Chapter 910: Rotten Battle Puppet

"Qin Changqing!"
Han Yu gritted his teeth, his throat was faint, and his eyes showed endless chill.
Qin Xuan turned around and smiled with his hands behind him.
"gone!"
He stepped directly to the seventh floor, paying no attention to the shame and madness of the woman.
Qin Xuan's smile disappeared the moment he stepped onto the seventh floor.
The seventh floor, covered with gold and stone, is a line of rotten puppets.
"A puppet?"
Qin Xuan looked at the many terrifying hairs, puppets like monsters.
It was a flowery jade, but now it is hideous and hateful.
Such as the beauty of the world, after a long time, it will eventually become a dead bone.
Everything in the world has three thousand avenues and hundreds of millions of catastrophes, but the most terrifying thing is the word time.
Invincible years, it will end in rotten soil.
Qin Xuan watched the rotten puppets, never rashly, watching for dozens of breaths, he can take a step.
In just one step, the puppet closest to him wakes up like a beast.
Lu Mao's palm was like a heavenly sword, and he slashed towards Qin Xuan in an instant.
Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and the horrible puppet could be seen on the foggy bridge in the past. If it weren't for the restraint, the high-ranking monk would also be damaged.
On the side of Qin Xuan's figure, avoiding this palm, he immediately used his purple thunder palm, jade hand bones, and lightly flicked his fingers.
boom!
The finger flicked on the puppet's wrist, and the puppet's palm fell to the ground in an instant, then annihilated and turned into fly ash.
But what followed was the puppet's violent attacks, elbows, head, legs...
At this moment, this puppet is like a war weapon.
"Rank 6 battle puppet, guarding this level is really troublesome!"
Qin Xuan sighed faintly, his hand was like thunder, piercing the puppet's chest in an instant, and a spirit crystal emerged from his palm.
Most of the spirit crystal has been consumed, but it is also a sixth-grade, rare thing.
Qin Xuan's gaze flicked across the group of puppets, a total of seven or forty-nine puppets, among which there were even seven return to virtual puppets.
If it weren't for years to decay, I'm afraid Qin Xuan would have to retreat.
As the spirit crystal was taken out, the puppet in front of him turned into flying ash and disappeared.
Suddenly, blood lines appeared on Qin Xuan's body, like a mad dragon, rushing straight into the remaining forty-eight puppets.
boom!
Qin Xuan stepped on his feet, swept the cold light with his hands, and penetrated two puppet hearts in just a moment.
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a creak of rotten wood sounded.
The remaining forty-six puppets moved all the way, like a phantom, coming to Qin Xuan.
"Ni Xuan Jian Jue!"
In Qin Xuan's hand, the Eternal Sword suddenly appeared, and accompanied him with a soft drink.
Thousands of swords hovered in the air, if a torrential rain, bombarded the remaining puppets.
Boom boom boom...
The endless roar sounded like a thunder in the sky, resounding within the seventh floor of the Tianxiao Pavilion. After the ten thousand swords fell, the Eternal Sword uttered a sword chant and returned leisurely into his hands.
Saw marks on these puppets were densely packed, but none of them were damaged.
"cut!"
Qin Xuan held the Eternal Sword in his hand, Qingtong clearly shouted.
As the sword intent on his body soared into the sky, the vast clear rain washed the world and fell on the many puppets.
As if drizzling rain fell on the rotten wood, quietly, a series of small holes appeared on the puppet.
Doraemon, Doraemon...
Pieces of spirit crystals fell from among the puppets and landed on the gold stone, making a crisp sound.
In that instant, forty-nine puppets left seven.
The seven humanoid war puppets, their skin turned into fly ash if they were rotten, exposing the purple wood under the skin.
Qin Xuan looked at these seven puppets, with brilliant light flowing in his eyes.
The seven return to virtual puppets are absolutely unbeatable.
Fortunately, this reverting puppet has no owner, as long as it is not involved in its attack range, it will not move.
but……
Qin Xuan looked at the golden and stone gate at the center of the seven returning virtual puppets, his eyes lightly solemn.
