Chapter 882: Cultivator of the Other Universe

In the blink of an eye, another 3,000 years of time were lost through my fingers. Pen %Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info the latest and fastest update

Although Qin Xiao's potential has been completely stimulated, it is still too difficult to take this step.

It's hard, it's really hard, it's hard.

Time is pressing, and it is difficult to move forward by leaps and bounds.

Boom Boom

The nebula has entered the final eruption stage, and the entire Nebula Continent is surging, like boiling water.

Mountains and rivers began to collapse and destroy, and flowers and trees quickly withered and lost their vitality.

The nebula churned, as if there was a demon doing something strange, stirring the heavens and the earth.

Qingdi and Ye Junhe put down their wine glasses, and looked at Xingyun with bitter and helpless expressions, already with a look of despair.

It is indeed a desperate situation, and the next moment is destruction, the destruction of everything, and it no longer exists.

Before this terrible force, let alone them, even if a lord is here, it must be hated.

"Alas, the moment has finally come. Although he lived for a short time, he never really faced death. I don't know what it feels like to die. Emperor Qing shook his head and took another sip of wine.

The surging and terrifying force killed it, and being attacked by this force was like a flat boat in the middle of a twelve-level tsunami.

Unable to resist, simply powerless.

This feeling made both Ye Junhe and Qingdi very uncomfortable.

They have never encountered such a situation in their lives until now.

The two were completely swept up in the power, as if they had fallen into a vortex of destruction.

Death, the real coming.

At this time, Qin Xiao was also completely enveloped by an irresistible terrifying force, destroying his divine body, making him powerless to resist.

Qin Xiao is also the first time to really face death, although there have been a few desperate places before, and there have been a few times to face death, but there has not been a time like now.

In the past, there was more or less the power to resist, but this time, there was really no power to resist.

The way without a beginning is still stuck in the last step, and there is still no way to break through.

"Looks like he's going to die!"

Qin Xiao couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

The idea of absolute determination has turned into a firm force, which can break through all obstacles, cross the long river of eternity, and reach the other side of the soul.

"Beginninglessโ€”"

A ray of light suddenly flashed in Qin Xiao's mind, illuminating a piece of the world in his heart.

The origin of the Beginningless Dao also became extremely clear at this moment, allowing Qin Xiao to 'see' its true meaning.

In an instant, Qin Xiao suddenly became enlightened, and many confusions and incomprehensions in his heart were all clear at this moment. The latest and fastest updates

Everything is slick.

But everything is not in a hurry.

The power of destruction has devoured his divine body, destroyed.

The last bit of consciousness was also annihilated, and there was no way to resist at all.

Since he has already comprehended it, he still can't escape death.

The last trace of consciousness made Qin Xiao smile bitterly: "It seems that I still can't escape and I'm going to die here." โ€

Helpless, indeed helpless, but no matter how much helplessness there is, there is no way.

When the last shred of consciousness is destroyed, everything ceases to exist.

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Bamboo forests, creeks.

A handsome young man in his early twenties was dancing with a sword, and he was accompanied by a girl of fifteen or sixteen, delicate and cute, wonderful, and as if she were a fairy.

She is also learning from the handsome young man to dance the sword, and the two of them practice well.

But the delicate girl still often makes mistakes, and the handsome young man is very patient, teaching again and again, and correcting the girl's mistakes again and again.

"Sister, you can't do this. The sword lies in the mind, in the heart, not in the form. Light has a form but is not intentional, which is equivalent to a physical weakness. Intentional but unintentional means that there is no strategy. The perfect combination of form, mind, and heart can create beautiful swordsmanship and exert the true power of swordsmanship. โ€

"This set of deciduous swordsmanship requires the unity of the heart and sword. My heart is a sword, I mean a sword, I am a sword, and man is a sword. The sword is me, I am the sword. โ€

Listening to the handsome boy's teaching, the delicate girl playfully stuck out her tongue at the handsome boy, and pouted: "I know brother, you have said it a hundred times."

But they are not geniuses in sword cultivation, and they are still young, so their cultivation is naturally slow. โ€

"Hehe, I know that brother, you are the first genius of our tribe, the first warrior of the youth, and the first sword cultivator of the youth. But my sister is not as talented as you, so my brother doesn't need to worry, wait for my sister to practice slowly, I feel that this is so difficult. โ€

Listening to the words of the delicate girl, the handsome young man also shook his head a little helplessly and said, "You, in fact, your sword cultivation talent is quite good, but you don't care too much." You're so old, and you're still playful, you're about to have a coming-of-age ceremony, and you're going to be an adult soon. In our sword cultivation world, strength is respected, and kendo is respected. โ€

"It is said that a powerful sword cultivator, a sword can fly to the sky and the earth, can fly with a sword, can live forever, and can move nine days with one thought-"

Speaking of the back, the handsome young man's eyes were hot, longing, and bloody.

His dream is also to become a powerful sword cultivator, to become a sword immortal, to be able to fly to the sky and shield the earth, and to live forever.

Sword Immortal -

It was the hottest dream in his heart.

But he also knew that this dream was too far away from him, so far away that it could only be a dream thing, something that could be met but not sought, and the most dreamed thing in his heart.

Even if he is called the first genius of the tribe and the first warrior of the youth, he also deeply understands that he is still too far from a true genius.

Therefore, he has worked very hard since he was a child, and diligence can make up for his shortcomings, and he has to rely on a hundred times more effort than others to realize his dreams.

He wants to be the pride of the tribe, and he wants to become a sword fairy who can fly with a sword.

But now, he is still too weak and too weak, but he firmly believes that with his fireflies, he can set the prairie on fire.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Seeing the handsome young man's hair, the delicate girl waved her hand in front of him, and asked with a puzzled and curious expression.

The handsome young man came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, come on, sister, let's continue to practice the sword." Talent is not good, and it can be compensated for by hard work. My brother's strength can be the first among the teenagers in our tribe, not because my brother's talent is super strong, but because my brother works harder than others. โ€

"My brother paid several times more Han water than others. โ€

The delicate girl didn't agree, but ran away mischievously, and pouted at the handsome young man while running: "Don't don't, I don't want it, I'm going to take a break and play." โ€

While speaking, the delicate girl had already run to the side of the stream, and the handsome young man could only look helpless, and after smiling bitterly, he could only give up and let the delicate girl go.

"Yikes!"

But soon a sharp sound of surprise came out of the girl's mouth, and the handsome young man raised his eyebrows, his face sank, and he suddenly swept towards the stream.

When the handsome young man came, the delicate girl grabbed the handsome young man's arm and said, "Brother, brother, look at you, there is a dead man here!"