicating that the rainstorm is approaching.

Qin Haoxuan held the red temper and went all the way to the beginning.

On a vast expanse of the field, Qin Haoxuan's cold eyes were lifted up a little, not far from the front, countless black spots galloping from the horizon, imposing, with unobtrusive killing.

Falling from the air to the ground, Qin Haoxuan's fingertips fell on the body of the red temper, and the force of the cold slowly came out. The thick ice layer fell on the body of the red scorpion and completely covered him.

Thinking of the irritable temper of the former red-handed, Qin Haoxuan whispered: "Don't worry, I will take you home when I clean up them."

Qin Hongxuan slowly got up, and the body of Shinto did not know when he appeared next to him. At this time, the expressions on the faces of the two were exactly the same, with the upcoming killing The icy cold, and the indifference to life.

"Qin Haoxuan!"

"Really it!"

"On, who can hold Qin Haoxuan, there is a reward!"

......

Hundreds of personal shadows arrived in an instant. They were all different, apparently from different sects, rushing to rush, and killing them halfway. All this shows that this group of people is only making money.

"The first time, you don't want to go to the scene." Qin Haoxuan looked at the people who were pressed around, and said one word to the body of the Shinto.

brush!

In response, the body of the Shinto came out suddenly, and nine long golden dragons roared from behind him, and the dragons shook the sky, and the nine days of rolling clouds were shaking slightly!

As a lightning traverse across the sky falls, the rainstorm is like a broken bead, with a boundless wind blowing down.

Qin Haoxuan’s eyes were so cold that he was so scared that he was holding a red temper, and the heavy rain passed over his head, but no drop of rain fell on him.

"He is anxious, don't like to wait, quick fix."

The body of Shinto reveals the color of gold, nodded slightly, and then turned into a streamer, suddenly greeted the coming!

The entire plain was caught in a violent battle, and the various spirits that were intertwined with each other tore everything. Numerous pits of different depths appeared on the gentle ground, and the rich blood just fell, and it was washed away by heavy rain. Even the **** suffocation did not leave.

In addition to the screaming call sign, there is no sound.

The body of Shinto is the force of reincarnation. He does not need defense. He only knows that he is slashing and the body of his hand falls into pieces.

Numerous spiritual methods are intertwined with the body that falls on the body of the Shinto, but even the scars can not be left, and the moment disappears and then reappears instantly, like a tsunami hitting the attackers!

The people who came to besiege Qin Haoxuan were shocked, and Qin Haoxuan, who was almost enchanted with golden light, made them full of fear!

“Why are there two Qin Haoxuan?!”

"Lingfa immunity?! How is it possible? How can he not invade?!"

"Awful, terrible..."

For the first time, the body of the Shinto who kills itself is like a sea of ​​wild waves. The raging power is almost mad, the emptiness of the sky, the earth is broken!

"Devil..."

"what!"

The people who brought the infinite killings, in the face of this seemingly killing, finally changed their face!

But everything is late.

The body of Shinto does not kill everything, it is impossible to stop, the whole space is surrounded by a strange power, it is difficult to escape!

"He died, I am born! On!"

"If you don't remove this demon today, this is our place of burial!"

"Ah! Kill!"

Desperate to death, the rest of the people's offensive is in vain, the life of the device is sacrificed!

boom!

A fire blasted out, and the hot high temperature almost burned everything out, forming a whirlwind-like volume, and went to Qin Haoxuan!

Boom!

Qin Haoxuan looked at the flame with condensation, and the fairy tree opened open behind him. The force of the cold was overwhelming, and the temperature of the ice condensed made him all things into ice! The fierce flame is also suppressed!

"Hey!"

The strong blood came, it turned out to be the man who manipulated the magic weapon, and spit out a large mouth of his own blood, poured on the flame!

Boom!

The fire is like a long dragon, and it is unstoppable. With a fierce force, the life has opened up a road and suddenly came to Qin Haoxuan!

brush!

A golden shadow was skipped in the air. His speed was too fast. He left an endless phantom in the air. He came to Qin Haoxuan and took this for him!

The flame is not in the body of the Shinto body!

Xianjin is the treasure of the world. The law is not invading. The boundless revolving vortex spreads in the body of Shinto. Then it grows bigger and bigger, and the surging force makes the clouds of Tishan tremble!

Boom!

The body of the Shinto body shot the glaring Huaguang, as the same small sun did not dare to look straight, the fierce and raging flames burst out from him, like a fire dragon burning everything, rushing toward Those monks!

"Ah! Help save lives!"

The monk, who was originally proud of himself, was dull in appearance, and even fled and wanted to escape.

But it is late.

