Chapter 1910 Lord of Qingqiu! (Please Subscribe!!!)

Qingqiu.

In the small building on the isolated island, the fragrance of magnolia flowers floats secretly.

Pei Ling looked calm, and said: "...that Dragon Clan was inadvertent, and his head was chopped off by Jielei on the spot! His limbs were dismantled! His body was smashed to pieces!"

As soon as the voice fell, he immediately saw through the immortal post of "Guan Tian", "Fu Yuan" stood in the sky above the turbulent forest, and the tribulation thunder rolled down, and the huge thunder light struck straight with majestic momentum!

In the loud noise that shook the sky and the ground, the dragon horn and a knuckle of "Fu Yuan" were struck by the lightning, and along with the dragon's blood splashed, it scattered into various places in Qingqiu.

The Dragon King, with a very small part of his body missing, continued to circle the sky without any further damage.

The definitions of "beheading", "limbs" and "body smashed to pieces" have been changed!

However, "Fuyuan" was not unscathed.

If it continues like this, He can use this chess game to consume the opponent to death!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling was about to continue speaking, but saw that "Fu Yuan" was faster than him. The moment he escaped from the tribulation thunder, he came to the bank of a deep pool under a waterfall in an instant.

The grass and trees here are quiet and quiet, amidst the sound of rumbling water, there are many pieces of broken jade.

Pei Ling was no stranger to this place.

At that time, he and senior "Kongmeng" and others strayed into this chess game. He wanted to use the system to cultivate, leave the chess game, and then entrusted the casting blueprint [Lingbo Hanlongqin], and the system brought him to this place...

It's just that at that time, there were cows here, climbing the short fence and surrounding an old hut.

But right now, in the peeping of the "Guantian" immortal post, the hut, the short fence, and the cows have not yet appeared.

[Lingbo Hanlongqin], [Wan Shuixian Pan] and [Xuankun Mirror] were all cast here by Him, and they all used materials from the Dragon Clan.

Now that "Fu Yuan" has suddenly escaped here, could it be that he sensed the aura of the dragon clan from the air?

When his thoughts turned, Pei Ling spoke again: "The third tribulation thunder..."

Before the word "down" could be uttered, He saw that the aura of "Fu Yuan" was changing, and it was directly facing the open space where the hut had not yet appeared, using the rule of "to the king"!

Pei Ling was startled for a moment, not understanding what "Fu Yuan" was doing.

But he reacted quickly, and immediately continued: "The third tribulation thunder descends!"

"The power of this tribulation thunder is stronger than the previous two tribulation thunders!"

"That Dragon Clan has already lost his limbs by the second tribulation thunder, so the third tribulation thunder can only be received by his head!"

"The tribulation thunder struck the head of that dragon clan."

"The dragon's head was severely injured, and he lost his memory on the spot!"

"It forgot how to modify the order, forgot how to use the immortal post, forgot how to use the 'origin' avenue, and forgot who I am!"

After finishing speaking, Pei Ling continued without any pause, "The fourth tribulation thunder has descended!"

"This tribulation thunder is stronger than the third tribulation thunder!"

"The dragon has been seriously injured and is powerless to defend."

"The moment the tribulation thunder fell, it was split into two pieces on the spot!"

"The fifth tribulation thunder descends!"

"This tribulation thunder is stronger than the fourth tribulation thunder!"

"That Dragon Clan was struck again by the thunderbolt, and its two bodies were instantly charred into charcoal, its vitality was greatly lost, and its cultivation base plummeted!"

"The sixth tribulation thunder descends!"

"This tribulation thunder is stronger than the fifth tribulation thunder!"

"The remaining vitality of that Dragon Clan has been hit hard again. His realm has slipped, his celestial status has been lost, and his way of life has collapsed... he is already on the verge of death, and his breath is like a thread!"

"The seventh tribulation thunder falls..."

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Qingqiu.

The sky was full of robbery clouds, Ziqing was running, and the terrifying thunder locked on the huge body under the waterfall and beside the deep pool.

"Fu Yuan" immediately felt an uncontrollable heartbeat, and somewhere in the dark, a great sense of crisis came like a surging tide.

Looking at the more and more majestic thunderstorms in the clouds, a kind of understanding arises in him, this thunderbolt will definitely hit his heavenly spirit!

Moreover, the moment he was touched by Jielei, he would instantly lose all his memories, and he would not even know who he was!

