Chapter 132

Fog swamp is so big that it is located in the deepest part of brokenhead mountain. It is the most mysterious place of brokenhead mountain, which can be set foot by ordinary people.

At this time, in the fog swamp, there was a figure in white walking out slowly. He was wearing a white dress with a windless skirt. His temperament was extremely outstanding. His beautiful face had a cold and handsome color, and his dark eyes were as bright as stars, with a wise look.

"In a year and a half, I finally came out." The man in white murmured, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

He went into the fog swamp to look for opportunities to experience himself and broaden his knowledge. Unexpectedly, a year and a half passed in the blink of an eye. His practice lasted less than three years, accounting for half of the time in the fog swamp.

The man in white is naturally Qin Xuan. In a year and a half, he walked out of the fog swamp, his strength improved by leaps and bounds, and his knowledge has also increased a lot. It can be said that he has gained a lot.

"I don't know how that guy is now." Qin Xuan suddenly flashed a tall figure in his mind. He couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth, and then stepped forward.

At this time, the purple bamboo forest in the deep area of duanhun mountain is still quiet.

The young and old people sat quietly on the bamboo chair and closed their eyes, as if they were feeling something. They looked quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and there was a flash of surprise in the depths of her eyes. Then an invisible soul force swept out and shrouded the deep area of soul breaking mountain.

"What happened?"

In an instant, countless monsters were startled, with a look of horror on their faces, trembling in this extremely terrible power.

"Send my order that all monsters above level 3 come to Zizhu forest to see me."

A very dignified voice came out of the void and echoed over the broken soul mountain until it spread all over every corner.

At this moment, all the big demons above the third level trembled, and their eyes looked at the same place. Their eyes showed their sharp edges. The young and old asked them to go ahead at this time. What happened?

Thinking of some possibility, all the big demons suddenly released a breath of terror. With a flash of body shape, they rose into the air and shot away in the direction of the purple bamboo forest.

A moment later, dozens of monsters gathered in the purple bamboo forest. Most of them were third-order monsters, and a few were fourth-order monsters. Luo Ze, Chen Lao and Mount Tai, who were familiar to Qin Xuan, stood out among them.

At this time, the purple bamboo forest gathers the top power of duanhun mountain.

"Why are you waiting for me?" Chen Lao took a step forward and hugged the young and the old.

Although Chen Lao seems to be much larger than the summary of young and old people, in fact, the years of cultivation of young and old people are far longer than Chen Lao. With the improvement of the realm of cultivation, the appearance of martial cultivation will change greatly. It will not age, but become more outstanding, and even its own gas quality will change invisibly.

Because of this, Chen Lao honored qinglao as his predecessor, and qinglao also accepted it willingly and did not stop it.

The young and old man's calm, watery eyes scanned the people for a week and slowly said, "Qin Xuan is back."

The voice fell, and the faces of the demons in the presence changed slightly. There was no news of Qin Xuan since he went to the fog swamp.

Until a year ago, after Talon came back, they didn't know that Qin Xuan had done many amazing deeds in it. They were all shocked by it.

They also entered the fog swamp and went to the center of the historic site. Before the dark tower, they were just an ordinary spectator. In awe, they saw the top Tianjiao enter the black tower and challenge the test of qingshitai.

However, they learned from tailongkou that Qin Xuan crushed the six first-class Tianjiao with one man's strength, just like a legend. Later, he fought with the little master of the blue sky beast family before the black tower, killed him on the spot, shocked the historic sites and became the king of all.

Now, is he finally out?

Chen Lao's original indifferent state of mind also stirred a ripple and continued to ask, "where is Qin Xuan at this time?"

The young and old beautiful eyes looked into the distance, and a smile burst out on the beautiful face and said, "he has come."

Sure enough, after a few breaths, Qin Xuan's breath appeared in the perceptual species of the big demons, but they all frowned slightly, as if there was something wrong.

Soon, Qin Xuan came to the purple bamboo forest and saw many big demons and young and old people gathered here. He knew that the young and old people must have sensed that they had come out, so he summoned them here.

At the moment when the demons saw Qin Xuan, they all looked at him and nodded secretly. After a year's absence, this son's breath became thicker and his temperament also changed. It seems that he can get something from the historic sites.

Stepping forward quickly, Qin Xuan bowed respectfully to the young man in the center: "I've seen the young man."

The young old man smiled and nodded. Then Qin Xuan greeted many big demons next to him, showing respect for his predecessors.

"Qin Xuan, should you explain to your predecessors why your accomplishments are still in Kaiyuan? They should be very confused at the moment." The young old man smiled at Qin Xuan, with a deep meaning in his eyes.

