Chapter 617: Invitation (four more monthly tickets!)

Suzaku pupil is an eighth-rank gem, with the seventh-rank blue dragon pupil, the sixth-rank white tiger, and the fifth-rank Xuanwu. Only when the four major pupil techniques are fully accomplished, you can practice the fourth-rank true eye and four-like **** pupil.

Above the four elephant **** pupils, there was more evolution, but it was too far for Qin Xuan now.

Qin Xuanguang spent decades cultivating this pupil technique, and when he later obtained magical powers such as the Azure Dragon pupil technique, he no longer needed it.

But even so, Suzaku pupil is considered a popular among the eight-rank treasure art.

Qin Xuan's body is now ten feet long, and his evergreen body is a bit short of perfection. Although this pupil technique is insufficient, it is not difficult to outline the basics. After the basics are outlined, when he becomes a golden pill, it will be twice the result with half the effort to cultivate this Suzaku pupil.

One night later, when Qin Yan'er knocked on the door of Qin Xuan's room, the door was quietly opened.

The door was not locked, and when Qin Yan'er raised his head and looked at Qin Xuan, he was suddenly startled.

She saw a pair of eyes, their pupils were as fierce as fire, as if they were about to burn her to death. In those pupils, flamboyant red lines intertwined and intertwined, as if they were not human eyes, more like the divine beast in Chinese legend, the Vermillion Bird Pupils.

Qin Xuan blinked, and in the blink of an eye, his pupils recovered as before.

Qin Yan'er was sweating profusely. This feeling was too terrible, as if he was like an ant in a sea of ​​fire, with nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, only turning to ashes.

When her body was slightly cold and her smile stiffened, Qin Xuan had slowly stood up.

He saw Qin Yaner's over-frightened appearance and couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

Speaking of it, he has never given Qin Yan'er a practice technique, and Qin Yan'er's practice model is still the system of the Holy See.

Qin Xuan pondered slightly. At any rate, Qin Yan'er was also his servant now, and he was the face of the Qing Emperor.

His servant is so weak, it seems that he is also dull.

If the powers of the world, the Pope Guangming and other world-destroying powers knew Qin Xuan's thoughts, I am afraid that the expression at this moment is very exciting.

A world-destroying powerhouse, one of the top fifty in the Olympus list, the first holy horse of the Holy See of Light.

Serving others as servants is already a shocking thing to the world, and Qin Xuan still feels a little irrelevant?

But the fact is that Qin Yan'er puts in the realm of cultivation, which is the state of refining Qi.

The top Tianjiao in the cultivation world, the peerless powerhouse, is the direct disciple of the servants who want to get rid of the low-grade and middle-grade sect.

"The prom begins?"

Qin Xuan said indifferently, he glanced at the time, it seemed that it was still early, there was no prom, right?

"We don't have any invitations for the prom yet." Qin Yaner whispered, "I know someone sells invitations for the prom, but there are photos on the invitations, so..."

Qin Xuan nodded slightly when he heard the words, "That's good!"

He walked along without looking at Qin Yan'er again.

At this time, Qin Yan'er wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and slightly shrunk his mouth.

I just finished taking a shower in the morning, now I'm going to wash it again.

However, she also had envy in her eyes, this Qingdi was really unfathomable.

The vision just now made her feel like she was in purgatory with just one glance. Even the Ten Great Sacred Art of the Holy See of Light never gave her such a feeling.

This Qing emperor had too many magical powers in his hands, not to mention that he used to produce purple thunder and condense the seal of the gods. Before in the country Y, the ten thousand swords and the ten thousand swords were the first holy art of the Holy See of Light.

Now, it is really incredible that this Qing emperor has once again cultivated a powerful supernatural power.

She remembered that Mo Qinglian had said that the Qing emperor had been in Mount Tai, and she had a million magical powers in her heart.

At the time she thought it was bragging, but now she believes it somehow.

Even if it wasn't a million supernatural powers, the supernatural powers possessed by this Qing emperor might surpass that of the Holy See of Light.

This is scary enough...

After tidying up the mess of thoughts, she performed a holy technique to dry the slightly damp clothes, and then followed in Qin Xuan's footsteps.

In a gloomy street in Sheila, many refugees lie scattered around.

Here, these refugees are just like beggars. In this seemingly glorious city, there is always a little darkness.

The unpleasant smell and the appearance of these people made Qin Yan'er frown slightly.

Qin Xuan didn't care, and walked slowly in front of him.

Many people saw these two figures, and their complexions changed slightly.

Even some people's eyes have been greedy. They can naturally see that Qin Xuan and Qin Yan'er are outsiders, and Qin Yan'er's appearance has even caused many people to swallow saliva.

Rich people from other places, this is a piece of fat.

There are a lot of cruel people in this, and they do a lot of stealing.

There were also people who ran silently towards the depths of the street. Naturally, Qin Yan'er frowned even more tightly in Qin Xuan's eyes.

She had never set foot here before. She used to have the name of the first holy horse of the Holy See, and she was glamorous wherever she went.

But now, Qin Yan'er sighed slightly. If the identity of her and Qin Xuan were revealed at this time, it is estimated that she would not be glamorous, but Sheila's armed forces.

At this moment, a man in tattered clothes appeared in front of Qin Xuan and the two of them, and walked towards Qin Xuan in a daze like they were drunk.

The moment he approached Qin Xuan, his silent palm stretched out.

Suddenly, he just felt a flash in front of him, and he wanted to bump into Qin Xuan's body and stagger involuntarily.

Afterwards, he turned his head incredulously, only to find that the figure in white clothes had appeared behind him at some point.

This street is so narrow, how did the other party do it?

The little old man chuckled and never dared to do it again.

He always has some foresight. Since the opponent is not easy to provoke, he can't overdo it. He who has been here for many years knows that for some people, their lives are not even as humble as ants.

Naturally, Qin Xuan would not care about this little old man's thoughts.

Of course, Qin Xuan would not show mercy if this little old man made an inch.

Going deep in the street, a shop that looks like a bar, the facade of which is dilapidated, and the face is full of strong alcohol.

"Is it here?" Qin Xuan turned his head and glanced at Qin Yan'er.

"Ok!"

After that, Qin Xuan walked in. Many refugees in this street looked at the two figures, their complexions slightly changed.

Some people even showed a look of gloat, and even more people's eyes seemed to be talking.

They are dead!