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When the sky was churning and the thunder and wind were surging, the sky was filled with black clouds, which were getting thicker and thicker, and their scope was getting wider and wider.
And the wind in the green sand desert became more powerful, and the whistling sound was like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
Waves of depressing feelings descended from the sky, covering not only the place where Xu Qing was, but also the entire Qingsha Desert.
The roaring sound fell from the nine heavens, and the hearts of all living beings in the green sand desert skipped a beat.
All the forces within the mountain, including the cultivators in the Kusheng Mountain Range, were all frightened. Even some people in the Red Moon Temple raised their heads and looked at the sky.
"What's going on?" Something was wrong with the sky. Chen Fanzhuo was sitting cross-legged in his sect. He was also frightened at this moment. He quickly opened his eyes and looked at the dark sky. He felt uneasy in his heart. He didn't know what was going on.
Equally uneasy was Mu Daozi, who was accompanying an old man in black robes and carefully serving apprenticeship tea. The tea cup he was holding shook a little and the tea spilled.
The old man in black robe in front of him instantly raised his head and looked up at the sky, with a look of surprise on his face.
There was also Patriarch Mo Gui, the strongest casual cultivator in the Kusheng Mountains. He was sitting cross-legged and meditating. He appeared in mid-air in an instant, with an unprecedented serious expression on his face as he looked towards the sky.
This is true for everyone, even the tribes living under the desert.
Not to mention the source of all this, the people floating in the sun in mid-air.
Ning Yan trembled, Wu Jianwu breathed in, Li Yougui was horrified, and the captain stood there looking expectantly, looking down.
"The Crown Prince is right. Ever since little A-Qing was considered the future governor of Fenghai County, the old man has obviously put safety as the first priority." But it's not as serious as what the Crown Prince said. Little A-Qing's Taoist heart is.
Slowly.
Shape it, and in a few years he will naturally have his own way, without the need for guidance from others.
"But at this stage, for little Ah Qing, this is a good thing." The captain thought of this and looked towards the ground.
On the ground, the prince, who transformed into an old grandfather, slowly rose into the sky with his hands behind his back. The moment he left, the roar of the sky erupted in front of him, and arc-shaped lightning suddenly appeared in the sky and traveled in all directions.
Its scope continued to grow, from a thousand feet at the beginning to ten thousand feet, and continued until it finally covered less than half of the green sand desert.
Such a marvelous sight brings incomparable horror to all living beings in the Qingsha Desert.
Before they could take a closer look, roars like the roar of gods exploded from all directions, countless thunders echoed, and countless arc-shaped lightnings converged into streaks of sky thunder, covering half of the desert and falling over a large area.
Cracked in the sand!
The number of thunderbolts is no less than three thousand.
These three thousand sky thunders fell in different places, and after they landed, amidst the roar of the sand and gravel, they quickly gathered under the desert towards the place where Xu Qing was.
It was like three thousand thunder dragons coming together with an astonishing momentum. The ground was churning, leaving long marks.
After experiencing this scene, the captain took a breath and opened his eyes wide. Even he was shocked at this moment.
"This is going to kill little Ah Qing!" The captain was shocked and was about to fly out, but the Crown Prince turned around and glanced at him in mid-air.
"Don't be impatient!" The captain paused, his expression changing continuously.
At this moment, three thousand thunder dragons roared and rushed straight towards Xu Qing. Looking around, the ground around him continued to explode with loud noises. At this moment, three thousand sky thunders finally gathered!
A sound that spread throughout the Qingsha Desert turned into a violent sound wave and spread deafeningly. Under the desert where Xu Qing was, the surrounding sand shattered and suddenly exploded in the sound.
There was even a miserable scream coming from the sun, which attracted the attention of Ning Yan and others.
They saw that after Xu Qing absorbed it, the only remaining divine envoy of the Red Moon Temple, at this moment, his body emitted lightning from the inside to the outside, shattered into pieces, turned into a diamond-shaped piece of wood, and fell to the ground.
He died suddenly, and before anyone could react, the earth rippled instantly and violently, with continuous explosions that spread thousands of miles.
Finally, looking from a distance, a thousand-mile deep pit appeared in the earth.
In the middle was a charred five-foot-long body, lying there motionless, life or death unknown.
"It's a bit bad. Three thousand heavenly thunders only withstood a few hundred." The prince shook his head, raised his right hand and pulled the charred body in front of him, then turned and returned to the sun.
After arriving at the sun, Ling'er's face was full of anxiety, her eyes were red, and she ran over quickly.
"Brother Xu Qing!" Seeing Xu Qing's body covered with injuries and dying, Ling'er shed tears and hugged Xu Qing and looked at the prince.
"Grandpa," Ning Yan and Wu Jianwu didn't dare to breathe. Looking at Xu Qing who was motionless, their hearts trembled.
"He can't die." The prince said calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, he found Ling'er crying, and his heart softened.
"This is also a kind of experience, and with the Red Moon Divine Envoy continuing the calamity, when your brother Xu Qing reaches the limit, the other party will share the burden on his own." The captain heard this and looked at the dissipated Divine Envoy.
Where I am, my heart is churning and my heart is murmuring.
"Xi Nan Tu Ling." At this moment, Wu Jianwu and Ning Yan also understood the reason for the scene just now, and they took a breath.
