The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Dragon Pool's

Above the heavens, the pile of evil spirits for seven hundred years was diminishing.

The evil spirits on the Eternal Sword became more and more powerful, and almost dyed the stars at the base of the sword into blood-red, like the eyes of countless demons, which frightened people.

Qin Xuan wrapped around the dragon, Bianqian bent his shoulders, and suddenly, Qin Xuan recalled that there was someone else beside him.

He turned his head and looked at Yuan Jinhong with his eyes as light as water.

"Are you here to find me?"

Looking at Yuan Jinhong's cultivation base, Qin Xuan realized that he was going to become Master Yuan, a renowned Feng Shui master in Jinling.

Yuan Jinhong nodded involuntarily, and swallowed.

"Why are you looking for me?" Qin Xuan asked lightly.

Yuan Jinhong faltered. He looked at the seemingly immortal youth, as well as the mighty dragon and Bianqin souls. Watched by three pairs of frightening eyes for him, Yuan Jinhong only sensed a mountain ..., It was three huge mountains that were pressing down on him, and his body was slightly depressed, full of fear.

How could he answer? His original intention was to avenge Li Chao and teach this young man who dared to hurt his disciple.

Then, he wanted to prevent this young man from destroying his legacy from the evil formation of the city of evil spirits, then ... now? To answer honestly, this must be an act of seeking death.

Not even long ago, he thought that this young man was a madman, a stupid fool.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Yuan Jinhong took a deep breath, bowed his back, and saluted Qin Xuan, "Furthermore, Yuan Jinhong, pay your respects to the seniors!"

This predecessor was convinced by Yuan Jinhong.

To him, such a supernatural power was nothing more than a god, to the various supernatural powers of this young man, Yuan Jinhong only left a sense of amazement in his heart.

Like the admiration of the gods, there might still be a little curiosity, he wanted to know, who is the person with such great magical power?

There were only a few Daojing masters in Huaxia, and the legendary immortal land had never heard of it. However, this person was the only one who had no impression. This must be the first time we've met. Who is this guy?

Qin Xuan glanced at Yuan Jinhong lightly, and did not say anything.

This appearance was calm, but it clearly revealed Qin Xuan's meaning.

Get out of there!

Yet at this moment Yuan Jinhong did not rise at all, instead, he felt a feeling of relief, and immediately worshiped back, "Yuan Jinhong stopped!"

Immediately, Yuan Jinhong nearly escaped, and he could not wait to use his magic to escape.

In front of the young man who was banished to this world, the pressure was simply too great, as if he was facing a true elf.

When Yuan Jinhong left, Qin Xuan turned around and stared at the immortal sword.

"Go back, there's been a pile of evil spirits for 700 years, and it can't be swallowed for a while!"

Qin Xuan said nonchalantly, but what was surprising was that the Immortal Sword, which had always obeyed Qin Xuan's words, was acting crazy, as if it was against Qin Xuan's orders.

“Is your spirituality covered by evil spirits?” Qin Xuan's eyes blinked, and he suddenly drank: “Back!”

The sound of the explosion was like thunder, and the surrounding air exploded into layers and spread out in all directions.

And the Eternal Sword that was hit by the sound suddenly shook, whining, drifting from the air, lingering beside Qin Xuan, the tip of the sword hanging slightly, seemingly full of fear.

"Oh!"

Qin Xuan glanced at the Eternal Sword with the faintly trembling sword spirit in the Eternal Sword already clear and sane at this moment, crawling within the sword.

There was still a powerful bloody evil spirit within the sword, but it only lingered beside the sword spirit, and did not erode the sword spirit intelligence.

Qin Xuan pointed his finger and put away the Immortal Sword.

A sword-based assassin, a vengeful evil spirit can definitely increase the power of a magical weapon, but if everything goes too far, if the sword spirit is completely contaminated with the evil spirit, it will be, I was worried that it would turn into a magical weapon, and Qin Xuan would also reassemble the sword spirit. .

The pressure of these seven hundred years of hatred was indeed overwhelming, and it was not an overnight thing to completely refine it into an immortal sword tip.

Fortunately, Qin Xuan still had enough time, half a month before school began.

He Qin Xuan put away Yantai and Jiaolong Soul, and continued up the mountain.

Next, it was Longchi Lingmai.

After all, this was a spiritual vein that could be obtained in the cultivation realm For the current harsh cultivation environment, it was no exaggeration to say that this was heaven and a blessing.

Qin Xuan walked to a place close to the top of the mountain and found a relatively flat land.

"Here!"

Qin Xuan smiled, stretched out his hand slightly, and the Immortal Sword fell into his hand.

Huh!

With a sword scream, the surrounding trees and grass were instantly swept away by the sharp sword light.

Immediately the green grass spread and the big tree fell.After this sword, the ground with a radius of 20 meters turned into flat ground, and the vegetation was broken.

Qin Xuan stomped on the fallen grass and trees, and the Immortal Sword swept out again several times.

Qin Xuan was indifferent to the gangsters, and now Longchishan's grievances had not disappeared, but the rest were still insignificant. Qin Xuan was too lazy to hunt them down one by one, and handed them over to the gangsters.

"Thank you senior!"

** I am very happy, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat. He now had a weak spirit to return to the golden core. If he returned to the golden core, his strength would grow exponentially.

** With the singing of the dragon, it rushes towards the upset souls in all directions.

Fortunately, there was a charm formed by the constellation, otherwise, this scene would definitely shock the world, and Mount Longchi would definitely become famous.

There would be countless news that the dragon had appeared on Longchi Mountain throughout Jinling and even China, attracting many people to come.

Qin Xuan mused slightly, Longchi's spirit pulse was beneath the mountain, but it was unrealistic to level the entire Longchi Mountain, so he made a decision.

