Global Reincarnation: Beginning as the Prince of Heavy Eyes

Chapter 682;

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The young people in Zhentiangudi were a little out of their wits by Junhong's explanation, and said with a dry smile, "Isn't this double pupil your follower?"

Jun Hong shook his head and scolded bluntly: "Do you not understand people's words or what? I am a follower of Lord Xia Changqing."

"Nonsense! You are of the blood of a true immortal, and you are still at the beginning of the Saint King Realm. How could you..."

The young man who conquered the world, roared in disbelief.

All the figures at the scene also showed doubting eyes.

"How can a frog at the bottom of a well see how vast and vast the outside world is?"

Xia Changqing looked at the young man in the town with disdain.

"It took five hundred and three years of cultivation to achieve the great perfection of the Holy King Realm. Why do you have the nerve to stand here?"

"Presumptuous! You have the guts to say it again!" The young man with red eyes gasped heavily.

Xia Changqing looked calm.

There were no emotional fluctuations in the pupils of the eyes densely packed with chaotic runes.

"It's okay to say it a hundred times, why do you have the nerve to stand here?

Do you think that you can look down on the practitioners in the heavens because you have come out of the immortal vein inheritance?

Little do you know that I can suppress you with just one palm. "

Bang Long
A large area of ​​space is broken.

The young people who ruled the world and the ancient land furiously showed the power of the Great Perfection of the Holy King Realm.

The first shot comes from the immortal magic secret technique inherited by the immortal veins, and the evolved yin and yang avenue, earth, water, wind and fire, has a terrifying prestige beyond the constraints of the realm.

Xia Changqing remained unmoved, and used his body as a furnace to melt through the ages. At the same time, he revealed the supreme taboo methods such as the gods standing three feet above the head, the world-destroying heavenly skill, the third-generation fairy scriptures, the god-elephant-suppressing-prison power, and the immortal curse.

A variety of invincible methods, within Xia Changqing's thought, all ways and methods are unified and bombarded out!
Its power shakes the past, the present and the future, and its power frightens ghosts and weeps gods!
It can be seen that [-] giant elephant particles and [-] primordial elephant particles spread across the world like giant beasts, and the phantoms of rising gods stand majestically and immortally behind Xia Changqing!
Finally, there is the profound meaning of destroying the world that destroys everything in the world, and the profound meaning of the Immortal Sutra of the Third Age that contains the breath of reincarnation!
With so many invincible taboo methods, one can be respected all over the world. If they want to use it at the same time, the backlash force produced can tear apart the blood of a true fairy like Junhong.

Thanks to Xia Changqing's physical body sanctification, cultivation of the primordial spirit, the physical primordial spirit is detached and indestructible, and he also has the will to prove the Tao of the eternal gods, and the ultimate way to cultivate a hundred scriptures in one furnace.

Only then can so many invincible spells burst out at the same time!

The pupils of the young man who ruled the world have changed. The secret art of immortality he evolved was destroyed by Xia Changqing's blow, and his body was like catkins floating in the wind. A few kilometers away.

"hiss"! "hiss"! "hiss"!
Hundreds of figures on the platform looked at each other in shock.

The young people from the ancient land of Zhentian, although they are not descendants of the immortal lineage, are not bad, and they also have the Dao Fruit of the Great Perfection of the Saint King Realm, which is a whole realm higher than Xia Changqing!
In front of such a huge gap, Xia Changqing didn't use the power of double pupils, and he was able to retrograde and severely injure the young man who suppressed the ancient land with one blow, which is really unimaginable.

At a glance, Xia Changqing was reflected in the eyes of everyone at the scene, with silkworm robes like snow, black hair as thick as waterfalls, a face, handsome and ethereal, with a powerful body, invincible!

The rays of light that emanate make the four poles of the universe dim.

"Monster! This is even more terrifying than the blood of a true immortal! With a huge gap in the realm, he suppressed a young Tianjiao who came from the inheritance of the immortal blood with one move. How did this kid practice?"

"If you want a follower who has the blood of a real fairy flowing in his body to become a follower, I'm afraid it's not the appearance of a fairy king?"

"The appearance of an immortal king? I don't believe it! Only in the fairyland can the appearance of an immortal king be born! In this world of mortals, it is possible to give birth to the appearance of an immortal king."

Hundreds of figures on the platform expressed their opinions in horror.

On the ground tens of thousands of meters away, the young man from the ancient world climbed up with his body broken and blood flowing.

Looking at Xia Changqing, his eyes were full of resentment, "You...you...pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!"

Xia Changqing said indifferently, "Then the dog barks, let's see if you say another word, will I kill you!"

The ferocious murderous intent that permeates the past, present, and future, like thousands of monsters and beasts galloping, three thousand gods and demons came to the world and enveloped the young people of the ancient world.

All of a sudden, the young man who conquered the world was unable to utter a word as if his throat was choked by a big hand.

Under Xia Changqing's boundless murderous intent, he had already personally experienced the horror of his soul flying away, his body dying and his dao disappearing.

Xia Changqing looked away, and he walked straight to the gate of the Chaos Temple.

Young creatures over five hundred years old cannot enter this chaotic temple, and Xia Changqing is only less than 140 years old today.

Through the iron gate as huge as a mountain, Xia Changqing came to the inner hall of the Chaos Temple.

It is full of antiquity, and it is necessary to draw people into the hall of the temple like the mythical years. The space is grand and can accommodate all corners of the world, thousands of mountains and valleys.

Dozens of Immortal Talents who entered the Chaos Temple before Xia Changqing, with different expressions, crowded together and stood in front of a futon.

The futon was still vaguely stained with a little bit of crystal dust, lingering with immortal splendor, and there was some kind of supreme aura imprinted in the futon forever.

"Could it be the futon used by the fairy king Juqing who forged this chaotic temple in the past?"

Jun Hong guessed.

Xia Changqing strode forward.

Looking at Xia Changqing, who was wearing double pupils, with a peerless expression, standing beside him with a fierce aura, dozens of young Tianjiao who came from the inheritance of the immortal lineage, their faces were extremely fearful.

The Chaos Temple was forged by the Supreme Immortal King Juqing in the Emperor Luo Era, and it appeared every few epochs.

When it appears, another young creature will be selected as the successor to inherit the Great Way of the Immortal King in the Chaos Temple!
To become the descendant of this Chaos Temple, there is only one standard, and that is to have an unparalleled posture!
The arrival of a young creature with chaotic double pupils, in the eyes of dozens of young arrogances who inherited the celestial veins, is equivalent to a formidable enemy who takes away the supreme good fortune.

Xia Changqing looked at the futon calmly.

The eternal supreme aura imprinted inside the futon has an unimaginable aura of time, as if it has passed through the baptism of thousands of epochs.

It hasn't dissipated until today!

And that level of majesty reminded Xia Changqing of the battle of luck, inheriting the great luck of the Nine Immortal Kings, and seeing the Nine Immortal Kings.

You can't be wrong, the breath imprinted in the futon is exactly left by the immortal king Juqing who forged this chaotic temple.

(End of this chapter)