Chapter 3232: Qin Shan

In the distance, eight people were fighting, and the ancestral soldiers roared.
"Where is the exit?"
Qin Xuan looked at the child. Although the child's appearance was terrifying, at least for him, there was no malice.
The difference is that the eight people in the distance seem to have been completely lost.
The source of the loss is most likely to use the power of the source within the body.
With a deafening roar, another ancestor realm was cut off.
If you can't use the power of the body's origin, let alone the cold moment of the fifth ancestral realm, even the creatures of the first ancestor realm, Qin Xuan will die.
Or, he can resist the weirdness here.
The child looked at Qin Xuan, he shook his head, "You can't go out!"
"Exit is dangerous?" Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "If others can't get out, it doesn't mean I can't!"
"You want to find someone to play with you, I can promise you that I will come to you when I have time, but not now!" Qin Xuan looked at the child.
He once asked the creatures in the ancestral realm, the strangeness of the ancient forest, which has been 300,000 years.
It seems to be at the same time as the decline of the Taoyuan.
If this child can manipulate the darkness, at least, the existence of this child is related to the weirdness of the ancient forest and even the decline of the Taoist Academy.
But what surprised Qin Xuan was that this child was at least not malicious.
Maybe... Born to be evil, but at least there is no harm in mind.
"Really?"
The child suddenly grabbed Qin Xuan's arm, and in an instant, Qin Xuan could only feel that from the child's ice-like palm, there was a vast foul air.
Just like endless evil thoughts, breed in Qin Xuan's heart.
Qin Xuan's mind was in chaos, as if he once again returned to Hanoi for a long time, and that endless distress.
He barely kept a trace of clarity, "Hands!"
Qin Xuan spoke with extreme difficulty, his face felt like a black mist.
The child seemed to be startled too, he reacted and released his palm.
The endless evil thoughts receded like a tide.
Qingming was gradually restored in Qin Xuan's eyes, and the emperor was dripping with cold sweat.
Even his breathing was swift, and this was a feeling that Qin Xuan hadn't felt in many years.
"I didn't mean it." The child stepped back, looking at Qin Xuan's face, a little sad and a little desperate.
"It's okay!" Qin Xuan calmed down. He looked at the child without blaming it.
"Take me to the exit, you can manipulate the darkness, I will come again!" Qin Xuan looked at the child, he squatted down, and lightly landed on the child's head in the child's sad and desperate expression.
boom!
With endless malice again, Qin Xuan only felt that his mood seemed to be eroded.
This child is like the source of endless malice, enough to make people lose their senses, and to the extreme.
He has gone through two lifetimes and wandered in endless rivers of time. His state of mind, not to mention the ancestral realm, may not have the long years he has gone through even if he is the master of the world, or even in the wilderness.
Even so, he can only maintain a little clarity. If other creatures touch this child, they might be lost.
Qin Xuan also seemed to understand why the eight people suddenly started their hands. Perhaps they were completely lost in it because of this.
It's just that it's not because of children.
Qin Xuan moved his palms hard, his face was a little pale, as if exhausting all his strength.
The child was stunned. He looked at Qin Xuan, "You are special!"
Qin Xuan tried his best to calm his mood, "I should go!"
"Otherwise, I will be like them." Qin Xuan glanced at the White Bone Mountain.
The child nodded, "Come with me!"
He took Qin Xuan and walked behind the White Bone Mountain.
Qin Xuan's Yuguang passed the great battle far away, and the three ancestral realms had fallen. The remaining three people, still besieging the cold brake, seemed to have been lost.
This kind of result, even if the last person left wants to go out alive, it is impossible.
"Do you have a name?" Qin Xuan asked after the boy.
"No!" the child whispered.
"How about I give you a name?" Qin Xuan smiled slightly.
"Name?" The child stopped and looked back at Qin Xuan.
"Qin Shan, how?" Qin Xuan's eyes were long, "Perhaps, you were born evil and unknown, but if you can master your nature, this may be your talent."
"It's not that I am special, every creature in this world is special and unique."
"You, the same!"
Qin Xuan's words made the child stunned again.
"Qin Shan?" The child suddenly laughed, "Cack, I like it!"
"I have a name!" He danced with joy.
Qin Xuan looked at Qin Shan's back. He didn't know what the way forward. At least, this child was not a pure demon.
Perhaps this name is a beginning and can make him different.
As for the others... He, Qin Changqing, has just entered the heavens now, and he still can't protect himself, so how can he control it.
Perhaps one day, he will reach the boundary, even the ancient and ancient realm, and when he looks back, he can help Qin Shan solve his unknowns.
Following Qin Shan, it took about a time for a stick of incense to cross over to Baigu Mountain.
At the end of Qin Xuan's gaze, there was still that gray plain.
But at the end of this plain, there is a big lock that stretches through the sky.
Said it is a chain, in fact, it is more like two mountains twisted together, straight through the endless darkness.
At the end of the big lock in contact with the darkness, there was a huge stone plate, dark red, like an ancient altar.
"You have to hurry up!"
Suddenly, Qin Shan said, he seemed a little anxious.
Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed, "What?"
"The one with you is coming!"
The child hesitated, "I can take you faster, but you may die!"
As soon as Qin Xuan was about to speak, he suddenly noticed the fluctuations behind him.
It was the breath of a cold brake, and even an ancestor soldier blasted and killed it.
Once pursued by the cold brake, unless he uses the power of the source, he will have no way of life.
And using the power of the origin, I am afraid that I will get lost even more.
"it is good!"
Qin Xuan made a decisive decision and said to the child.
The child glanced at Qin Xuan, and his cold little hand grabbed Qin Xuan's sleeve. He deliberately didn't want to touch Qin Xuan's palm, which seemed to prevent the unknown from him from spreading to Qin Xuan.
It is a pity that Qin Xuan's clothing of longevity is also condensed from the power of the original source. With a roar, Qin Xuan's eyes seem to have turned into endless darkness.
In the memory, a creature who respected the past as an enemy killed him.
Even Qin Xuan couldn't help but want to kill at this moment.
He was reluctantly maintaining the clarity, and forcibly contained the movement of the origin.
I don't know how long it took, the darkness in Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly receded, but he had already appeared on a dark red ground.
Qin Xuan looked at it, and under his feet was like the altar he had seen before.
Qin Xuan suddenly raised his eyes, but saw the sky...that white bone mountain, the gray plain, and even the appearance of that cold moment.
As the heaven and the earth are overturned, the gray plain he was on before, in his view, is already a sky.
There is a stone gate ahead.
"Go!"
Qin Shan said, his expression a little anxious.
Qin Xuan stepped directly towards the stone gate.
"I have time, I will look for you again!" Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at Qin Shan.
The Fifth Ancestral Realm, the speed of the cold brake is too fast.
When Qin Xuan was about to step into Shimen, he heard a roar, and Hancha threw a sharp spear in his hand, a long rainbow, and killed Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan's pupils constricted, and Qin Shan jumped up in his eyes, and he was using his body to help Qin Xuan block the sharp spear.
In an instant, the sharp spear pierced Qin Shan's body, stained with black blood, and directly pierced Qin Xuan's chest with a huge force that almost broke Qin Xuan to pieces.
However, Qin Xuan's body also rushed into the stone gate.
In Qin Xuan's gaze, Qin Shan knelt on the ground in pain, and the darkness outside the altar suddenly swept in, turning a giant hand into the sky, directly submerging the body of the cold moment, and continuing into the gray plain. in.