Unparalleled Martial Arts

"What's the situation? Does it affect you? " Sitting together with Qin Chu, master Gongyu asks.

Qin Chu shook his head, "there is no change at present, just like before, but this is the prelude to the storm. The dark cloud sky and Hua Jiuyou will not stop attacking once. Before that, the dark cloud sky and the eternal world have already formed a big feud."

Some things were analyzed at the beginning of Qin Dynasty, and they were basically certain.

After the tea cup in his hand was rotated for a while, master Guanyu put it down, "don't worry, if you are in the divine realm, I can help you deal with some problems; if you break through the divine realm, then you have the ability to solve some problems."

"It's bothering me." Qin Chu stood up and hugged master Gongyu. Although it didn't happen, master Gongyu's attitude towards him was human feelings.

Stay at home precipitation of their own, the early days of Qin Dynasty is very stable.

In the North Sea area, there are fifteen year old men outside the great enchantment of rosefinch, the holy King market of rosefinch. After seeing the holy King market of rosefinch, the fifty year old man burst out the power of blood, and then entered the great enchantment of rosefinch destruction.

Smoothly into the great destruction of rosefinch, the man in his fifties arrived in front of the rosefinch totem sculpture.

Bowing to the totem sculpture and exhaling a long breath, the man in his fifties waves his arm to inject energy into the left eye of the rosefinch totem sculpture.

With the man's action, the door of the Zhuque dark hall opened, and then the man entered the Zhuque dark hall.

The rosefinch is in the dark hall, leaning against the wall. Qin Ming, who is dying, points to the person who comes in with a long sword, but he doesn't even have the strength to get up. He has come to the end of his life.

"Who are you?" After seeing Qin Ming, the man in his fifties fought with his sword. However, after noticing Qin Ming's state, the sword was withdrawn.

"Seven elders You are the seven elders. Here you are, Qin Ming, your subordinate In his heart, Qin Ming's sword fell to the ground.

"Why are you Qin Ming?" The man in his fifties separated Qin Ming's withered long hair. He was Qin Lingxiao, the seven elder of Zhuque family.

"Elder seven, I am Qin Ming!" Qin Ming's eyes shed tears. He has different feelings for Qin Chu and Qin Lingxiao, the seven elder. The appearance of Qin Chu makes him see hope. Seeing Qin Lingxiao is seeing his relatives. It's a kind of comfort for him to see them before they fall.

"How could that be?" Qin Lingxiao puts a lot of energy into Qin Ming's body. He can't accept the present situation. Qin Ming was a vigorous young man, but now he is in his old age.

"Elder seven, don't waste your energy. My subordinates should hurry up and tell you something." Qin Ming shakes his head. He knows what his situation is.

After calming down for a while, Qin Ming tells the story of the appearance of Qin Chu and Gongyu, and the appearance of the ghost of the five elders.

After listening to Qin Ming's words, Qin Lingxiao's eyes were full of shock, "do you mean five elders, let you call that person little Lord, call another woman adult?"

"Yes, the five elders have great respect for the woman, and they have high hopes for the young man. The little Lord is a divine realm, but he is very domineering. His name is Qin Chu." Qin Ming said.

"Although the Holy Family of rosefinch is declining, the character of the five elders is that they can't rub sand in their eyes. They are not qualified. They won't be recognized as the little Lord. They should be the outstanding descendants of the Holy Family of rosefinch. Besides, they are impure people and masters of the realm. Most people can't break through the Great Barrier of rosefinch destruction." Qin Lingxiao said.

"There's another message. The woman said that the little Lord is the one who can condense the virtual shadow totem of the golden rosefinch. The woman also knows that the people who can condense the virtual shadow totem of the golden rosefinch are the direct descendants of the holy rosefinch family, and they are the family rules set by the divine master." Qin Ming said to Qin Lingxiao.

"So that one knows us well, the golden rosefinch ghost totem, which even I can't do. This time, the birth of the rosefinch King market may also be because of him." Qin Lingxiao was shocked. If Qin Ming was right, the youth of early Qin had surpassed him in blood.

"The ghost of the five elders didn't disperse. They were still with the little Lord. One day the seven elders would see him." Qin Ming said.

"Why? Why don't they care about you, and why don't they take you away? " Qin Lingxiao squats down and reaches for Qin Ming.

"It's not that they didn't bring them. They came here half a year ago. They are hopeless. They refused their arrangement. They want to finish the last part of their life here. At the last moment of his life, he met the little Lord and the seven elders one after another. Qin Ming was very happy, and then he was on his way Qin Ming smile, smile with relaxation, with gratification, he left at ease.

Qin Lingxiao raised his head and roared. When he returned to the Zhuque holy King market, he saw the fall of his people, which made him feel very sad.

"Don't worry, let's go! The rosefinch saints will reappear in the world, which is the problem of the length of the world. This seat has been restored. Next, we will find people, clansmen and small masters. " Murmured in a low voice, Qin Lingxiao stretched out his hand and smoothed Qin Ming's smiling eyes.

After thinking for a while, Qin Lingxiao bowed to the sculpture in the dark hall, then frozen his Qin Ming and left Qin Ming in the rosefinch dark hall. If Qin Ming wants to guard the rosefinch dark hall, he will continue his will.After doing all this well, Qin Lingxiao left Zhuque holy King market. He was seriously injured in the past, which hurt the origin of his life. Recently he recovered well, and then he wandered in the Jianghu. In the following days, he wants to find out about the clan. In addition, he wants to find out about the little leader of the Zhuque Saint clan, Qin Chu. The five elders have decided. Although he didn't see them, he has to recognize them first. Whether they are qualified or not is also a matter after that.

On the Bank of a lake outside the eternal city, the early Qin Dynasty practiced his sword skills. He couldn't do his best in the coffin, but there was too much movement in the house of the God of war. So he took Zhenyuan to the outside of the eternal city.

With the waving of Qin's arms, sword Qi with special charm shot into the void, which was the Wuwei Zhuxian sword technique. All the sword marks were swift, with traces of heaven. Wuwei Zhuxian sword technique had been practiced by him.

All of a sudden, the sword Qi of the early Qin Dynasty has changed. It is no longer reincarnation, but destruction. After the destruction flies out, it disperses after a certain distance, and is drawn back to the body by the power of the soul of the early Qin Dynasty.

After more than a dozen swords were used, Qin Chu stopped. The use and recovery of destruction energy still put great pressure on him. As for the war of introverted destruction energy, Zhuxie sword still can't bear it.

"I can't afford it. It's a problem." Looking at Zhuxie sword, Qin Chu shook his head.

"When the subordinates enter the divine realm, they can carry it for a while." The sound of the sword spirit sounded in the Shenhai at the beginning of Qin Dynasty.