Nine heavens and ten earths.

The invincible immortal appearance is even more important than the past.

Even the Wuji sword light can only penetrate the eighteen worlds.

The last level of the Avici Hell is a great terror, a place of darkness, gathering evil power to block the Qingsong Sword.

"What!"

Mu Jia and B were dumbfounded:

"What kind of treasure is your barrier?"

He absolutely did not believe that this vast world was the Dharma image of a monk.

"The sword is good!"

Qin Li raised his hand a little.

A wisp of fairy energy wrapped around the green pine sword.

Easily penetrate it, erase the marks, and take it for yourself.

"My sword, I want to kill you!" Mu Jiayi was almost crazy and took out a holy relic and was about to attack.

"You have no chance!"

Qin Li's words were meaningful.

Thinking about the time, for the sake of the Holy Spirit of Nature, he spared his life.

Unfortunately, this guy doesn’t know how to cherish it, and the same is true for the two kings of Withering and Wind. Since that’s the case, don’t blame me for being ruthless.

Bang!

Raise your hand and pinch it.

Invisible force swept over.

The eight methods will tremble and throbbing.

Although it is only the ninth level of Dharma image, the immortal body can move the law.

"you……"

Mu Jia and B have not responded yet.

It burst into smoke and dust.

The traces of Taoism were wiped out and completely disappeared, nourishing Nanhua Mountain.

Suddenly!

All sides were shocked.

Natural disciples screamed in horror:

"The deputy chief is dead, let's run!"

"He is definitely a powerful man in the middle stage of the tribulation!"

"I'm informing the two kings of Kurong and Rong, and ask them to kill this beast!"

The trees fell and the money scattered. In such a large sect, tens of thousands of monks controlled various escape lights and tried desperately to escape, not daring to look back.

Qin Hao asked: "Master, do you want to arrest a few people to ask about the whereabouts of Nanhua Sect?"

"Need not."

Bang!

Qin Li blinked his fingers.

A wisp of fairy energy was injected into Nanhua Mountain.

The mountain shakes, erasing the word "nature".

At the same time, nine colors burst out from the mountains, intertwining a line of messages.

‘Thirty-three years later, Nanhua reunites’

Qin Li smiled and said, "They have all gone far."

Ye Qingyu was surprised: "That's how it counts, there are more than four years left."

Qin Yuanbo, Wen Shu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine!"

Ye Beichen, Princess Feng nodded and said, "We can afford to wait."

Everyone was very happy.

Qin Hao couldn't hold back even more.

Sitting upright on the top of Nanhua Mountain, I want to break through.

This is the dragon vein node and a scar.

Feeling so carefully, you can feel the subtle pulse vibration.

It's like sitting on the arteries of giants in mountains and seas, resonating with him and breathing.

"Let's rest!"

Qin Li and others stationed on the spot.

By the way, take away the natural palace.

Having won many treasures is considered a rich asset.

"You take this Qingsong Sword, a protective treasure, and can kill the king of tribulation!"

Qin Li raised his hand.

The green pine sword is reduced to a hairpin.

It was unexpectedly suitable to insert it on Ye Qingyu's bun.

Ye Qingyu smiled sweetly, it seemed like Qin Li gave her the first treasure.

No words all night.

Dawn.

Sunrise in the east.

Endless golden light tear apart the night.

As the yin and yang of heaven and earth alternate, Qin Hao is ready.

He was like a mountain, breathing and moving clouds, his heartbeat trembled mountains and rivers, communicating with the Canghua dragon veins, and guiding the general trend of Huazhou.

Song--

The dragon roars millions of miles.

Long and distant, low and quiet.

But I saw the vegetation of the green clouds in the mountains and rivers, and the golden light was fusion.

When gathering together, it is the dragon of great power, vast and vast, with green gold and green colors, like a river wave, and it is powerful without anger and eroding.

"Carry!"

Qin Hao shouted loudly.

Behind the eight great wheels of heaven and man appeared.

It rotates rapidly, mediates the green dragon, constantly solidifies and compresses.

Finally it turned into a wheel of twelve meter of great momentum, which was green and ancient, carved into the mountains and rivers of Huazhou.

"Congratulations!"

Everyone congratulated each other.

"It's just the beginning."

Qin Hao touched his head and became much more humble.

Seeing Qian Yuan's vastness, he finally calmed down and no longer felt inexplicably confident.

"Let's go!"

Qin Li looked to the horizon:

"It's time for us to go to the Imperial City!"

He is now flawless and wants to overcome nine catastrophes in a row.

But the Taichu Immortal Sword must be retrieved, which not only makes it more important, but also allows you to open up a few more instruments and add to the chaotic murderous intent.

Set off!

All the way.
To be continued...