Chapter 895

Qin Huan, who got this result, was stunned.

Qin Huan was more and more sure when he thought about the vicissitudes of life again and again... But Qin Huan was confused. He engraved palmprint lines. Why did he lead to the vicissitudes of life?

The only possibility is... The voice of vicissitudes is the person who created the palm print pattern.

In other words, the palmprint pattern is actually a powerful rule, and the voice of vicissitudes is the terrorist existence that created this rule, and such a strong person... Still exists in the world? Such a strong man... How can he know the ancient Saint hunyuanzi??

In this way, doesn't it mean that the ancient Saint hunyuanzi is a strong man at the same level as the voice of vicissitudes??

No

Qin Huan heard the shock from the vicissitudes of life... It can be concluded that the ancient Saint hunyuanzi is likely to be of higher generation than the one who created the palm print pattern!!

Qin Huan didn't return to his mind for a long time. The secret obtained by forcibly depicting the palmprint lines exceeded his cognition and imagination.

For nearly three hours, Qin Huan gradually digested the gains, took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and said to himself, "I can't touch many secrets now. The only thing I can do is to constantly improve his strength."

Qin Huan seldom thought about the future, because if he was immersed in fantasizing about the future, he would only think more and fear more. There would be a sense of groundless worry. Qin Huan preferred to grasp everything now than thinking about the future.

Leaving all his thoughts behind, Qin Huan looked at the mark of heaven in the bitter sea.

At this time, there are 48 lines on some pure heaven marks of gold, which are all over the whole body of heaven marks, just like 48 palm prints superimposed on heaven marks.

To Qin Huan's surprise, there was a light flowing on the sky mark at this time, and a faint golden air flow diffused from the sky mark, which had never been seen before.

"I don't know what the relationship between the heaven mark and the palm print pattern is." Qin Huan said to himself. Looking back on the past heaven palm and the palm print on his face, Qin Huan was surprised.

At that time, Qin Huan guessed that the palm print on the face of the palm of heaven was probably what the people who destroyed the Taoism of heaven did at the beginning. However, that palm did not kill the palm of heaven, but achieved the palm of heaven. He retained all the power of that palm, understood it, and finally created the pulse of heaven

Thinking of this, Qin Huan not only wondered how the person who gave heaven a palm print, that is, the person who created the palm print pattern, existed.

Qin Huan could not help but think of the people sitting on the sky when he left the ghost kingdom. At this time, connecting all these together, Qin Huan vaguely felt that he had only touched the tip of the iceberg in this world

Qin Huan took a deep breath and pressed down all his thoughts. Qin Huan meditated and recovered. He didn't get up slowly until his injury healed. The bones in his body burst out buzzing. He began to try to attract spatial resonance. In this way, he could improve his strength again.

Qin Huan had made qualitative changes in all aspects because of the quenching of thunder and the five levels of cultivation. Just talking about the strength of bone ringing, 206 bones in his body were many times stronger than before.

The power of the 206 bones was terrible, but Qin Huan was not satisfied with it. The power of bone Ming depended too much on the strength of the flesh. Only the stronger the flesh, the greater the power. But the resonance of all things, stars and heaven and earth was different.

Looking back on the heaven and earth killing fist he used in the first world war with Xu Yiyi when he was defeated... That fist triggered spatial resonance with his own bone roaring force... Looking back on the roaring sound of heaven and earth at that moment, Qin Huan was aware of it and fell into enlightenment.

In order to constantly try to resonate between heaven and earth, Qin Huan kept moving in the cave, constantly resonating with the bones

Fortunately, the cave is big enough. Fortunately, the cave has a sound insulation array. Otherwise, someone will be awakened, because the sound of Qin Huan's bone Ming is no different from the sound of thunder, or even more powerful than the sound of thunder!

Time for any cultivator is like a white horse crossing the gap.

It is getting closer and closer to the breakthrough of the one sect of ten thousand Taoism. Many external disciples who have long prepared for the breakthrough have left the pass, which makes the external gate more and more lively.

However, although a few months later, you can still hear about "cruel people" in the outside door, and most of these closers are the best in the outside door. They are conceited and arrogant.

After hearing the stories of cruel people, they are all curious, and young and vigorous they want to compare, so that there are more and more rewards for practice under the fairyland. In the end, there are almost thousands of success or failure

Of course, some of them really want to compete with Qin Huan, and some want to lead Qin Huan. After all, there are not a few rewards for looking for cruel people. Everyone wants to drive them out.

When the dark tide surged in the outer gate, Jiang Yong walked back and forth with great anxiety. If Qin Huan were here, he would recognize Jiang Yong, who was the black disciple blackmailed by Qin Huan for 10000 contribution points.

At this time, Jiang Yong is upset. It has been five years since he was blackmailed by that damn new disciple for 10000 contribution points

Over the past five years, Jiang Yong has been thinking about breaking Qin Huan to pieces all the time. But recalling Qin Huan's means, Jiang Yong's anger and hatred will turn into fear. Jiang Yong knows that if he finds it rashly, he will suffer.

During this period, Jiang Yong didn't want to go back to find someone else to retaliate, but Jiang Yong was worried that after it was spread out, he would be unable to lift his head in front of his friends. Therefore, Jiang Yong has been waiting for Li Kuang to pass... And this waiting is five years.

Now, Jiang Yong finally heard that deacon Li Kuang had passed the pass a while ago, so he has been waiting for the right time to find Li Kuang... Today, the time is ripe, but Jiang Yong hesitated before entering

After working for Li Kuang for many years, Jiang Yong naturally knows Li Kuang's temperament. Although his name is crazy, Li Kuang is by no means a person with developed limbs and simple mind. On the contrary, he is an absolutely cruel person.

Jiang Yong was worried that if the matter was reported, Li Kuang would punish himself... But if he did not report, the holes of thousands of contribution points had not been filled... After taking a deep breath, Jiang Yong bit his teeth and directly said in a high voice, "deacon Li, Jiang Yong asks for an interview."

"Come in!" an indifferent voice sounded from the yard.

Jiang Yong summoned up his courage and entered the courtyard.

In half an hour.

"Bang!" with a loud noise, a dark shadow flew out of the courtyard house, smashed the door and fell heavily into the courtyard.

Jiang Yong covered his face and blood gushed from his mouth. He vomited a mouthful of blood and all his teeth vomited out, but Jiang Yong didn't make any scream, but looked at the young man in Tsing Yi out of the house in horror.

"This slap is not because you did wrong, but because you don't hate enough... Do you really think that new disciple dares to make a big deal? As I am Li Kuang, you are afraid of a new disciple?" the young man in Tsing Yi said coldly. There is a ferocious scar on his face. Although his face is not as ferocious as Jiang Yong, it feels more cruel than Jiang Yong.

"You should know the trace of the new disciples?" Li Kuang, a young man in Tsing Yi, said slowly.

Jiang Yong nodded like a chicken pecking rice. His eyes showed fear and said vaguely: "the new disciple is a little strange. He hasn't found his trace for five years, but I've always mastered the trace of a friend..."

PS: don't worry. There will be a big outbreak sooner or later. It's a little Calvin these days.