Global Reincarnation: Beginning as the Prince of Heavy Eyes

Xia Changqing said indifferently, "Then the dog barks, let's see if you say another word, will I kill you!"

The ferocious murderous intent that permeates the past, present, and future, like thousands of monsters and beasts galloping, three thousand gods and demons came to the world and enveloped the young people of the ancient world.

All of a sudden, the young man who conquered the world was unable to utter a word as if his throat was choked by a big hand.

Under Xia Changqing's boundless murderous intent, he had already personally experienced the horror of his soul flying away, his body dying and his dao disappearing.

Xia Changqing looked away, and he walked straight to the gate of the Chaos Temple.

Young creatures over five hundred years old cannot enter this chaotic temple, and Xia Changqing is only less than 140 years old today.

Through the iron gate as huge as a mountain, Xia Changqing came to the inner hall of the Chaos Temple.

It is full of antiquity, and it is necessary to draw people into the hall of the temple like the mythical years. The space is grand and can accommodate all corners of the world, thousands of mountains and valleys.

Dozens of Immortal Talents who entered the Chaos Temple before Xia Changqing, with different expressions, crowded together and stood in front of a futon.

The futon was still vaguely stained with a little bit of crystal dust, lingering with immortal splendor, and there was some kind of supreme aura imprinted in the futon forever.

"Could it be the futon used by the fairy king Juqing who forged this chaotic temple in the past?"

Jun Hong guessed.

Xia Changqing strode forward.

Looking at Xia Changqing, who was wearing double pupils, with a peerless expression, standing beside him with a fierce aura, dozens of young Tianjiao who came from the inheritance of the immortal lineage, their faces were extremely fearful.

The Chaos Temple was forged by the Supreme Immortal King Juqing in the Emperor Luo Era, and it appeared every few epochs.

When it appears, another young creature will be selected as the successor to inherit the Great Way of the Immortal King in the Chaos Temple!

To become the descendant of this Chaos Temple, there is only one standard, and that is to have an unparalleled posture!

The arrival of a young creature with chaotic double pupils, in the eyes of dozens of young arrogances who inherited the celestial veins, is equivalent to a formidable enemy who takes away the supreme good fortune.

Xia Changqing looked at the futon calmly.

The eternal supreme aura imprinted inside the futon has an unimaginable aura of time, as if it has passed through the baptism of thousands of epochs.

It hasn't dissipated until today!

And that level of majesty reminded Xia Changqing of the battle of luck, inheriting the great luck of the Nine Immortal Kings, and seeing the Nine Immortal Kings.

You can't be wrong, the breath imprinted in the futon is exactly left by the immortal king Juqing who forged this chaotic temple.

Chapter 683;

"I heard that in the barren land, there was a man with double pupils decades ago, who was invincible in the world and defeated all kings.

The young generation of the barren lands who fought couldn't hold their heads up. Your Excellency must be the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty. "

In the Chaos Temple.

More than fifty young arrogances from various immortal lineages gathered together.

The one who spoke at this time was a young woman wearing a black and yellow Taoist robe and a lotus flower jade crown on her head.

Dressed as a Taoist nun.

She is elegant and refined, with a round face, and a particularly tall and attractive figure. A lotus flower print is shining between her eyebrows, which is very charming, and her eyes are locked outside Xia Changqing's body.

Xia Changqing heard the words, looked away from the futon in front of him, and glanced at the young Taoist nun who looked only in her early 20s.

Responding: "Xiangu Miozan, how do you know my origin?"

The nun smiled and explained: "I come from the Valley of Lost Souls."

There are five ancient immortal forbidden areas in the wasteland, that is, five immortal vein inheritances.

Immemorial Immortal Mausoleum, Yin-Yang Demon Lake, Forbidden Land of Reincarnation, Dark Land, and this Valley of Lost Souls.

Hearing that the nun came from Luohun Valley, Xia Changqing was not surprised.

