Chapter 886: Three years

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Chapter 886 three years
At this moment, the molten slurry will be filled with deep pits. For three years, it has been hot and constant, and has not been intermittent.
Around the pit, four figures are still standing firmly.
In three years, the four lives were dead and the movement was unmoved.
It seems that Qin Chen is not dead. They will stand here forever, and they will not move.
puff……
Suddenly, the magma blasted a bubble.
An iron chain, which leaps out of the magma, entangles it into a cockroach, directly into a roll, and pulls the cockroach into the magma.
The sound of the cymbal sounded, and then there was no movement.
The other three, immediately back.
Oh...
There are eight more chains, rushing out of the magma and sweeping over to the three.
The three saw this, their eyes were afraid, and they hurriedly fled.
Inside the chain, there is a smell that they can't get contaminated.
However, it is late!
Eight chains, bound three people, pulled toward the melt.
The three men struggled, but in the end, they were still pulled into the melt.
At the moment, among the melts.
Qin Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "If you arrive at the Nirvana Spirit, you will have four chains to catch you, and nine chains to catch you four. It’s really tiring..."
Said, Qin Chen stepped out and appeared on the molten slurry.
At this moment, Qin Chen, close to the height of one meter eight, looks like the muscles are not prominent, but it is a sense of bodybuilding.
A black hair, scattered, a pair of scorpions, shining brightly.
The lips are slightly closed, and between the eyebrows, there are a few sacred spirits, and the flow is endless.
At first glance, it still gives people a feeling of restrainedness.
But look carefully, among the eyes, a touch of sharpness, a lazy, extremely complicated.
Standing on the edge of the pit, Qin Chen took out a suit and wore it on his body.
In the Tsing Yi, long hair bundled up, stretched out, Qin dust portable chain, pulled out four figures.
At the moment, the four scorpions, the oily green light in their eyes, disappeared.
But the whole body is up and down, but it is still intact.
"The Purgatory Devil... The big handwriting, the four deaths of the dead, driven by the rare life spar..."
Qin Chen looked at the four roads.
"Internal runes are cumbersome, but they can be eliminated."
"Just to get rid of the guy's mark, these four guys, I am afraid the strength will drop..."
Qin Chen thought for a moment, still hands-on.
Three years have passed, Gu Xinyue, Shi Ding as them, obeying their own words, should be to Lieutenant.
No one is around, no one is comfortable.
These four guys, although cold, even if the strength is reduced, it is also the level of Nirvana Ling, with the side, it can save their own troubles.
Qin Chen's palm wave, hands, the road rune, at this moment condensed, and constantly rushed into the body of the four.
And the time is running out, four times, the speed of light flowing at this moment is getting faster and faster.
Time passes by, and in a blink of an eye, January time passes.
Qin Chen stood up and looked at the four people.
"From today, you are called King, Two Kings, Three Kings, Four Kings!"
Qin Chen looked at the four roads.
At this moment, the four eyes are no longer surrounded by magic, but with a crystal green man, nodded.
Qin Chen said again: "Since today, you only need to obey my orders!"
"Yes!"
Four knacks, a nod.
Not bad, although some internal runes have been modified, which has destroyed some of the essence of the four embarrassments, the strength is no longer a life-and-death, but falls to the realm of creation, but it is enough.
"It’s time to go back nine!"
After Qin Chen’s hands were negative, he walked in a leisurely stroll.
Four monks, behind them.
Leave the nuclear core and come to the world of the Mozu.
Imperial City!
Today, in the imperial city, it is still full of enthusiasm, come and go, the five demons of the tribes are endless.
After three years.
Several great demons died and the top masters died.
Nowadays, the Mozu and the Little Devils are all in charge of the family.
Qin Chen appeared outside the Imperial City.
Seeing the imperial city that is like a wild beast, at this moment, the lively and extraordinary, Qin Chen paused.
"But it, left to Qingyunzong disciples, it is to hone them."
With Qin Dash nowadays, it is not a problem to truly perfect the five-stage strength of the Xuanjing.
Just too much trouble.
Going back to the ground, turning the channel on, let the disciples of Qingyun Zong down, it is a chance to hone.
Thirteen thousand years.
The Mozu, because of the existence of the nine secluded mainland, never give up.
Nowadays, Qin Chen has replaced the source. He understands that the Mozu will not send anyone again.
In this case, the passage is like a fiction, and there are a large number of Mozu remnants in this place, but there is no top-notch Nirvana spirituality and creation, and you can't look down on any storms.
It is most appropriate to leave it to Qingyunzong disciples.
Qin Chen looked at the city and turned and left.
Really should go back!
......
Nine secluded continents, Qingyun Zong!
In the past three years, the five major passages of the Mozu have retired, and the forces of all parties have returned to their original appearance.
Qingyun Zong, after the demonstration, can be said to be several times stronger.
Nowadays, Qingyun Zong, sit firmly in the first big gate of Jiuyou.
And because of the name of Qin Chen, even nowadays, Qingyun Zong, there is no master who goes beyond the realm of creation, in the nine quiet, no one dares to provoke.
Today, Qingyun Zong, in front of the mountain gate.
Today is the day when Qingyunzong opened the mountain gate, recruited the mainland military, and worshipped the mountain gate.
Nowadays, Qingyun Zong is a talented person.
Outside the mountain gate, early in the morning, there was a long queue.
Countless teenagers, with their dreams, want to pass the test of Qingyunzong and enter the Qingyun Zong, becoming a core disciple.
At the moment, the Qingyun Hall.
Li Yifan was in a white robe and stood in front of the throne.
"The deans, today is the big day for our Qingyunzong to recruit disciples. You deserve to be carefully selected."
Li Yifan now looks like a talent.
Between the eyebrows, a little more mature and sophisticated.
In the past three years, Li Yifan is now at the beginning of the day.
Below, Tian Lingwei, Shen Wenxuan, Jian Xiaoming and others, one by one.
Tianling Suiben is an exquisite heart, and the talent is not bad. Nowadays, it is already the realm of the post-day position.
And Jian Xiaoming is also in the late days of the heavens.
Shen Wenxuan studied too much on Danshu and now reaches the late stage of status.
The four young leaders, nowadays, have truly become the masters of Qingyunzong.
Deserved.
"Li Zongzhu rest assured, this time everyone must keep their eyes open."
Jian Xiaoming smiled and said: "Tian Lingling, can't fight my disciples like I did last time. My Kendo now has a lot of male disciples, and the female disciples are pitiful."
"Quiet me?" Tian Lingzhen did not care.
Shen Wenxuan smiled bitterly: "My Danyuan, there are fewer female disciples."
"You will have it!"
Jian Xiaoming couldn't help but patted Shen Wenxuan's shoulder and said: "You have fewer female disciples, but one is Peugeot tight, and you are surrounded by you all day, what are you dissatisfied with?"