Vol 3 Chapter 1629: Wan Ying Xue Quan

The words of Tian Xuan Sheng, Xiao Chen is not surprised, early.
It’s just that it’s just a few words, and it’s hard to hide anything. Looking at the look is also a picture that I don't want to say more.
It’s hard to judge, and Xiao Chen’s heart secretly indulged himself and said:
Yes, but you have to help me get a round.

"Reincarnation?" Tian Xuan's sacred thoughts, thought for a while, did not think of a reincarnation of this cheat.
Just when Xiao Chen revealed doubts, Tian Xuan Sheng said: "I think of it, that is the practice that my teacher’s uncle had accidentally obtained, but it seems to be a remnant. Even the uncle of the teacher has not practiced, you Ok as long as this."
That's right, just like the news you got, the turnaround is indeed a disability. Only by having a reincarnation and seven thrones and comprehending seven different artistic conceptions can we truly cultivate success.
It is impossible to comprehend the reincarnation of the artistic conception by relying on a round of rounds.
It is necessary to comprehend the seven artistic conceptions, refining the throne, and cooperating with the reincarnation. However, since ancient times, no one has been able to collect the seven thrones, but at the same time have a reincarnation, so no one has really cultivated a reincarnation.
"Yes, I just have to turn back, this other treasures in the palace, nothing to do with me."
Xiao Chen’s heart was decisive and he only asked for a round.
"A long time, although the fairy palace is almost empty, you still have a huge treasure. As far as I know, a mixed fruit seems to be just ripe."
Tian Xuan's saints understatement, calmly said: "There is a reincarnation of a remnant book. If you can help me stop the cultivator, the mixed fruit is what I gave to you."
Mixed fruit?
I heard that the old man said that Xiao Chen is naturally interested, but it is still secondary to the round.
"I hope you can talk about it, but I have doubts about it. The people who come to this palace are all strong. On strength alone, there are many stronger than my existence, why choose me alone."
Tian Xuan's maiden eyes are condensed, staring at Xiao Chen, Shen Sheng: "Because, I can't see you, you have not become an emperor, but there are thousands of powers, and the realm is comparable to the Eight Heavens Emperor."
"It is obviously a person who cultivates martial arts, but it also repairs the fairy tales. It even reaches the realm of infant change. It also uses many secrets, and even I can't see it."
Xiao Chen was shocked by the fact that this woman was really powerful, just to see her own secrets at a glance.
"The last question, with your strength, still need me to help?" Xiao Chen looked like a torch, staring at the woman, hoping to find some clues from the other side's face.
Tian Xuan Sheng gently shook her head: "I can't explain too much to you. Even if I am strong, I can't shoot anyone in the world."
If Xiao Chen thinks thoughtfully, after thinking for a while, he said, "Well, I believe you in this explanation. I promise you, I hope you can talk."
"follow me."
The illusion disappeared, and the magnificent hall was once again dilapidated. Xiao Chen found himself, still sitting on the broken throne, but unknowingly stunned each other's illusion.
The heart could not help but secretly guarded up, this woman's illusion is too strong, it is incredible.
From the top of the throne, Xiao Chen fell to the side of the Tian Xuan saint, and then quickly shuttled through the fairy palace.
All the way through, many of the hall stone rooms, a glimpse of a glimpse, found a lot of treasure, have been saved by a strong ban.
After millions of years of inconsistency, SLR to the front of the treasure, there are tired bones, presumably all died in the ban.
It’s a glimpse of the greed, greed, gradually cooling, and restoring reason.
The temples of the parties, some are alchemy pavilions, some are medicine fields, some are refining halls, and there are many quiet rooms for the cultivation of the predecessors of Tian Xuanzong.
Among many quiet rooms, there are murals, and the rhyme is still there. Presumably this is what Feng Wei wants to pursue.
However, it is not easy to go in. The static room of the elders has many ancient prohibitions and organs.
During the march, Xiao Chen felt that he followed the Tian Xuan saint and seemed to go deep into the bottom of the fairy palace.
After asking about it, it is true that the bones of the Tian Xuan saint are in the deepest layer of the fairy palace.
Deep in layers, Xiao Chen feels that the cold is getting heavier and heavier, and the spirit of the fairy spirit is getting stronger and stronger.
