Chapter Eighty-Eight: Ascension

When things are back to normal. Qi Huan suddenly remembered a very important thing, the boat she was on just now was split into pieces by thunder, where did Jin Xiu go?!

Anxiously turned around, he found Jin Xiu's face pale floating on the sea, and he greeted her with a grin.

"You, are you alright?" Qi Huan's flying sword stopped on the sea, and she reached out to pull Jin Xiu up, but was dodged by Jin Xiu.

"What's wrong with you?" Qi Huan was a little puzzled by Jin Xiu's movements.

Jin Xiu's smile was still very gentle, but Qi Huan found that his skin was turning yellow, like sand, and even his skin was slowly drying out, like soil that had lost its moisture, how could this be?

"Qi Huan, I liked you when I saw you, you have a breath I like on your body, I always thought you were a human form cultivated by an innate spirit body, but later I found out that I was 'wrong'." A wry smile flashed on Jin Xiu's face, and he paused and continued, "It has been more than three thousand years since I knew how to think, and this time by your side is the happiest time for me, if only I met you earlier......"

Qi Huan looked at Yang Jin Xiu in a daze, watching his body slowly turn into fine grains of sand, leaving only a faint figure, is she going to kill someone again?

Jin Xiu seemed to see Qi Huan's thoughts, smiled and shook his head, "I will encounter a life and death calamity every thousand years of life, the first two 'chaotic' world pavilion two heads of the 'gate' died because of me, this is three times, even if I don't have you, I won't live long, can you promise me one thing?" “

"You say."

"Refine the spirit I left behind and let me stay with you, okay?"

"Okay." Qi Huan nodded, not letting the tears fall from his eyes. She can't save Jin Xiu's life, so she will definitely fulfill Jin Xiu's wish.

Thank you...... "Innate spiritual creatures, cultivating against the sky, thousands of years of calamity, calamity can become a great road."

The twenty-third generation of the 'Chaos' World Pavilion Master had given him an order, leaving only this one sentence, and the last sentence he may never have the opportunity to practice.

Jin Xiu's figure finally faded, leaving only a pale yellow 'colored' fireball dancing in mid-air, the innate earth spirit, Jin Xiu turned out to be a human form cultivated by the innate earth spirit, no primordial spirit, no soul, died, and disappeared forever.

Qi Huan looked at the mass of earth spirits in a daze, it was not Jin Xiu, it was just a mass of dead things, without any thoughts. was a living person just now, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye, is there anything more cruel in the world?

Looking up at the sky, there was no trace of impurities in the blue one, and no tears gathered in the eye sockets, and it could not be taken back no matter what.

"Innate earth spirit, I didn't expect that there would be an innate spirit here." Suddenly, an abrupt sound broke the silence here, and Qi Huan turned his head sideways to find that the Dan Tribulation had turned back again. There were also a few Mahayana monks who came back with him, and Qi Huan glanced at them and found that everyone's eyes were focused on the group of innate earth spirits left by Jin Xiu.

Even if it may not bring any benefit to oneself, after all, it is a spiritual object of heaven and earth, and people have a greedy heart, even if they cultivate to the Mahayana period.

Without the void by his side, Qi Huan is nothing in their eyes. Qi Huan glanced at the seven or eight Mahayana monks, and saw the weeping master without surprise. Qi Huan 'revealed' a bright smile at the weeping master, who hesitated for a moment, then turned around and left, no longer bothering with the idea of dying the earth spirit first.

The weeping master knew the existence of the Teng Snake, if Qi Huan tried his best to deal with a few people, I am afraid they would not get any benefit, he has always been a smart person.

The departure of the weeping master did not attract more people's attention, Dan Zheng just glanced coldly in the direction he left, snorted coldly and ignored it, but turned his head to look at Qi Huan.

"Give me the Resurrection Pill that Teng Snake took away, as well as the innate earth spirit, and I will let you go." Ten

If he was arrogant, he didn't take into account the few Mahayana monks around him at all. Even if the cultivation is on par with them, but after all, Dan Zheng was once an immortal, and he has not ascended to an immortal, and anyone is an ant in his eyes.

Qi Huan looked at him indifferently, shook his head, and just stared at the innate earth spirit in a daze.

"Hmph, do you think anyone else can keep you?" Although I don't know how Qi Huan survived from the Heavenly Thunder, Dan Zheng still didn't mean to let her go, and if she was able to keep Qi Huan's Void Zi and Mo Ye all flew away, even the entire Qingyun Sect couldn't stop the union of many monks.

The Rebirth Pill and the Innate Earth Spirit are really exciting.

If you don't have strength, you don't have the right to get treasures, this is the rule of the cultivation realm.

"You can try it." Qi Huan's eyes were very disdainful, with a sense of provocation. Even if she dies here today, she has to pull a cushion, and it is said that having a thunder heart is equivalent to controlling a kind of thunder and lightning power, and she will let Dan Zheng taste the taste of heavenly thunder today.

Qi Huan stretched out his hand and grabbed the innate earth spirit in the air into his hand, this action was like a signal to start a war, and the seven Mahayana monks shot at Qi Huan at the same time.

The bombardment sound of the "boom" magic weapon was earth-shattering

##攻击过后他们发现竟然失丢了齐欢的踪影, at this time. A blood cloud appeared in the air, much smaller than the blood cloud that the Dark Thunder Monarch had just formed, but it also looked very scary.