The Immortal Realm is about to open, and the major immortal lineage inheritances in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Territories have been born one after another.

However, no matter how big the universe is, how many pairs of chaotic double pupils can be found?One is Xia Changqing and the other is Sister Chongtong, but one of them is a man and the other is a woman.

If Taoist nun Luohungu wanted to determine Xia Changqing's identity, she didn't need to guess at all, she could guess it with just one guess.

"In ancient legends, double pupils have the power to shatter everything in the world and open up myriad ways of chaos. I don't know if it's true or not."

The cold voice came from the mouth of a tall and black armored immortal.

Xia Changqing said with a calm smile: "Without these eyes, this Heavenly Emperor can still destroy everything in the world and suppress all disobedience in the world!"

In a single sentence, Xia Changqing revealed the aura that I am the emperor of heaven.

"Really, why didn't fellow Taoist come forward and give it a try? This futon contains the ultimate test to become the successor of this Chaos Temple.

If you pass this ultimate test, you can become the descendant of this chaotic temple and inherit the way of the immortal king in this chaotic temple. "

Another descendant of the immortal vein spoke, and said with a sneer.

"Don't you dare to be the Emperor of Heaven?"

Xia Changqing squinted at the descendant of the immortal vein.

The young Taoist nun in Luohun Valley shook her head and reminded: "Fellow Daoist, it's better to be more cautious.

The ultimate test in this futon is no small matter, it involves the body of the primordial spirit, the will, and the heart of will. Just now, a descendant of the immortal lineage has died on this futon. "

Xia Changqing's heart shuddered, has the descendant of the immortal lineage lost his soul on the futon?

Is this the ultimate test left by the fairy king Juqing who forged the Chaos Temple?

The ultimate test left by a fairy king, Juqing, also involves life and death. Even if Xia Changqing is arrogant and lawless, he has to be very energetic about it.

"Fellow Daoist is afraid, right? If you are afraid, leave as soon as possible."

The descendant of the Immortal Line who instigated Xia Changqing to sit on the futon sneered mockingly.

Xia Changqing sized up this person, his cultivation was only in the early stages of the Great Sacred Realm, and there was no true immortal blood flowing in his body, "You reminded me, hearing is believing, seeing is believing."

The descendant of the immortal vein is unknown, so everyone present stares wide-eyed.

"Go forward and try it, if you can pass this ultimate test, then you will be the descendant of this Chaos Temple.

If it doesn't work, I can also see how your soul is lost. "

Xia Changqing said.

The descendant of Xianmai was amused, "Why should I listen to you..."

"It's just because you don't have any skills, and you still talk nonsense!"

Xia Changqing pressed up with one hand covering the sky.

The huge black hand exudes the great terror of suppressing the ancient times!

Filled with the void, covering the four poles and enveloping the figure of the descendant of the immortal vein.

"Double pupils, you dare...to attack me! I am the descendant of the immortal lineage! Standing outside the temple is my guardian!"

The descendant of the Immortal Meridian turned pale with fright, and stood up to resist, but even if he had no way of doing anything, even with all kinds of means, he couldn't shake the crushing man who covered the sky with one hand!

There is a gap like a chasm in the realm, and Xia Changqing can go backwards!

With an absolute advantage in this realm, it was as easy for Xia Changqing to suppress a descendant of the Immortal Lineage at the beginning of the Great Saint Realm as trampling on an ant to death.

Seeing that they were going to be suppressed tragically, the descendant of Xianmai threw out the magic weapon of immortality in great horror.

"I am the descendant of the immortal vein, if you want to suppress me, you still..."

Xia Changqing sacrificed the purple gold gourd. The purple gold gourd, which rises in the wind, is as big as the purple gold mountain. When the air force spreads out, the magic weapon of the immortal way sacrificed by the descendant of the immortal vein will lose its color.

"How can it be like this?"