This is very strange, the spirit of the fairy spirit should have given a very comfortable feeling, but the spirit of the fairy spirit here, but it is exceptionally
chilly.
Xiao Chen guessed that it should be the Tao Xuan saint to repair the ghosts, deliberately arranged.
"Hurry, this group of people has already reached the ninth floor."
Going to an entrance again, Tian Xuan's saint looked at the broken ban and his face changed slightly. Below the entrance, it should be the deepest layer of the fairy palace, and Xiao Chen could not help but be curious.
Tian Xuan, the place where the retreat was in the past.
Who expected the Tian Xuan saint to follow: "Can't walk from here, they will be discovered by them, I will take you from another entrance."
Not waiting for the Xiaochen reaction, he quickly left, and Xiao Chen turned to think. Both Xianzun are savvy and old-fashioned people. You can see that the ban on the door at the entrance of the temple can not be found here.
As soon as the Tian Xuan saint left, after half a ring, Xiao Chen came to the upper level with the Tian Xuan saint.
This layer of the temple, there is an inconspicuous old well, dust has been sealed for a long time.
"Put it off."
Xiao Chen said according to the words, many bans along the way, are the method of Ming Xuan Shengde, Xiao Chen shot.
Suffice to say that the other side should be subject to certain restrictions, it seems that really can not be shot.
Hey!
The manhole cover was opened, and the pungent smell came from, and Xiao Chen stared at it, and the well was actually bloody. When the dirty gas is dissipated, the blood becomes clear and transparent, and there is more ethereal taste.
"What is this?" Xiao Chen looked a little unusual, old well, not ordinary blood.
Tian Xuan's sacred woman recalled the past, complex complexion, Shen Sheng: "This is the Wanying blood spring that I refining in the past, jump on it, you can swim to the next layer."
"Wan Ying Xue Quan! This woman is really guilty of hand poison, Xiao Chen, you have to be careful." In the three mirrors, the instrumental Xiao San suddenly opened, reminding Xiao Chen.
"How, Wan Ying Xue Quan, what is the doorway?"
"Now I can't explain it to you. Anyway, you can take care of this woman. Don't be fooled." Xiaosan didn't want to explain too much. He only told him to be careful about the goddess of heaven.
Xiao Chen glanced at the Tian Xuan saint, hesitated for a moment, or jumped.
In the blood spring, cool and incomparable, Xiao Chen breathed his heart and swam down the well.
At the same time, in the ninth floor, Ming Yue Xian Zun and Tian Yi Xian Zun, with more than a dozen Xiu Xian. Breaking away the prohibition of the road, moving forward, without breaking a prohibition, this group of immortals will lay down their own ban.
After breaking through many bans, the ninth floor of the Imperial Palace was finally exposed to the eyes of these people.
At first glance, the ninth floor is a lake, vast and vast. Above the lake, there are countless white petals floating in the center of the petals.
In the middle of the lake, white petals are clustered with black eucalyptus.
Blood, white flowers, lights, and spirits.
The atmosphere of the entire ninth floor is very strange, empty, cold and clear, nothing, only a lake.
There are still tens of thousands of white flowers, and the eternal lights, accompanied by a lonely beech.
"Master, the legend is true, this flower is the flower of hell, the burning of it is the real fire."
A comprehension person, excited and excited, said.
Yin and Yang can not be merged, but the way of ghosts and celestial beings, walking between yin and yang, but it is necessary to integrate the two.
The flower of is the representative of the power of the extreme yin. The burning anode above is the only fire that can burn on the empty flower.
Ming Yuexian respects the coffin and sighs softly: "This day, Xuan Sheng, who was really a genius in the past, such as the skill of yin and yang, would be thought of by her, not as good as herself."
Tianyi Xianzun looked at the vast lake water, but also sighed: "This blood should be all the blood of the baby, this handwriting, the ancient and the present, afraid that no second person can do it. The power is also much bigger than my two."
The two are in the same position as Xianzun, who is the strongest person in the world. When watching this blood, they are deeply impressed.
If the Tian Xuan saint is still there, the two old people will definitely drop their dignity and beg the other party to accept themselves.