The black smoke wafting out of the lonely grave is where the core demonic qi of this outer realm is located, and the thirteenth body of the Confucian sword is dead, so naturally this foreign demonic qi cannot be retained, and the realm outside the dao will not allow the existence of the second ancestor.

Liu Qingyang looked at the sky outside the Dao realm, the ancient black flame absolute change gradually subsided, and the black armor was hidden, but that day, there was another totem of a big demon on top of the underworld treasure armor.

The ancestor is also one of the big demons recorded on the treasure armor that day, but this big demon is the Daojun of that day, and he never thought that he could accept it, so on top of the armor carving, it only exists in the inconspicuous leg armor.

However, most of the people who cultivate the Tao have a love for beauty, otherwise why would the great monk who has practiced for tens of thousands of years still transform into the appearance of a young man? For this reason, the great demon totem on this leg armor is deliberately placed in an inconspicuous place because it is difficult to collect.

Liu Qingyang smiled slightly, and a wisp of black qi slowly drifted from his chest to the sky, there was no war, and naturally he should return the power of the source of snatching.

That wisp of black qi entered the Heavenly Dao, and everything in the realm outside the Dao bloomed again, except for the things that were destroyed by the battle, they all came to life.

A wisp of sprouts rose from Liu Qingyang's side, Liu Qingyang gently stroked the sprout, maybe thousands of years later, this is another towering ancient tree, just like this outer realm, maybe thousands of years later, this earth-shattering war will also be overwhelmed by the scene of prosperity.

No one will remember that Liu Qingyang fought for the survival of the realm outside the Dao, and no one will remember that Rujian Thirteen almost destroyed their homeland, time is a good medicine, it can heal anything.

Liu Qingyang didn't wait for others to do anything, he flew out of the realm outside the Dao, in this world, there is no nostalgia, the top priority is the colorful glass lamp, it should be given to Confucianism, so that Confucianism has another big gentleman.

Heaven does not give birth to a master, eternity is like a long night! This is the last wish of Mr. Chen Qingshui, and on the road to the west of the Great Wilderness, Mr. Chen Qingshui is also the person Liu Qingyang admires the most, but he is gone.

Out of the realm outside the Dao, Liu Qingyang looked up at the top of the dome, bursts of depression came from above the dome, it is rumored that there are three tribulations, the first array was blocked by Yun Ming, and the second array was blocked by the great monks of the Great Lei Yin Temple, and now it is the third array.

Although it is said that after this period of Heavenly Tribulation, there will be no hindrance from now on, but this third Heavenly Tribulation is by no means so easy to resist. Under the whole world, even the Divine Monarch and the like dare not say that they are fighting against this third heavenly tribulation, therefore, the third heavenly tribulation is also called the Falling Immortal Tribulation.

No matter how much you cultivate, you will all be wiped out under this heavenly way. Liu Qingyang knew that even if everything on the road to the west of the Great Wilderness had been arranged by Yuan Yingchou, he could only resist this catastrophe.

Above the heavenly path, an aurora shot in, and in that aurora, in addition to thunder and lightning, there is also the avenue of the cycle of life and death, and everything in the world is afraid of this heavenly calamity.

Liu Qingyang's power exploded, the ancient black flame changed again, and the power of the Heavenly Evil Ghost Mother exploded to the extreme, but without the core origin of the ancestor, it was just a peerless immortal cultivation. Even though it was magnificent, it was three points weaker than that Heavenly Tribulation Aurora.

Liu Qingyang shouted violently, and the Western Pole Overlord slashed his hand and slashed the aurora directly.

As soon as the two came into contact, the Thunder Light Dao exploded, scattering and flying, and the Tianshui heavy sword also came out of his hand, Liu Qingyang's tiger mouth cracked, and the blood flowed.

This is not a heavenly calamity killing move, but what is really deadly is the power of the cycle of life and death.

In an instant, Liu Qingyang's natural white hair slowly turned gray-white, and he was dozens of years old in an instant, his face was wrinkled, and he was already a sixtieth year.

The person who cultivates the truth is not only ten thousand years of longevity, but also tens of thousands of years of life, I am afraid that tens of thousands of years of life are also available, although the face is dozens of years old, in fact, the longevity of ten thousand years has been eliminated, and Liu Qingyang is already dying.

The third tribulation, just one, Liu Qingyang has reached the end of the road, and there is a sigh at the moment, I can't imagine that everything is exhausted, after all, I can't fight the sky.

The heavens are in power, how can manpower resist them? Perhaps resisting the heavens is the limit that people are pursuing! The unspoken words of the Emperor of the Western Pole are afraid that they are also like this.

Liu Qingyang may not be able to resist the way of heaven, but he will not become a dog between heaven and earth, his own life should be controlled by himself by birth, what is birth, old age, sickness and death, the way of heaven is just that, Liu Qingyang does not like it.

Cultivating Buddhism, cultivating Confucianism, cultivating Taoism, and cultivating truth are all about making one person strong, and trying to win the sky with one person, Liu Qingyang has seen everything in many worlds, and naturally understands this.

At that moment, Liu Qingyang stood up straight, looked at the sky, even though he was about to die, his eyes burst out with endless light, stretched out his hand, and the Tianshui heavy sword was in his hand, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

The sky was about to move, but he saw a figure flying in the distance, the man was dressed in brocade clothes, holding a large string of Buddhist beads in one hand, and a bloody sword behind his back. On the Great Wilderness West Meridian Road, who else is there in such a costume except for Jian Rulai?

