Chapter 491

Qin Song's heart was shocked, what did 'they' refer to, could it be that the source of all mystery and fear was about to appear?

He summoned the sword formation diagram for the first time, this is a spiritual weapon refined by the demon clan wizard Bi Fang in imitation of the Zhuxian sword array diagram, the power is mysterious and unpredictable, Qin Song is on full guard, and he does not dare to be careless.

You know, he is about to face the source of the fault line in history.

A figure rushed out of the chaotic mist, the sword in his hand was already full of cracks, and after rushing out at this moment, the sword more than a meter long broke inch by inch.

Ahem......

The blood-soaked young man looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his temperament at the moment was like that of Hell Shura, his eyes were blood-red and hideous, and he was surrounded by black demonic energy, and his terrifying gaze scanned all directions, full of poignant murderous intent.

There was a terrible scream faintly between heaven and earth, which was terrifying.

"Tongtian, this is no longer the inside of the Divine Palace, you wake up quickly!" followed by a colorful butterfly, which flew lightly, a little spiritual light, and landed on the body of the blood-clothed young man.

"Zhuang Zhou doesn't need to worry, I am not controlled by them. Tongtian smiled a little, looking a little weird, he dropped the handle of the broken sword, and took out a quaint gray stone diamond with his backhand.

This scene made the gods who escaped show their greed.

But this thing fell into the hands of Tongtian, and no one dared to snatch it.

Then, the chaotic mist receded, and the mirage-like scene began to gradually become illusory, but the gods who rushed out at this moment were half less than when they entered.

"Dozens of gods have all fallen in the Divine Palace?" Qin Song was shocked in his heart.

The blood-clothed young man turned his head and looked in the direction where the Suiren Clan's Divine Palace was about to disappear, and said with sorrow: "Ancestral God, Ancestral God, have you really disappeared completely? Otherwise, how could this treasure of the Ancestral God become an ownerless thing?"

The eyes of the gods were also darkened.

Tongtian looked at Zhuang Zhou: "It is rumored that you are the closest existence to the ancient god of Nirvana, and when I retrieve my four immortal swords, I will send this treasure of the ancestral god out to help you break through." ”

The butterfly fluttered, but there was no response.

"The catastrophe is coming, even if we know that we will die, we must rise up and resist. After Tongtian finished speaking, he tore through the space, took one step, and the figure disappeared.

Soon after, the gods were gone, leaving only the people of the earth who had killed one another.

Qin Song breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave, but this was, Chen Ling'er actually stepped forward and walked in front of a flame.

The flame looked insignificant, as if it would be extinguished at any moment, and there was some black smoke emitting from it, burning on a rock.

Chen Ling'er stretched out her hands, held the tinder in the palm of her hand, and blinked her eyes, staring at this tinder carefully.

"What's that, leave the fire!" Suddenly, a demigod came over, with a hideous expression, and came straight to Chen Ling'er, wanting to take her life, and the killing machine was like a substance.

Qin Song's eyes flashed, his mana turned, and the sword formation diagram flew out with a bang, pressing it over, blocking the way.

Infinite sword qi gushed out, forcing the demigod to retreat again and again, and he defended with all his might, but after a while, even as a demigod, his body was covered with wounds.

Qin Song had tried his best to suppress his strength, but the fluctuations here were still seen by some mysterious peeps, which made him cautiously vigilant.

"An ant still dares to resist and seek death!" a god bent his fingers, and several lights like stars flew over.

Qin Song sacrificed four flying swords, and with the sword formation diagram, he used them with all his might.

The sword array diagram shook and trembled, and the picture inside seemed to be alive, and the sword qi was dense and swarmed out.

Qin Song pinched the seal decision, ran the nameless sword technique, and combined with the four flying swords, the sword qi condensed into a huge array of dragons, letting out a roar of dragon roars and tiger roars, and flew towards those star-like lights.

The sword array and the stars exploded almost at the same time, and the eyes of the people who shone with brilliant light could not be opened, and the huge sound was like hundreds of divine thunder exploding.

The sword qi and light began to annihilate, and the energy light surged out in all directions like a boiling torrent.

