Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan's brows frowned quickly, because from the scream, he heard a familiar meaning.

The screaming person also surprised him.

It turned out to be Qin Duoer.

Qin Duoer is no longer as beautiful and pleasant as before, arrogant and overbearing.

At this time, she has disheveled hair, drooling at the corners of her mouth, her skin is blue and black, and green veins appear on it, like a winding snake, constantly wriggling.

Her clothes have been broken in many places, revealing her skin, but it is blue and black, as if burned by fire.

Especially her pair of eyes, the pupils disappeared completely, replaced by a mist of white mist, which is daunting.

On her body, clear water flows back and forth, tying her up sturdily, and just like that, she is still struggling constantly, almost drawing her body out of blood imprint.

Qin Sixing frowned and stood aside, and when he saw Yang Xuan falling, he walked over.

"What's the matter?" Yang Xuan looked at Qin Duoer, his face full of doubts.

"I don't know, when I came back, he was already like this, and he killed a few people." Qin Sixing's "clear and beautiful" face was covered with clouds, no longer the casual and indifferent.

At this moment, Qin Yueyin had just fallen, and Yang Xuan turned his attention to him.

Qin Yueyin sighed then said, explaining: "Senior Li, a few days ago, Duo'er returned from an outing and became like this. Killing several maids in a row is crazy, and the cultivation base is unfathomable. The enhancement of mystery, even I can hardly restrain her, but fortunately, Uncle Xing will return in time, otherwise, I really don’t know what to do."

Qin Yueyin sighed again and again, looking towards Qin Duoer His eyes were full of worries.

Qin Si Xing said: "Brother Li, you are pill concocting everyone. You should be proficient in medical science. Look, what's the situation?"

Yang Xuan went forward two times Just about to observe carefully, Qin Duo'er suddenly raised her head, her neck twisted and stretched in an instant, and her face was viciously biting towards Yang Xuan.

Qin Yueyin exclaimed: Be careful.

Yang Xuan didn't have a big surprise, he just stretched out his hand faintly and pressed a finger on Qin Duo'er's forehead.

In an instant, Qin Duoer let out a terrible scream that was definitely not a human, her neck retracted, she did not dare to bite any more, but stared at Yang Xuan insidiously, chi chi sounded in her mouth.

Yang Xuan's browse frowned is here.

At that moment, his divine sense had actually penetrated into Qin Duo'er's body, turning around in Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The chaos is a piece of chaos, through the pillar of heaven, the thick black chain that does not know where it extends.

Qin Duoer's symptoms are exactly the same as Chi Kong.

Yang Xuan looked at Qin Si Xing, Qin Si Xing was slightly nodded.

Apparently, he also thought of this.

Yang Xuan thought for a while, stepped forward again, and moved towards Qin Duoer's forehead and nodded.

He will search for Qin Duoer's Sea of ​​Consciousness again to see if Qin Duo'er's soul is still there.

Qin Duoer's face was full of madness, and she made a strange noise in her mouth, and she opened her mouth to bite.

But Yang Xuan didn't allow her to do this, flicks with the finger, Qin Duoer became honest.

Pointing a finger on the forehead, Yang Xuan's divine sense flooded into Qin Duoer's Sea of ​​Consciousness again.

It's still chaos. The black pillar of heaven is carved with inexplicable patterns, which looks very strange.

After a few turns of the black iron chain, one end rose up and sank into the chaos, not knowing where to lead.

Yang Xuan suddenly have a thought, I don’t know where to follow the iron chain?

Just do as he thinks, his divine sense flies up suddenly, clings to the iron chain, and flies away at an incredible speed.

There is always chaos in front of me. The iron chain that has submerged into the void stretches for an endless length. No matter how much his divine sense tracks it, he can't trace it to the end.

In desperation, he can only stop and look back.

But this time around, he was frightened and scared.

Because the black pillar that reaches the sky is behind him.

Could it be that he simply never left here?

He didn't give up, he flew the divine sense again, but this time, he looked back carefully.

On this look, he found it.

He thought he was flying away from here, but in fact, he didn't move at all, and the divine sense stayed there all the time. No wonder there was an endless feeling.

Without finding anything, he retired divine sense again.

The finger left Qin Duo'er's forehead, and Qin Si Xing approached slightly: "What did you find?"

"No, it looks like Lin Tongfang's." Yang Xuan shook his head.

Qin Sixing nodded, said: "It seems that I can only take her back."

After that, Yang Xuan handed Qin Yueyin to Qin Yueyin and asked about the situation.

He doesn't care about Qin Duo'er, but Qin Duo'er's symptoms are similar to Chi Kong. He wants to see if he can find clues in this regard.

However, Qin Yueyin was obviously also confused, and he didn't know that after Qin Duo'er came back, he didn't know.

"Where did she go?" Yang Xuan asked.

"I don't know." Qin Yueyin shook his head.

It seems that this line cannot be checked. Now I can only pin my hopes on the Tianqin clan, and see if I can find the missing souls of Chikong and Qin Duoer.

Several people were observing, the door rang, and Qin Bing and Qin Qi walked in together.

"Uncle Xing, ready." Qin Bing respectfully said, and then looked towards Yang Xuan, slightly nodded.

"Okay, let's leave tomorrow." Qin Sixing waved his hand, and said to Yang Xuan: "Brother Li, will you be okay tomorrow?"

"No problem!" Yang Xuan said.

That night, Yang Xuan didn't go back at all and lived here.

In the early morning of 2nd day, the entire group set off directly, boarded the flying warship of clansman, and stepped into the starry sky.

The journey to the Tianqin tribe is very far away. Even if it is a flying warship jumping, it takes a month to sail.

Fortunately, nothing happened all the way, 1 month later, flying warship entered the Lyra Star Domain smoothly.

The place where Qin Si Xing is going is where Tian Qin Imperial Family is located.

After a little explanation, Yang Xuan has basically understood the composition of the Tianqin tribe.

To put it simply, in the Tianqin tribe, all those whose surname is Qin are the Imperial Family. They are expert at birth and enjoy a variety of high-quality resources. And the second class is to use the sound as the surname, even a nobleman can enjoy high-quality resources, but it is a bit worse than the Imperial Family.

The rest are other surnames, and they are all civilians.

In addition to the imperial family being born, common people can also be promoted to nobles, and given the surname as the sound, it can be regarded as ascending to the skies with a single leap.

Qin Si Xing is the Imperial Family himself. I came back this time to find my teacher, the hermit in the Imperial Family of Tian Qin.

Later, Yang Xuan learned the hermit's name from Qin Sixing: Qin Xuanqing.

Qin Xuanqing?

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed a little, didn't Xiao Qi just ask him to send a message to this Qin Xuanqing that day? Is it the same person?

The flying warship landed on a huge and beautiful planet.

This is Qin Xuanqing's dojo.

The entire group walked to the foot of a high mountain, and the green stone platform snaked up straight into the sky.

At the foot of the mountain, several beautiful clansman clansman seem to have been waiting for everyone to come.

"Can the teacher be here?" Qin Sixing asked politely.

One person replied: "Martial Uncle, the teacher is waiting for you."

Qin Sixing is slightly nodded, and doesn't speak any more, just picks up Yang Xuan with Yang Xuan.

The mountain breeze roared, and Qin Sixing led everyone after passing through a huge complex of buildings built on the mountain, but did not stop, and still went up.

Up to the top of the mountain, Yang Xuan saw an ordinary thatched house.

Before the thatched house, there is a shallow pond.

Beside the pond, an old man in a white robe is leaning halfway on the rock and is fishing.