Chapter 1941: Entering the Holy Pass in the North

Feng Lei Xianyi shook behind Qin Xuan and walked towards the Nine Sacred Passes of the North Heaven.
Until Qin Xuan disappeared, Wen Rujun let out a laugh.
"A good one should not be humiliated, a good one must be practiced!"
"Interesting, hahaha!"
Wen Rujun laughed, he looked at the direction Qin Xuan was leaving.
Five hundred years, ants shake the sky! ?
With a flash of his finger, he smelled like a king, and he could see it with his own eyes in Kyushu on this day.
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Qin Xuan walked with wings, he still went to the Tianjiu Sacred Pass, never evading.
Knock the eight layers of heaven, inside the body, immortal gods, chaotic gods, each opened two hundred and forty-one zhang.
The distance from the nine-layered sky to the court is still twenty-three zhang, the distance from the jealousy of the tenth heaven, fifty-six zhang, to the full jealousy of the court, the difference is 158 zhang.
The resources required for this are at least 100 million cents, or even close to the 200 million mark.
After a full 13 days, Qin Xuan finally approached the Tianjiu Sacred Pass.
The vast sacred pass is like endless mountains at a glance, and the dragon lies in the earth.
As we approach, we can see the vastness of this holy pass.
Three hundred and thirty thousand feet high, like the sky.
Before the entrance of a holy pass, Qin Xuan slowly fell.
"A thousand cents!"
The guard is wearing the armor of the Nine Sacred Passes in the sky, guarding in front of this city gate.
Qin Xuan threw a thousand celestial coins at will, got a jade slip, stepped into it.
The jade slips are the rules in the Tianjiu Sacred Pass. You can’t use your own force or volley without permission. Everything is in accordance with the rules.
In the nine sacred passes on this day, it is the saint who sits at the gate.
The first of the 13 sages of Tianjiuzhou, Tianjiu sages!
Qin Xuan stepped into it, surrounded by the eight heavens and nine heavens, almost everywhere.
Even the second, third, and even the seventh and eighth turns of Da Luo exist, and they also pass by.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a low roar sounded, and the faces of the immortals changed suddenly on the street.
I saw a deity riding a dragon, a dragon, a dragon and a fairy beast, crisscrossing the street.
"That's the Immortal Venerable Ling Zixiao from Tianjiu Sacred Pass!"
"Tianlin Immortal Venerable, Ling Zixiao!?"
"Returning from the buried emperor's mausoleum, it looks like a great opportunity!"
Envy, awe, and longing sounded in the Nine Sage Pass on this day, and the immortals looked up.
Hunyuan Immortal Venerable, in their eyes, is already out of reach.
Even in the Tianjiu Sacred Pass, Hunyuan Xianzun is also a famous generation.
Shaking the sky, the dragon Qi pulls away, passing one place, and Qin Xuan walks slowly, white clothes and gray hair.
He had never looked at Ling Zixiao, there was no sadness nor joy, no respect and fear in his eyes.
Along the way, he shuttled through the streets and walked to a pavilion.
This is a hidden pavilion, not belonging to the Tianjiu Sacred Pass.
Qin Xuan walked in and took out one hundred thousand sen coins.
"Buried Emperor Mausoleum, Northwest Longmo!"
Qin Xuan slowly said, "Could you walk through this map of Northwest Longmo? These are just deposits!"
The person in the dark pavilion is an old man, wearing ragged clothes, his eyes drooping, and he does not look at Qin Xuan.
"Three million cents, there happens to be a team, three big Luo Jinxian, two true immortals knocking the court!"
"If you agree, take cents, if you disagree, you can do it yourself!"
Qin Xuan frowned slightly, three million cents, and he was joining the team?
This was a bit beyond his expectation, but he was buried in the emperor's mausoleum in the previous life and was already a saint.
When he was a saint, he had the way of a saint, but now he is a true immortal of the Eighth Heaven. He wants to run rampant like his previous life and rush into the tomb of the buried emperor, which is tantamount to looking for death.
"Four million cents, tell me how many times they can enter the Dragon Desert!"
Qin Xuan's voice was calm, and he threw out a storage ring.
The old man let out a whisper, then opened his eyes and glanced at Qin Xuan.
He swept away his thoughts, and then smiled with satisfaction.
"Not bad!"
"You follow me, I will introduce you!"
Having said that, he walked directly into the dark pavilion.
This dark pavilion opens into the ground, surrounded by flames, which looks deep and terrifying.
After that, the old man opened an iron gate and walked into it. A breath made Qin Xuan frown.
There were three people in the eye, and the old man in the dark pavilion slowly spoke.
"This person is Daxuexiancheng. Daluo is the second-turned Golden Immortal. He is the leader of this team, Li Lingyu!" There is evil spirit leaking.
Following the introduction of the old man, Li Lingyu raised her head, but her pupils were dark red as blood.
"Forty thousand celsius coins, it's for nothing!" The old man in the dark pavilion threw out a bag with a simple pattern on it.
Li Lingyu raised her brows and glanced at Qin Xuan.
"How heavy is it?"
The eyes of the other people also fell on Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan said in a hurry, "Yah!"
"Weak, be more obedient, you can save your life!" Li Lingyu put away the celestial coin, said lightly, and then continued to sit cross-legged, the faint evil spirit blended with the power of Da Luo, turning into a crimson dragon in her body. Winding around.
The old man Ange didn't care, his eyes fell on the other person.
"Those of no night dark pavilion, Da Luo turned around, Ming Luo!"
This is an existence wrapped in black robe, it is difficult to distinguish young and old men and women.
Wuye Dark Pavilion is a killer organization in Tianjiu Prefecture, which is good at assassination and treasure hunting. It is the sixth major trend.
The old man's eyes fell on the last person, an old man who was only five feet tall.
"Sanxian, true immortal ninefold, old crane!"
The old man fiddled with a rusty bronze sculpture, which seemed to be a broken object. He looked at Qin Xuan with a grin.
A row of silver teeth appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes, making his eyes pause slightly.
This silver tooth is an immortal treasure, a one-time type that can burst, and each one is enough to destroy a true fairy.
Although it was a true immortal Nineth Heaven, it was not easy for some Ronald to kill this old man.
"Where are Zhao Jiu and Li Huo?" The old man in the dark pavilion frowned, "If you have enough people, you will set off, run out of the dark pavilion, and be careful to be discovered by the enemy.
"Those two guys went to recruit people. This time, three people died in the dragon desert!" Li Lingyu ran the technique, but a voice came out slowly, "This is only one person, and it's still a real immortal, there are still two people short of it. !"
The old man in the dark pavilion frowned, and he turned his head to look at Qin Xuan, "You can wait here for a while, they can find enough people to enter the Northwest Dragon Desert!"
Qin Xuan's gaze was indifferent, he passed the three people, and slowly said, "I don't need three people, I'm enough!"
"Let them come back and enter Long Desert."
He looked at Li Lingyu faintly, causing the dark pavilion to suddenly become silent.
The old man beside him quietly flashed and disappeared beside Qin Xuan.
Li Lingyu's eyes opened and closed impressively.
"Little guy, this team, it's not your turn to speak!"
Li Lingyu's eyes are condensed with evil spirits, headed by women, which has her own advantages.
The next moment, Li Lingyu's figure disappeared, and a pair of dark red daggers were already in Qin Xuan's neck.
The faint cold light seemed to be enough for Qin Xuan to separate with Li Lingyu's hand.