Chapter 32 Red-blooded Dragon halberd

Qin Hao walked a few meters above the ring with his sword and swept through every inch of his spirit. Nothing and nothing was found.

"Qingcheng, where are you practicing and how do you know so much!" Looking at the beautiful woman's delicate body and snow-white and delicate pink neck, Qin Hao asked.

"Kyugong Mountain!" Yan Qingcheng must answer questions. Maybe he saw that Qin Hao knew too little and made up for common sense.

"I haven't heard of it!" Qin Hao shook his head.

Yan Qingcheng frowned gently. Although this little boy is amazingly talented, it is really a headache. What should I do if I really want to marry him in the future?

"Nine Palace Mountain is millions of miles away from here. Of course, you haven't heard of it. It can only be reached with the help of the ancient transmission array!" Yan Qingcheng endured his patience and explained patiently.

Qin Hao thought, tens of thousands of miles away, the world is really wide, and there is also a transmission array, which seems to be the same as the space channel.

While thinking, the front ring was as uneven as a sand dunes. The two looked at each other and rushed forward at speed. Qin Hao was in mid-air and waved his right hand. The wind swept the fierce tornado across the place, revealing the dark ring.

The things that exist under the ring have long been rotten, blown, turned into powder, and completely disappeared.

"It's all good things you have done!" Yan Qingcheng stared at Qin Hao, and perhaps some clues can be seen from these things.

Qin Hao stared back. This concubine really didn't look like a concubine, but Qin Hao did not give up. His hands rotated, forming a more violent wind, stirring the dust of the ring, like a group of demons dancing.

But from the bottom of his heart, Qin Hao is sneering and letting you show off. You don't have your share to find good things!

Similarly, Yan Qingcheng found that Qin Hao intended to do it, but there was nothing he could do. Only this little child had this book. It was impossible for her to clean up the dust.

Qin Hao moved quickly and rolled up the dust, just like a fierce beast surging in the sand.

Bang!

With a metal crisp sound, Qin Hao immediately rushed over and picked it up. Yan Qingcheng quickly appeared in front of him with a dust escape charm, with a cold face and asked, "What!"

Qin Hao glanced and ignored that he continued to climb the ring like a desert beast.

The longer, the more things Qin Hao picked up, and Yan Qingcheng became more anxious. Finally, he sacrificed a green and Mengmeng flying sword, which stimulated it, and the wind rolled and tossed.

For three consecutive days, this area was full of ring. Qin Hao did not rest for a while. When he was tired, he swallowed a bottle of elixir to satisfy his hunger, and then roared repeatedly, and the dragon spirit tiger continued to search fiercely.

Yan Qingcheng admires and hates Qin Hao. This little boy is not big and has a lot of ghost eyes. He teased her several times, flirted with her, and even manipulated.

Qin Hao is snickering, and what is left on the ring are fragments of weapons. The owners of these weapons are geniuses from all walks of life. As time goes by, sharp and precious weapons will also corrode, leaving rare strange stones.

But they are all the best food for stone tablets!

Turning to the last ring, Yan Qingcheng wanted to give up. He continued this action for nearly 20 days and was about to vomit. Why did the little boy smile and enjoy it?

"Qingcheng, this part will be given to you in the end. I'll have a rest!" After so many days of getting along, Qin Hao understood the temperament of this concubine and asked each other.

"I don't want you to send it. If you have the ability to go, everything you get is yours!" Yan Qingcheng snorted coldly, stood aside, took the elixir to replenish his aura, and didn't want to move.

"Don't go back on your word!" Qin Hao's words were exciting.

"Get out!" Yan Qingcheng stared, and Qin Hao quickly rushed into the ring and blew up the dust on it to look for what was left behind.

Looking at Qin Hao's busy work as a gopher, Yan Qingcheng muttered in his heart, what if he finds good things with the little color embryo? No, he has to keep up and have a look!

He was busy for a long time and got nothing. Qin Hao was a little angry, but he still insisted on finding it and swept by crazily. The dust rolled over. Qin Hao began to observe the following spirit.

All of a time!

A thing caught Qin Hao's attention!

This is a painting halberd, two feet long, as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and as red as blood.

"Qin Hao, she belongs to me!" Yan Qingcheng didn't know when he appeared beside Qin Hao and reminded him that he rushed to the painting halberd.

"Look for death!" Qin Hao was angry. This woman really thought she was a treasure. She wanted to get mixed up when she saw anything good. She clearly said that everything she found was him, but she still rushed up and robbed him.

Qin Hao ran the rune, and his immortal breath rippled, sweeping the dust. Like a ghost, he rushed forward and hugged the painting halberd. At this time, Yan Qingcheng also grabbed the painting halberd and glared at Qin Hao.

" Let go of it, this weapon is not suitable for you!" Qin Hao dissuaded, and the halberd shook hands like a mountain. There were mysterious and simple lines on the halberd pole, which were held in his hand. The fierce and belligerent breath poured into his body, and his whole body became warlike.

"I won't let it go, I caught it first!" Yan Qingcheng stared and played a scoundrel.

Qin Hao has a headache. The painting halberd is the only complete weapon he has seen so far. From the endless years to now, it has not been corroded. It must not be ordinary. Yan Qingcheng just understands that it is not ordinary, so he got mixed up.

