Chapter 1989: Phantom of Fairy Mine

The surroundings became silent again.
The headless saint walked through the mines one after another, and shuttled through the dark red underground.
Even Qin Xuan didn't know how long this mine of gods and demons was.
Ordinary second-class immortal veins are about a hundred million li in radius, and only the emperor can hold them.
For example, under the Qing Emperor inheritance, under the Immortal Emperor Yue, there is a top-notch second-class immortal vein, under which there are hundreds of millions of years of immortal source ore.
The Immortal Emperor Yue covers an area of ​​900 million li, and is 90,000 zhang high. It can be seen that the second-class fairy mine is huge.
Qin Xuan and the headless saint marched in this underground, not even knowing the cycle of day and night, according to Qin Xuan's mental calculation, at least seven hours have passed.
In seven hours, Qin Xuan encountered five mine bugs, including dark red spiders, centipedes, and weird creatures.
The strongest is not in Hunyuan, and the weakest is a true fairy.
Qin Xuan has been cut off, but his brows are even more frowning.
His time is extremely precious, and he can't always stay in this mine of gods and demons.
But he was hard to find a way out, but in a vague sense, Qin Xuan felt that the headless saint led him on the way to the surface.
As Qin Xuan thought about it, the headless saint walked through a mine again.
At this moment, Qin Xuan's pupils condensed slightly.
In the distance, a faint song came.
This song is faint and sweet, but it is more like an ancient ballad.
As if I heard it, I could hear the sadness and joy.
But the style of music was not like any one Qin Xuan encountered, as if it did not exist in this era.
Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this.
At this moment, the headless saint moved faintly, and saw the headless saint turning around and slashing towards the barrier in the mine with one hand.
In Qin Xuan's condensed gaze, in an instant, the veins shattered and were cut out a long way.
The roar was endless, even the hair on Qin Xuan's body could not help being erected, and he felt fear uncontrollably.
Below this vein, a series of terrifying aura seemed to be alarmed.
Qin Xuan squinted slightly, looking at the headless saint, "Old fellow, are you doing a ghost?"
Shocking the Hunyuan creatures under this vein, and even the half-saint creatures, this headless saint does not matter, after all, he has died, and he is a saint, Hunyuan is hard to shake.
But he, Qin Changqing, is no more than a real immortal.
In Qin Xuan's words, the headless saint did not change at all, and walked into the passage.
Qin Xuan pondered for a moment, and then followed.
About a long way forward, the headless saint once again used his palm as a knife to cut out the unbreakable underground vein again.
Qin Xuan faintly saw a crack above it.
But what made Qin Xuan notice was that the headless saint seemed to be advancing toward the sad singing.
At this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly spread in front of him.
I saw a creature breaking through the mine wall in the mine ahead.
This is an eyeless, emerald-green bug with only a huge mouth, but it is full of height.
The emerald body is like jade, and there are streams of water flowing in it.
The third realm of Hunyuan, a food source strange animal!
Qin Xuan is like a big enemy, this food source beast is enough to crush the fairy source ore and swallow it, and its mouth is enough to easily crush the Daluo fairy treasure, and its defenses are extremely terrifying, even if it is a day armored centipede and a green dragon Not even one tenth.
Moreover, this strange beast often has five-level or more Xianyuan veins, and within this Xianyuan vein, it is even more divine.
Before Qin Xuan took out the Eternal Sword, that headless saint fell in the palm of his hand again.
With just one palm, the food source alien beast in the third stage of Hunyuan was directly cut into two pieces.
The emerald green liquid fell on the ground, Qin Xuan's pupils condensed slightly.
"Bengquan, your chance is here!"
Qin Xuan couldn't help but feel a hint of surprise. When Daluo Xuanlong moved the gourd, he swallowed the strange food source animal completely.
The food-source alien beast's body is full of substantive celestial powers, and it is a treasure that can be swallowed or cultivated.
It’s just that the food source animal is in the mine, and it is very difficult to deal with. There are few natural enemies in the same territory. Even if the human race wants to kill it, it is not easy. It often requires the same realm Tianjiao, or more than ten powerful players. Can hunt.
Unfortunately, the headless saint is still a saint despite his death.
After swallowing all this food source strange beast into it, Qin Xuan showed a smile.
"It seems that it's not all worries!"
He looked at the headless saint, followed, and swallowed this food source strange beast, the Da Luo Xuanlong gourd is expected to turn seven or even eight.
Naturally, Qin Xuan would not let Daluo Xuanlong Gourd only have eight ranks, and Daluo had nine ranks, and he would help by the prohibition of Tianjiao.
After walking for a full half an hour, the sad singing in my ears seemed to be close to my eyes.
The headless saint stepped, Qin Xuan followed, and the world opened up in an instant.
In Qin Xuan's eyes, it was a piece of clear, pale blue pool water. Among them, there was a lotus platform with graceful white clothes and black hair hanging down on it. It was only its back, but its true face was not seen.
Qin Xuan watched it, and immediately took a few steps forward, behind the headless saint.
The headless saint stood still, and there was no movement again.
The phantom on the lotus platform didn't seem to be aware of it.
Everything seems to be quiet, except for the tactful singing, the silence is terrible.
Qin Xuan looked at the pale blue pool of water as large as ten meters, his pupils condensed.
He took a breath, muttering to himself.
"Good luck Kun Yuanshui!"
"Hunyuan's treasure, a full pool!"
A faint light seemed to flash across Qin Xuan's eyes.
Good fortune Kun Yuan Shui, this is the most precious treasure of Hun Yuan, the life immortal energy contained in it is enough to live and die, and the flesh and bones.
Every holding of pool water can repair the broken arm.
In front of him, there was a full radius of ten feet.
However, Qin Xuan did not move rashly. He looked at the figure in the pool with his feet rolling in the water.
That is the lotus platform, the shape of the lotus platform is a nine-petal lotus, and each petal is one color.
Red, red, orange, green, white, purple, blue, blue, ink!
In Qin Xuan's eyes, the light flashed.
Thirty-three Congenital Baolian, Nine-Colored Emperor Lotus!
The shape of this lotus platform is based on the shape of the nine-color emperor lotus.
Moreover, this lotus platform seems ordinary, but I am afraid, it is by no means ordinary, at least it is among the holy soldiers.
In the depths of the buried emperor's mausoleum, under the mine of gods and demons, a woman, with her back to Qin Xuan, sitting on the lotus platform above the holy soldiers, teased this pool of mixed yuan treasure and made kun yuan water.
At this moment, Qin Xuan was not only not happy, but also a kind of creepy.
Who is this woman?
Qin Xuan frowned slightly and waited quietly.
For two full hours, the woman still sang graceful ballads, teasing this pool of water.
Neither the headless saint nor Qin Xuan seemed to have attracted his attention.
Qin Xuan was not in a hurry, and his heart was like stopping water, not as good as the slightest disturbance.
At this moment, the head of the woman on the lotus platform suddenly turned slowly and looked at Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's pupils suddenly condensed. At this moment, there was a touch of astonishment and a touch of disbelief on his face.
The skin and bones all over his body seemed to be revealing the slightest coldness.
Not only was this face not ugly, it was never a bit hideous, but it was glamorous and peerless, but it made Qin Xuan's mind sinking and he didn't dare to move.