Chapter 1570: Book cover: sage

Chapter 1570 The Book of the Sun: The Sacred
"I want, three bright pearls with eight holes, ten bright pearls with seven holes!"
When the sound of Wang Xian fell, the silence was almost incomparable, and the silence was quiet. Everyone breathed slightly.
"This... what does he mean?"
A bright pastor looked at the past and looked at Wang Xian with a wrong face.
Everyone in the Wuji Dynasty also brushed and looked at Wang Xian.
"You...you have a way to save my brother?"
Wu Qingyan first responded, his face staring at Wang Xian, and asked loudly.
"Have!"
Wang Xian looked at Wu Qingyan and nodded faintly.
"How...how is it possible, our ancestors said that unless the bright priest of the ninth order of the hole is shot, otherwise...how can you..."
On the side of Tianqingguang, he trembled, staring at Wang Xian incredulously, whispering.
He couldn't believe anyone who couldn't save his ancestors. This guy can cure it.
"The seventeen dark souls are integrated into one, reaching the seventh level of the hole, and being expelled from the body of the Emperor Wuqing City. It must be destroyed without hurting the Crown Prince!"
"The bright priest of the eighth order of the hole is absolutely impossible, unless the ninth order, once rushed to shoot, will cause great damage to the crown prince!"
The morning ancestors of the morning frowned and looked at Wang Xian. He would not believe that a young man could expel the dark soul in the body of the Emperor Wuqing City, even if it was a enchanting youth.
"If you are not sure, it is best not to shoot easily!"
He finally added to the direction.
Around, all the bright pastors also looked at Wang Xian with twinkling eyes.
"How much do you have?"
The dark ancestors frowned and looked at Wang Xian, and asked quietly.
"What others can't do doesn't mean that I can't do it. Three bright pearls with eight holes, ten bright pearls with seven holes, and seniors. How is this reward?"
Wang Xian glanced at the old ancestors of the morning light and said to the dark ancestors.
"Well, if you can really cure the Qing Dynasty, our Wuji Dynasty will give you these rewards!"
The dark ancestors stared at this somewhat daring young man and nodded heavily.
"it is good!"
Wang Xian smiled, his palms open, and the bright dragon beads appeared in his hands.
Today's bright Dragon Ball has reached the seventh level of the hole, and there is still a long way to go from the eighth level of the hole.
However, it is enough to drive away the soul of darkness!
"This...this is impossible...unless you reach the ninth order of the hole, you can never be the bright priest of the ninth order!"
The morning ancestors saw Wang Xian really shot, his face whispered in a changing voice.
"Impossible? Oh, the master is a teacher, then see clearly, learn a little!"
Wang Xian said with some sarcasm toward the morning ancestors, his arm moved.
"Roar!"
A dragon scorpion came from inside the bright dragon ball, and the dragon ball slowly turned into a half-meter-sized bright dragon.
The bright dragon rotates around Wang Xian.
"Hey!"
At this moment, Wang Xian’s body was swollen for a while, and the rich light energy shrouded it.
Surrounded by dragons, holy and noble.
He slowly extended his milky arms, and Wuqing City, which was suspended in the air, floated toward him.
"Roar!"
The bright dragon once again snorted and began to wrap around Wuqing City.
"What is that? How can it be so smart?"
Aside from the position, the morning ancestors stared at the bright dragon with their eyes wide, and their faces were full of amazing looks.
"The power of light, the horror of the horror, the seventh order of the hole, such a young hole, the seventh-order powerhouse!"
The bright pastor around him was also shocked.
Even the secret ancestors, the heart is shocked.
"Hey!"
Wang Xian waved his hands, and a pair of bright jade hands flew toward Wuqing City, drawing a long hole in the position of his chest.
"What is he doing?"
"His Royal Highness is a dark attribute. This hand cuts the chest of His Royal Highness, who has not been bounced by the dark energy. It is very powerful!"
Everyone around them stared and whispered.
"Hey!"
At this moment, a dragon that shocked the world came out from the mouth of the bright god.
A powerful force of light that shook people's hearts and scattered around.
"Zizizi!"
"Be careful!"
In the Wuji Dynasty, except for the old ancestors and the old man with the dark staff, all the others retreated toward the rear.
They stared at the bright dragon with amazement, and their eyes were full of shock.
"It’s so strong, that bright creature has even given me a strong threat!"
A strong man with a seven-step hole in the hole sucked a cold breath and said with a flash of his eyes.
"This this..."
At this moment, the morning ancestors have completely said nothing.
He stared at the bright dragon with incredulous eyes and his eyes flashed.
"Hey!"
Wang Xian slowly spread his arms, powerful light force, and instantly formed a field of 20 meters around him.
In this space, all are bright, and nothing else can be seen.
Even the dark ancestors on the side, slowly revealing a hint of surprise.
His black eyes could not see through this space.
"Roar!"
At this time, Guangming Shenlong directly entered the body of Wuqing City.
"Hey!"
When the bright dragon enters, the dark soul inside makes a sound.
"come!"
At this moment, a voice filled with tyrannical horror and command, sounded in the ears of the Dark Soul.
It trembled and felt a similar attraction outside.
Looking at the bright dragon in the field of competing with himself, he hesitated and flew directly to the outside.
"Hey!"
In the moment when the Dark Soul came out of Wuqing City, Wang Xian’s arm waved and a black-painted dragon claw directly grabbed it.
In his heart position, a dark faucet filled with majesty and tyranny appeared.
"Hey!"
The faucet opened his mouth and swallowed the darkness of the direct panic.
Wang Xian smiled and waved his arm, and the bright dragon flew toward the heart.
The bright cure falls on the chest of Wuqing City, and the wound heals directly.
"um, I..."
After the Dark Soul was expelled from the body of Wuqing City, he moved and slowly opened his eyes.
"Well, congratulations, I didn't give you face last time. I will give it back to you this time. I have a shady heart here. After taking it, I guess you should be able to break through!"
Wang Xian looked at the recovered Wuqing City, his arm waved, and the black curtain heart fell in front of him, faintly said.
At the same time, the power of the surrounding light completely dissipated, revealing the figure of the two.
"This..."
Wu Qingcheng looked at his body and glanced at the black curtain in front of him.
"Thank you for the pastor Wang. If this is not you, my life is really a confession to this group of dark souls!"
He said, he slammed toward Wang Xian!
(End of this chapter)