Chapter 1635: Glimpse of Heaven (2nd more monthly ticket)

The Dragon King ship is destroyed, and the son of Yunxue Tiangong falls.
The realm of cultivation seems to be making waves again.
The fifteen great immortal veins, including the sacred mountain of all monsters, all stare at the stars.
He is back!
Disappeared for forty years and returned.
In the starry sky, Xiao Wu raised her eyes, and she chuckled.
"Go to the temple!"
Jun Wushuang, Qin Ling, He Yun, Qin Yan'er... Too many people look up at the starry sky with different thoughts.
The vast sky of stars, the emperor fairy star realm.
Qin Xuan walked out of the void, he looked at the star.
His eyes changed slightly, like ripples.
Immediately, he stepped into the stars and appeared in front of the disappeared mountain.
"Someone is coming? No, it's magic power. She smashed the mountain by herself?"
Qin Xuan muttered softly, his eyes condensed slightly, "Don't let her wait for me!?"
"Nothing, causality is impermanent and unpredictable."
Qin Xuan took a deep breath, his brows furrowed.
Among them, what is not known to him.
His fingers shook slightly, and there was a faint red breath gathering in the emptiness, and a drop of blood and tears appeared on his fingertips.
Qin Xuan looked at this drop of blood and tears, as if seeing the endless grief in the blood and tears.
It also reflects on him, with thin lips like blades.
"After all, this is still the case. Everything has its own joys and sorrows. Who can make an exception?"
Qin Xuan whispered, he sealed the drop of blood and tears like jade, and hung it gently around his waist like a decoration.
His eyes flicked with a sense of sorrow, and his hands stood between the world.
For a hundred breaths, Qin Xuan never even moved.
Until, he opened his eyes, flirted with his white clothes, sitting crouched in the air.
He condensed his hands, and the void trembled suddenly.
On this star, above the sky, there seemed to be countless ways appearing.
Looking at that day, Qin Xuan condensed his fingers and shot out starlights, as if entering the infinite rule.
In the sky, there are billions of dazzling star maps.
He is deducing secrets, worrying about Mo Qinglian.
Such a catastrophe is probably a catastrophe.
Strands of heavenly secrets were shaking at Qin Xuan's fingertips Lingjue, as if a person was like a sea, and I wanted to find which drop of water would be my tear.
This is too difficult, even for Qin Xuan.
If he hadn't been well versed in the ages, he wouldn't know how much he had mastered, and he would be hard to find in this one.
It is almost one day and one night, on the stars, infinite ways, heavenly secrets, fate disappear.
At the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth, a smear of blood slowly shed.
His eyes were low, as if he had seen the fate of heaven after seeing those years.
But no one knew what he saw.
Qin Xuan looked down, "You..."
"Fine, in the old days in Jinling, I used the word "love and robbery". There are millions of catastrophes in the world, and only love and robbery are the most easy to kill."
"This is my robbery, and also yours!"
Qin Xuan slowly got up, the blood on the corner of his mouth quietly shuddered into nothingness.
He did not look for Mo Qinglian, turned and walked towards the stars.
Forty years, the secret realm of Xianyuan will be opened soon.
He should go back.
As for Mo Qinglian, he has his own fate, and he also has his own way to soothe it.
Others, catastrophe or pain.
He, Qin Changqing, will not refuse or fear it.
...
Qin Yan'er looked at the three emperors on the holy mountain of all monsters.
"Have the injuries of the three seniors recovered?" Qin Yaner whispered, staring at the top of the holy mountain.
"It's back to eight points!" The Emperor Xi slowly said, and he gave a wry smile, "It's really an immortal vein. Once you use real power, it will be so terrible!"
It's just two immortal princes, they are too careless, who would have thought that there are still two people in Fenglei Wanwu Sect, their strength is terrible!
Yu Xuan, Autumn and Winter, the strength of the two is by no means weaker than Ao Xuan and other holy monsters.
