Chapter Ninety-One: A Trace of Memories

On this day, Xuanqing sat in the group in the room, turned his head and took out the fruit that Xi'er gave him, looking at the bright fruit, Xuanqing's eyes showed a trace of memory.

You know, this fruit is everywhere, and it's treasured by the great spiritual kings. Even if it is better than the ancient gods, it is impossible to get it. Its rarity resembles that of the Holy Spirit fruit of the Fuso tree.

The Spirit King's strength is not as good as his own, but the difference is not much. This is a good opportunity for him to get Zhu Guo.

Later, Xuan Qing's idea was moved, and Zhu Guo flew into the air and soon melted.

Watching him suck hard, the golden liquid entered his body along his seven holes, and this magical energy made Xuanqing tremble.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes. Although he was a character millions of years ago, he only heard his name, but never took it. I didn't expect the power of fruit to be so great.

Xuan Qing felt the power of the meridian chaos channel, and his face became dignified. He knew that with his current physique, he couldn't be completely out of the ordinary.

Xuan Qing immediately pinched the doorway with both hands and ran wildly to the "Heaven and Earth Gong". The Fuji tree in the dantian glows with a dazzling golden light, and all the fruits that are transformed into power are sucked into it.

Xuan Qing, the black pressed relief, is just a scene, very dangerous, if it weren't for the presence of the Fusang tree on his body, it might have been shattered in an instant.

sighed in my heart, this bamboo fruit is indeed not a thing, all over the world, I am afraid that only the ancient jade martial arts on the body can be safe and sound.

At this time, the rich raspberry extracted all the excess power, and it was originally only the size of a small sapling, but it was much stronger, and the young shoots on the branches turned into golden leaves, which contained strong vitality.

Although Zhu Guo was refined from Fu Raspberry, under Xuanqing's control, Fu Raspberry began to replenish his body with nutrients. Prior to this, due to the destruction of the magical weapon of fate, a large number of cracks appeared in the meridians, which were restored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the black and blue complexion gradually became ruddy, although it was still a seven-step spiritual power, but the realm of the mind had reached the tenth level.

Know that the soul of a warrior is above all else. As long as the soul realm is elevated, it is only a matter of time before it is cultivated.

After about half a day, Xuanqing slowly achieved success, and the golden light that burst out of it disappeared.

Immediately open your eyes and look out the window at the sun that is about to set.

"This time I'm going to make a magic weapon that really suits me!"

Seeing Xuanqing's idea move, Na Jie, who was wearing it on his finger, flashed, and a large amount of refinery materials were piled up on the ground.

Although it was daytime, he would be surprised to see it reflected in the colorful golden light on the doors and windows. At this moment, if someone.

These refinery raw materials contain a very powerful power, which has been slowly accumulated by Emperor Yan after living in seclusion in Youzhou. If you take one out at random, it will attract a large number of martial arts enthusiasts to yearn for Youzhou.

Xuan Qing's previous life, as the dignity of all things, did not need a magic weapon at all. Therefore, in the war of ancient times, when he was at his weakest, he was defeated by three ancient clans who did not have the strength to fight back.

Therefore, Xuanqing attaches great importance to this magical weapon in his life. It turned out that he wanted to have time to re-sacrifice the Fire Spirit Pearl and improve its quality, but he didn't expect it to be destroyed.

Soon, Xuanqing selected two materials from them, Tianxuanjing and Geshi. These two materials, although not the best, are the most suitable to use in today's Xuanqing.

And he wanted to refine the best magic weapon "Sword of Original Sin", and the Heavenly Xuan Sutra and the Earth Brake Stone were both indispensable and important materials.

As his mind moved, the two substances immediately floated into the air. At the same time, a large number of souls poured out, and the speed visible to the naked eye changed into the shape of a sword.

Then, Xuanqing bit his finger, and a drop of sperm flew out, instantly merging with the sword's soul.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the sword's soul seemed to be opened, and a trace of soul fluctuations spread.

This technique is very old. This is the alchemical method handed down by Xuanqing. This is the equivalent of giving life to a magic weapon. There are no more than ten magic weapons with souls in the world. Their power is natural and amazing.

The soul was born before the Yan Emperor took control of the Fengshen Lamp, and even if the master did not control it, it still had its own consciousness.

Xuanqing's Sword of Original Sin is a magic weapon that can be improved.

It turned out that the woman in white was John Shan. Now she was pale, and her cheeks were covered with bruises, which made her otherwise beautiful face more and more terrifying.

