Deity of the Emperor

"I don't need to lie to you?"

Qin Chen said lightly: "You don't have to think about leaving him dead. First, it will damage him and cause indelible trauma to the future. Second, it will be tantamount to heartache and more painful."

Xuanmingwang snake nodded and said, "I understand."

"So, thank you very much."

Qin Chen waved his hand.

There is nothing to thank.

This is the vein of the Royal Emperor, and the seat has developed to the present. There are only nine people. As an old ancestor, he can't see one who is going to die. Is he indifferent?

The Xuanming King snake left, and there was nothing to say about Yan Ruan's painting. He also left after a while.

At this moment, Qin Chen stared at Jiuying on his shoulder, but grinned and smiled.

"Ye Qin ... hey?"

Jiuying was stared at Qin Chen, only feeling cold all over the body. It seemed that something bad was going to happen to her.

"Is the flesh of the eight-winged sun-eating yam delicious?"

Qin Chen said with a smile.

"No details, just absorbed!"

Jiuying said cautiously.

"Then you're sick!"

Qin Chen stood by his hands, and walked back to his room, walking slowly: "The flesh of the eight-winged fierce yang is extremely hot and masculine, and you can't stand this small body."

"Moreover, those masculine spirits contain more of the thunderous power. This person likes thunder and swallows thunder, and you are not very skilled at thunder."

"It's estimated that the thunder in your body will explode and blow you apart."

Hearing Qin Chen's words, Jiuying suddenly fell down.

"Really?"

"Don't believe it!"

Qin Chen returned to the room, sat down on his knees, looked indifferent, and began to practice.

At this moment, Jiuying was lying on the table with a suspicious look.

really?

Qin Chen must have lied to himself and wanted to gain any benefit! Just a short while later, Jiuying suddenly looked awkward, his face was strange, and then, inside his body, a rumbling sound was transmitted.

"it is true!"

Jiuying screamed, came to the bed, looked at Qin Chen, and said pitifully: "Master Qin, you let me swallow it, what should I do, I already feel that Thunder is in my body Scrambled. "

"I said just now, you don't believe it."

Jiuying said in a hurry: "I believe I believe, what should I do now?"

"How to do?"

Qin Chen smiled slightly: "If you believed me just now, I will directly help you get rid of the thunder in your body, and you won't have to suffer."

"But now, you can drive out the thunder in you, but you're going to suffer a great sin!"

Jiuying said in a hurry: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, no matter how big a crime I can bear!"

It is better to be guilty than dead.

Qin Chen laughed: "That's it, let's get started!"

"Okay ..." At this moment, Qin Chen waved out his hand, and a mark appeared between his palms.

The imprint, like a cloud, gathered together, is complicated and complex, and it looks like thousands of words.

Seeing this scene, Jiuying was stunned.

This ... Isn't Qin Chen just condensed?

Qin Chen didn't pit it on purpose?

At this moment, Qin Chen's palm was lightly attached to the younger generation of Jiuying.

The next moment, Jiuying's eyes twitched, his wings fluttered, and his nine heads were tangled up instantly, his eyes glared and his body was soft.

"Qin Ye, what are you doing?"

Jiuying murmured in his mouth.

"Driving mine!"

"Draw the thunder out of your body and condense it into me. Your sins, I have helped you to bear."

After hearing this, Jiuying's heart moved.

Although Qin Chen treats it badly on weekdays, in fact, Qin Chen is very concerned about it.

The holy egg of the ninth-order holy beast swallowed it directly, so that its strength soared.

Now for it, remove the thunder again, and bear it by myself.

Jiuying murmured: "Qin Ye, thank you."

"We have a fierce beast, and we are a bit cruel, but we still know what it is."

Qin Chen heard the words, and for a moment hesitated, and said, "You are the mount that I subdued, and naturally I cannot watch you die."

"I will be a mount for you!"

"So good!"

Looking at Jiuying's extreme looks, Qin Chen's heart was unsmiling.

The eight-winged fierce sun is indeed absorbing the power of thunder and tempering its body.

Jiuying swallowed directly, digesting its flesh and blood, naturally, a thunderous thunder will gather in the body.

This thunder, Jiuying is difficult to refine.

But he can.

As it happens, he thought of a four-grade holy tactic-a thrilling thunder! This thunder tactic is powerful and overwhelming, and it is easy to kill the Holy Land. Even for the Holy Saint, it has the ability to strip away its courage.

This sacred tactic is still the ninth, he was created as a soul Wu Tianzun.

Qin Chen has a clear direction of practice for every life, and take this opportunity to stabilize his own imperfection on the path of practice.

For example, at the time of Emperor Jiuyou, the practice was more focused on palm and boxing.

At the time of the Royal Emperor, he practiced the art of imperial beasts.

When the mad martial arts emperor was a collection of martial arts.

At the time of Qingyun Sword Emperor, he majored in swordsmanship ... He practiced to the utmost in every practice.

In 10,000 years, what level can be reached, it is what level.

During the 90,000 years, Jiusheng's accumulation was also a considerable harvest process for him.

At this moment, with the bundle of imprints in the palm of his hand, Qin Chen peeled the thunder from the body of the nine infants into his own body.

During this process, Jiuying was a heartbreaking scream.

In fact, not so exaggerated, this guy pretends to be somewhat contrived, and Qin Chen is too lazy to talk about it.

And when the vast thunder thundered into Qin Chen's body, Qin Chen also looked quite a bit.

How fierce is the thunder in a fifth-order holy beast?

However, Qin Chen can still carry it.

Seizing the thunder, the mind is filtering in Qin Chen's mind at this moment.

Thunder sword! Thunder sea! Lei Feng! Thunder finger! That martial arts style appeared in Qin Chen's mind, continually condensed, gathered ... The night was deeper. At this moment, Jiuying collapsed on the bedside of Qin Chen's bed, muttering, not knowing what to say.

At this moment Qin Chen was slightly relieved and stood up.

Perfect transformation! Nine infants swallowed the eight-wing fierce yang, drew the thunder, and from the body of the nine infants, he took the thunder! Taking this opportunity, he will succeed in winning the thrilling thunder! This hand conversion made Qin Chen content.

Tonight, earned! It's just that for him, he made money, but for some people, he lost money! Qin Chen smiled slightly, walked out of the cabin, and disappeared into the dark night ... At the same time, on the sailboat, everyone died for the rest of his life. Yang Ye invited many heavenly holy places to drink wine, and the ship was quite quiet.

Only at this moment, a few hundred feet away from the sailboat, on the river, there were several figures standing on a floating stone platform with a diameter of one hundred feet.