In the realm of comprehension, the Yuanying realm gathers the primordial spirit and condenses the primordial soul, while returning to the emptiness can leave the orifice with the primordial spirit, travel thousands of miles in the starry sky, and even enter the imaginary realm, interact with all things, and enlighten the way.
The mystery of Mo Yuanshen coming out of his orifice to travel in the sky of stars is its realm, and he can also use his own magic power to borrow the way of heaven and earth. Among them, the tianjiao can even cut the sun and the moon and fall into the stars with the avenue.
Longevity breaks ten thousand years, and the limit can live for thirty thousand years.
Qin Xuan took a deep breath. Although these seven puppets could not have a primordial spirit, the puppets themselves contained Dao principles.
If he wants to pass without loss...
Difficult!
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and suddenly, he moved.
The Eight Desolate Combat Body was displayed, and the azure underfoot evolved and turned into a golden color, like a charged dragon, breaking through nine days.
With Qin Xuan stepping on, boom!
The golden stone under his feet was about to split every inch, every inch of it turned into powder, annihilated under the force of his stepping.
Immediately, Qin Xuan's voice seemed to disappear, and if he slowed down a hundred times, he could see that he was already between the two return to virtual battle puppets.
Quietly, the eyes of the two war puppets were already lit up, as if they were ordinary people, their eyes turned and locked on Qin Xuan's body.
Surprisingly, before Qin Xuan reacted, the palms of the two battle puppets had already fallen off.
The palm of one hand contains dense flames, the flames are three colors, red, moon white, and dark gold.
Samadhi is really hot!
The real fire of Samadhi in the realm of Dacheng!
Before, Qin Xuan only burned the real fire of the two ambiguities in the body's mana, essence and qi, and broke the true monarch's soul. Now facing this real fire of the Dacheng Samadhi, his pupils shrank suddenly.
slow!
Qin Xuan's thoughts turned like electricity, and his mind was calm. After all, his strength was too low. With the Golden Core Realm Dzogchen, he wanted to break through the attack of the Void Returning Puppet, which was a bit whimsical.
When the palm of his hand fell, Qin Xuan twisted his body abruptly, and actually avoided a few inches under this limit.
With only two fingers, half of his palm fell on Qin Xuan's shoulder.
boom!
In just a moment, Qin Xuan's face suddenly flushed, and the blood in his body seemed to be ignited.
Not only that, but the other palm fell on Qin Xuan's back like a ghost.
Qin Xuan's lingering light fell, his eyes condensed.
The power of Xuan Yin and Su Ming!
There are nine levels of supernatural powers in the realm of comprehension, and the true fire of Samadhi can barely enter the genus of Yang of the sixth grade, which is the sixth grade to Yang, so Xuanyin and Suming are extremely cold at the intersection of Yin and Yang.
At this moment, Qin Xuan felt that his whole body was about to lose control, and he shouted in his heart, as the Everlasting Youth Art worked brilliantly.
The dantian sacred tree, the golden branches and jade leaves tremble, the three thousand golden pills turn crazily to resist cold and extinguish the fire.
During this, Qin Xuan barely regained some control over his body and made a leap.
boom!
He rushed into the gate of gold and stone, the whole person fell into the eighth floor, the flames on his shoulders were burning, and a dark palm print on his back seemed to permeate. It can be seen that the blood vessels and meridians have turned into black. Force erosion.
Qin Xuan supported his body with difficulty, sat down cross-legged, and kept running the Everlasting Art.
With a full stick of incense, he then extinguished the two powers without roots.
Behind it, flesh and blood turned into ice crystals and shattered, exposing bones and blood, constantly regenerating.
On the shoulders, you can see the burnt flesh and bones, bursts of burnt.
Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, "I have written down this account!"
He looked at the eighth floor, his voice felt like ice.
But the world in front of him suddenly turned into Jinling of the Earth.
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