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Qinglin stood in front of a large tomb, his eyes were sharp, and the aura around him was blazing, without concealing it at all.

This large tomb is where his father and mother are buried.

But now, the tomb is cracked, the tomb is empty, and the coffin has long been missing.

Most of the tombstones were buried deep in the soil, and only a few were buried by weeds.

"Who is it? Who is it that does not open his eyes and dares to touch the tomb of Qing's parents?"

Qing Lin's face was as gloomy as water, giving people an extremely terrifying feeling.

He stood there, the void crushed by the aura coming from his body, unable to withstand his terrifying power.

Ji Wanling and Qing Ning were also cold and speechless.

Such a picture appeared in front of them, which made it difficult for them to accept.

As for the cicada, it has already become a tearful person.

"Dad, mother......"

The cicada mourned, how could he have thought that they had returned to Dongshengxing, but what they saw was such a picture.

When her parents were born, she could not always be by her side and serve her knees.

After the death of her parents, she could not come to pay her respects and mourn.

Now, even the graves of their parents have been opened, disturbing their sleep.

The coffin is gone, and the former tomb is empty, how can she accept this?

"Daddy...... Mother......"

The cicadas hissed, but the wind was silent, the clouds were silent, and no one could answer her.

She withered to the ground, without a trace of the breath of a goddess, and became a sad tearful child, like withered petals.

"Daddy, Grandpa's Grave ......"

Qing Ning came to Qing Lin, saw Qing Lin's gloomy and terrible face, and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

Ji Wanling also came closer, and her jade hand stretched out, wanting to caress Qinglin's cheek.

Ji Wanling knew that what Qinglin needed most at this time was comfort, and only when he was comforted could he comfort Qingcicada.

However, Qinglin suddenly walked away.

He didn't say a word, just took Qing Ning's hand, and instantly rushed to the sky and left this place.

Ji Wanling was slightly moved, she understood Qinglin's intentions.

The tombs of Qingyuan and Jinyuan were destroyed. It seems that Qinglin has realized something, and he must now go to check whether Li Yuning's tomb has also been damaged.

As the years go by, everything is not what it used to be.

Peach Blossom Village has long been a barren.

Qinglin had lived here for decades, and he quickly found the old site of Peach Blossom Village and found Li Yuning's grave.

However, what made it difficult for both him and Qing Ning to accept was that Li Yuning's grave was also cracked, the coffin was gone, and the tombstone was cracked into rubble.

"Mother's ......"

Qingning was moved, and the pear blossoms that cried instantly brought rain.

She was still thinking about comforting Qinglin before, but she never thought that the same thing had already befallen her head.

Qing Ning cried and crawled towards Li Yuning's grave, as if she couldn't believe all this.

But it's all true, the thousand-year-old tomb is empty, and it's clear that someone has done all this.

"Roaring ......"

At this moment, Qinglin's mouth suddenly let out a roar that was not like a human voice.

But when I saw his face, his face was iron-blue, gloomy and terrible. Green tendons burst out on his forehead, making his whole person look extremely hideous.

"Who the hell did all this! Qing's wife, who has been dead for hundreds of years, you don't let her go, you want to disturb his sleep!"

"Qing's father and mother had no quarrel with the world, but they died because of Qing. Even if they die, can't you let them sleep in peace?"

Qinglin hissed, and the sound shook the nine heavens, shaking the entire Dongsheng Star.

At this moment, the cultivation of the Nine Stars and Stars Supreme around him was fully revealed, and the whole person was like a god in the lower realm, inviolable. It's like a demon coming out of hell, unapproachable.

Qinglin went crazy, stretched out his hands, and a big mountain in the distance suddenly crumbled into a pile of rubble.

Qinglin roared angrily, and as soon as the roar moved, the infinite sky above his head suddenly collapsed into chaos.

......

After a long time, Qinglin calmed down.

"Daddy, Mother's Grave ......"

Qing Ning still didn't come out of her grief, and threw herself into Qing Lin's arms, crying like a child.

Qing Lin gently patted Qing Ning's back and let her go of her arms.

Immediately afterwards, Qinglin walked towards Li Yuning's grave, stretched out his hands, and suddenly there were infinite clouds, whistling.

"The rules of the cultivation world are that soldiers do not add ordinary people. Qing's parents and wife have been dead for hundreds of years, but they have suffered from poisonous hands such as you, so they can't sleep. ”

"Do you think you can do it without knowing the gods and ghosts? Today, Qing Mou will use this method of tracing back to the source to find out. ”

"Qing's parents and wife are not something you can move. Anyone can do anything to Qing. But for Qing's parents and wife, no!"

Qinglin drank deeply, and the infinite clouds were surging, as if to attract the heavens to his palms and fingers.

At this moment, there was a long river of time turning, and space debris gathered together.

Tracing back to the origin of the Dafa is a big method that Qinglin inadvertently found, and it can be used to reproduce everything that happened in a certain place in the past years by using this method.

Time goes backwards, and space goes upstream.

The picture in front of Qing Lin returned to hundreds of years ago, when he had just left Dongshengxing and went to the second-level territory.

In the picture, Peach Blossom Village is silent.

This lasted for hundreds of years, and the peach blossom village flourished, and the people in the village regarded Li Yuning's tomb as a holy place, and they would come to sweep the tomb and worship every Qingming.

But just over two hundred years ago, a group of black-clothed people suddenly appeared in Peach Blossom Village.

Each of these people is extremely powerful.

As soon as they entered the village, they didn't say a word and launched a bloody massacre of Peach Blossom Village.

A village, hundreds of people, was wiped out overnight, and rivers of blood flowed.

The group of men in black moved quickly and burned Peach Blossom Village to ashes with a single fire.

Then these black-clothed people came to Li Yuning's grave, and one of them, with a ghost head knife in his hand, crossed the air, splitting the tomb and shattering the tombstone.

A group of more than ten people took out Li Yuning's coffin from the tomb, and then walked away.

......

"Humph!"

Qing Lin snorted heavily, shattering the picture in front of him, and the killing machine around him was condensed, and he was about to materialize.

"Daddy, who are those people?"

Qing Ning also quieted down, and her beautiful eyes were full of hatred.

"Let's go!"

Qing Lin's face was gloomy, and he didn't answer Qing Ning, but pulled her to hurry in the direction of Qing Yuan and Jinyuan's tombs again.

Back in front of the tombs of Qingyuan and Jinyuan, Qinglin didn't say a word, and also performed the Dafa of tracing back to the source.