Qi Huan didn't know how to control the thunder heart, she could only desperately mobilize the blood brake demon thunder in the gossip diagram, wanting to condense into a thunder ball, but she didn't expect to turn her body into a thundercloud in the end, although it was very weird, but she felt that she seemed to be able to mobilize the blood brake demon thunder at will, as if controlling the thunder tribulation.

"How so?" Dan Zheng looked up at the sky in astonishment, and without warning, seven

A thunder pillar with the thickness of a blood-red 'color' arm descended from the sky and directly hit the seven people who shot at Qi Huan.

They are not Mo Ye, Mo Ye is a real demon, his level of demon tribulation is not something that anyone can bear, even if Qi Huan's strength is not enough, not even one percent of the Dark Thunder Monarch, but it is enough to scare away these people.

Those Mahayana monks are not fools, they are finally about to become immortals, who is willing to lose their lives for the innate earth spirit, after receiving a thunderbolt, they are all dragging lame 'legs' and carrying broken arms to flee in all directions, in fact, even if they don't leave, Qi Huan will not be able to send a second thunder.

Among the seven people, only the Dan Tribulation was the worst, he was directly below Qi Huan, and the thunder was just on his brain, and it could be seen that he was not lightly injured and cultivated for fear that he would return to the Tribulation Period, and without a few hundred years of cultivation, I am afraid that he would not be able to return to the sky.

After everyone left, the blood-red 'colored' clouds slowly dispersed, and Qi Huan fell directly from the air into the sea, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was unusually slight, as if he might lose his breath at any time.

At this time, the weeping master who had just left suddenly appeared in the middle of the air, his face was 'colored' and he glared at Qi Huan fiercely, and Huang Que was behind, and finally waited for this opportunity.

Just when the weeping master was about to give Qi Huan a fatal blow, an old man in a green shirt suddenly appeared behind him, and the old man's hand slapped the weeping master's shoulder silently, making the weeping master who had just 'made' the action stiffen.

"Weeping Master, I advise you not to touch her."

"Boasting? When did you start to take care of the affairs of the righteous path and the demon clan, this junior has a grudge against my demon clan, I advise you to ......" Before the weeping master finished speaking, he felt a strong smell of blood in the air around him, murderous, and the piercing murderous aura mercilessly stabbed the skin up and down his body.

"Qi Huan is my nephew by generation, do you understand?" Kua Yu didn't wait for the crying master to answer, so he stepped forward to pick up Qi Huan and left directly.

The weeping master froze in place, even if he had lost his mind with anger, he didn't dare to catch up. Except for the Void Son, he is one of the few people who knows Kuayu's identity, Kua Yan is not a righteous monk, he is a demon cultivator, thousands of years earlier than the blood demon became famous, but for some reason he has not ascended, no one can see Kuayu's true cultivation, even if the weeping master does not dare to act casually.

Qi Huan's sleep was two hundred years, and when she woke up, the mortals in the earthly world had already changed, although the heavens and the earth still didn't seem to have changed.

In the five years since Qi Huan woke up, the little fox has cultivated seven tails, but unfortunately the size is still not growing, that is, the color of the tail is becoming more and more bright and colorful. The Teng snake was still asleep, and two dragon horns grew on its head, and the more you looked at it, the stranger it became.

Kua Xuan has been flying to the Heavenly Demon Realm for more than a year.

A hundred years later, Qi Huan returned to the Qingyun Sect again, and learned that Shibo Xulingzi had resumed his cultivation during the Tribulation Period, and would soon survive the Heavenly Tribulation. Uncle Xuyangzi survived the catastrophe fifty years ago. The two teachers and nephews have also entered the stage of incarnation, and there are still not many disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and there are dots and dots, but no 'sect' sect has the strength to shake the position of the Qingyun Sect's righteous path and a 'sect' faction.

During the time when Qi Huan was asleep, Zhengdao carried out a brutal infighting, Qi Huan's twelve

A senior brother and sister challenged Shushan Kunlun and many other 'gate' sect masters of the Tribulation Period, and in that more than a year, there were more masters of the Tribulation Period who fell on the righteous path than during the Great War of the Righteous Demons.

After another four hundred years, I heard that the Dan Tribulation of Shushan was suddenly struck by a seven-color divine thunder when he crossed the Heavenly Tribulation, and his soul was scattered, and even the golden body he cultivated was shattered.

I also heard that the Supreme Elder of Kunlun was hit in the head by a heavenly blood brake magic thunder when he was flying fei, and I am afraid that he will not have a chance to ascend to heaven in this life.

The trivial things in the cultivation realm will soon be known to the whole world, and as for the cause of the matter, who cares, anyway, no one is there.

Another hundred years later, the Qingyun Sect Void Yangzi and the Void Spirit Son flew to the immortal realm.

Ten years later, Qi Huan, who once brought endless trouble to the Qingyun faction, finally soared.

I heard that on the day she ascended, there were eighty-one thunderstorms in the sky, and I thought she would definitely die, but after the thunderstorm, she just patted the clean plain gauze dress on her body, and said, the quality of this thunder is too poor, and then flew lightly with a snake and a fox.

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