They swallowed immortal veins and achieved supremacy, and now they are accumulating more and more into the Mahayana middle-grade, even the high-grade immortal veins supreme may not be like them.
What's more, among these seven people, apart from being too pure and old-fashioned, their combat power is the weakest.
Queen Mother, Fighting Buddha, Demon Emperor Chi You, all of them can beat them.
But even so, the two of the seven faces were almost defeated.
Except for the Fighting Buddha, the Demon Emperor Chiyou, who once injured the two immortal Tianjiao points, did not even have the strength to hurt those two.
Forty years, she has returned to this point, and now she has returned to the Void Realm.
The power of Xianmai is indeed terrifying. Forty years of cultivation here is comparable to her four thousand years of hard cultivation.
"It is said in the cultivation world that the master has returned, but..." Qin Yan'er looked into the distance, expecting something.
The sacred mountain of all monsters, the seven sacred monsters were also silent for a long time.
When that mysterious plane entered here, the five sacred monsters were hit hard, but they have not recovered yet.
Moreover, this mystery is not the first on the immortal list.
Ao Xuan and Ping Tian Dasheng are located in the Ao Xuan Holy Mountain.
"Great Sage, this generation is really terrifying. The top ten of the immortal list, no, the strength of the top twenty will not be weaker than the immortal master immortal imprint, even if it moves... I am afraid it may not be able to Reverse the outcome."
Ao Xuan sighed, one of his eyes was hollow, injured by Zhang Xuanji, and he has not recovered yet.
"For thirty million years, the realm of cultivation has not been disturbed, and the waves are scouring the sand, naturally!"
"There are strong people in troubled times. You are a man of flourishing times, and so am I!"
Pingtian slowly said, "Now that the Lord of the Immortal Veins has fallen by three people, and it is also from one person, the 15 Immortal Veins are all about to move around, secretly lay out or click the chess pieces."
"Look at it. Compared with three hundred years ago, the Tianjiao in the immortal list now has a few people still there."
Ao Xuan sighed. Even the dragon and phoenix clan were born. A pure-blooded blue dragon with a lifespan of less than 300,000 years has now gone through three calamities and is ranked tenth in the immortal list.
In the Feng family, a fairy feather peacock was born and ranked third on the fairy list.
There are other immortal veins, such as the Cloud Changsheng of the Changsheng Xianzong, ranking fourth on the immortal list. The Heavenly Tribulation Son of Yuhua Immortal Palace... The Sword Sovereign Zhuxian from Shen Yao Mountain...
Tianjiao, there are too many, even the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain usually doesn't care about it.
But now suddenly discovered that a group of rising stars have actually come above them.
This is what Ao Hyun didn't even bother to think about in the past, but now he is defeated in front of him.
"My Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain, on the contrary, is weak. Compared with Zhang Xuanji and the others, they have never even used it!"
Ao Xuan furrowed her brows, her eyes were cold, "However, the little guy from the line of the Sacred Dragon appeared, but it may not be impossible to fight for it."
"Plus the demon lord..."
"Ao Xuan, don't have too much hope for him." Ping Tian suddenly said, "He probably came from the fairyland and reincarnated, but his strength may not be strong."
"In the fairy world, the stronger you are, the less you will fall into the realm of cultivation. Even if you are reincarnated, you will be reincarnated in the fairy world."
"In the history of the cultivation world, most of the immortals who can enter the cultivation world are the bottom existence in the immortal world."
"This is the case with the one I killed before. According to him, he is in the immortal realm, humble as an ant, and because of this, he does not hesitate to suffer heavy injuries, and he wants to return to the realm of cultivation after nine deaths, but he does not want to be in the immortal land."
The Great Sage Pingtian sighed softly, "But even so, he hurts me. I can't smooth it for millions of years."
At this moment, a dragon chant sounded.
A white dragon soared into the sky and landed, turning into a white-clothed youth, and said: "Holy demon, great sage, the demon master is back!"
When the sound fell, Ao Xuan stood up suddenly.
He is back! ?