Focusing on the rapidly brewing gorgeous purple awns, "Fu Yuan" was extremely calm in his heart.

Although there is no solution to the rules of the chess game, the only power that can really hurt him here is this tribulation thunder!

Tribulation Thunder is part of the Dao of Heaven, and the Immortal King can know all the mysteries below the Immortal Venerable from the Dao of Heaven!

Therefore, every time the tribulation thunder falls, he can immediately and accurately know the real intention of that human race from the tribulation thunder and the way of heaven!

Although this time is extremely short, it is enough for a fairy king like him!

In a flash of thought, "Fu Yuan" immediately changed the definition of "amnesia" to "blindness"!

Without any hesitation, he immediately raised his claws and pulled out his pair of dragon eyes. When the dragon's blood was splashing everywhere, a very weak strand of soul submerged into it silently...

The next moment, Zidian split the air, and the terrifying thunder struck "Fu Yuan" directly on the head.

boom! ! !

The whole world seemed to be shaken by it.

A pair of dragon eyes full of inspiration fell into the dense forest of Qingqiu, and "Fu Yuan" was unscathed.

The robbery cloud slowly turned, like a huge vortex, the thunder snake in the cloud flickered, and another huge robbery thunder fell, not giving the Dragon King a chance to breathe!

Thunderbolt, Cui Wei is fierce, set off layer after layer of wind, roaring down.

"Fu Yuan" immediately sensed through the Dao of Heaven that this tribulation thunder would split him into two pieces!

It opened its mouth directly, and spit out a crystal clear dragon ball filled with precious light.

The aura of this dragon ball is pure and extremely lively, and it contains a rich and substantial life force, which is full of the energy of many waters.

This is one of the twelve dragon balls that He has been carefully cultivating since his birth!

Just like before, a wisp of soul submerged into the bead silently...

At the same time, "Fuyuan" has changed the definition of "split into two pieces" to "separate the body from the dragon ball".

Yes, it is now "ineffective against the king", but His severed dragon horns and knuckles appeared in the years of that famous human race.

He wants to use the same method to send himself little by little to the time when that famous human race was!

The tribulation thunder fell, roaring and roaring, and the earth trembled for a long time.

The dragon ball was as swift as lightning, piercing the sky like a meteor, and fell into the depths of Qingqiu.

The light of thunder in the sky and the earth is bright, and the vastness has not yet dissipated, and another thunder strikes down!

"Fu Yuan" sensed that this tribulation thunder would destroy most of the vitality in his body, causing him to be seriously injured.

He immediately took off the reverse scales on his neck, the red gold scales were shining brightly, filled with a strong dragon breath.

Regardless of the blood and flesh flying around the wound, "Fu Yuan" changed the definition of "destroying vitality" to "shooting down Nilin"...

boom! ! !

The majestic thunder light engulfed the dragon's body, amidst the majesty of the sky, Ni Lin fell into the green hill...

Boom boom boom boom boom...

The tribulation and thunder continued continuously, seemingly endlessly...

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Qingqiu.

Island House.

The wind in the lake is swaying, and the Xuanshan dances like a dance.

"The hundredth thunderbolt fell, and the tribulation thunder rolled, smashing that dragon clan..."

Pei Ling spoke so fast that she didn't give "Fu Yuan" a chance to fight back!

Right now, under the peeping of his immortal post of "Guan Tian", "Fu Yuan" is already covered with scars, and his vitality has dropped greatly.

Its horns are missing, scales are broken, claws are removed, beards are missing, eyes are blurred, tails are broken...

If this continues, the opponent will not die, but his strength will also drop greatly!

As long as the opponent can't figure out the rules of the chess game, they can't resist him!

And now, he will not give the other party any chance to figure out the rules!

When his thoughts were spinning, Pei Ling spoke loudly, and said again: "The one hundred and one tribulation thunder..."

The number "one hundred and one" had just been exported, and he immediately felt that it was wrong.

It seemed that as long as the one hundred and one tribulation thunder fell, he would lose something very important!

This feeling is illusory, seemingly non-existent, as if it does not exist, and as if it is extremely strong!

In the dark, he suddenly understood something, and hastily changed his words: "The limit of the heavens in this period of time is a hundred kalpas!"

"The one hundred and zeroth tribulation thunder will not descend!"

"That Dragon Clan successfully survived the thunder disaster."

"However, that Dragon Clan is already an Immortal King."

"Going through the Dao Tribulation of the Tribulation Transcending Period again, apart from causing him serious injuries and a great loss of vitality, there is no improvement in his strength!"

