Chapter 1750: Blood path

Thunder Ruozhu, smashed down again.
This time, Qin Xuan's body sank a single point.
He moved, moving his fist slowly, like a sea of ​​ink.
Fighting nine styles, the disaster of heaven!
With a punch, the blood thunder broke apart, and was abruptly shattered and penetrated.
A wave of waves appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes, "Heaven's punishment of blood thunder, it's hard to shake my body!"
"Trillions of blood, it's hard to move my soul!"
"This is God's punishment!?"
The corner of Qin Xuan's mouth was slightly raised, and within his body, the immortal divine vitality, the eternal green body, and the many scars healed almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Runes spread from the heart.
Twelve tactics of evergreen, immortal body!
In the shaking eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan stepped on his feet and rose into the air.
White hair is like snow, and fierce dance.
Qin Xuan went straight to the blood-colored thundercloud, as if he had been provoked.
In the vast thundercloud, suddenly, a full number of thunder bursts.
Every thunderbolt is extremely terrifying, no weaker than the full blow of the Mahayana Peak Immortal Vessel Supreme.
boom!
A faint light flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, looking at the world.
Twelve tactics of evergreen, master the universe!
The entire void, the dozen blood thunders, was held in the palm of Qin Xuan at this moment.
The endless thunder was shining, trying to break this space principle, and even thunder light overflowed all around.
Qin Xuan's palm shook, the universe in his palm was completely transformed into nothingness, and the blood thunder was annihilated in it.
Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped on again, and the thundercloud walked.
Like a thundercloud of blood, it spins crazily until, from it, endless resentment emerges.
Every face, everyone, is full of grievances.
"Trillions of creatures, trillions of grievances!"
"Killing evil!"
The Seven Supremes, Zhenhuang, all took a breath.
This is the form of heaven's punishment, and it contains heaven's way, and it is inevitable to avoid it.
Trillions of creatures, how many, like if the entire sky is covered.
Qin Xuan faced the trillions of resentful souls, his eyes calmed down by the punishment of heaven.
"What about trillions of grievances? There are more than a trillion grievances in a moment of rebirth!"
"If you want to bury me with these trillions of resentment? That's a joke!"
His voice was dull, but the madness in it was as shocking as the sky.
Trillions of grieving souls, how terrible is the punishment of heaven?
Qin Xuan was so arrogant that he even dismissed it.
The trillions of creatures seemed to be furious at this moment. Some creatures had already rushed down, and some, like a mortal, held a hatchet to chop down and passed Qin Xuan's body.
A faint bloodstain appeared on Qin Xuan.
This calamity cannot be broken by force, it is the punishment of heaven, and it can only be sustained.
God's punishment is the most terrible!
Even with the power of the sky, it is difficult to break this calamity.
The resentful soul slashed down, like if the flesh and blood were torn apart, the pain of the muscles and bones was more like a heart-piercing wound.
The first resentment fell, and then followed, it was the shadow in the sky.
It seemed like a vast river of blood, at this moment, all of them passed Qin Xuan's body.
Everyone's color entered Qin Xuan's body, and appeared behind Qin Xuan. The resentment of the soul had disappeared. These resentments were all turned into weapons and fell into Qin Xuan's heart.
In the ears, if there are endless resentful souls crying, they will suddenly suffer disaster and die here.
A life of hardship, but was buried in Mo Qinglian's thoughts.
What a hate, what a grudge!
At this moment, Qin Xuan felt like he was in a sea of ​​resentment and a river of hatred, and every bit of resentment came into his heart.
In a full stick of incense, the vast sea of ​​blood passed Qin Xuan's body.
Trillions of creatures have passed Qin Xuan's body.
At this moment, in Qin Xuan's eyes, if there is haziness, he is trapped in chaos.
Knowing the sea, he looked at the endless resentment, the endless resentment.
Trillions of creatures are almost covered with his knowledge of the sea.
The terrifying faces were all transformed by resentment.
"Regardless of resentment, I, Qin Changqing..."
Qin Xuan held his hand and looked at the trillions of innocent creatures.
"One person will inherit it!"
Trillions of grievances were counted into Qin Xuan's spiritual thoughts at this moment.
There seems to be cracks in the Palace of the Qing Emperor.
"Qin Changqing, the death of a trillion people, you alone will never pay for it!"
"You don't enter reincarnation, whoever enters reincarnation, you don't die, who die!?"
"How innocent I am, you have no mercy?"
Many voices buzzed into his ears, and Qin Xuan's eyes were still silent.
He bears the resentment of trillions of creatures, and in the end, he never expelled the least bit of resentment.
As it says, one can bear it.
No one knew what Qin Xuan was enduring at this moment.
Only knowing that the next moment, under the blood cloud, his eyes have regained clarity.
At this moment, those eyes seemed to be the same.
He stepped again, straight to the blood cloud.
Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "Heaven's punishment, that's all?"
He quietly looked at the endless blood cloud. At this moment, the endless blood cloud became a whirlpool, from which he slowly opened a pair of giant reincarnation eyes.
Among them, there seems to be endless reincarnation.
From it, countless chains pierced through, and in an instant, it almost pierced Qin Xuan's body and bones, imprisoning him in the starry sky.
The blood dripped down the chain.
Samsara lock, the power of Samsara!
Qin Xuan Ruuo hadn't noticed, he stepped forward slowly, chained as if walking through the flesh.
Qin Hao, Jun Wushuang, Xiao Wu, He Yun, and Mo Qinglian were all in tears at this moment.
They looked at that scene, cutting through thousands of swords, and it was not as good as before.
Qin Xuan became more calm, and everyone felt more painful at this moment.
As far as I can see, it is almost mad.
At this moment, Qin Hao finally felt how ridiculous the hardship he had endured.
"dad!"
Qin Hao's voice was hoarse, he looked at Qin Xuan.
He wanted to ask the last sentence, is it hurt?
He wanted to take a step forward and inherit it.
But Qin Hao knew in his heart that if it were him, he would have been buried.
Trillions of resentment, penetrate the flesh...
At this moment, Qin Hao completely repented, his father, how arrogant and unparalleled!
At this moment, the two great Buddha masters, the seven supreme ones, are almost terrified.
What kind of ideas can we get here.
Even if they had seen Qin Xuan exterminate the wind and thunder and punish the immortal veins, it was not as shocking as the scene before them.
This is the Azure Emperor! ?
This is the Azure Emperor!
Blood, dripping in the starry sky, like a blood path.
Qin Xuan moved forward slowly, facing the eye of reincarnation.
"Reincarnation is not enough to bury me!"
He slowly said, there was also a hoarse and trembling in his voice.
This kind of trembling is the involuntary tremor of the Everlasting Body with every pain.
Can't control it!
Until, he dyed the red reincarnation lock, walked through this starry sky, and finally stepped into the giant eye of reincarnation.
In the reincarnation, a figure slowly walked out, it was this Fang Tiandao will.
"Trillions of blood sins, heaven's punishment is here, you, why not rush into reincarnation, do not have to bear this pain."
The sound of heaven is as if it is in your heart.
Qin Xuan looked at Dao Will that day, his eyes calm.
"I can't die yet!"
Qin Xuan stood quietly, the blood trail behind him was shocking.
He stood in this endless cloud of blood, "This is God's punishment..."
Qin Xuan smiled faintly, as if his face was nothing.
"It's just that!"