Chapter 1863: The catastrophe comes (seven more to make up 5 for monthly ticket)

Time flies, and it will be seven years.
In front of a secret realm, many first-class clansmen, Mahayana Supreme, over ten thousand people.
The First-Rank Sect, the Supreme Immortal Vessel, appeared here, waiting for this secret to open.
A figure walking with two guns on his back, with a delicate face, but calm and restrained.
"The thirteenth reincarnation is going to be Mahayana again!"
"This time out of the secret realm, the fourteenth life can be opened!"
The young man spoke, and some people had already noticed the incoming person. Immediately, the countenances of the Immortal Vessel Supreme and the Mahayana Supreme were shocked, and their eyes gathered on this young man.
Qingdi Hall, Heavenly Emperor Qin Hao!
In the realm of comprehension, on the border, a woman is holding a big bow with arrows glowing like rain. Every time she draws the bow, she shakes out a large area of ​​beasts, like cutting grass and mustard.
Jun Wushuang looked at the wild beasts that had fallen.
She is here to undertake the mission of Zhenhuang, Zhenhuang, etc., to guard the border shortage.
The nine immortal veins disappeared, and some existence outside the border was about to move.
The name of Zhenwu Immortal Venerable is already a nightmare for those creatures outside the border and wilderness.
In the past seven years, thousands of Mahayana creatures have fallen under her hands, and many of them are comparable to the Mahayana pinnacles.
In the Xianchan Buddhist Temple, there is a woman like a Bodhisattva, looking at the many Buddhist and Taoist disciples, spitting out golden lotus, explaining scriptures.
Xiao Wu clasped his hands together, like a Bodhisattva, who has the name of the Buddha of Dust, in the Mahayana Pure Land, the Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple has long been famous.
Every year, she enlightened one hundred thousand mortals to enter the Buddha, walked in the star dome, explained the scriptures and explained the Mahayana Buddha once a year.
In the Palace of the Qing Emperor, Mo Qinglian sat down on Qinglian because of Taoism and Demon spirits.
She who destroyed trillions of living beings at the beginning, has now resolved all the demons.
Enter the Tao with the devil, and fellow practitioners of the devil.
Not only that, in the past seven years, she has traveled through time, calming natural disasters, cultivating morality, and transcending sentient beings, as if she was in the past trillions of crimes of killing evil.
On the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons, a woman stands holding a purple whip.
There was a vague suffocation in her eyes, coldness, and more warfare.
"Ao Xuan, fight with me!"
The voice sounded, and the saint demon in the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain looked helpless.
Long Yin rises, the war breaks out, and they attack each other.
He Yun traveled all the way from the Palace of the Qing Emperor, to the Immortal Sect of Longevity, and to the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons. This was the third greatest immortal vein she challenged, to fight for her way.
Outside the realm of cultivation, the Buddha of Fighting Zhan sank into the depths of the realm of cultivation, and seemed to be walking toward other realms of cultivation, such as China in the past, walking for thousands of miles.
He is a walker and will not stay on one side. In other cultivation worlds, he is also known for fighting.
In a city, a young man, full of humiliation, knelt under the hoof of a wealthy family to protect his sister.
On the side, there was a man walking with a sword in his pocket.
In an instant, the sword came out, dividing this city into two.
Xu Zining took off the hat and smiled faintly.
"Would you like to worship me as a teacher!?"
In that young man's face and panic, Xu Zining reported to his family.
First in the immortal list, worry-free immortal respect, Xu Zining!
There are also swordsmen, the sword breaks the sky and enters the fairyland.
From then on, in the realm of cultivation, there is one less sword master, but in the Supreme Sword Tomb, there will be a new sword master born.
There is also a green bull who occasionally enters the first-rank sect, eats and drinks secretly, and then is chased and killed in the star dome.
There are women, who cultivated a clan of demon blood, and inherited humanities and virtues.
But among the seven-rank stars in the cultivation world, Qin Xuan sat quietly in the forest.