Qin Song snorted and retreated again and again, always the sword formation diagram resisted most of the power, he still suffered a heavy blow, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But instead of being angry, he was happy in his heart, he actually underestimated himself, after the heavenly tribulation, he actually relied on the eightfold heavenly cultivation and shook a god hard.

But it's just one blow, if it is hard again, he will definitely be blown out, and the body that can't be broken by this treasure weapon must be shattered.

"Look down on you, see if you can block your second blow!" the god pointed again, and a pillar of light pierced down, as if it were about to kill the soul of a person through the distant void.

Qin Song's muscles were tense and he was ready for battle.

But at this moment, Chen Ling'er, who was beside him, held the flame, blew it gently, the flame swayed, and a trace of flame power flew out.

Yes......

A terrible scream sounded from the heavens, and the god's face was distorted, as if he had encountered unimaginable pain, he fell directly from the sky, fell into the sky, and smashed a mountain directly into the sky.

The screams were already very common at this moment, but this scream made several nearby mountains crack, even if the other party was only in the early stage of the small god realm, the power of the gods was beyond comprehension.

The god flew up for the first time, covered in flames and black smoke, as if the whole person was almost natural, he stood on top of the void, his eyes staring at Chen Ling'er, or the flame in his palm.

This surprised many people, and someone actually injured the gods.

The other gods in Tianyun City in the distance immediately swept over with terrifying gazes.

Qin Song is like a great enemy, if he says a god, he still has a way to deal with it, but now that there are seven or eight gods, he also feels that there is nothing he can do.

"Then, that's the fire of the Suiren clan!" I don't know who said it, and the gods showed extreme greed, and then they all attacked, attacking this way.

Qin Song's scalp was numb, so he was going to sacrifice the Taixuan Order, cast the Bridge of Helplessness, and escape with Chen Ling'er.

But at this moment, a colorful butterfly fluttered beside him, its wings flapped gently, and the strange fluctuations made the supernatural powers of seven or eight gods disappear in an instant.

The corners of the gods' mouths spilled blood, and they all took a few steps back before stopping, their faces showing shock.

"Zhuang Zhou!" Qin Song gasped, the name of this butterfly was too unusual, and it had an extraordinary secret for him, because there was also a former sage named Zhuang Zhou on earth.

"The flame of the Suiren clan actually chose you......"

The butterfly flapped its wings, making a strange rule envelop Qin Song and Chen Ling'er, and the next moment, their figures gradually faded, as if they had entered another space.

When he left completely, Qin Song saw that those gods shot together, and in the end, they didn't leave them behind, and the colorful butterflies easily resisted the power of those gods.

"That's ......" When the picture completely disappeared, Qin Song saw a big tripod appear in the sky in the distance, and on the big tripod stood an extremely handsome young man holding a bamboo flute.

Qin Song took a deep breath: "Demon Refining Ding, Tianxuanzi is not dead, and he has also come to Middle-earth?!"

It is rumored that Tianxuanzi was born with a ding, and the origin is mysterious, when Qin Song killed him, the demon refining Ding took away the soul of Tianxuanzi, and he didn't know where to go.

For a long time, Qin Song thought that Tianxuanzi was dead, but he didn't expect that now he saw this person again, and the mysterious Demon Refining Ding also appeared again.

In just a few breaths, the world in front of Qin Song's eyes became clear again, and here was an endless sea of flowers. The sky is blue, the air is fresh and clean, and the fragrance of flowers is permeated.

In the depths of the sea of flowers, a huge plane tree stands tall in the sky. Obscuring the sky.

In the shade of the plane tree, a thatched hut.

The sea of flowers in the sky, a tree, and a hut gave Qin Song an indescribable sense of beauty.

Qin Song looked left and right, and found that Chen Ling'er was not by his side, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly rushed towards the hut, and when he got closer, he heard a voice coming from the hut.

However, what to say specifically, even if Qin Song's keen divine sense, he did not spy on it in the slightest. However, hearing Ling'er's voice also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Qin Song stopped slowly, not knowing whether to go in or not, Chen Ling'er seemed to be saying something extremely important, would it affect others if he rushed in?

