The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Spirit Control

Gu Ming is dead?

A grandmaster, who lived before his eyes a moment ago, was now lying on the ground without vitality?

Chen Fuyun's body was slightly naked, and his heart was filled with fear.

He had heard before that Qin Xuan had killed Liu Jingling.

But, this after all hearing, and seeing a grandmaster easily obliterated, this shock was completely different from hearing, not to mention, how was Gu Ming's strength weaker than Liu Jingling?

Just one palm, in an instant, took the life of his master.

When was his master so weak?

Jun Xuanshu's lips trembled lightly, bloodless, he looked at Gu Ming's body as if he was dreaming.

The grandmaster who was still talking to him just a moment ago had turned into a cold corpse.

As a beautiful woman from the Jun family, it did not mean that she had never seen a fight between grandmasters. The fight between grandmasters was easy to decide, but life and death were hard to distinguish. Unless there is a huge difference in strength, otherwise, even if you lose, you can still escape.

But now, at a glance, his master died.

Refuse?

There was no strength to fight at all. He did not see that swift and thunderous palm until Gu Ming died.

Who was this young man named Qin Changqing?

Kill the ghost, kill the master ...

Other than being full of fear, what Jun Xuanshu felt more clearly was the terror of this young man. As for the heartache ... what can he do? Although it was his own life, but in the mind of this young man, he had yet to fall down at this moment, and he was already considered to have an incredible temperament.

Qin Xuan walked calmly, breathing proportionately, and some of the surrounding fog fell and fell on his breath, but this change was hard for Jun Xuanshu and Chen Fuyun to notice.

At this moment, the expression he used to kill Ghost White had disappeared quietly.

"Bring him up and go to the phantom veins!"

Qin Xuan said nonchalantly, Yu Guang glanced at the wealth and wealth that was still in a coma.

Chen Fuyun suddenly reacted and said quickly: "Yes, Master Qin!"

He immediately put wealth and wealth on his shoulders and followed Qin Xuan's back, He didn't dare to take a step faster or slow down.

Master Qin?

Jun Xuanshu also reacted, hearing Chen Fuyun's voice, his expression returned listless.

Chen Fuyun had yelled like this before, but she did not listen closely, and now she woke up.

Master Qin in Linhai!

Lord Qin who defeated Chen Fuyun, killed Liu Jingling, and destroyed the Zhou clan?

All of Jun Xuanshu's previous riddles had finally materialized at this moment.

No wonder, ever since that meeting, Chen Fuyun had walked behind this young man and did not dare to continue.

No wonder, Chen Fuyun had always been amazed at this young man and did not dare to take pictures in person.

It is no wonder that even though you find yourself, knowing that you may have a heart on the soul, you remain indifferent.

Jun Xuanshu stared at the vast expanse of white before his eyes This beautiful woman from the Jun family had finally lost her strength and was limp in the white fog.

He looked at the dying Gu Ming and muttered blankly: "No wonder, you will die!"

How could a domain hegemon who dared to kill Liu Jingling and almost declare war against Haiqing care about your ancient inscriptions, and care about the king's family thousands of miles apart?

...

The white fog was like the sea, but wherever Qin Xuan passed by, the white mist around retreated and opened a path.

The mountains were shrouded in white fog, and they could not distinguish the sun and moon, nor could they distinguish north, south, east, and west.

But Chen Fuyun just followed He knew very well that Master Qin would not be wrong, There was no doubt about this.

"Qin, Mr. Qin ..."

Chen Fuyun finally recovered from the previous emotional fluctuations, and said carefully.

"okay?"

"Fuyun asked bravely, this kid is just an ordinary person, why should he take her?"

Chen Fuyun let out a thin sweaty grain on his forehead. After all, he was a Taoist monk, not a warrior. He would definitely feel tired when he was carrying a man weighing over 100 kilograms.

“Do you think he is an ordinary person?” Qin Xuan continued moving forward, and said lightly: “If 'benign not scattered, his blood is also an ordinary person', who would dare to call himself ordinary in this star? "

Innate is not scattered, is there blood?

Chen Fuyun remained empty and did not understand the meaning of these eight characters.

Qin Xuan was naturally unable to explain, and smiled faintly. With his Qin Changqing vision, the miracle in the body of this young man was naturally unable to be hidden.

If his guess was correct, this young man could be considered the most arrogant in this star.

Lineage ...

Qin Xuan looked into the depths of the white fog, the fog became denser, and seemed to reveal a hazy outline. There, it seemed that his aura was ten times stronger than the Quiet Water Pearl.

This was the first time he had seen blood in this star, and he could still keep his innate aura from disappearing.Such people were rare even in the cultivation realm.

This young man should not be a man, not even a rare virgin in his twenties.

As for the appearance of his thin body and empty footsteps, it should be because the innate qi in his body was constantly absorbing essence.

According to the words in the cultivation world, this son was the return of Qi to Yuan.

"Get on!"

Qin Xuan suddenly spoke, causing Chen Fuyun to eat.

“After arrival?” Chen Fuyun asked involuntarily. The front is still white. He doesn't feel any difference. It's just that the heavens and earth are more spiritual.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "See your feet!"

Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped forward, and his figure disappeared in this step.

"Master Qin!"

Chen Fuyun shouted, and was about to follow up quickly.

After he took the third step, he finally understood why Qin Xuan should say pay attention to his feet.

One step into the air, Master Chen who was over half a hundred years old was in a rare panic. He lost weight, and fell with his wealth and wealth.

Fortunately, Chen Fuyun was also a master monk, and immediately absorbed the surrounding spirits and turned into a white scaly evil python and appeared under his feet.

Although the white-scaled evil python was not a real creature, it was enough as a buffer.

After falling just seven or eight meters away, Chen Fuyun fell to the ground safely under the support of the white scaly evil python.

The moment he landed on the ground, the surrounding fog instantly rolled over and rushed towards him in panic, like a whirlpool.

It could be seen that day, when the forest reappeared, Chen Fuyun stared dumbfoundedly.

The clump was full and the river was gurgling.

There was a valley around him, he was standing on a huge rock on the cliff of a valley, and he had yet to reach the bottom of the valley.

In the middle of the valley, a human was looking at his feet, and beside him were four or five dark colored flowers. The black flower petals were like butterfly wings. There was no grass left for a few meters around it, exposing the empty land.

Seeing this scene, Chen Fuyun's heart trembled, and he suddenly recalled a word from his master.

Those who hold the spiritual veins can control the power of the spiritual veins and control the surrounding nature.

Wasn't the white mist that filled the mountains just due to a natural phenomenon caused by the phantom veins?

But ... how long is this?

From the moment he fell to the return of the spiritual fog, how many times did this breathing process take place?

And this Master Qin actually controls the spiritual blood vessels?

The key was that these spiritual veins were still middle-class spiritual veins.

Even if Chen Fuyun knew that Master Qin was terrifying, he could kill evil spirits and kill his master ... But controlling the spirit vein was another aspect.

At this moment, the over half-hundred-year-old old man wanted to yell at him regardless of his considerations.

"Are you human?"