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Qingqiu.

Flying waterfalls and deep pools, giant dragons soaring into the sky.

The vast thunder light that illuminated the sky and the earth gradually dissipated.

"Fu Yuan" is still hovering in the sky, its entire body is already dilapidated, dragon blood is splashed everywhere, and its aura is greatly reduced.

Ink clouds billowed above his head, coming from the robbery clouds, the kind of lock that seemed to be on his back quietly disappeared.

The robbery has stopped!

Seeing the sudden end of the catastrophe, "Fu Yuan" frowned slightly, but soon returned to normal.

The reaction of that celebrity was so fast!

The one hundred tribulation thunders seem to be a large number, but in fact they are rolling with lightning speed extremely fast.

Everything that happened just now happened in an instant!

He can see the situation on the other side through the immortal post of "Guan Tian", and the other party can also spy on the scene of him through the immortal post of "Guan Tian"!

Therefore, His attack just now was extremely concealed!

Right now, he has only allocated a small part of his limbs and strength. He didn't expect the other party to be able to detect it in advance so quickly!

While thinking about it, "Fu Yuan" immediately saw through the immortal post of "Guan Tian", five human monks and a nine-tailed girl in the thatched hut that does not exist at the moment, are watching with bated breath the guarded in the center. Xuanshan people.

The dark purple flames around the Xuanshan human race gradually converged, and a simple lyre slowly emerged amidst the light.

This guqin is made of his body parts.

But the forged qin doesn't have the slightest breath of the dragon race, as if it has nothing to do with the dragon race.

Looking at this scene, "Foyuan" suddenly felt that something was wrong.

However, in the picture of the "Guantian" fairy job, time flowed extremely fast. Soon, he saw that the Xuanshan people left the hut, and the unique green branches and leaves of Qingqiu were hidden. He brought the five human monks, three women and two men, and the nine-tailed girl back to the hut.

Just like before, the Xuanshan people strode forward and pushed open the door of the hut.

Behind the door, in the empty room, there is a crystal-clear and bright dragon ball, and a pair of intact dragon eyes.

The dragon eyes and dragon balls are flowing with aura, and the coercion is faint, just like "Fu Yuan", they are the dragon eyes and dragon balls that he deliberately separated!

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious-clothed human race used the formula, summoned the spirit fire, refined the dragon balls and dragon eyes, and began to forge weapons...

His techniques are extremely exquisite, and every move is as skillful as if he has gone through billions of trillions of exercises, like flowing clouds and flowing water, completely natural.

Even though "Fu Yuan" has gone through countless years, even if he is one of the two strongest immortal kings in the heavens and myriad worlds, even if he has seen countless casting masters whose skills are close to the Tao, or whose skills are already the Tao... But compared with the current casting techniques of the Xuanshan people, they all pale in comparison!

After a brief moment of surprise, "Fu Yuan" immediately sensed the problem.

His dragon eyes and dragon balls have been in the same age as that famous human race, but his will still stays here and did not come with them!

Is it the rules of the chess game?

Or for some other reason?

While thinking about it, "Fu Yuan" saw again through the immortal post of "Guantian", the fire light suspended in front of the Xuanshan people, under the roasting of the spiritual fire and the urging of the magic formula, it turned into a compass little by little .

As soon as it appeared, in the void, there seemed to be the noise of thousands of waters rushing.

Like the Guqin, this compass doesn't have any dragon aura after it's formed.

In the hut, the scene fluctuated like water ripples, and it returned to calm in a moment, only to see the human race in the black shirt, pushing open the door of the hut again.

This time, behind the door was a piece of red gold reverse scale dripping with blood.

The Xuanshan people looked calm, and cast the formula as usual, and began to cast the third fairy artifact. The Nilin was ups and downs in the fire, and soon turned into a mirror...

In the sky, "Fu Yuan" immediately restrained his mind, "to the king" is invalid...

The method of disintegrating the body and descending from the air was also seen through by that human race in advance...

That being the case, then find another way!

Now the part of his body that was struck by the thunderbolt will appear in the years of that famous human race...

In this game of misplaced time and space, that human race is located in the "future"!

And He is located in the "past"!

The method that the famous human race dealt with him just now was to change the "past" through the "future"!

He is now making a move...