"Yes, brother Qin, with your talent, why should you step into the yuan mansion in a year? Why is it still the ninth floor of Kaiyuan territory?" Lozer, who had always been impatient, couldn't help asking.

Qin Xuan smiled and explained, "I've been concentrating on the power of artistic conception among the monuments, so the progress of cultivation is slow, so I didn't break through to the yuan mansion."

The old Chen's eyes coagulated and asked, "now do you feel the power of several artistic conception?"

This question is also what many people want to ask. Qin Xuan's comprehension is the most shocking to them. In a few months, he realized five artistic conception forces, which can be called demons.

How many kinds of artistic conception power should you understand when you practice in historic sites for one and a half years? They dare not imagine that they may have reached an extremely terrible figure.

Qinglao's eyes also focused on Qin Xuan. When Qin Xuan appeared, she felt that his breath was very strange. She thought he must understand the power of artistic conception, but she didn't know how many kinds.

Looking at the look of expectation on Zhu's face, Qin Xuan said slowly, "ten kinds."

"Ten?" When many people heard this sentence, their faces showed a strange look, which seemed to be some accident.

Seven of the ten artistic conception forces have been realized before, and then only three have been realized after that?

The young and old man looked at Qin Xuan and soon thought of some possibility. There was a flash of brilliance in his beautiful eyes. He asked Qin Xuan, "what are the three artistic conception forces of practice after you?"

"Cold ice artistic conception, demon artistic conception and violent artistic conception." Qin Xuan replied.

Boom!

The voice fell, and there was a silence in the void. Even the sound of the wind was clear to the ear.

Qin Xuan's answer sounded like an ancient bell in the hearts of the demons, and the heavy bell echoed in people's minds.

Chen Lao's muddy eyes suddenly emitted several pure lights. There was a smell of terror on his thin body. His eyes looking at Qin Xuan were full of shock.

The artistic conception of cold ice and demon is not a powerful artistic conception for monsters, but it is extremely rare for humans. Qin Xuan understood it. It's incredible!

"Qin Xuan, can you bloom all the artistic conception and strength of your practice?" Qinglao inquired. She didn't force Qin Xuan to reveal it, but in an inquiring tone. After all, it involves Qin Xuan's privacy.

From this sentence, we can see that the young and old people give Qin Xuan enough respect and have a real strong style.

"Yes." Qin Xuan nodded, and then a sharp color flashed in his eyes. In an instant, there was a strong light blooming continuously on him, which was incomparably dazzling, just like a natural emperor.

At first, it was blue light, which showed the meaning of sharp hegemony, which was the artistic conception of sword.

Then there is the colorless light, with light and ethereal meaning, which is the artistic conception of the wind.

……

Finally, it is purple light, which shows the meaning of rage. It is as thick as a mountain. There is a faint roar of the big demon, shaking the sky and earth. It is the artistic conception of the demon.

Ten different colors of light were blooming on Qin Xuan and showed ten different forces. The light was so gorgeous that the demons kept trembling in their hearts.

At this time, his temperament is incomparably outstanding, his eyes are deep, and people can't look away at it. It seems that he is born extraordinary, just like the eternal God King.

Looking at this scene, the young old man is also quite restless. She was born in the ancient shenhuang family and has seen many amazing people, many of whom are many times superior to Qin Xuan. They are the real children of heaven.

However, at the moment when she saw Qin Xuan blooming ten artistic conception forces, her heart still trembled. To know that Qin Xuan's growth environment is like clouds and mud compared with those favored children, but he still came to this step. How shocking it is!

She gradually understood why Huoer didn't want to return to the family, but would rather stay with Qin Xuan. It's normal to have such an excellent and loving brother.

"Master, are you ready?" Qin Xuan asked the old man.

"Well, you're very good. I didn't expect you to grow so fast. I'm glad." The young old man said with appreciation, which made many big demons look envious in Qin Xuan's eyes. You know, even they haven't been praised by the young old man, but Qin Xuan has.

Qin Xuan arched his hand to the old man and said, "thank you for your praise."

After a moment of silence, Qin Xuan's eyes flashed and a dignified color appeared on his face. He was about to speak, but he was interrupted by the old man waving his hand.

"You want to ask, when can you leave here?" Qinglao said faintly.

Qin Xuan's expression was frozen. He didn't say it. The young old man guessed his mind. Seeing that the young old man put it forward, he no longer hesitated. He hugged his fist and said, "it's true that the younger generation still bears a deep blood feud and has to repay!"

After saying this, Qin Xuan suddenly flashed a cold and fierce color in his eyes. The eyes were so cold that he would never forget the scene of Duan Ruoxi sacrificing for him.

This revenge must be avenged! Sikongxuan, you must die!