She raised her head slightly, and made Joe's voice, and she joked, "Today I am here to avenge myself."

Qin Long was startled, his voice became hoarse, and he shouted: "Are you Qiao?"

It's not that easy to kill me!"

Josh sneered.

At this moment, the corpse suddenly heard Johnson's voice and said: ?!, "Why is my brother talking nonsense with this old guy, let's kill him directly, let's go find Xuan to settle the account."

John Hill suddenly smiled gloomily and said, "Okay, I can't wait!"

The words fell, and suddenly turned into a shadow, and the next moment he was already in front of Qin Long, faster than he imagined, making him sigh inside.

At the same time, Johnson swept through thousands of troops and kicked Qin Long directly. Qin Long snorted coldly and fled in a hurry.

"Crack!"

The huge force kicked the ground out of a big hole, and the destructive power was extremely strong, causing Qin Long's dodging figure to fly backwards.

Johnson, on the other hand, used the victory to pursue him. She flashed behind Qin Long, her fist slammed and suddenly shone brightly.

Qin Long sensed the mortal threat and quickly turned around to resist, but the power of the eighth-order spirit martial was so powerful that he could quickly stop it.

"Bang!"

Qin Long's arm was broken in an instant, and a powerful force bombarded him directly, slamming heavily on the door of the Fire Temple, and flowing out at the same time.

Suddenly, his face turned gray and his eyes were incredible. He couldn't believe that Johnson was so strong that he felt like a mountain of strength that he couldn't fight back.

At this time, Mount John floated to the ground, thin as a small boat, but its body was so weak that it had just burst out with its deadliest strength.

Then he sneered and said, "Qin Long, you and I have no grievances, no enemies, blame you for being the one in the Fire Ridge Palace."

"Hmph, no one of this old man has good skills, he has nothing to say, but even if you kill me, you will die in the end!"

At this time, Qin Long had to admit that Jiang Sen was very strong, but compared to Xuanqing, she was still doomed to lose.

Qin Long had seen Xuan Qing and that mysterious old man's methods before, which Johnson simply couldn't deal with.

A shadow flashed in John Hill's eyes, and she muttered, "Even so, I'm afraid you'll never see it again."

As he spoke, he violently murdered.

But at this moment, there was a loud bang in the distant sky.

"Stop!"

After a while, Qiao Yuanshan came, looking at his daughter's fierce appearance, with a trace of remorse in his eyes, and asked, "Shan'er, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Johnson said in his male voice: "!! Daddy, I am your son Before my sister opened the bloodline of the twin body, I had not dissipated my soul into the body so that I could survive"

Qin Long and Qiao Yuanshan, who were seriously injured, took a deep breath. None of them had heard of this bloodline, but the facts were in front of them, and they had to believe it.

Qiao Yuanshan hurriedly walked up a few steps and hurriedly asked, "You!" Are you really my son Qiao?

Qiao Yuanshan's eyes trembled slightly.

Johannshan nodded, in order to convince her father to have an idea of action, the bloodline "crazy" suddenly appeared, only to see a black dot suddenly appear on her eyebrows, and a violent force gushed out, directly smashing the rubble on the ground.

Qiao Yuanshan saw it in his eyes, and he understood it very well in his heart, he suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, I know that my son Qiao Yuanshan is not easy to die.

At this time, compared to Qiao Yuanshan's joy, Qin Long's face was ugly. The Hall of Fire Ridge is an annoying autumn. Currently, Xuanqing has been closed. There is only one mage in the Chifeng Fire Ridge Palace. Although it has seven steps of spiritual training, it does not help at all due to the limitations of blood and chicken ribs.

Qiao Yuanshan's father and son are not only strong and rampant, but they also control the bloodline very strongly, if they are attacked, the Dianhuo Ridge may be difficult to defend.

At this time, Qin Long only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Chifeng immediately stood in front of him.

Sen Leng said: "Qiao Yuanshan, your Qiao's family plan is going to fight with me in the Fire God Temple!?"

Qiao Yuanshan's father and son saw Chifeng coming, and their faces changed. Both of them knew that Chifeng had nine steps.

Johnson was about to speak, but was stopped by Qiao Yuanshan, who muttered: "Chifeng, today the old gentleman is coming to stop the dog, "Don't deceive others too much"

"Hmph! It's ridiculous that your father and son hurt the elders of the Fire Elf Hall, but they've become the main liars of Ha.