"That's what you said!" Qin Hao became angry and held the painting halberd in his hands, like a mountain wrestler, and waved it.

Yan Qingcheng's ability to draw the tail end of the halberd was manipulated by Qin Hao. He slipped out and fell out. In the air, he sacrificed a green flying sword, turned into a huge sword, and split down to Qin Hao angrily.

It seems that if you don't cut Qin Hao off, you won't stop!

"Ugly woman, you dare to provoke me, I will not let you go!" Qin Hao carried the painting halberd, resisted the flying sword, and shouted.

"Thief, the ring is your burial place!" Yan Qingcheng's eyes were cold and burst into cold light. He pinched his sword finger, and the flying sword drew a shadow all over the sky, covering Qin Hao.

"Wait for me to catch you, take your clothes and tie them up!" Qin Hao waved the halberd, and the wind and thunder were like the ancient god of war possession. His combat power soared, fierce and domineering, and his strength was fierce. Every time he collided with the flying sword, it made Yan Qing's head about to crack.

"Ugly woman, I can't help it, I smash your flying sword!" Qin Hao felt that the painting halberd had lost its divine power in the endless years, otherwise a spiritual weapon would be ground into powder under one blow.

Yan Qingcheng's eyes are extremely cold. As a disciple of Jiugong Mountain, he must not be defeated by this guy.

took off the sword, pasted the flying charm, suspended in the air, and coldly scolded, "Qin Hao, let you see my strength today!"

"Qingcheng, you can use it if you have any ability. Your father-in-law likes to see your angry little appearance!" Qin Hao's fighting power was turbulent, and he also floated into the air, carrying a painting halberd several times high and flirting with him leisurely.

Yan Qingcheng snorted coldly, ran his aura, drew a nine palaces in front of his chest, led the nine palaces into his body, and then disappeared in front of Qin Hao.

"This is not a simple stealth!" Qin Hao carried out a spiritual observation, but did not find that this woman really has something magical. This spell is estimated to kill immortals at the same level.

Fiercely, Qin Hao's head was aered. Looking up, a huge nine palaces rotated down from the sky to suppress him, while Yan Qingcheng held a golden body, and the hilt of the sword was engraved with the logo of the nine palaces and assassinated.

Suppress, assassinate, in one go, but the person you face is neither an immortal or a physical cultivater.

Qin Hao fell quickly, fell to the ground, raised the painting halberd, and crashed into the nine palace pattern.

The painting halberd collided with the nine palaces.

Qin Hao only felt trembling all over, his muscles were broken, his bones collapsed, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaking.

Roar!

Qin Hao roared, and hundreds of thousands of immortal runes ran to the limit. He repaired his body in an instant. The soles of his feet stared and rose to the sky. The nine palace patterns were broken, and the corners of Yan Qingcheng's mouth bled and flew out.

"Go to hell!" Qin Hao waved the painting halberd, bullied him, and smashed the painting halberd fiercely.

Yan Qingcheng is unwilling. Why is this bastard so strong that he broke the nine palace map by brute force? It's really weird.

However, under the fierce blow of the halberd, Yan Qingcheng had no extra time to think about it. The golden flying sword magnified several times and circled to Qin Hao's back.

But Qin Hao sneered, sacrificing the heavenly fire beads, emitting waves and flames, entangled with the flying sword, and the painting halberd still fell down.

"Is it so dead!" Looking at the sharp blade of the halberd, Yan Qingcheng's mind was blank.

"You are my concubine. I won't kill you, but the lesson is inevitable!" Qin Hao put away the halberd, rushed forward, hugged Yan Qingcheng with his arms, threw it on the ring, and fought together.

Although Yan Qingcheng is a immortal cultivation, Qin Hao, who is stronger than a physical cultivation, just held him and turned around a few times, and was groped up and down by Qin Hao.

Yan Qingcheng's angry scream turned into * Xu, and his pink fists weakly hit Qin Hao and shouted, "Qin Hao, you son of a bitch, let go of me, let go of me!"

" Let go of you, how can I let you go!" Qin Hao snorted coldly and turned Yan Qingcheng over.

Papa...

He fought on his straight round buttocks and shouted, "I told you to grab things with my father-in-law, I asked you to fight with my father-in-law, and I told you to be arrogant and domineering..."

"Ah, you are a dog, why did you bite me!" Qin Hao only felt a pain in his thigh, but it was Yan Qingcheng who bit him hard.

Qin Hao turned up Yan Qingcheng and was stunned!

It's so beautiful that the veil fell in the fight, revealing the face of the country.

The bright eyes are like a clear spring, dotted with tears next to it, the nose is upturned and cute, the red lips are not touching but red, and the skin is like gel, delicate and smooth. Between the laughter, there is infinite charm, which makes people intoxicated.

The pink and white neck, atmospheric and lovely ears, such as waterfall black hair, beautiful face, all of which made Qin Hao intoxicated.

What a peerless figure, what a beautiful woman.

Qin Hao's hand has infinite power, and no matter how hard he struggles, it will not help.

Yan Qingcheng stood up, surrounded the veil, and said coldly, "Nothing happened between us. If you dare to talk nonsense, no matter where you escape, I will kill you!"

Qin Hao touched his face and was speechless. Hey, this slap was really in vain. Depressed!