Especially Ning Yan, he knew a lot of secrets. At this moment, an ancient ritual that he saw in ancient books suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Xi Nan Tea Order!" Ning Yan read many ancient books and was very impressed by the technique of Xi Nan Tea Order. This technique no longer exists in this era, and people know how to arrange it, but during the period of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou, this technique
The technique is vicious until.
Xinan is a very dangerous tree that lives in ancient times. It goes through a tribulation every year, and every time it goes through a tribulation, countless powerful people die inexplicably in various places.
Later generations studied and found that there were some strange connections. All the strong men who died had replaced Xi Nan's calamity and died in their place.
So gradually some people figured out this ritual.
In the era of the ancient emperor Xuanyou, only the geniuses of the royal family would perform this method under the auspices of the elders and use foreigners to replace the tribulation.
The most amazing thing about Xinan Tu Ling is that it can make the person who has overcome the tribulation reach his own extreme. After going through the test of life and death, it will be transformed into a piece of wood for him to repair the tribulation.
This wood chip has the power of curse, and once it explodes, its power is astonishing.
Thinking of this, Ning Yan suddenly looked towards the place where the divine envoy died. There was a piece of wood there.
At the same time, the outside sky returned to normal as the thunder dissipated, and the black clouds also dissipated, but the fluctuations from the earth were still spreading.
At first glance, it seems to be only a thousand miles away, but just now three thousand thunderbolts hit the ground, causing a sensation throughout the Qingsha Desert, causing countless mountains to shake, and even the Kusheng Mountains to shake violently.
There were constant exclamations inside, and the solemn meaning was extremely strong.
One after another figures rose into the sky, wisps of spiritual thoughts were formed, panic and vigilance all erupted.
"Which great master is this who is overcoming the tribulation? It doesn't look like he is overcoming the tribulation, but more like refining things!" For a moment, countless doubts and speculations arose among all living beings in the Qingsha Desert. Even the Red Moon Temple was shaken.
Go out and search to see why.
But found nothing.
The impact of this incident is extremely profound for the Qingsha Desert monks.
As the strongest among the casual cultivators, Patriarch Mo Gui was currently in mid-air in the Kusheng Mountains, taking a deep breath, looking at the sky with his weathered eyes, and murmuring.
"The wind is about to rise in the green sand desert." Similar sentiments arose in the hearts of many strong men. On Mu Daozi's side, the old man in black robe sitting in front of him was also trembling at the moment. He took the wood after a while.
Daozi drank tea and spoke in a low voice.
"Don't be afraid to leave the Kusheng Mountains to serve as a teacher in the near future. I always have a bad feeling. You haven't done anything extraordinary recently, right?" Mu Daozi shook his head quickly.
"Master, this disciple has been here all this time, preparing to build the mountain gate, and has not done anything extraordinary." The old man in black robe nodded.
At this moment, Xu Qing, who had caused all these fluctuations, reluctantly opened his eyes in the sun. He could feel that his body was extremely weak, but at the same time as he was weak, there was an astonishing force churning.
Thirteen Nascent Souls have all reached the level of three tribulations.
Its combat power has skyrocketed, and any Nascent Soul monk who encounters it will feel despair and horror in his heart.
At this moment, Xu Qing can already fight against the strong men in the early stages of cultivating the Tao.
Those who are strong in cultivating the Tao, and those who are weak are far beyond the Nascent Soul monks. As for the powerful, they are infinitely close to the spiritual treasure. Once they form the Tao of Heaven, they can break through their own limitations, turn the void into reality, and achieve the true secret treasure!
In this way, three days passed while Xu Qing was healing.
The Kusheng Mountains are far away in front of my eyes.
After Ling'er saw that Brother Xu Qing was fine here, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, became lively again, and introduced the pharmacy to the prince.
"Grandpa, my drug store is very beautiful, especially the interior of the drug store is very cozy with my decoration. I wipe it clean every day and it is spotless." Ling'er was happy. Ning Yan and Wu Jianwu were also curious. Captain,
It also showed expectations.
As for Li Yougui, he was just as excited in his heart. He escaped once, but this time he was different. The ancestor of Mogui was now a joke in front of him.
The prince smiled, feeling very happy in his heart. He once had an extraordinary status, could not appreciate worldly happiness, and had no sense of family relationships. Then he was suppressed in the sea of fire and suffered incomparably.
Even when he returned, he mostly healed alone. But these days with these children, listening to them shouting grandfather and grandfather, he didn't say anything, but he felt a rare warmth in his heart.
So when he heard Ling'er's happy words, he smiled and nodded, but when he glanced at the outside world, he looked a little weird.
"Ling'er, is your pharmacy located in Tucheng, a hundred miles away?"
"Yes, Grandpa, it was in that earth city, and I finally came home." Ling'er's eyes showed anticipation.
At this moment, as the sun gradually approached the Kusheng Mountains, Xu Qing also postponed his healing and stood up weakly. With Ling'er's support, he looked outside in the direction of Tucheng, feeling deep in his heart.
This time I went out again and again for half a year, but in the next moment, Xu Qing's eyes narrowed.
A piece of ruins appeared in his perception, and then a roar came from the direction of Tucheng. Amidst the flying dust, the few remaining houses there collapsed.
Xu Qing was stunned.
This chapter has been completed!