The conflict happened in an instant. After Chifeng landed, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly. He seemed to have avoided Johnson's claws just now, but the anger was still hurting him, making his lower abdomen ache faintly.

Qiao Yuanshan saw that his daughter was injured and looked at Chifeng viciously. For him, these two children are his lifeblood and cannot be hurt by others. But he also knew that it wasn't enough for Joe's family to actually destroy the fire hall.

The hateful voice said: !"! Dad and son work together, you are not an opponent at all" Today, the Qiao family really owes a lot This old man can apologize, but let's forget about it now.

Chifeng's face was cold, and he was very hesitant in his heart. If he fights again, even if he can win, he will win. But if he let Joe's father and son go, he wouldn't want to.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning pierced through the dark clouds that enveloped the fire. All four of them were stunned and hurriedly looked up at the sky.

Qiao Yuanshan's eyes were full of surprise. He has the blood of thunder and lightning. He knew how terrible the thunder in the clouds was.

asked uneasily: "This world illusion, is it caused by Xuanqing?"

Qiao Yuanshan still knows a little about Xuanqing. If this had nothing to do with Xuanqing, he wouldn't have believed it.

"Hey, hey, guess what? Even if the owner of this temple can't take your father and son with him, what chance do you have of winning when Xuanqing comes?

Chifeng knows how to judge the situation and how to use his power.

Sure enough, Qiao Yuanshan was frightened, he looked up at the sky, his eyes showed deep fear, and he said: "That's it for today, goodbye"

He said he was going to pull Johnson away.

But maybe God wasn't beautiful, and a thunderbolt fell in front of Joe's father and son.

"Crack!"

The ground exploded, and the terrifying power made the four people present shudder, and at the same time made Joe's father and son stop.

But in the distant deep valley, Xuanqing didn't know what was going on outside. At this time, he was concentrating on melting the Sword of Original Sin.

Although he sat on the ground, his face was very pale, beads of sweat were running down his cheeks, and his bloody eyes were firm. The soul of the sword, like a fish in water, swam towards the sparkling essence in the air under the constant manipulation of his thoughts.

Although it is only a few meters apart, it makes Xuanqing very difficult.

At this time, Xuan Qing rushed out and swallowed Hui Chundan. Whether it's alchemy or alchemy, it's a very energy-consuming thing. In particular, it was extremely difficult for the exquisite magic weapon he made this time to have a soul.

Time flies, and the soul of the sword finally succeeds in merging with the essence.

Xuan Qing didn't say anything, just pointed at it, shot an arrow, and immediately mixed in.

"Buzz!"

There was an essential hum, and suddenly a golden light rose, and the whole room was enveloped, and even if he had a pair of useful black eyes, he was instantly blinded.

Xuan Qing knew that this was the last moment of the steel mill, he hurriedly squeezed his hands and drank: "The Three Realms and Six Roads, the ups and downs of my Lord, the punishment of God, the death of original sin"

"Crack!"

Outside the house, dark clouds were thick, and a thunderclap fell from the sky, instantly shattering the thatched hut where Xuanqing was located, and together with Xuanqing, it was shrouded in energy.

But it turned out that the essence of Jing Yun suddenly burst out with brilliant golden light, and was violently shocked by the thunder.

Subsequently, a huge pressure swept out, making the entire martial arts hall tremble, and even the four people of Chifeng who were far away outside the mountain gate were shocked.

This pressure has transcended the realm of human warriors, and the power of extinction makes everyone feel small.

At this time, Qiao Yuanshan's eyes were blazing, and he finally understood everything, and he shouted loudly: "There is a wonderful treasure that has come to this world."

On the side, John asked solemnly: "Dad, what are you talking about, is this really the result of Xuanqing?"

Qiao Yuanshan shook his head slowly and said, "I'm not sure, but it's not appropriate to stay here for too long" Let's go quickly"

However, suddenly, Xuanqing's vague voice came, as if it was nine days later.

Let the four people present suddenly look up at the sky.

But before, a little golden light appeared in the dark sky. Soon, Xuanqing's shadow appeared.

He was dressed in white, and his black hair fluttered in the wind. The sword of original sin in his hand glowed with dazzling golden light, and the power of destruction loomed.

Chi Feng and Qin Long looked at Xuan Qing's sword and were ecstatic.

But Qiao Yuanshan's face was very ugly. Only Johnson looked at Xuanqing in a poisonous way, but felt the power of the sword of original sin, which frightened him.