Chapter 3782： Tsing Yi Zong

Everything is illusory, but a bait for tempting death.

The sea of ​​blood is boundless, and giant monsters eat people.

After the huge mouth closed, in the next instant, from the huge mouth, dazzling divine rainbows burst out.

Every divine rainbow pierced this huge mouth of creatures, and Qin Xuan stood with his hands in the light of the sun.

As the creature of the giant fell into the endless sea of ​​blood, Qin Xuan still didn't say a word.

He could feel that a large amount of aura in the sea of ​​blood gathered here.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, he looked forward, and walked, but under the sea of ​​blood, there were shadows flying around.

Suddenly, a creature rushed into the sea of ​​bleeding. This was a strange fish with wings, about a hundred feet long, and its fangs flashed with the radiance of the law of destruction.

Before Qin Xuan even looked at this creature, he just waved his hand.

In the body, the force of the nine layers of heaven and earth turned into a profound light, and the creature directly turned into a rain of blood in the sky.

And this didn't stop there, such a strong **** breath aroused the killing of the creatures under the sea of ​​blood.

Hundreds of behemoths were killed together at this moment, and they exuded a filthy breath.

Qin Xuan looked at these creatures, but didn't care.

When the body is ten feet away, if a creature enters here, it will be a palm of the fairy light falling down, extinguishing it into nothingness.

Qin Xuan at the top of the desolate ancient realm, the current strength is no longer comparable to the former ancestral realm.

Plus, as the ancestor of the Longevity Avenue.

Even though Qin Xuan had not used the full strength of the Longevity Avenue, he could still feel that the current Changsheng Avenue was more than ten thousand times stronger before he was martyred.

This also coincides with him, the world's living beings, cultivating great roads.

As the true ancestor of the Enlightenment, the more the creatures who cultivated the Dao of Longevity became stronger, the greater the Dao of Longevity became, and the benefits Qin Xuan received were more amazing.

This is also why Qin Xuan chose the road of martyrdom.

This path laid him a foundation that no one else could have.

Even the ancient emperor is the same!

Originally, his long years in the long river of time made his will, mind, and state of mind more than enough to surpass the ancient emperor of nine heavens and ten places.

But these, after all, can't kill.

But today's Changsheng Avenue can!

Although Qin Xuan didn't know what kind of power there would be to move the longevity avenue, the ordinary Tonggu realm was as weak as an ant in front of him.

Qin Xuan slaughtered everywhere here, and all the creatures were almost beheaded by Qin Xuan.

He did not refuse to come, and the sea of ​​blood behind him almost formed a path of bones.

There was no wave in his heart.

As if the road in front of him, even though it was endless bones, he never cared at all.

With the more killings, Qin Xuan's evil spirit became more intense. Under the black gold mask, under the Qingyi, Qin Xuan's body seemed to have a kind of self-respecting madness.

Finally, in that sea of ​​blood, a huge vortex suddenly emerged.

This is different from the breath of all the creatures before, in that huge vortex, a blood-colored lotus rose.

In the very center of the lotus flower, a man in a blood coat holding a certain kind of weird etiquette, quietly looking at Qin Xuan.

"Little friend, there is no limit to the blood and the bones. Is there no fear of such a killing?"

He looked at Qin Xuan, his eyes were full of endless blood, one with the sea of ​​blood under him.

"What is fear!?"

Qin Xuan said three words lightly, but these three words moved the man's face.

I am not afraid, but I don’t know how to be afraid.

The man understood Qin Xuan's meaning, and the huge blood lotus under him gently turned, "Even if all the creatures in the blood sea are slaughtered, the little friends can't leave this place!"

"Go back, here, it's not something you can pass."

The man's words just fell, and the answer to the man was a sword.

Endless sword!

A sword passed through the man's body.

"There is a road here, I am going rampant, if there is no road here, I will open the road!"

Under Xuanjin's face, such words were left.

This kind of arrogance, domineering, and even self-confidence made the man's eyes tremble slightly.

In the end, the man dissipated, and Qin Xuan looked forward and continued to walk.

It was just a step, and the scenery in front of him had changed.

It was still the ink-bone boat, and still the old man, but the old man's face had already appeared in awe.

"Guest, the other side is here!"

The old man said with three-point panic and trembling.

Qin Xuan raised his eyes, but saw that this was a golden fertile soil, with an endless sea of ​​blood already behind him.

He looked at the old man, whether everything before him was an illusion or reality, it seemed difficult to tell.

Qin Xuan didn't say anything or ask any questions, he just stepped onto the golden fertile ground.

Stepping into it, a lot of vitality involuntarily penetrated into Qin Xuan's body, but was cut off by Qin Xuan.

Even in the distance, there were some golden elves about the size of a palm, rushing towards him.

But when these elves were about to approach, these elves seemed to feel fear and retreated quickly.

It seemed that Qin Xuan was a demon, and the fear on each creature's face was different.

In the golden fertile soil, a figure slowly walked out, comforting the elves, and looking at Qin Xuan in the distance.

"Your Excellency is so terrible." This is a woman, a godlike woman, pure and innocent, sacred and indispensable, and people can't help but show admiration and respect when they look at it.

Qin Xuan looked at this woman, and he still had that kind of indifferent evil spirit.

"Where is this!?"

He finally spoke and asked faintly.

"Holy soil!"

The woman slowly said: "Such evil spirit can actually pass through the sea of ​​blood, it seems that the Dao in your heart is enough to suppress endless killings."

"What is Holy Land!?" Qin Xuan ignored the woman's words, but continued to ask questions.

"The treasure of endless nurturing, provokes sentient beings to linger." The woman waved her hand gently, and the golden soil on the ground slowly fell into her palm.

"Your Excellency, please follow me, and I will lead you to explore the wonders of this holy land!"

Qin Xuan hadn't heard of this woman's words.

Under Xuanjin's face, he had never seen the slightest change in his expression.

"How to get through here!?"

Qin Xuan asked again, his words caused the woman's expression to slightly change.

"The Holy Land Yun has the supreme chance, why should you do this? It's better to leave at first sight."

Qin Xuan stepped, his Tsing Yi moved slowly, and a voice of indifference came out.

"I have no holy land, and my heart has no purity!"

"The place I hang around, let alone here!"

He passed the woman and stunned the creatures. His words made the woman's brows furrowed and her face was slightly gloomy.

"It seems that your heart is determined. In that case, the road ahead is very dangerous. I hope you can go."

The saint left a word, and she gently waved her arm, and her body turned into radiance and disappeared.

Qin Xuan also moved forward, the direction was not important, he was just moving forward.

Even if there is an endless unknown ahead, he never cared.

But just after Qin Xuan walked in this holy soil for about a hundred breaths, suddenly, a figure came from the sky in front of him.

A man, with the breath of the sixth heaven through the ancients, was haunted by the golden breath similar to this holy soil, blocking the way of Qin Xuan.

"Disrespectful fanatic!"

As soon as the man appeared, he made a cold voice, his palm shook, and there was a knife like a moon.

A knife is three thousand zhang, covering Tsing Yi.