The door of the hut was open, and Chen Ling'er's figure was clearly visible, as always, tall, with black hair like a waterfall, naturally draped on her chest and back, beautiful and moving, she was whispering with a colorful butterfly.

Qin Song found a clean place, sat down, looked at Chen Ling'er's figure with his eyes, and didn't speak, just waited slowly.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Ling'er seemed to say something very important, and sometimes her face would even show anger, sadness, and even tears......

It's just that I've never seen her smile. Qin Song really wanted to know what she was talking about, how could it be all bitter and helpless?

Qin Song felt a little tired, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he gradually fell asleep, and when he woke up, the people in the hut were still talking, but it seemed that at the end, most of the time he was silent, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing Ling'er's preoccupied appearance, Qin Song really wanted to share her worries, but after thinking about it, the butterfly in front of Ling'er's eyes, but Zhuang Zhou, was the existence closest to the realm of the ancient gods, how could the problems encountered by this kind of person be solved by a little ant in the realm of Daoji?

The butterfly turned into a middle-aged man, with a white face and beardlessness, very elegant, not handsome and majestic, nor ordinary and ordinary, but when Qin Song saw this person at a glance, he felt that he was not ordinary, and he had a very wonderful temperament.

"It's not a way to wait like this, I'm cultivating while waiting. ”

Qin Song sat cross-legged and emptied his body and mind, it was rare to have such a good environment, which was very helpful to his cultivation.

The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the cool breeze is blowing, and the sea of flowers is immediately wavy, Qin Song feels very comfortable, the pores of his body are opened, and his body is gradually crystal clear, like jade.

With this cultivation, he immediately found that something was wrong, the bronze Dao Ji was no longer silent, but running, as if he was absorbing the rules of this world, he could feel that drastic changes were taking place in the depths of the Dao Ji, and at the same time, his own cultivation had actually improved a lot.

Now, if he wants to go further, it is already extremely difficult, unless there are all kinds of treasure medicines and spiritual things to help, and the amount must be very large, but to practice in this sea of flowers, there is no need for spirit stones, no need for treasure medicine, just a simple breath, can make him, a monk of the Dao Foundation Eightfold Heaven, diligent, indescribable mysteries in it.

Qin Song carefully sensed and carefully observed the various energies he had absorbed, and found that in addition to the aura, there was also a trace of energy, and his heart was shocked, because this kind of energy was actually somewhat similar to the chaotic qi spit out from the Suiren Clan's Divine Palace.

"There is actually chaotic qi in this world, this thing can only be conceived unless the ancient god of Nirvana, this actually exists, it seems that the middle-aged man is really about to step into the realm of Nirvana. ”

Practicing the four realms, asking medicine, Daoji, Yuanshen, and Nirvana. Nirvana is the most mysterious and the last path in practice. Throughout the ages, there have been very few monks who have been able to step into this realm, which has also led to the world's understanding of this realm being extremely weak.

Qin Song is now in the Eighth Heaven, and he is about to enter the Yuan Shen Realm, which can also be called powerful, but he doesn't know anything about the Nirvana realm, but he knows that the monks of this realm are very powerful, and the power is indescribable. Even if one brings one's imagination to the extreme, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the mystery of Nirvana.

"No matter, this is chaotic qi, I absorb some more, it will be of great benefit to my own cultivation. "Qin Song is a real person, if he can't figure it out, he doesn't want to, he just goes all out to refine the chaotic qi in this sea of flowers.

"At this rate, it won't be long before I can step into the Nine Heavens. Qin Song was pleasantly surprised in his heart, chaotic qi is different from aura, aura is just simple energy, but chaotic qi is not simple, chaos itself is a kind of rule, so chaotic qi is a pure rule energy.

When refining chaotic qi, it is also equivalent to refining the rules.

The most difficult thing in the cultivation of Daoji monks is to turn the refined aura into the power of the law, which is also the most time-consuming place. And the chaotic qi that has been refined now is itself an extremely powerful law power, which naturally makes the speed of Dao Ji's cultivation reach an astonishing level.

