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Chapter 722 Saints are immortal, reincarnation continues (finale)

"Boy, no, Qi Yun, you... are you still Qi Yun?"

Master Zihua asked in horror.

Qi Yun exhaled slowly and shook his neck, feeling extremely comfortable.

However, the sway of combat power just now made him feel as if he didn't even warm up.

His full combat power should be far more than that!

If it all blooms, even he himself doesn't know how strong it is!

This time, it was really strong to the limit.

"It's not me, is it you?"

Qi Yun turned his head and glanced at Master Zihua.

Real Zihua was even more shocking, it was simply unbelievable.

This kid won't be the reincarnation of some super old antique, right?

Otherwise, why did it suddenly become so outrageous?

Suddenly, Qi Yun felt something, turned his head suddenly, and said coldly: "Come out! Do you want me to invite you out?"

Master Zihua's complexion changed, and he hurriedly looked around, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

who?

who?

There are other strong?

brush!

The abyss under his feet suddenly turned black and red, and black blood gushed out, as if boiling, filling the entire abyss quickly, and a bloody figure slowly emerged from it.

Gravediggers!

His aura changed drastically, his hair was black, his skin also turned dark red, and he stood standing in the dark red blood.

Looking at Qi Yun, he sighed, "I thought I had hidden it deep enough, but I didn't expect my little brother to hide it deeper than me."

Qi Yun narrowed his eyes, looked at the gravediggers below, and instinctively sensed an unspeakable crisis. He held a sword flower on the stone sword in his hand, and said, "You want to try it too?"

"I originally planned to do this, but after seeing the real strength of the little brother, I know that I am not the opponent of the little brother, little brother, I have no malicious intentions!"

said the gravedigger.

"who are you?"

Qi Yun asked.

"Me? I'm just a puddle of dirty blood that flowed from the Great Desolate World. I have forgotten all my memories of my life. I only know that I seem to be a super important person. However, the past is meaningless to me."

said the gravedigger.

"The blood of the prehistoric world?"

Qi Yun's eyes froze.

"To be precise, this world is polluted with blood. I am just a blood spirit born in it. It was the owner of the tomb who sealed me up."

said the gravedigger.

Qi Yun's heart twitched in disbelief.

The whole world is made of dirty blood?

Doesn't that mean that the mysterious ability users and ordinary people here are also dirty blood?

Is it any wonder that the awakened ones have to rely on blood sucking to maintain their abilities?

They are all filthy blood, with the same origin.

But what kind of strong man's blood is this? It's so terrifying!

"You said that you are the dirty blood from the prehistoric world, so do you still have any impression of the prehistoric world?"

Qi Yun asked.

"It's gone, as I said just now, all the memories of my life have been lost, all I know is that I come from the prehistoric world!"

said the gravedigger.

Qi Yun frowned and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

"I am going to travel to the heavens and take a look at the three thousand worlds. I have longed for the legendary three thousand worlds. Don't worry, I will not do evil. Little brother, with an existence like you, I am afraid that what I will do Nothing can escape your eyes!"

said the gravedigger.

Qi Yun took a deep look at him and said, "I think it's fake for you to browse the heavens, but it's true for you to dig everywhere?"

"Little brother, if one day I really dig out the truth of the wilderness, do you dare to go and find out with me?"

The gravedigger said suddenly.

Qi Yun frowned, and said: "If there is such a day, you can come to me!"

"Okay, I'm relieved to have the little brother's words!"

said the gravedigger.

gurgling...

The black-red blood below suddenly began to dry up quickly, and the gravedigger's body slowly sunk inward and disappeared.

The entire area became silent again.

"Old man, let's leave too, I'm going to take a look at the cultivation world too!"

Qi Yun said.

Master Zihua was still shocked.

Qi Yun in front of him gave him a strange feeling.

That kind of killing power is unimaginable.

"Okay, let's go!"

Real Zihua said.

Qi Yun collected the beasts with the ten fierce pictures, and put all the remaining lakes into the holy land space, and the two of them turned into streamers and disappeared here.

But as soon as he rushed out, the sky outside began to change, and boundless dark clouds gathered, covering the sky and covering the sun, covering the whole world.

A large number of dazzling thunder lights emerged from the dark clouds, making crackling noises, like thick swimming snakes dancing.

An unprecedented thunder calamity enveloped the entire world, and thousands of thunder lights seemed to destroy the world.

Those cultivators who had stayed in this world before all showed deep fear, trembling, and looked up at the sky.

"This is…"

"Supreme catastrophe, my God, how could there be supreme catastrophe?"

"Run away!"

Countless people fled to the distance amidst the sound of panic, their souls trembling.

However, their fleeing speed was too slow compared to these lightning bolts.

Endless thunderclouds enveloped the entire world, and a destructive aura was everywhere.

Even Master Zihua changed color, cursed angrily, turned around and flew back into the underground palace again.

For such a terrifying thunder calamity, only the underground palace is truly safe, and it is a dead end wherever you go.

boom!