Take Bianqian Yantai as a series to mobilize the underground spiritual veins and build a spiritual pond!

It's just that Bengqiyantai is not an illegal treasure at the moment.Although the material is extraordinary, it needs to be refined again in order to become a powerful weapon.

Qin Xuan directly sat cross-legged on the ground, taking out Bingyan's inkstone, and with a touch of his finger, the spruce's power turned into a flame and directly landed on Biangu's ink stone.

Mo Ling, who was at Yantai Yantai, also seemed to understand what was about to happen. He has become a psychic. If his body was refined into a magic weapon, it would definitely be a great opportunity for it.

The stronger Feng Yantai was, his strength would also increase, and his cultivation base could not be said to be like the Japanese.

The flame lit up, gradually turning the ink stone into a fiery red, as if it had burned all the ink in the ink stone.

Qin Xuan looked at Yantai Yantai with his fingers, and every time he sketched, a flaming red silk thread spread across Yantai Yantai. The thread was dense, winding and twisting, like a scribble, but In the void, it gave people a simple and fickle life, as if it contained the understanding of heaven and earth.

When the formation pattern was successfully deciphered, the green power in Qin Xuan's body suddenly rushed towards Yantai Bianqian like a galloping horse.

"Form!"

Qin Xuan drank in a low voice, and at that moment, a dark red light rose into the sky, and even the gods in the distance were startled, and even forgot the irritated whining soul under his claws.

"As expected, senior, in less than a quarter of an hour, actually fixed that broken stone into a 9th class magic weapon?"

Baomang Tongtian, considered a 9th grader!

** That's full of surprises. It was not because it had never seen anyone else practice magic weapons, but this was the first time it could be as relaxing as Qin Xuan.

Until the vision was gone, Qin Xuan looked at Yantai Yantai. I noticed that the edges and corners of the ink stone were more rounded, and the color also showed a faint dark red glow of ink, and an intricate array pattern like a rare treasure.

From above, the shell of the little ghost turtle was dark as ink, but the ink spirit with a pattern of fire-like spikes.Red light slowly condensed through the eyes, and he respectfully gave three salutes to Qin Xuan. Thanks!"

Qin Xuan smiled and said indifferently: "From now on, you enter this place Huachi, and you will no longer be affected by the pen and ink, either, and will inherit the spiritual aura of heaven and earth. There was no hope of rising to rank eight!"

Mo Ling nodded respectfully. He did not understand rank eight and rank nine. After all, he had never contacted the real cultivation world, but he knew that what Eternal Majesty said must be good.

This was intuition, so Mo Ling bowed again to express her gratitude.

Qin Xuan smiled and pointed his finger The palm-sized ink stone turned into a huge ink stone, and fell into the deep hole he had dug before, Immediately, it turned into a huge ink stone, Qin Xuan pointed his finger slightly. The array pattern suddenly lit up.

the explosion!

The entire Longchi Mountain seemed to tremble slightly. The majestic spiritual energy under Longchi Mountain flowed directly to the mountain peak. In the direction of the Bianyan Ink Stone, I saw a mist that was as white as condensed milk in a large ink stone. It appeared, and then spread out, but it was still unable to leave Yantai's range.

Qin Xuan smiled, then gave up. At this moment, the soul** had also returned, and the soul of hatred in Longchi Mountain was completely cleansed.

"Senior!" ** respectfully bowed his head from the side.

Qin Xuan glanced at the dragon soul and smiled faintly, "Next, I will form a grand formation. Do you want to become the spirit of this formation?"

Spirit array?

** I'm stuck, and there's a little bitterness in my eyes, "**Dare not to!"

As a demon pill dragon, it was embarrassing to be held back with a magic weapon before, but now it was even more irresistible, turning into an array spirit? ** How can I be willing in my heart.

Qin Xuan smiled, seeing his dissatisfaction.

"I know that you are a flood dragon, and cultivation is not easy.Naturally, you wouldn't be willing to be this spirit." Qin Xuan stood up with his hands in hand, and said lightly: "But do you think this spirit insults your identity? There are spiritual blood vessels. Despite being entered, it can hardly be considered as rank 9, but it is impossible for you to have a rank 9 spiritual channel in the previous cultivation world, right? "

** Shocked and slightly nodded. Even though he was a demon pill dragon, but the demon that had transformed himself from such a dragon species was actually not a dragon vein, but an assortment.Unless one day he actually turned into a real dragon, he was, he can enter the dragon. Marga. Most of them were in the mountains and carefully cultivated, for fear of being caught as a mount by a cultivator, how could it possibly monopolize spiritual blood vessels?

Otherwise,** would not be reduced to a miserable ending with just a level nine magic weapon.

"You become the spirit of this formation, you can enjoy the spirit veins, and it's only a matter of time to recover the power of the demon pills. I will leave you as the forming spirit and guard this place. If you do my best, I may not be able to do anything in the future. It's fine for you to retrain your body, turn into a dragon, and turn into a real dragon! ”Qin Xuan smiled faintly, but these words were truly stunned **.

It looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief, and it was already overjoyed when it could recover to its peak, not to mention rebuilding its body ... As for the transformation of a real dragon, it did not consider it, but even so, it was definitely more than him in Wu Stone soul tens of thousands of times better.

After staying for tens of seconds, this time I completely lowered my arrogant head.

"The grace of the predecessors must be remembered forever!"

Smiling, Qin Xuan stood up with his hands behind, and then set out to set up the large array.

Is it difficult to turn a little dragon into a real dragon? Did you know, even the primeval blue dragon in his previous life was none other than his successor, and every time they traveled, there were nine ancient blue dragons, let alone real dragons?