Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Chapter 1751: Robbery

Faint words, Ruuo made that touch of heavenly will furious.

How dare a mere mortal provoke the sky.

Qin Xuan looked indifferent, "You are just a touch of will in charge of the rules, and you are not within the rules."

"What about anger? The rules are difficult to bury me, relying on you?"

Qin Xuan's pair of blood pupils calmed, "What about it?"

"How dare you!" Tiandao will be furious, and he is in charge of this square star sky, deciding the life and death of countless creatures.

Qin Xuan dared to be so dismissive of him.

What made Tiandao's will more shocking, as if Qin Xuan knew Tiandao very well.

How can the creatures of the cultivation world know the sky?

Mo Yan is the realm of cultivation, even the immortal of the fairyland, and he may not know the way of heaven.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, he sat quietly in this giant eye of reincarnation, running the Everlasting Art.

The next moment, the blood-colored thundercloud vortex was madly spinning in Qin Xuan's body, and even surged into Qin Xuan's body.

Thousands of miles of thunderclouds seemed to be swallowed by Qin Xuan.

This scene shocked Dao Will's eyes that day.

The light in his eyes kept flickering, "Heaven's punishment Thundercloud, do you want to use it for body training? Ridiculous!"

"You really don't know how to die!?"

The Will of Heaven looked down at Qin Xuan. He had transformed the Will of Heaven for tens of billions of years, but no one had surprised him so much.

This person is not afraid of being punished face to face, and trillions of creatures resent and punish their hearts, but they can still survive.

The lock of reincarnation never destroys his body.

Now, even to swallow the punishment Leiyun this day! ?

Among them, the blood thunder, how terrifying, is by no means weaker than the three calamities and nine calamities of crossing the tribulation realm.

Qin Xuan slowly closed his eyes, he used the eternal evergreen tactic to repair the palace of the eternal eternal green body.

He seemed to have recovered, the immortal essence in his body was still there, and the chaotic mana had not been damaged much.

The most terrifying punishment of heaven is not its power, but its method of destroying the soul.

But how could he shake Qin Changqing with such a resentment, such a heartbreaking soul.

He has gone through many catastrophes, and he has also faced the punishment of heaven. Compared to the punishment of the heavenly earth, the punishment of the heavenly platform, the punishment of the heavens in the cultivation world, how weak.

There is a lack of heaven, and it is not perfect.

All beings have a ray of vitality, even if it is the punishment of heaven, the absolute power cannot be moved, and the living beings can be destroyed.

This is the rule, and it has been so since the beginning.

Even if it is above the immortal soil, in the Heavenly Dao Platform, what can the Supreme Heavenly Dao do?

At Qin Xuan's Mahayana low-grade realm, Heaven's Punishment is no more terrifying, and its power is definitely not as good as knocking at the court.

These heavenly wills are all in the rules. They have the power to control the rules and repair the rules, but they must not destroy any creature for their own sake.

However, this is still relatively speaking, this level of punishment is enough to destroy everything, the Lord of the Immortal Vessels, I am afraid that his heart will be destroyed by his soul.

Qin Changqing is the only one who has an eternal immortal heart, trillions of dollars to kill evil, what should he do?

Mayfly shakes the tree!

The immortal heart of the ages has a solid aspiration, the way of heaven is hard to destroy, and the punishment is hard to destroy.

Qin Xuan ignored the so-called Heavenly Way, Heavenly Tribulation, and Heavenly Punishment, he had never paid attention to it.

Comparing to the God's punishment that left a touch of vitality, human calamity was terrible.

Looking at the past and present, how many people can there be under the punishment? How many lives have been destroyed by the tribulation.

Compared with the life and death struggles in the cultivation world, a single step is life and death. There are endless creatures in the cultivation world, but how many people can't even go to the Mahayana and die in the fight against others.

For a hundred years, tens of millions of people have entered the Mahayana Crossing Tribulation, but there are trillions of them, buried in the tribulation and fighting.

Thundercloud forges bones, condenses the bones of Heavenly Tribulation.

A drop of Lei Yuan slowly dripped into the bone, and Qin Xuan's current strength was better than before.

The Eternal Evergreen Art, constantly rotating, the power of that terrifying thundercloud is constantly refined by it.

He also endured trillions of resentments, and also endured flesh and bones, but he didn't seem to care.

Even so, he still never stopped on this longevity road, and moved forward.

Endless thunderclouds almost drowned Qin Xuan in.

"Qin Xuan!"

"dad!"

"Xiaoxuan!"

Jun Wushuang and the others are about to split their eyesight and don't know Qin Xuan's life or death.

"Before, it was a reincarnation lock. It is said that it can kill the soul, even if it is a peerless Tianjiao, it will die!"

"My Immortal Zen Buddhist Temple has records that 1.2 billion years ago, there was a peerless demon in the realm of comprehension, swallowing the life of tens of millions of monks, and inciting heaven's punishment! It was finally destroyed in the reincarnation lock. It is said that its soul, They were crushed by the resentment of thousands of monks, and were hooked into the legendary end of reincarnation by the reincarnation lock."

The lord of the two immortal veins, looking at the place flooded by blood clouds, his eyes were full of horror.

Can Qin Changqing still live?

Maybe, is it still alive?

...

In the star dome, the black robe is in the palace.

She looked at the sighting mirror, her eyes faint.

"The lock of reincarnation, trillions of resentful souls, have never been buried by you!"

At this moment, it seemed even she was dull, unbelievable.

If her master hadn't left a word, I'm afraid she wouldn't believe that Qin Xuan would survive the trillions of sins and punishments.

But now, everything is as expected by its owner, as if God calculates the sky.

After a long time, the black robe slowly said, "Qin Changqing!"

If she squeezed these three words out of her teeth, the next moment, a jade slip appeared in her hand, and the sound was transmitted to the stars.

"It's time to move!"

"I don't believe it, you can conquer heaven's punishment and man's calamity!"

"I don't believe it, you can really be immortal in a thousand calamities!"

There was a faint growl in her voice.

Before she entered the Secret Realm of the Immortal Source, she noticed Mo Qinglian, and she was making arrangements.

With his unfathomable magical powers, he visited the fifteen immortal veins and let Mo Qinglian slaughter the creatures.

Because of this, Wang Tian punished Qin Xuan to be buried.

But now... Qin Xuan was just as his master said, surviving the punishment abruptly.

She was defeated, almost again.

Heipao didn't even know how he could still deal with disaster.

However, this disaster was not arranged by her.

"Master, do you really want to look at him so highly?"

"This catastrophe, he still has a chance!"

The black robe murmured, she thought about the words left by her master, and if there were endless unwillingness, she would also have a trace of panic.

She concentrated on burying Qin Xuan, but she failed again and again.

Once upon a time, her heart was firm, and her heart to kill Qin Xuan was unshakable.

At this moment, the black robe was shaking.

Can she really kill this Qin Changqing?

"He must die!"

"How can he live!"

"My life is to bury him!"

"If he doesn't die, what's the point of me staying in this world!?"

There was a mad roar, and she abruptly shattered the looking mirror before her.

She stepped towards the depths of the palace, sitting in the palace as if dull.

Under the black robe, under the corner of his mouth, there was a faint loneliness and a hint of self-deprecating.

"the host!"