The sword is like a blood sword out of the sheath, a sword slashes through the anger of the sky, and the general trend of heaven and earth is a little rest, but the thunder tribulation will be more victorious later. The second and third thunderstorms will inevitably come together.

Confucianism and Buddhism respect nine, but this sky is three extremes, three tribulations, each three paths, regarded as the capital punishment of heaven and earth, the common people in the world, must be constrained, dare not disobey the way of heaven.

Jian Rulai stood in front of Liu Qingyang, pointed angrily at the sky, and said: "The poor monk once measured the heaven and earth with his feet, and he has been more than 100 years of cold and summer, and he is a Buddhist practitioner. Ping Suli, I love to fight unevenly on the road to the west of the great wilderness, and today, I want to reason with this heaven and earth for Lord Liu!"

The thunder was rolling above the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Tribulation Vortex slowly moved towards Jian Rulai, Liu Qingyang suddenly felt the pressure disappear, but he just struck a blow, and he was already dying, where could he stop Jian Rulai.

Jian Rulai shouted: "Let me ask you, Lord Liu Shi is kind-hearted, and the townspeople of Qingshui were saved by him." Everyone in the world knows that Mr. Chen Qingshui stole the fortune of heaven, but he was afraid of this sin and did not dare to do it. Lord Liu would rather bear the infamy, but also gouge out Mr. Big's eyes, risking the world's condemnation, how can he be a person who is not tolerated by heaven!"

"I ask you again, Liu Qingyang is a Confucian being, willing to enter the colorful glass lamp, burned by the Buddha's fire, but has ever said a bitter word?

"Wei finally asks you, Liu Qingyang's battle outside the Dao, how many tens of millions of people were saved, and the battle against the peerless demon was unwavering, such great perseverance, high heart, isn't he a great good person?

Jian Rulai snorted coldly, pointed at the sky with a blood sword, and said: "Since Cangtian wants to do this unkind and unrighteous thing, then Jian Rulai will make a grievance for Lord Liu!

The blood sword roared, and the sword Rulai was like a streamer, rushing to the sky, and in an instant, the awe-inspiring Buddha light erupted, and the hundred-zhang Donkey Kong appeared, holding dozens of blood swords, and slashed towards the heavenly whirlpool.

The Heavenly Dao vortex gradually became gloomy, and dozens of zhang of thunder erupted in it, without a trace of other power at all, just simple thunder and lightning, but even more quintile, the most pure thunder and lightning in this heaven and earth.

Although this thunder has never been mixed with any power, it is even more terrifying, a single thunderbolt is enough to withstand thousands of heavenly tribulations. The anger of the Heavenly Dao was all stimulated by Jian Rulai, and they all erupted together.

Regardless of whether Jian Rulai can take over this heavenly tribulation, Liu Qingyang's tribulation is over, the heavenly way is different and humane, there are not so many reluctant thoughts, and it will not come again.

As soon as the Baizhang Donkey Kong Blood Sword touched the Heavenly Tribulation, countless thunderbolts exploded and did not disperse, all of them converged on the blood sword, and entered Donkey Kong's body, only to hear a loud noise, the Baizhang Donkey Kong collapsed violently, shattered, and countless electric lights dispersed out, wrapped around the fragments of Donkey Kong's body, and exploded into powder.

The sword Rulai fell from the sky like a meteor, covered in blood, and the bloody sword came out of his hand, this peerless weapon had long since lost half of its murderous aura, and the sword heart was dead!

Jian Rulai slowly got up from the deep pit, walked towards the blood sword step by step, stood with the sword, his eyes were already scattered, and his whole body was cut off, but there was only a breath of immortal qi left to hang his life!

Jian Rulai looked at Liu Qingyang and said, "Liu Qingyang, in your life, you have never had friends, you may be counted as one?"

Liu Qingyang nodded slowly and said, "Senior is not only my friend, but also my mentor. The words and deeds of the predecessors, Liu Qingyang benefited a lot!"

Jian Rulai laughed, but spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then said slowly: "Don't learn from me, my obsession is too heavy, and everything will be a reason! How can there be so many reasons to talk about in heaven and earth? It's just that mediocre people seek justice for themselves!"

"Look at this day, the way of heaven is firm, and there has never been justice! I cut this day for you today, although it is not successful, but it is also a benevolence, Liu Qingyang, the road in the future, there is still a long way to go. However, in your life, it is just a drop in the ocean, and your future will not stop at a peerless immortal!"

"Since the way of heaven is unfair, then you should go against the sky. The sword immortal, that is, between heaven and earth, the immortal who goes against the sky, does not ask for any magic changes, just one person and one sword, kills the way of heaven, and asks for a life!

Liu Qingyang nodded, and looked at Jian Rulai again, but saw that Jian Rulai was out of breath.

Liu Qingyang stepped forward slowly, and gently closed Jian Rulai's eyes, this person is stubborn, and he doesn't want to fall down when he is dying, he is demonstrating with this heaven and earth, sad, but also great!

Liu Qingyang split a deep pit and buried Jian Rulai standing and burying it, but the blood sword never followed Jian Rulai.

Liu Qingyang said: "Give me this sword." All your life of paranoia is caused by the sword, and since this is the case, when you die, don't use the sword. In the next life, it is better to be a little novice, recite scriptures, and ask for peace, which is also very good!"

Liu Qingyang looked at the blood sword again and said, "From today on, your master is me, so follow me and kill people and drink blood together." Your sword heart is extinguished, I'll find one for you. ”