The wind that swept through the heavens and the earth blew Qingyun's clothes and hair, but it failed to blow his body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info seems to be a very small body in this vast world, but in the eyes of others, it seems to be as huge as being able to stand up to the sky and the earth, and nothing can shake his body and his existence.

The cultivators began to revel, their eyes dancing with the flame of desire, and their mouths were almost grinning to the root of their ears. Drinking wine, eating and merry, and waiting for the signal to attack, they had been waiting for this day for a long time. What does it make them think about hiding in a dark place all day and watching how those monks are? They used to be able to walk in the sun openly, but now? Although they were to blame, they didn't pay much attention to it. Why should you be feared while we can only be shouted and beaten by everyone? Why do you have most of the resources while we survive? It's not fair, these things should be ours, everything under this world should be ours, even this one, should be ours!

After the appearance of several Heavenly Emperors, the Heavenly Tribulation had not yet begun, but continued to condense. A trace of thunder wandered beyond the clouds, and with the change of time, the thunder slowly grew, and eventually, it turned into a thunder dragon. They didn't attack immediately, but looked with their spiritual eyes at the Tsing Yi monk sitting cross-legged above the void below.

Crazy mortals, mortals infected by evil spirits, they are doing things that seem ridiculous to others. Just like what Xie Lingyun saw in that town back then, it was even more excessive. The desires in their hearts have long been magnified several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times, and they are sitting very happy for their current selves, they can't see it, and a trace of evil thoughts is floating out of their minds and gathering in one place. Not only them, but even those evil cultivators who drank and had fun, they didn't realize that their strength was being eaten away little by little. But it's not right to say they didn't find out, it should be said that they couldn't. They believe in evil spirits and evil gods, they were born to worship everything for the evil gods, their strength is being absorbed by the evil gods, and their evil gods are waiting for a certain moment to appear.

Qingyun sat on top of his own clouds, his eyes closed, ready for what would happen next. Between the friction of the thunder, there was a flash of fire, and the spark did not disappear, but slowly converged, rising to the top of the sky, above the top of that day, it was not the vast galaxy that ordinary people are familiar with, but the dark and deep infinite void. The dots of sparks come together and become a flame, and the flames come together and become a fireball, and when the fireball comes together, it becomes a sun. It was obviously a deep cloud of calamity, but the flames were hanging under the boundless void, like the sun in the sky!

Some evil cultivators have begun to sharpen their magic weapons, and they are no longer able to use their magic power, but it has been more than a year since the first monk and the evil spirit fused, and they have been able to use some evil qi, although it is not much, but it is better than nothing. The magic weapons in their hands are mostly melee types, and there are few long-range attack magic weapons, and the moment they fuse with the evil spirits, their natal magic weapons have been shattered, and the ones they use are snatched from other monks, as for those monks? Do you need to talk about it?

Thunder means destruction and destruction, as the so-called extremes of things must be opposed, there must be life in death, from under the throne of the emperors, a trace of vitality flashes, and then it will be destroyed by the thunder full of destruction and destruction. However, the avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, leaving a glimmer of life, and the vitality is slowly piled up, and the root begins to sprout under the throne, and the green begins to occupy the dark area under the throne. The green grew slowly, and then, it grew into a tree that went up to the nine heavens and entered the nine shades. And the Great Heavenly Emperors sat on the branches of the Heavenly Tree, expressionless, looking coldly at the person who rebelled against the heavens.

The Xuantian Daoist touched the black bead, but there was no divine light in his eyes, and he no longer had his own consciousness. The evil thoughts that flew from all corners of the Daoyan world were slowly being channelled into the black orb through his body. The orb in the hands of the Xuantian Dao people became darker and darker, and slowly bloomed with black light, and the expression on the face of the evil cultivator who was irradiated by the black light slowly began to become sluggish. Sluggish, they got up, walked to the side of the Xuantian Dao people, and sat down in a circle, and the center of the circle was the Xuantian Dao people. The Xuantian Daoist also sat down, holding the black bead in both hands, and raised it above his head, and the black bead slowly floated up without being driven, floating above the head of the Xuantian Daoist. Many pairs of godless eyes looked at that black bead, and then contributed their cultivation to that black bead.