In the past seven years, he had left behind some imperial thoughts, which had already allowed him to reach the peak of Mahayana.
The robbery is faintly approaching, but Qin Xuan is not in a hurry.
Beside him, Shi Ling was also sitting.
She didn't drink tea, looking at the small town down the mountain.
There is a virtuous and virtuous woman who drove a teahouse with six or seven-year-old children beside her.
In the past, Li Hongchen found his former lover, but that day happened to be the day of the woman's wedding.
Qin Xuan said softly: "I said that reincarnation is different from reincarnation!"
"Reincarnation, the soul can be preserved by a secret method!"
"And reincarnation, it is completely involved, part of the soul does not know where the origin, part of the soul is combined with other origins, and then reincarnated as a person."
He looked at Li Hongchen who was in the teahouse for seven years, every day, drinking tea in the teahouse until the curtain ended.
On the day of the wedding, he did not disturb him, looking at the once-alike appearance, but he was the wife of another man.
Li Hongchen waited for millions of years, but at the last moment, gave up.
"It's just a coward!"
Shi Ling couldn't help but snorted, she looked at Li Hongchen who was drinking tea in the teahouse.
"On that day, he should take her away, seal up other memories, and unlock the original memory."
But in the end, Li Hongchen couldn't bear to do it. She wanted to do it, but was stopped by Li Hongchen.
"You are not him, how can you know him?"
Qin Xuan smiled softly, and he slowly got up, "It's okay to let him give up, otherwise, wouldn't you have been with you for a million years!?"
When the sound fell, Qin Xuan stepped into the air and disappeared into this world.
Shi Ling's expression suddenly changed. She looked at the empty teacup and snorted: "I want you to talk more!"
...
Outside of this realm of cultivation, Qin Xuan quietly looked at the world.
He raised his head, the light in his eyes moved slightly, and in an instant, the sky trembled, and thunderclouds condensed, spreading for thousands of miles.
His Tribulation of the Qing Emperor, the Heaven Tribulation of the Qing Emperor.
Three calamities and nine calamities!
Qin Xuan quietly watched this heavenly calamity, three calamities and nine calamities, but he stayed in the cultivation world for ninety thousand years. Between one calamity and one calamity, he could suppress the calamity and wait for the next one.
However, for every tens of thousands of years, the power of Heavenly Tribulation will more than double for the cultivator.
Ordinary Mahayana Supreme, even the Heavenly Tribulation may not be able to survive, let alone face the doubled Heavenly Tribulation?
It is the immortal veins that can stay in the realm of cultivation for a long time, and suppress the tribulation of heaven.
Those who are strong in crossing the tribulation realm have long been able to survive the tribulation, even if it is multiplied by several times, they are not afraid, so they stayed late and suppressed the immortal pulse.
There will be three calamities and nine calamities without interruption.
Qin Xuan looked at the thundercloud for thousands of miles, and suddenly, his palm slowly came out.
Twelve tactics of evergreen, master the universe!
In an instant, tens of thousands of miles in the sky of stars, at this moment, as if he was held in a palm.
Qin Xuan looked at the black in his palm, hiding the endless heavenly tribulation thundercloud beads, and swallowed directly into his mouth.
The next moment, his body shuddered slightly, and thousands of thunders burst out under his skin.
After about a hundred breaths, Qin Xuan shook his head slightly.
The body shook, the immortal gods moved, and the power of the three plagues was scattered in the starry sky before the three plagues were approaching.
Heavenly Tribulation! ?
For others, it was a catastrophe, but unfortunately, for him, Qin Changqing.
negligible!
Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, and in vaguely, a mark fell in front of him, and he casually received it.
The immortal gods in the body, the chaotic mana, faintly began to produce qualitative changes, and gradually transformed into the immortal.
Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, he turned around and continued to walk towards Xingqiong.
"Before entering the fairyland, let's take a look again!"
"Presumably, they will scold me!"
"Just scold it!"
The faint laughter dissipated in this star dome.
No one knows, Qingdi has become a fairy ####
[The seventh is more, add chapter 4.5! 】