Xuanhuan: Simplify the exercises, and your breathing will become stronger!

Chapter Ninety-Nine The Name of Su Han, Legend of the Eastern Wilderness, You Are Finally Back….!!

Next second.

Su Han had just returned to his senses, but found a shadow and threw himself directly into his arms. Immediately, the person in his arms began to cry loudly.

“Brother Su, you have finally returned…”

Liu Qingqing hugged Su Han deadly, afraid that as soon as he let go, the other party would disappear. At this moment, she could no longer hold back, and she cried loudly, crying like a rain.

Su Han didn’t speak either, so he let Liu Qingqing hold him.

Liu Qingqing’s cultivation is enough to see how hard she has worked over the years, which is not just described by the word “effort”.

This is a desperate game, except for cultivation, there is only cultivation left. At this moment, Su Han’s eyes gushed with pain.

Thirty years ago, she was just a little girl struggling to become a core disciple, but now, she has become a lone elder.

This moment.

Everyone in the Qing Xuan Sect stood quietly in place without making any sound.

It was the first time they had seen Elder Liu, who was cold and cold on weekdays and refused to be thousands of miles away, and would actually show such a look, of course, only in front of this man, would he have this look.

Liu Qingqing hugged and let out a loud vent for a while.

She slowly let go and looked at Su Han, her eyes already red. Immediately, she reacted to herself in front of so many people. Suddenly, a trace of crimson flashed on her face and she left in a panic. She had never been so happy at this moment.

Mo Jing looked at Su Han, but also the emotions that were about to enter her heart were suppressed, she felt that her nose was also sour, she didn’t know why she wanted to cry, maybe she was happy………

Nie Xiaohan, who was standing behind Mo Jing, was also carefully looking at this young man who was doing his own work to turn the tide. He had also seen a lot of famous earthquake party Tianjiao in the Middle Imperial Domain, but… This man, let her feel, more mysterious and more powerful!

Su Han looked at the Qingxuan Sect people.

He was also ready to showdown his identity, after all, he had already appeared, and there was no need to hide behind his back. And this battle is also an important move for him in this East Desert chess game.

Next second.

He slowly took out a token and held it in his hand.

At this moment, all the people of the Qing Xuan Sect, after seeing this token, their expressions were shocked and their eyes widened. This token is the Qingxuan Sect Leader Token.

“Before Jiang Zhangmen left, he entrusted the Qing Xuanzong to me.”

Su Han’s voice spread throughout the Qing Xuan Sect.

At this moment, the elders and disciples of the Qingxuan Sect all looked up and looked at Su Han.

At this moment, in the crowd, a master named Li Shantang looked at Su Han and gradually lost his concentration.

In a trance, he remembered that decades ago, this young man was just a disciple of the Outer Gate who could only live on the Sect Gate every month.

He had once given him a year of mercy and let him go down the mountain. And now, just a few decades have passed.

Now, he had stood on top of the Eastern Wasteland, looking down on them, single-handedly saving the Qingxuan Sect and saving the Qingxuan Sect. The fact that the Qing Xuan Sect had a new leader like him was the luck of the Qing Xuan Sect.

At this moment, the Qing Xuan Sect people were stunned for a second.

Immediately, facing the man in the void, he bent down heavily.

“Congratulations.”

This sentence came from the hearts of all the people of the Qingxuan Sect, and it was their good fortune to have such a leader. The sound is like an ocean wave, reverberating between the mountains, slowly spreading towards the sky…

Even Nie Xiaohan, who was not a member of the Qingxuan Sect, unconsciously bent down and shouted a palm, and only after reacting did he blush.

For a moment, she even felt that if she was born in such a sect, it would also be a kind of luck and happiness. At this moment, Su Han was the head of the Qing Xuan Sect!

From a small Outer Gate disciple of the Qingxuan Sect to the head of the Qingxuan Sect, he only took thirty years. In fact, at first, Su Han did not intend to take over the Qing Xuanzong.

Because cultivating immortals, cultivating is their own strength, what is in charge, but it is a false name.

Even ten years ago, after the attack on the Thunder Yuan Alliance, Su Han did not make up his mind to take over the Qing Xuanzong.

Instead, in the past ten years, when he saw that these disciples and elders of the Qingxuan Sect had cultivated day and night, and had become stronger for the Sect Gate, and that the entire Sect Gate had all joined hands and twisted into a rope scene.

Su Han was slowly impressed, and slowly made up his mind………

This day.

A big event that completely shook the entire Eastern Wasteland!

The power behind the Qing Xuan Sect killed five Purple Houses in one person, forcing the entire Nine Xuan Alliance to retreat!

Moreover, that mysterious figure was the one who suppressed all the Heavenly Pride in the Eastern Wasteland thirty years ago, and was once known as the proud youth of the first day of the Eastern Wasteland!

He did not die in the secret treasure, not only did he return strongly, but he had already reached the level of strength that could kill the Purple House at will. The whole East Wasteland exploded completely!!

In a small town.

After Wang Fu’an left Xuandu City, he relied on his cultivation strength to become a “town guard” in this town. He learned of the great battle of the Qing Xuanzong Sect.

He learned that the mysterious power of the Qing Xuan Sect was the master brother he once worshipped.

He also learned that in just ten years, those disciples he had once looked down on had surpassed himself. That night he was very drunk and lay on the ground, his face sometimes mad, sometimes frightened, sometimes laughing. He thinks a lot.

There is regret, there is happiness, there is fear, there is envy…

If he hadn’t betrayed the Qing Xuan Sect in the first place, then whether he was in a different situation. Unfortunately, in this world, there are no ifs.

Only regret, only time for regret.

After waking up the next day, he also figured it out and prepared to be a down-to-earth “town guard” here. However, deep in his heart, he also wanted to see how far the Qing Xuanzong could go…

In some corners of the Eastern Wasteland, there were three old men who looked up at the sky and sighed.

The Umari Sect.

It is located in the northern part of the Eastern Wasteland, where the mountains are continuous and the rain is constant all year round.

The purple-black palaces, arranged in the mountains, look at it from a distance, giving people a strong sense of oppression. At this moment, above a mountain peak.

A woman in a black dress, looking at the sky, deep in the pupils, pan starting point fairy light. ps: Sick today, not in good shape, only two chapters.

Tomorrow four chapters are offered, supplement…