The sky-shattering loud noise echoed the earth, and endless rays of light flooded down.

This wasteland could no longer bear it, and was torn apart in the terrifying thunder.

All the cultivators who came in were destroyed together.

This day was simply a disaster for the cultivation world.

You must know that all those who can come in are truly strong.

The terrifying thunder and lightning lasted for three days in the entire ruins, and the destructive fluctuations continued, and finally ended completely on the fourth day.

No one knew what happened, and no one dared to explore.

Those supreme beings all disappeared.

The entire area was completely reduced to a forbidden area.

On the fifth day, two streamers flew out of it.

Master Zihua cursed and yelled non-stop. Even though he hid in the underground palace, he was affected a lot. His clothes were messed up, and his long hair was standing on end by the electricity.

Qi Yun beside him had a calm face, wearing a purple robe, his aura was as calm as water, he seemed no different from an ordinary person.

He can already do the real back to basics!

How strong is the real strength, no one can know.

A few days later, Qi Yun and the others came to the cultivation world.

The endless mountains, rivers and rivers, the boundless and vast aura, the ancient cave mansion filled with immortal energy, the mysterious and unpredictable skills of cultivating immortals...

An unprecedented vast world was revealed in Qi Yun's eyes.

He couldn't help but screamed loudly, and the sound waves swept across the field.

"Qi Yun, what are you going to do next?"

Master Zihua asked.

"I'm going to travel around and look around."

Qi Yun said.

"Okay, I'm going to reorganize Ziyang Sect!"

Real Zihua said.

The two of them parted ways.

…

Flowers bloom and fall, flowers fall and flowers bloom.

There is no Jiazi in practice, and it has been thousands of years in the world.

In the blink of an eye, more than three thousand years have passed.

Qi Yun has completely integrated into the world of self-cultivation. He is dressed in a white robe and wields a sword as a hero. He travels to the North Sea in the morning and reaches Dongshan in the evening. There are countless mysteries and secrets in the world of self-cultivation.

In the past three thousand years, I have seen all kinds of strange and mysterious techniques and mysterious treasures.

Of course, he has also met many 'old friends' over the years.

The behind-the-scenes person whose shoulders were cut off by his sword, Cang Tian, ​​who had killed nine parts of his body, and the Huozu, Longzu, and other supreme beings who escaped from his hands were frightened by him.

Over the years, Qi Yun visited them one by one.

Regarding Qi Yun's arrival, these people were submissive and completely lost their courage, knowing all the answers to his various questions.

In the blink of an eye, more than five hundred years have passed.

Qi Yun's cultivation has increased a lot again.

Qi, blood, energy, and spirit all broke through to more than 100,000 points.

In these years, for more fun, he made the reputation of the Heavenly Court once again. For more than three thousand years, the reputation of the Heavenly Court has been completely spread throughout the cultivation world.

Whether it is those supreme beings or those rookies who have just entered the realm of cultivation, they all know the name of Heaven.

Similarly, the top ten fierce beasts in Qi Yun's hands have all returned to their peaks and become the guardian beasts of the Heavenly Court. Wherever they pass, they are like a violent storm, and no one can stop them.

The current heaven is no longer what it used to be. In the past, Qi Yun used to deceive people by pretending to be gods and ghosts, but now he is relying on actual strength.

dusk.

It was dark.

In a vast cloud palace.

Qi Yun drank tea quietly with the real Zihua, the people behind the scenes, Cangtian, Huozu, Longzu and others, and talked about the law and the way.

Except for Master Zihua, the other supreme beings were all fidgeting.

But there is no way, who dares not to be invited by this evil star?

This evil star has become more and more unpredictable over the years, and they will be picked up every hundred years to drink tea with him.

The place to drink tea is different every time, sometimes at the home of the person behind the scenes, sometimes at Cangtian's home, and sometimes at Huozu's home.

In short, this evil star came and left as soon as it said it wanted to other people's residences, but no one dared to resist.

The location chosen this time is Longzu's home.

The Dragon Ancestor is the ancient ancestor of the entire Dragon Clan. He was the supreme being tens of thousands of years ago. His fighting power is against the sky. He belongs to the existence of ancient living fossils. If you want to see the Dragon Ancestor in the entire Dragon Clan, you can't see it at a glance, but now your own ancient ancestor is actually Come out for tea.

A few young dragons on one side were secretly terrified, and while standing there, they carefully looked at Qi Yun.

In their eyes, Qi Yun's appearance was only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was dressed in a purple robe and had a handsome face. All submissive.

What surprised them even more was that the behind-the-scenes people, Cangtian, and Huozu, who were so famous in the outside world, were also obedient and did not dare to take a big breath.

This made them even more curious about Qiyun.

"I called everyone out for tea this time. There is no other meaning. I just want everyone to study the ancient prehistoric world with me."

Qi Yun said lightly.

The ancient prehistoric world!

Several people around were shocked and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Fellow Daoist, what does this mean?"