The water of the heavenly river came from the void, and there was a big river flowing from the boundless void, which was something that no one expected, and even Qingyun was slightly stunned. Looking at the dark river in the sky, flowing in the sky, but not a drop of water drops down, it is very magical. Qingyun obviously felt that this Xuanxi River was just a trickle to the river in the boundless void, what was in this boundless void?

The tribes south of southern Xinjiang are ready for war, but just now because of the momentum released by Qingyun, they almost didn't have the courage to start the war, but fortunately, Qingyun's momentum slowly converged back, otherwise they felt weak just by standing, what kind of battle would they fight? The group of evil cultivators had already agreed with them, they endured their disgust and negotiated with that group of disgusting guys, and at a certain moment, that group of guys would inform them that they would make trouble inside the Great Zhou, and they would need to march from the southern Xinjiang to the Great Zhou. Now that they have sharpened their blades and prepared to ride beasts, and the great sons of the tribe are ready, just waiting for that signal, their warriors will "recapture" those territories occupied by the Great Zhou people, and even go deeper, get more, more territories.

Fire, wood, water, then, is gold next? Qingyun thought so. The air around him began to slowly distort, and a huge blade slowly emerged, blocking him in all directions. These blades were all extremely precious divine iron, and there were a large number of people below with red eyes on these blades, but they didn't dare to move a single step. Such a terrifying catastrophe can probably be carried down by Qingyun! If they were to carry it down, if they encountered such a catastrophe and were locked by the Tianfa Killing Machine, it was still a question whether they would be directly scared to death.

The beast king in the north looked into the distance, the "beast king" sent out before was just a general under him, and the real beast king was to abide by the agreement to suppress the North Pole, and by the way, every year a general was assigned to attack the big city north of the Great Zhou, all of which was a transaction. He didn't dare to go, because there was a person there, so he didn't dare to go, even if that person would fly to immortality after today, he didn't dare to go. Forget it, when the deadline is over in a few years, I'll soar too!

One by one, the stone giants rose from the ground, and a pair of giant hands grabbed the huge blades with handles. The golems' eyes flashed red, but they still didn't move. And Qingyun himself knows that all this is not over yet!

In the mountains and forests south of southern Xinjiang, a seemingly prodigal man sat on a giant wolf, the corners of his mouth curled up in a lazy arc, and his eyelids were slightly raised to look into the distance. On the wall of the big city north of the north, there sat a domineering man wearing overlord armor and holding a pitch-black heavenly painting halberd in his hand. His eyes were not fixed on the direction further north, but at the place within the Great Zhou, and instead of looking up at the Heavenly Tribulation that could be seen very clearly even if it was far away, he looked at the ground in the distance, and farther away, there was a gloomy forest. Isn't it a simple truth that a shady forest can be used to hide people?

The wind struck, and the blue wind turned into a bird in the air, and the bird stood on the branch of the tree of the sky. The eyes of everything were looking at Qingyun, and Qingyun was unmoved, and continued to close his eyes and breathe.

Suddenly, the heavens were quiet! The wind, stopped! Leaves, stopped in mid-air! I only heard the beating sound of Qingyun's strong heart, the war drum of "tom, tom, tom" sounded, and the horn of "woo-" suddenly sounded.

"Kill !!" This is the sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The cultivators laughed wildly, their time was finally coming, and they would be the masters of this world!

All those who cooperate with the evil cultivators have a communication stone in their hands, and at this moment, the communication stone blooms with dazzling light!

"Kill!! Today, this Daoyan world is ours! It is impossible for Qingyun to survive under this terrifying catastrophe, kill him, kill him from home, kill him with a river of blood, and kill our Great Zhou! Hahaha! ”

If you kill in the sky, you will kill the clouds! And at this moment, Qingyun slowly opened his eyes, and the restrained momentum was not released, just like a person who had just woken up.

Qingyun smiled slightly, "With this little thing, do you want to stop me?" ”

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