The descendant of Xianmai panicked completely, without the magic weapon of the immortal way, he could not resist Xia Changqing's suppression, and his body exploded into a large cloud of blood mist under the detention of the black hand that covered the sky.

Xia Changqing left behind the radiance of his primordial spirit, and asked: "Either sit on the futon, or you will be doomed directly. I will give you ten breaths, choose yourself."

"Don't...it's my fault, let's talk about it."

All the dead souls of the descendants of the immortal pulse admitted their mistake.

"One, two, three, four..." Xia Changqing counted unmoved, with a murderous look, there was no room for negotiation at all.

Witnessing Xia Changqing suppressing the descendant of the Immortal Bloodline in one round, he was horrified.

Without bursting out the power of double pupils, he suppressed a descendant of the immortal vein in one round. This invincible momentum of swallowing up the eternity deserves the sincere admiration of the dozens of immortal geniuses present.

"Eight, nine..."

The time of ten breaths will be over with a snap of the fingers.

The murderous intent emanating from Xia Changqing's body also pierced through the radiance of the primordial spirit of the Immortal Veined Tianjiao like a million fairy swords.

"I'll listen to you."

Xianmai Tianjiao confessed.

He didn't dare to gamble.

If Xia Changqing dared to suppress him, then it was possible, if he dared to obliterate him.

Rather than being directly wiped out, it's better to go all out and gamble. If he can pass the ultimate test in the futon, he can inherit the way of the Immortal King and become the heir of the Chaos Temple.

"Smart choice."

Xia Changqing dispersed and covered the sky with one hand.

The descendants of the immortal veins were able to reshape the physical body.

Seeing the futon shimmering with celestial brilliance, the descendant of Xianmai swallowed a big mouthful of foam and walked up.

The descendants of the Immortal Line standing in front of and behind the futon looked back at Xia Changqing.

"You can sit on it with confidence."

Xia Changqing's gaze was full of encouragement.

The descendant of the immortal vein;? ? ?

Let yourself jump into the fire pit, and encourage yourself?

"If I want to be able to inherit the Dao of the Immortal King, I have to say this bad breath!"

Firmly determined, the descendant of Xianmai sat on the futon.

His figure was shrouded in a ball of fairy light, and his body and soul were put into some kind of test, and outsiders couldn't get a glimpse of it.

It can be seen that the body of the descendant of the immortal vein, the primordial spirit, gradually collapsed.

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Chapter 684;

"Daoyou is majestic.

With one move, he suppressed the descendant of the immortal vein, and made him bow his head and obey his ears. He is so unparalleled in style, worthy of the words "unrivaled in all ages, invincible in the world". "

A young female Taoist nun in Luohun Valley, with a bright and bright smile.

A lotus imprint on the center of the brow stared at Xia Changqing gleamingly, and the admiration in his eyes couldn't be concealed.

"His cultivation is far inferior to mine, that's all."

Xia Changqing didn't explain too much, nor did he feel anything special.

Under the premise that the realm has an advantage, he still can't suppress the descendant of the immortal lineage in the early stage of the Great Saint Realm. Is he still qualified to prove longevity and arbitrarily judge the ages?

So, this move suppressed the ultimate brilliance of the descendants of the immortal veins. In the eyes of the dozens of immortals who were born here, it was inconceivable, overbearing and invincible.

But in Xia Changqing's eyes, it was just a trivial matter.

The double pupils flickered open and closed, Xia Changqing observed the descendant of the immortal lineage sitting on the futon with the pupil power of insight into the origin of everything in the world.

Sitting on the futon, the descendant of the immortal lineage went through a certain test, his body flickered from dark to bright, and his soul fluctuated up and down.

It's been about two days.

Sitting on the futon, the descendant of the Immortal Bloodline spewed endless glow from his eyes, mouth, ears, and nostrils one after another, screaming like blood from his seven orifices.

After a deafening scream, the descendant of the immortal vein sitting on the futon had his dao fruit shattered, his primordial spirit exploded, and his physical body disappeared into nothingness.