Long Zuqiang laughed.

Qi Yun smiled slightly and said, "Drink tea first, and you'll know later."

Several people became more and more confused.

The young people next to him became even more suspicious.

Time slows down.

A cup of tea is over.

The hearts of several supreme beings were surging, secretly guessing.

A while passed.

A bloody light appeared not far from them without a sound, and turned into a dark red figure, and then the dark red faded away, revealing a middle-aged man with black hair and vicissitudes of life.

"Master, stay safe!"

The gravedigger sighed.

Everyone's hearts froze, and they all looked, their pupils shrinking slightly.

Such a strong strength!

Who is this?

Appearing silently, none of them caught any fluctuations!

"I have been waiting for Brother Dao for a long time, please sit down."

Qi Yun smiled.

The gravedigger came over and sat cross-legged.

The young little dragon next to him immediately poured tea respectfully.

"What did fellow Daoist find?"

Qi Yun asked.

Master Zihua, the people behind the scenes, Cang Tian, ​​Huo Zu and others all looked at this middle-aged man who suddenly appeared with doubts.

"Why…"

The gravedigger sighed slightly, and said, "The truth I dug out may not be what the leader wanted. Has the leader really decided to listen to it?"

Qi Yun smiled slightly and said, "I would like to hear the details!"

"Maybe it's not a good thing to know the truth."

The gravedigger spoke.

"Compared to the unknown, I want to know more!"

Qi Yun said.

The gravedigger was silent for a moment, and then said: "In the past 3,500 years, I have traveled through the entire 3,000 realms, and I have found many ancient stone carvings. Gone forever..."

"Gone forever?"

The people behind the scenes, Cang Tian and others were shocked and said in disbelief, "How is this possible? This is the place where Daluo Jinxian lives."

Qi Yun seemed to have expected it long ago, and said, "Is there anything else?"

"Does the leader think that immortals are immortal?"

asked the gravedigger.

Qi Yun thought for a while, and said, "It's about the same."

"According to those ancient records, a source of terror descended and corrupted the entire prehistoric world. Even the immortals could not avoid it. A powerful sage took the initiative to enter reincarnation, and countless golden immortals fell with him. This is not the first time that the prehistoric world disappeared. Well, since ancient times, reincarnation has changed, it has happened again and again, and every time it will be destroyed at the most glorious and peak moment!"

The person behind the scenes said.

The Supreme Beings around him were all astonished.

The prehistoric world was destroyed more than once?

Even Qi Yun showed a strange look.

"The saint can't do anything?"

"Yes, it says that the saint is immortal and will awaken again in countless cycles, but even if he awakens again and again, he still cannot change his destiny. The moon will lose money, and the water will overflow. Every time, at the most glorious moment, Repeating the same mistakes, it seems that there is a pair of invisible black hands controlling everything, and it has never changed since ancient times!"

said the gravedigger.

Qi Yun fell silent for a moment.

Is this immeasurable calamity?

Or is it really controlled by a black hand?

"Did you find anything?"

Qi Yun asked.

"The ancient secrets are too terrifying and involve some taboos. I once boldly pursued them once, but I suffered a backlash in an instant. Even if I quit in time, I lost half of my skills, but I am more sure that there is a terrible force blocking it. everything!"

The gravedigger said, "According to the records, a new era of prehistoric times is about to appear. Maybe it won't be long before a reincarnated saint returns..."

In the ancient temple, a group of supreme beings were all silent, digesting the information brought by the gravedigger.

Cooking smoke curls up, and new tea steams.

A group of people sat quietly for a long time.

…

Two thousand years later.

Heaven's reputation spread far and wide.

In the world of comprehension, strong people emerge one after another, and the generation of Tianjiao competes for beauty.

An unprecedented golden world is coming.

The pride of heaven in the world is proud of being able to join the Heavenly Court.

A place of misty clouds.

Qi Yun stood quietly, surrounded by a group of children, playing non-stop in the sea of ​​clouds.

Beside him was a beautiful woman with a smile on her face, leaning on Qi Yun, quietly watching the sea of ​​clouds.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle, look quickly, the pattern on Sixth Brother's body has appeared again."

Suddenly, a ten-year-old boy shouted loudly.

A group of children rushed over immediately, their eyes wide open, watching curiously.

Qi Yun came up to a four or five-year-old boy, his eyes were slightly fixed, and two strange lights shot out of his eyes instantly.

Behind the little boy, there is an ancient tree of seven colors, scorching and flickering, spinning non-stop...

He recalled the gravedigger's words again in his mind.

[The saint is immortal, and will awaken again in countless reincarnations...]

"There is really a power that can threaten the saint..."

Qi Yun was serious.

"What's wrong, my husband?"

The beautiful woman next to him asked.

"fine."

Qi Yun said calmly, and hit a divine light, suppressing the power behind the boy again.

"If that terrible power really exists, I curse you, I curse you that sooner or later you will be knocked out of the dust and reduced to ants..."

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