The breeze is slowly, with a few bloody.

Qin Xuan Yu Guang passed the no fairy, “play, should you see enough?”

His flip of the palm, Eternal Sword already turned into a jade pendant, and it was at the waist.

The blue cloud tree robe is at this moment, but it still looks like Heaven and Earth.

No fairy smiled and walked out from a distance. “This Saintess is watching the show, it is giving you oversee!”

Her eyes ecstasy, but unfortunately sent to the immortal heart.

“I am my servant, dare to call it like this?” Qin Xuan turned his head and his eyes were calm. “It seems that you are still lucky!”

The immortal complexion has changed, and the body is like white smoke, quietly appearing behind Qin Xuan.

“Master!”

A scream, if you are so charming, it will make Heaven and Earth eclipse.

Hōng!

Suddenly, Qin Xuan was attacked by Evergreen Force, and it was expected to be rolled up without a fairy. If there were fallen leaves in the wind, they would go away quietly.

“Control, enter the giant city of Linhai!”

Qin Xuan stepped into the seven-coloured glass, swept through the blood-stained waste soil, and had Evergreen Force as silk, which was rolled up to the many storage Magical Treasure.

Dajiner returned from the shock, and no fairy couldn’t help but blame: “It’s really a ruthless lang!”

Even so, she was honestly behind Qin Xuan. After Qin Xuan entered, she drove the seven-coloured glass enamel.

Linhai Giant City, located on the edge of the endless Dead Sea in the East.

To the south of 3.72 million miles, it is the emperor of the Great Gods.

Even in the giant city of Linhai, you can see the imperial capital in the distance.

Hanging Linhai, Ruoqiong Lou Yuyu, looming.

It is not too short, but the imperial capital of the great godland, too majestic.

In the 10 Million, the giant in the air is a supreme Magical Treasure. It is the highest sacred emperor of the great gods. It has been cast in the hundred thousand years, even in the ink cloud. With the imperial capital of the Great Gods, the Magical Treasure of the famous Imperial City, there are almost a few pieces.

It is the Supreme Gun in the Wind Devil’s Hand, which is not as good as it is.

A god country, standing in the age of this ink cloud star, combined with Heavenly Cloud Sect I do not know how long, the experience of the gods of countless powers, supreme casting, is beyond imagination.

“Master, Linhai giant city is so wonderful, it is better to invite Master to enter the Holy Devils Palace, it is interesting!” No fairy smiled in front of the sly, seems to accept his identity, a Master, not so light.

In the seven-coloured glass, Qin Xuan sat, indifferently said: “Wait!”

His voice was calm, and he had no choice but to buy a house.

Although there is no surprise in the immortal, I don’t know what Qin Xuan intends to do, or the words from Qin Xuan.

The seven-coloured glass broke into the city, and the entire Linhai giant city was also on the rise. Many cultivators recognized the car of Saintess.

In the house, Qin Xuan calmly tasted tea, while no fairy refused the cultivator that did not know how many people came to invite.

Among them, the city owner of the giant city of Linhai.

But I am afraid that no one can think of it. They are eager to make a good sacred Saintess, but now they are ready to be slaves.

Tea is empty, no one is diligent, and you have a cup.

Qin Xuan is here for three days and two nights. From the beginning to the end, he is drinking tea here.

There is no such thing as a boring one. “How long does the Master have to stay here?”

She couldn’t help but ask, this is the ancient spirit, the lawlessness, in this house, day and night looking at the boring scene, she naturally can not bear.

Qin Xuan smiled softly. “On the last night, if he doesn’t come, you and I will leave this Linhai giant city.”

The person he waits for is naturally a vain person.

The ancestral mausoleum of the Dagan Kingdom is in this endless sea of ​​death. Although he can also go straight in, if there are sinister people, he will reduce the risk by doing more with less.

Third Grade The ancestral mausoleum of the Kingdom of God, that is the Forbidden Ground, how dangerous it is, not only the power of care, but also many prohibitions, trap array.

A group of immortals is naturally able to avoid a lot of trouble.

At the beginning, the vain person refused, but with Qin Xuan’s understanding of the vain people, this fellow would never turn a blind eye.

Dao Cultivator, this is a lot of consumption, specializing in many arrays, the materials consumed are rich.

If this is not the case, the sinister people will not be fooled around.

Third Grade The ancestral mausoleum of the Kingdom of God, what is contained in it, what Supreme Treasure is buried, no less than the treasure house of Third Grade Sect, which has too many precious things.

This is also a rare opportunity for the people of Heaven and the Tao.

Moreover, Qin Xuan has long noticed that the aura of the vain person, hovering outside the house, seems to hesitate.

Until the night, Qin Xuan is still in the tea, no Bored to death.

She did not know that Qin Xuan was going to the ancestral mausoleum of the Great Gods, so she was also full of doubts and waited quietly.

Until the night was clear, Qin Xuan put down the last cup of tea and raised his hand to stop the move of the scentless tea.

“Go!”

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly. He was old with the Taoist priests. Therefore, the trip to the ancestral mausoleum was also a chance for the vain people, including no fairy.

As far as Qin Changqing is concerned, even if there is no such thing as a vain person, you can enter the ancestral mausoleum, at most some time, more trouble that’s all.

If the vain person abandons this opportunity, Qin Xuan… would you care?

He walked out of the house, and there was no fairy tales to make a seven-coloured glass enamel.

“Where are you going?”

No fairy frame, turn around and ask.

“Endless Dead Sea!”

……

Above the endless Dead Sea, the entire sea seems to be more yet stillness.

This sea does not know how many years, no wind and no waves, just like a death stillness.

Few people know that the ancestral mausoleum of the gods and gods is in the depths of the Dead Sea, millions of miles deep, and the endless darkness.

In the depths of this endless Dead Sea, Qin Xuan knows that there are two more Dao Fusion sea monsters to suppress this sea.

These are the two Dao Fusion sea monsters, which made this dead sea long and windless.

The first ancestor of the Dagan Kingdom was born from the middle of the sea, and finally created the Dagan Kingdom. After the life essence was exhausted, the ancestors of the Dagan Kingdom did not Transcending Tribulation, but instead used local customs. The method of sea burial is buried in this endless Dead Sea.

After the emperor of the gods, if there is no immortal, they will be buried here. Counting, there are thousands of years, and more than a hundred gods of the great gods are buried here.

In the sky above the endless Dead Sea, Qin Xuan looked musing.

“Would you not intend to enter this endless Dead Sea?” No fairy noticed Qin Xuan’s intentions, and his face was not changed.

There are Legend in the ink cloud, and there is a great monster existence in the endless Dead Sea. It is the Dao Fusion power that has to be degraded. In this endless Dead Sea, there is no Treasure Strange Beast. I only know that this place is dead, fish and shrimp do not exist. No wind or waves.

There is no trace in the eyes of a fairy. I don’t know what Qin Xuan intends to do in this endless Dead Sea.

Qin Xuan did not answer, suddenly, he corner of the mouth slightly raise.

I saw the endless endless ocean, and there was an old Daoist Priest with a smile.

“You won!” The vain Taoist came with a bitter stance: “Into the great ancestral mausoleum, you must let me take three great treasures first, you must not stop me!”

When he spoke out, Qin Xuan did not agree.

He under the foot, Evergreen Force wrapped, if Ren Peng, into the Dead Sea.

“Let you take one first, don’t take more!”

There was a voice coming out of the sea, Qin Xuan went straight into the Dead Sea, endless darkness, and went deep into the sea for a million miles before I saw a glimmer of light and a huge outline of a million.

Dagan Shenguo, the ancestral mausoleum!