Chapter 197 White Phoenix Ring? Saint Fengyao? Tianchu Imperial City! The power of the Barbarian God's left hand [Please order! 3 updates]

"There are ancient hieroglyphic books in the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty?"

Qin Wang looked at the first piece of information and his heart moved.

I just happened to be going to Tianchu Immortal Dynasty to bring bad luck to them, so I could do both things at the same time.

"Huh?"

"Is there a fragment of the Skyfire Tower in Yan Cangwu's storage bag?"

Qin Wang looked at the second piece of information and suddenly His eyes lit up, couldn't he take this and restore Wu Su's soul?

"The left hand of the Barbarian God, with my current spiritual consciousness, can I exert a little power to kill the fake alchemy monk?"

"This is great!"

"Currently , which is equivalent to the biggest trump card in my hand! ”

Seeing the third piece of information, Qin Wang was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

With this powerful trump card, it is equivalent to being invincible under the golden elixir!

“On the way to Tianchu Immortal Dynasty, maybe we can draw some enemies to Tianchu Immortal Dynasty!”

“It would be better to start a war!”

Qin Wangkan Looking at the 7th and 8th pieces of information, my heart moved.

Only in this way can the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty decline and be weakened. It is best to let the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty perish. Only in this way can the wanted revenge of the Southern Territory be avenged!

Wanted hatred, sworn hatred!

The Southern Territory is thousands of miles away from the Central Territory.

Here is the Holy Land of Fengyao.

With a radius of tens of thousands of miles, Fengyao Holy Land is located. Here, a giant spirit gathering array has been set up. The spiritual energy is flowing. You can even see the flow of spiritual energy in the air, and the spiritual mist is lingering.

There are cranes flying in the sky.

In the holy land, from time to time there is a monk dressed in white, with his sword rising into the sky, looking extremely cool.

In the center of Fengyao Holy Land, in a magnificent hall.

"Qin Tiedan?"

"How come the person wanted by the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty looks so much like my elder brother? So similar!"

"There is such a thing in the world Similar people!"

A girl in white clothes, about thirteen or fourteen years old, looked at a pale white jade slip in her hand, with surprise in her beautiful eyes.

The girl has a graceful figure, exquisite facial features, long hair like a waterfall, and an oval-shaped chip in the middle of her forehead. The whole person has a noble temperament.

Although she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, she has already begun to show her beauty.

It is conceivable that by the time she reaches her twenties, she will definitely be a peerless beauty that will captivate the entire country.

"Grandma!"

The girl in white had a clear voice.

"Saint, I am here."

In a flash of light, an old woman in her sixties, dressed in black, appeared in front of the girl in white, clasping her fists respectfully .

"Is there any more detailed information about Qin Tiedan, who is wanted by the Chu Xian Dynasty today?"

Saint Feng Yao looked at the old woman, her beautiful eyes flashed, and asked.

"Saint, according to what grandma knows, Qin Tiedan killed Chu Yunxiao's spiritual clone and the eighteenth prince of Tianchu, so Chu Yunxiao paid a heavy reward to arrest him! The rest is not clear, wait. Grandma will go find out later and report back to the saint!"

The old woman said with her fists clasped.

“Okay, thank you, grandma!”

Saint Feng Yao looked at the old woman and nodded.

The old woman bowed to Saint Fengyao and hid in the darkness.

"Brother, this man looks so much like you. Where are you now? Are you okay?"

Saint Feng Yao looked at the mountains shrouded in spiritual mist in the distance outside the hall, Whisper.

Tiannanfang City.

Thousands of miles away.

In a deserted valley.

Qin Wang stood in the valley. More than ten feet away was a mountain about a hundred feet high and several miles in radius, with towering trees on it.

On the ground in front of him, lying on the ground was a huge hand that was more than ten feet long, with one finger as thick as his thigh.

This hand only has the palm and elbow, the fingers are curved, the color is light yellow, the muscles are wrinkled, the pores are large, and the pores are large, and it is extremely hard. It exudes a terrifying aura.

“Look at the power of this hand!”

