Chapter 707: Eight turns
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Deity of the Emperor
- Snail Rushing
- 1259 characters
- 2021-01-29 02:10:36
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"Go ask a question!"
An elder said at the moment: "If it is really a disciple of the North Cangzong in the Northern Cang dynasty, there may be some trouble!"
"Ok!"
Suddenly, a few of the gods turned eight, surrounded by Qin Chen.
"After life is awesome, when is North Cong Zong, you are such a young talent."
The elders of the gods Fengzong said: "The kid, this is the entanglement between our two gods and the princes of the princes of the wolf, and the entanglement of the two ancestral halls."
"The hands of the Northern Congzong are too long."
"Return quickly, I will not care about you."
Several people looked at Qin Chen and murdered.
"You are afraid of misunderstanding!"
Qin Chen held the keel moon spirit sword at this moment, and smiled lightly: "Northern Congzong, basically it is finished, this sword... I grabbed it."
Ok?
how is this possible!
North Cangzong is finished? What do you mean?
"Nonsense!"
An elder said: "Come on, otherwise, even if you are from Beicang, we are welcome."
"Don't be polite!"
Qin Chen smiled and said: "Recently honing the coffin, seeking a breakthrough, you just come!"
Qin Chen is not a joke.
In the past two months, he has been cultivating the power of electromagnetism generated by the hybrid method.
Now, it’s almost a breakthrough.
"And, let me tell you again, I am not from the northern Cangzong continent."
"I, Qin Chen, from the nine secluded continent, Qingyun Zong!"
Qin Chen did not hesitate, Xu Xudao.
Qingyunzong is now in the nine secluded continents, at most, it is superficially sturdy, he is holding, and Laowei is topping.
Except for the two of them, there is nothing to draw.
Those ancient families, ancient countries, did not take things seriously.
This time, it is also considered to be awesome.
"presumptuous!"
"Still!"
A few turns of the gods, it is obviously mad.
The district has a five-turned transformation of the gods, and it is considered to be superior in talent and so arrogant.
"Whether you are a North Cangzong disciple, today's intervention, it is to find death."
The words fell, an elder, rushed out in an instant.
"I want to intervene and intervene, can I manage it?"
Qin Chen grinned and held the sword.
Turning the gods into eight?
Very strong?
He doesn't know how many kills!
If you count the nine ninth, then it will go further.
The keel moon spirit sword shines at this moment.
Above the blade, in addition to the scorpion of the keel, the moonlight is more powerful.
"cut!"
Qin Chen took out a sword.
boom……
In an instant, a roar sounded and suddenly sounded at this moment.
The roar sounded at this moment, flesh and blood.
Turning the gods into eight turns.
dead!
This time, the life is dead.
The sword is eight turns.
In one go!
Is this still five turns?
A few elders around, it is awkward at the moment.
What is this strength?
At the same time, on the side of Yan Yange.
Liu Fanger and Liu Xiang and others returned, and the two old men immediately smashed the encirclement and came to the two.
One of the elders, with blood on his body, saw two people and couldn’t help but say: "Isn’t you leaving here? What are you going back to?"
"Great elder!"
The flow side is low: "Under the nest, do you have an egg?"
"We are leaving today, and this life is doomed to do so."
"Death, but also the death of the light!"
The two old men looked at a dozen young people, lamented and shook their heads, not to say much.
Above the sky, a ray of light rises.
Turning the gods into eight turns, they are directly shackled.
At the moment, the two old men were cold.
"Feng Jiguang, the old man of the style, was desecrated!"
When this is said, even the flow and the flow are a glimpse.
That is the famous turn of the gods.
"It is that young man!"
Flowing toward the sun, looking at the sky, smashing out the gods.
Turning the gods into five breaths?
What a joke!
When the gods turn five times, when can they turn eight?
"Qin Chen!"
Liu Fanger and Liu Xiang are a glimpse.
"Do you know?"
Liu Fang hastened to briefly explain what happened before.
The flow to the sun is very exciting, said: "The sky is not my smashing flame!"
"In this case, let us help too!"
Looked at another elder on the side of the body, flowing to the sun to open the way.
It’s just that the figure just wants to rush out, and a thought comes, but the flow to the sun is to hold on, and the expression is weird.
"go!"
The flow turned to Yang and turned and killed in the other direction.
"The elders of the sun!"
"The kid said... he can solve eight turns himself."
Flowing to the sun, the color is weird: "I don't need to intervene, let's kill seven turns, solve it early!"
When the words came out, a few people were present and their faces changed slightly.
Qin Chen... so strong?
Five changes in the realm of the gods, eight turns of the sword, now actually still ... one person challenge?
boom……
A roar sounded again.
Eight digits of the number, at this moment, try your best to resist.
Qin Chen holds the keel moon spirit sword, but it is murderous.
"Is it a bit of a turn, is it so capable?"
Looking at the seven or eight people in front of him, Qin Chen said: "It's too weak!"
The words fell, and the gods and the wolf kings were turned into masters, and their faces were gloomy and terrible.
Several people joined forces to kill Qin Chen.
But Qin Chen, not afraid at all!
Even Qin Chen seems to take them to try the sword, and they have not used all their strength!
This guy, deceiving too much!
"You, don't have to keep your hands!"
An elder shouted: "The big thing matters."
Indeed, big things matter.
With such consumption, death and injury are more to say and shameful.
Seven or eight transformations of the gods eight turns, surrounded by a transformation of the gods five turns, but also despised, saying that they are shameful.
For a time, seven or eight people, a strong wave of rising.
Qin Chen smiled slightly.
This is like a word!
The roar, the road burst, one wins over one.
Qin Chen flew up, the keel of the moon, the sword whistling.
In the fourth world, as the Qingyun Sword Emperor, on the understanding and control of the sword, even if it is the old man, it is not necessarily stronger than himself!
This is absolute confidence.
Qin Chen grinned, sword out, thunder, flashing.
boom……
The aura of the road is gathered on the side of the body.
In the face of eight or eight changes in the real world, the pressure has increased dramatically.
But Qin Chen, don't care.
What he needs is this pressure, oppressing his body's aura, and then making another turn to reach six turns!
"It's now!"
A low drink, Qin Chen took out a sword.
boom……
The huge waves are lined up, and the aura is whistling out, gathering together with Jianwei and killing the front.
In an instant, a strong temperament, rising to the sky.
Turn the gods, six turns!
Qin Chen was so angry at the moment, holding a long sword and flying white hair.
Just like the nine white hair killing God, once again appeared.
"dead!"
A sword comes out, thunder and lightning.
Sword mans kill, aura!
Booming...
In an instant, the whole half of the air, a burst of sound rang.
The breath of the digital realm of eight realm masters disappeared one by one.
At this moment, Qin Chen landed safely.
The sword is still looking like a jade, and the moon is flowing.
People are still introverted and humble, and they are indifferent.
As if everything had not happened.
The two major sects, the transformation of the gods eight turns, completely killed.
Qin Chen looked up and looked at the sky and said slowly: "Looking at the play for a long time, come out!"