The raging fire dragon evaporates the torrential rains of the sky, and vacates it with unstoppable momentum. In the blink of an eye, it burns everything!

Qin Haoxuan was slightly coveted, looked at the red-skinned child in his arms, and stepped forward again, and the body of Shinto followed closely.

Behind Qin Haoxuan, a blackened land, the monks who were swallowed by the flames, did not even leave a skeleton.

The clouds in the sky rolled, and the thunderstorms burst into flames, and the heavy rains that had been stopped by the flames fell again, rushing the white powder to the surroundings.

Qin Haoxuan had just left but a few moments of interest, there was another group of people galloping, but only one of them was ruined.

"Damn devil! Actually he was ran again!"

"How is this Qin Haoxuan so hard to kill! Several large-scale killings have been run by him!" Someone shouted indignantly.

"The harder he is to kill, the more cards he has on him. Once you take it down, it’s hard to estimate the baby! What to do, chase!"

......

All the way to the ground, until returning to the beginning, Qin Haoxuan only breathed a sigh of relief, the chill of the sky, everything was frozen, no change before the beginning of his departure.

Qin Haoxuan walked forward step by step, and the body of Shinto followed him, and the blood of the monks who were contaminated by him turned into red footprints all the way, becoming lighter and thinner until they disappeared.

"We are going home."

Qin Haoxuan’s voice was low and dumb, and the body of the red scorpion was taken out of the mixed Tissot, and then slowly placed on the ground, juxtaposed with other disciples of Yingling Mountain.

After doing this, Qin Haoxuan usually lifted the dragon scale sword and sat down slowly, looking at the frozen body, and there was a blank space on the surface.

"I shouldn't go to retreat, why don't you wait for me..."

Qin Haoxuan looked like a blue, and both eyes lost their focus. It was just a storm in the brain. He jerked his fist and made a low voice from his throat: "Why don't you wait for me, we can fight together, you know that it is A dead end, why should we challenge?!"

“What are other people doing?! Why not stop you!”

Forehead jumped up the blue veins, Qin Haoxuan never regretted it, if he did not retreat, maybe...

No, no!

Qin Haoxuan suddenly froze, and he looked at the red man: "No, you are not so impulsive, ten years have endured, why suddenly suicidal went to Puguangge, Xu Yu will never allow you Do this..."

No, no, doubts that have not been seriously considered have come to mind.

It is impossible for the red sturdy to be killed under the impulse. If it is impulsive, why is it ten years later than ten years ago?

Moreover, how can his cultivation be as fast as possible?

Why...

Looking at the eyes, Qin Haoxuan looked at the body of Huanglong not far away. The heart suddenly stunned: "Yes, I am teaching... I have said that his cultivation is also a sudden increase in a short period of time, but it is necessary to live. Yuan is the price."

If the red scorpion also learned to teach the practice of cultivation, he can explain why his cultivation will skyrocket, and why he will challenge the entire Supreme Master Puguangge...

"Because you have cultivated that practice, your life is not much?" Qin Haoxuan closed his eyes and tears finally fell.

He wants to be stupid, but he can't say a word.

Because this is the counterattack of the early teachings, it is what they would rather do.

Thousands of disciples are guarding and dying, and some people need to avenge them. Too primary is what it is today. As long as one person survives at the beginning, it must be paid for by the culprit!

"You are the first one to come out..." Qin Haoxuan looked at the frozen front, and stood up a little...

The people who teach in the early days will never give up on this. Since they can quickly improve the practice of cultivation, they will never be alone.

Qin Haoxuan knew that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the counterattack of the early-informed people who took the boat in the void began. Although they did not know where these people are now, they will appear again as long as they wait.

Finally, I glanced at the body of the red sculpt, and Qin Haoxuan’s deep bend: “When the early Tailing spirits bless my early disciples.”

The wind gradually slowed down, and the snow fluttering in the sky also withdrew the stern and decisive, floating down.

Qin Haoxuan straightened up and left the beginning of the step by step.

......

Just before the beginning of the early days, there was a team of Puguangge disciples patrolling, and even when they saw Qin Haoxuan, they even stumbled.

Qin Haoxuan did not stop, even his eyes were not given to those people, a golden shadow shot from behind him, his body shaped like a ghost, shot like lightning, in the blink of an eye, he fell a corpse.

"Puguang Pavilion."

The three words are incomparably indifferent from the mouth of Qin Haoxuan, with a little bit of killing.

Looking up to the west, Qin Haoxuan’s lips evoke an icy arc: “I haven’t taken the initiative to provoke him for so many years. Does he really think that my early disciples are so bullying?”

The corner of the corner of the eye swept through the tent that was built not far away: "If this is the case, give them a small gift first."

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