In Xinghua Village, Yan Qing sat quietly under an apricot blossom tree, letting the apricot blossoms fall on her body. He thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand what the hunchbacked old man said, was the person who sent him here the boy in the memory picture?

What is his purpose?

At this time, Yan Qing sighed, and looked coldly at the outside of Xinghua Village, where the current small mountain realm had become a wasteland. Almost all of them were slaughtered by the Three-Eyed Clan, and perhaps only him, Situ Qing and Qing'er, as well as the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, were left.

However, his stone sword also slashed countless Three-Eyed Clans.

"What are your plans in the future?" asked Situ Qing, his voice was a little low, and his face was not very good.

It's just that in an instant, the small mountain realm is gone, and no one's face will be good.

Yan Qing shook his head, he didn't know what his plans were, he was trapped in the small mountain realm, but he couldn't do anything. At this time, all he could do was to constantly control his stone sword and keep slashing the Three-Eyed Clan.

The stone sword turned into black light and flew all over the small mountain boundary.

I don't know when, his stone sword is getting stronger and stronger, and the entire Xiaoshan Realm is almost only a master of the Xuan God level.

The rest of the Three-Eyed Clan had already been slain by his stone sword.

Seeing this result, not only Situ Qing was a little shocked, but even the Three-Eyed Clan was furious, and hundreds of Xuanshen-level masters were bombarding Xinghua Village.

Boom Boom –

Xinghua Village slowly shook, but they still couldn't break through.

In the apricot blossom forest, Qing'er was still picking up apricot blossoms, and Yan Qing and Situ Qinghe were watching quietly. After looking at it for a while, Yan Qing sighed and said, "Miss Qing'er, when will you be able to wake up?

When Situ Qing heard it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Time, little by little.

At this time, the small mountain realm has also become a springboard for the Three-Eyed Clan, continuously sending troops to other small worlds.

Although Yan Qing's stone sword was powerful, it couldn't turn the tide after all.

"I went out for a walk, it was so stuffy in here. ”

One day, Yan Qing suddenly said, and without waiting for Situ Qing to react after speaking, he flew out of Xinghua Village, and then disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Situ Qing looked at Yan Qing's disappearing figure and smiled bitterly, they were now like two trapped beasts, trapped in Xinghua Village. Moreover, he could only watch the small mountain realm turn into a wasteland.

After a while, Situ Qing sighed, then sat down to read.

His voice was loud, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and then spread throughout the entire small mountain realm, and many three-eyed clans who were not strong exploded one after another in this reading. Although Yan Qing and Situ Qing can't deal with the masters of the Xuanshen level, it is a nightmare for the Three-Eyed Clan below the Xuanshen level.

In the blink of an eye, days passed.

Situ Qing couldn't help frowning when he saw that Yan Qing still hadn't come back, could something have happened? Although Yan Qing was not the opponent of a Xuanshen-level master, he had a stone sword, as long as he wanted to go, it would be difficult for a Xuanshen-level master to stop him.

Unless, he was trapped by several Xuanshen-level masters.

However, Yan Qing is not an idiot, how could she let herself get into such a predicament.

"Is there really an accident, shouldn't this be?" Situ Qing frowned and swept up the sky above Xinghua Village, but the surroundings were very quiet, and there was no trace of battle. He thought for a moment, and also flew out of Xinghua Village, looking for Yan Qing's traces.

At this time, Yan Qing seemed to have turned into darkness, constantly assassinating the Three-Eyed Clan.

In the past few days, he has assassinated many Three-Eyed Clans, and he has also attracted the pursuit of Xuanshen-level masters. However, as long as there are Xuanshen-level masters appearing, he will retreat far away and never confront them.

He only assassinated the Three-Eyed Clan below the Xuanshen level.

In this way, even a master at the Xuanshen level has no way to take Yan Qing, and Yan Qing is in the dark, and they are in the light, and they can't be guarded against.

At this time, the Three-Eyed Clan had already sent several Xuanshen-level masters to hunt down Yan Qing, but unfortunately, when they arrived, Yan Qing had already slipped away. In this way, it lasted for dozens of days, and many Three-Eyed Clans died under Yan Qing's assassination. When the Three-Eyed Clan sent a god-level master, Yan Qing had no choice but to return to Xinghua Village.

"Coming back?"

Situ Qing asked, "Where have you been all this time?"

"It's fine, just going out for a walk. Yan Qing said, and then threw the stone sword out, in fact, he didn't need to go out to assassinate at all, he could also control the stone sword in Xinghua Village, and constantly kill the Three-Eyed Clan.

At this time, he sat down under the apricot tree and continued to cultivate.

"It's time for Dzogchen......

He read it softly.

Boom Boom –

I don't know when, Yan Qingbao's body was shining, blooming with countless rays of light, and the blood veins in his body emitted a thunderous sound, which was deafening.

Streams of light rushed down from the sky and sank into his body.

At this time, his eyes were like stars, his hair was like a galaxy, exuding a wisp of charm. Boom, the blood in the body turns into rivers, the bones are clear like thunder, the treasure is clear, and the sky is full of gods. Moreover, his blood had turned into a thick plasma, emitting a faint golden light.

As time passed, the thicker the plasma in the bloodline, the more intense the golden light emitted.

The breath is strong, and every move contains the truth of heaven and earth.

It seems that just by releasing the breath, it can crush countless fairyland realms, and it looks domineering and boundless.

Whew-

At this time, Yan Qing exhaled a breath, didn't do anything, didn't think about anything, and slowly emptied his mind, making it blank and entering an ethereal state.

Perhaps, only in this way, can he know what is missing him.

The mind is still, like stopping water.

Yan Qing's mind was emptying little by little, and her entire body became lighter.

I don't know when, he suddenly opened his eyes, he finally knew what was wrong with him, although every one of his realms had been cultivated to the extreme, reaching a perfect state, but......

"I see. ”

Yan Qing couldn't help but shake her head, a wry smile on her face.

He finally understood why he couldn't reach the Great Perfection, because he had to "break" to achieve the Great Perfection like a divine cultivator. This "breaking" is to break and shatter all the seven realms, and then stir them together and merge them into one great realm.

"It's not broken or standing!"

At this time, Yan Qing broke all the seven realms, causing an earth-shattering noise in his body, and he was also suffering unprecedented pain, making him almost faint to death.

The body is constantly collapsing......

Boom, boom......

There seemed to be countless spaces collapsing, rivers breaking, mountains shattering......

His seven realms were shattered.

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