Thinking of this, "Fu Yuan" saw again in the immortal post of "Guantian" that after the Xuanshan human race finished casting the fairy mirror, he was separated from several other human monks, but he took the nine-tailed girl alone, Once again came to the deep valley sheltered by the fairy array!

In the deep valley, there are towering towers, and many nine-tailed foxes inhabit the ground.

The Xuanshan people and the lord of Qingqiu "Jun" met face to face, and soon, the two sides began to fight...

Lord of Qingqiu...

"Fu Yuan" immediately thought of something, he took a step, and his figure disappeared instantly...

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Qingqiu.

The lake water was turbulent, and the aftermath of the battle was scattered in all directions, setting off countless gusts of wind.

"Brutal" stood in the air, fur hunting, and strands of tribulation force lingered on its body, which was being absorbed by him at a rapid speed.

The two human nuns just now had disappeared.

The "rough" mentality seemed to permeate the tide, covering the entire Qingqiu in a blink of an eye, but the whereabouts of the two human races were not found.

He immediately announced loudly: "Since the human race voluntarily abstained, I won this debate!"

As soon as the voice fell, a majestic figure suddenly appeared in front of him, it was "Fu Yuan"!

"Ru" was slightly stunned, and immediately stepped forward to salute, and said: "Qingqiu Nine-Tailed 'Ru', I have met the seniors of the Dragon Clan!"

"I don't know what the senior ordered..."

Seeing the Taoist priest of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan again, "Fu Yuan" asked straightforwardly without any nonsense, "Are you the patriarch of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan in this world, the Lord of Qingqiu during this time?"

Hearing this, even though he was surprised that he had already introduced himself, why did this senior of the dragon clan ask again, but "Jun" still replied very respectfully: "This junior is the master of this generation of Qingqiu, and also the leader of this world. , the patriarch of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan."

"Fu Yuan" nodded slightly, and immediately said: "Give way to me, from now on, I am the Lord of Qingqiu!"

In the misplaced chess game during this time, he is in the "past", and the famous human race is in the "future", and in the years of that famous human race, there will be a battle between him and the Lord of Qingqiu!

Right now, as long as he replaces the original master of Qingqiu in the "past" of the chess game, then the master of Qingqiu who is fighting with the famous human race will change from the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan Taoist official in front of him to Him!

The way that human race dealt with him just now was to change the "past" through the "future".

And when he takes action now, he is changing the "future" through the "past"!

Suddenly, the aura of "Fu Yuan" changed, and the aura of the whole Qingqiu, like flowing water, began to transfer from "Lu" to "Fu Yuan".

Immortal post, "ascend the throne"!

Soon, the aura of the entire Qingqiu, the indistinct care of the heaven and earth, the intimacy and obedience of the mountains, rivers, plants and trees... almost all converged on "Fu Yuan", except for "Grand" above the head, there was a fine column of smoke Such an aura, seemingly insignificant, is extremely tenacious, and has never been engulfed by "Fu Yuan".

At the same time, "Jun" suddenly said in an unusually firm voice: "Senior, if you want to become the master of Qingqiu, you must save Qingqiu!"

Save Qingqiu?

Weak and stupid obsession!

However, right now, he is competing for respect with that famous human race, but no time should be wasted!

Thinking of this, "Fu Yuan" immediately said: "Yes!"

"Ju" spoke quickly, and said again: "Senior not only wants to save Qingqiu, but also preserve the blood of my clan, at least half of the same clan!"

"Fu Yuan" calmly nodded.

He is one of the two strongest fairy kings!

Even though he has not yet become a venerable, this request is only a trivial matter for him!

"Fu Yuan" replied again: "Yes!"

The voice of "Brutal" became louder, shaking the forest: "In addition, the seniors must carefully cultivate the descendants of our clan to ensure that this generation of our clan can become immortals!"

"Fu Yuan" looked flat: "Yes!"

Seeing that the Dragon King agreed to all the conditions, the "rough" aura suddenly changed, and his face suddenly distorted, becoming extremely ferocious, and his voice was hoarse and resentful: "You are lying!!!"

"The entire Qingqiu has been destroyed, how are you going to save it?!"

"Our Qingqiu bloodline has all fallen under the calamity thunder, how can you save it?!"

"How can a group of people who can only be reincarnated in the past years be promoted to immortals and enjoy the same life in the world?!"

"Unless, this world is fake!"

"Everything is fake!"

"Qingqiu is an illusion!"

"Heavenly Tribulation is also an illusion!"

"If that's the case, our clan doesn't need your help!!!"

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