"The chaotic qi in the Suiren Clan's Divine Palace is vast and swaying, almost enveloping a star field, if I can practice in the Suiren Clan's Divine Palace, I'm afraid it won't be long before I can step into the Yuan Shen Realm. ”

However, Qin Song also knew that it was enough to think about it, when the gods entered the divine palace, only half of them came out alive in the end, if he entered, it was estimated that there would be no possibility of survival.

After a long time, Qin Song stopped, feeling that the speed of refining the chaotic qi was still so fast, but the refinement speed of his cultivation had slowed down, and it seemed that by now, the chaotic qi he had refined had reached a saturated state.

"It's only been a long time since I've been cultivating, and I'm so much stronger, and my whole body is full of power, like I can knock down a star with one punch. ”

Qin Song naturally knew that this was a powerful imagination, and it was not that he could really pick the stars now, but it also showed that his cultivation during this period of time was not in vain.

"With Dao Foundation cultivation, you can refine Chaos Qi, which is really a rare genius. A middle-aged man's voice sounded beside him.

Qin Song immediately looked back, only to see the middle-aged man nodding and continuing: "The rule of chaos is hazy, once it goes deep into it, the monk will even lose his own will, so for the monk, the chaotic qi is not only useless, but harmful. Only the monks of the Yuan Shen Realm, with their strong will and mana, can refine the chaotic qi and turn it into energy that is beneficial to themselves. ”

"I see. "Before Qin Song refined the chaotic qi, he felt tired, in fact, it was the reason for the rule of chaos, if it was an ordinary monk, he might never wake up again after falling asleep, and his consciousness was scattered.

However, his cultivation is extraordinary, the bronze Dao base in his body operates, refining the chaotic qi, not only does his consciousness not dissipate, but after waking up from sleep, he is refreshed and refreshed.

"The Tao in you, since the first time we met, has become more mysterious, and now even I can't see it. The middle-aged man's words shocked Qin Song to take a deep breath.

"What kind of Tao do my predecessors know?" Qin Song was shocked, along the way, even Tianji couldn't tell what he was cultivating, and now this middle-aged man who turned into a butterfly had actually seen it?!

"I don't know what your cultivation is, I've only seen it when this kind of Tao was condensed. You should have seen me, too. The middle-aged man laughed.

Qin Song was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, when he was condensing the Dao seed in the dry well of the Xuanyuan Temple, there were three visions when the Dao seed was formed, one of the visions was a butterfly, flying around the Dao seed, as if he wanted to peek into the secret of the Dao seed, but in the end he returned in vain.

Could it be that the butterfly in the vision when condensing the Dao seed is the person in front of him, Zhuang Zhou?

He looked at Zhuang Zhou and saw the middle-aged man smiling and nodding: "That was our first meeting." ”

After being confirmed, Qin Song's heart was even more shocked, if the butterfly was indeed its person, who were the characters in the other two visions?

"Why ......" Qin Song didn't know how to ask the doubts in his heart for a while.

"The reason why I appeared was because there was a new way in heaven and earth, and I felt something in my heart, so I went without malice. Zhuang Zhoudao.

"My predecessors are saying that the path I am cultivating is a new path, and what is this kind of path?" Qin Song said.

"Ask yourself, this is your way, and you should know it better than anyone else. Zhuang Zhou's answer made Qin Song suddenly realize, as if he was drinking on the head.

"That's right, my Dao, how can I ask others, such a simple truth, how can I only understand it now?" Qin Song muttered to himself, the bronze Dao base in his body was running, making the dark sea of the dantian, with waves and huge waves.

Ahem......

The coughing sound came, Qin Song hurriedly looked, Chen Ling'er slowly woke up in the distance, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, opened his eyes, smiled at Qin Song, and then shook his head at Zhuang Zhou and said, "Even with the help of the Ancestral God Flame, I still failed." ”

"Try again, since the fire of the ancestral god has chosen you, then the turning point in this life will definitely be in you. Zhuang Zhou said, his voice firm: "The ancestral god will not choose the wrong one." ”