Chapter 3403: Game (plus 4)

The whole building is extremely magnificent, like a giant hand.
The claws are like peaks, standing upside down in this big city.
There are square windows arranged in these five buildings.
Qin Xuan walked with his hand in hand, missed the many figures, and entered one of the entrances.
Throughout the entrance, sentient beings gathered and formed a long dragon.
However, on the side, there is a passage through which there has never been a single figure.
"It would be great if I could also make a name in the Chaos Battlefield, but through this Dragon Road, there is no need to line up like this!"
In front of Qin Xuan, someone looked at that road, full of envy.
This road is for the noble status of the ancient gods, or the creatures with a great reputation in the chaotic battlefield.
The Battlefield of Chaos is a game and trial ground of nine heavens and ten places. It can be famous in it, and its status is extremely noble in the nine heavens and ten places.
However, this dignity is made up of countless dead bones and life and death of other creatures.
Whether in China, the realm of comprehension, the realm of immortality and even the heavens, sentient beings are eager to ride the clouds and are destined to step on the bones of other creatures.
Inferior to supremacy, this is definite.
Qin Xuan followed the long dragon and lined up quietly. Suddenly, on the Hunlong Road beside him, a sacred car appeared.
This magic car is golden in color, with jade beads forming a curtain, and there are restrictions on it, and there is a huge badge on it with vegetation.
This is a divine beast pulling a cart, a golden horse with fleshy wings.
Emperor Shenju!
Qin Xuan recognized this sacred beast, it was a unique mount in the line of sacred way.
Rumor has it that the emperor Shenju clan has reached an agreement with the Shinto line and is willing to be a mount and be protected by the Shinto line.
"A person of the Shinto line!"
The creatures in the line also turned their heads to look around, their eyes full of envy.
The Shinto line is equivalent to the royal family in ancient China, and it is also high in the ancient gods.
This has nothing to do with strength, even if it is a person in the line of Divine Dao in the Transcendent Realm, the realm master dare not kill it indiscriminately.
Dijun Shenju walked in the strong wind, the window moved gently, and Qin Xuan could vaguely see the side of a person in the window.
Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly condensed, and then returned to calm.
"You are on the battlefield of chaos!?"
At this moment, a realm master in charge of the Chaos Battlefield looked at Qin Xuan arrogantly.
Qin Xuan turned around and said lightly: "Hmm!"
"Deliver 100,000 sacred coins!" The other party reached out.
Qin Xuan shook his sleeves, and a light fell in his hands.
This is a map of the world, which contains one hundred thousand magic coins.
The ten incarnations have lived in the ancient gods for hundreds of years, and there is no shortage of coins.
"Name!"
"Qin Xuan!"
"This is your battle talisman, go in!"
This person gave Qin Xuan an iron talisman that was only one inch in size. This iron talisman began to warm up, and after falling into Qin Xuan's palm, he reached a certain kind of wonderful connection with Qin Xuan.
Entering into it, there is a huge monument that guides the directions of all parties.
There are an inn, a restaurant, and a place for training, including the Shang Pavilion... The five buildings are all-encompassing.
It can even be said that this place is equivalent to a complete system, with almost everything needed for basic necessities, food, shelter, training, rest, and healing.
Qin Xuan looked at the giant monument, he remembered the route, and walked to one of the places called Battle Terrace.
Tossed around in this building, missing numerous figures, and even two ancient primordial lords passed by.
In one of them called Shenyue Tower, Qin Xuan stepped into a whirlpool, thought of the twenty-seventh floor, stepped out, and he appeared in another place.
The palm-sized protoss in the front, like an elf, is small, but still graceful.
"grown ups!"
The little guy ran in front of Qin Xuan and whispered: "May I ask how much battlefield do you need!?"
"The best!"
Qin Xuan gave a faint smile, this battle platform is divided into five levels.
"My lord, please deliver the magic coins!"
Qin Xuan waved his hand immediately, and 300,000 sacred coins fell in front of this little guy.
"Lingyou is willing to serve the adults!" After putting away the magic coins, the elf walked into a compartment under her guidance. In the compartment, there were dense runes, which looked more like some kind of altar.
In the middle, there is a huge square stone platform, this is the so-called battle platform.
The battle platform is a place to view the battlefield of chaos, which is equivalent to the auditorium.
Qin Xuan stepped out of the ghostly fingerprints. Immediately, the floor-to-ceiling wooden window in front of the compartment opened wide, and the battle platform moved gently, rushing out of the Shenyue Tower extremely flexibly.
Standing on the edge, Qin Xuan looked down, only to see an endless chaos in the center of these five pavilions.
It is like a huge well of chaos, with endless chaotic energy tumbling inside.
Breaking through this chaotic air, you can overlook the entire chaotic battlefield.
Just when the battle platform was about to go down, suddenly, a battle platform approached here.
Qin Xuan raised his eyes and looked at him. He saw only one person and looked at him at the same time.
The two looked at each other, and each other showed a faint smile.
"Qin Changqing, cherish time!" The Prisoner God Ancestor faintly said.
He seemed to have noticed Qin Xuan a long time ago, just as Qin Xuan had recognized this Prison Shield God Ancestor when he was standing in line before.
Qin Xuan's eyes are calm, and the past fairyland is vividly vivid.
Just an incarnation made him do everything possible, and in the end, he even sacrificed all his family and friends that he valued most.
The ancestor of the God Realm, enlightened the God Realm, and destroyed the chief culprit of the immortal realm for many eras.
"I'll kill you now, and I'll be enough!" Qin Xuan said faintly as he looked at the Prisoner God Ancestor.
The opponent is only the ninth ancestral realm, and he can now defeat the ancient supreme.
The existence that used to be high and unmatched is now as small as dust.
The Prisoner God Ancestor chuckled and didn't seem to care, "You can try, but I'm afraid that you will be crushed, and it will be no different from the past."
Qin Xuan smiled. He withdrew his gaze, and the battle platform suddenly swooped down, only the words faintly floated out into the ears of the Prisoner God Ancestor.
"Ants!"
The Prison Guard Ancestor looked at Qin Xuan until Qin Xuan left, his fists slowly clenched.
"I'll see, who are you and me!" The Prisoner God Ancestor whispered, and immediately rushed into the Chaos Sea with the battle platform.
The endless Chaos Qi rolled, Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and it took a full time for the battlefield to break through the endless Chaos.
In the distance, chaos opened up, huge chains, and each chain was wide enough to surging out of the endless chaos, rushing into that side of the world.
The whole world is like a miniature in Qin Xuan's eyes, and through the barriers of the world, it is impossible to see the slightest inside.
"What kind of battlefield do you want to see, or who is it?" Ling You said respectfully from the side.
"Ancestral realm, realm master realm!" Qin Xuan said faintly, "Taoshi Futian!"
Lingyou landed on this battle platform, her hands seemed to blend into the battle platform, her brows frowned.
"My lord, there is no such person as Taishi Futian!"
"Where is Qin Futian!?" Qin Xuan asked again.
Ling You inquired again, and suddenly, she raised her head slightly.
Immediately, around the battle platform, a four-sided curtain emerged, presenting the scenery in the chaotic battlefield, as if being in it.
But in front of him, there was a figure, wearing a blue armor, holding a sword, and a dark demon fighting.
Qin Xuan looked at the body of the evil spirit Lingyun, his eyes lightly startled.
"long time no see!"