Qin Wang looked at the left hand of the Barbarian God in front of him, and his spiritual consciousness enveloped it. With a wave of his hands, a burst of magic rolled out and he lifted it up. This hand was quite heavy. Just when Qin Wang raised his left hand and waved it forward, moment.

He only felt the left hand of the barbarian god shake, and a terrifying power inside was actually triggered!

Buzz!

As he waved forward!

From this hand, a thirty-foot-long blood-colored light beam shot out, and the light beam shot into the hundred-foot-high mountain in front!

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!" A shocking loud noise sounded!

The blood-colored light beam shot into the mountain. The earth was like an earthquake. The hundred-foot-high mountain exploded from the inside instantly. Qin Wang felt his eyes go dark. He found that the mountain soil was moving towards him. It fell on him, and he had no time to avoid it, so he quickly used the left hand of the Barbarian God as a barrier to block it in front of him!

The soil is gone.

"Bah, bah, bah!"

A black figure rose into the sky holding a giant arm one foot in size!

Between waving his hand, he put away his giant hand, and a purple spiritual sword appeared at his feet. He stared at the 'hundred-foot' mountain that was shorter than half of it not far away. Eyes, murmured. "As expected of the Barbarian God's left hand, the power of this blow is indeed huge!"

Qin Wang discovered.

I just tried the power of the Barbarian God's left hand, and with one blow, half of the hundred-foot-high mountain collapsed.

The soil thrown up by the explosion directly buried him.

“With this barbarian god’s left hand, with one blow, even the fake elixir realm will be killed by me! It’s so cool!”

Qin Wang looked at the mountain that was half way up, with a look in his eyes A look of satisfaction.

Qin Wang immediately cast a dust removal spell on him.

The robe was as clean as new, and the sword sped away.

Three months later.

Tianchu Immortal Dynasty.

Tianchu Imperial City.

Luofeng Mountains.

Qin Wang stood on a peak about a thousand feet high with his hands behind his back. Beside him, stood Wan Yanmeng.

Zhang Fujiang and Yan Cangwu followed at a distance, not daring to get close to Wan Yanmeng.

"You guys can open up a cave here to practice cultivation while Wan Yanmeng and I go to Tianchu Imperial City to have a look."

Qin Wang said to the two slaves behind him.

“Yes, Master!”

Zhang Fujiang and Yan Cangwu both nodded and agreed.

“Yes.”

Qin Wang nodded to the two of them and left with Wanyanmeng’s sword.

Five days later.

Thirty miles away from Tianchu Imperial City, there is a valley full of wild flowers.

Qin Wang transformed into a fat-faced man with a big belly in his thirties, and Wan Yanmeng transformed into a fat woman in her thirties. The two of them arrived outside Tianchu Imperial City. It's been two days.

“Wan Yanmeng, I’ll have to thank you for the hard work next!”

“I’ll wait for you here.”

Qin Wang looked at Wan Yanmeng and smiled slightly road.

Qin Wang is not planning to go to the imperial city.

after all.

He is a person wanted by Tianchu. He is hiding here. He can know the result of Wanyanmeng bringing bad luck to Tianchu Imperial City just by brushing up intelligence.

Although he could disguise himself, for safety reasons, he decided to let Wan Yanmeng wander around the imperial city alone.

After all, she has already established a foundation.

“Yes!”

Wan Yanmeng nodded, reached out to touch the storage bag, took out a palm-sized white porcelain bottle, and handed it to Qin Wang. "Li Xiaoye, this is for you."

"What is this?"

Qin Wang asked without taking the white porcelain bottle.

“This is fifty drops of my blood, for you in case of emergencies.”

Wan Yanmeng looked at Qin Wang, her beautiful eyes flashing.

"Ah? Fifty drops is so much!?"

"As long as you wander around the imperial city for a while, it will hurt your body!"

Qin Wang waved his hand repeatedly, he did not expect it , Wan Yanmeng actually forced the blood out of herself.

"Take it, you help me build the foundation, I can't do nothing, right?"

"With this little blood, I can just take more tonic."< br>
Wanyan Meng smiled sweetly and said.

(End of this chapter)