Chapter 318 Youchao Cangqing: I Am Not Dead Yet...

"This mark was left by the Master of the Ten Thousand Gods. He has entered the realm of the Great Luo Emperor." Su Changqing said softly.

Nezha looked at these large characters, which looked like they were made of blood ravines, blurry and extremely terrifying.

In a daze, he seemed to see a figure with black light all over his body, reflecting the past, present and future. These black lights were all made of thousands of thunders and were cut in half by Emperor Ziwei's sword.

Only half of the corpse of the Master of the Gods was left, kneeling on the ground, with resentment in his eyes and a murderous cry that shook the sky.

Even the sun and stars were turned into death.

"It turns out that the evil god has such a big background." Su Changqing looked at the phantom of the corpse and thought to himself.

The evil god originated from a mutilated corpse, gave birth to consciousness, and turned into a boy. Later, he was suppressed by Su Changqing, merged with a tiger, and turned into a black tiger, which can no longer be separated.

Su Changqing's knowledge of the lower world was far from what it was before. At this moment, he completely realized in his heart that no wonder Zhu Xie's thunder could not kill the evil god, and could even be absorbed by it and used for his own purposes.

The evil god originated from the Master of the Ten Thousand Gods, a corpse who had just entered the level of the Great Luo Emperor.

When the evil god fell into the lower world, he originally vowed to destroy the world and fall into the devil's path. However, after being beaten several times by Su Changqing, he gave up this idea.

"Why did Emperor Ziwei want to kill him?" Nezha was horrified, as dumb as a clay statue, unable to recover for a long time.

When Ji destroyed the Yin Shang Dynasty, the Li family was originally a general of Chentangguan of the Yin Shang Dynasty. Later, he took refuge with the Ji family and followed him for a long time, which can be said to be a great military exploit.

Emperor Ziwei settled in Heaven, and they naturally followed.

Unlike Wen Zhong, he has a full Li family and has always been a member of Emperor Ziwei.

Su Changqing didn't want to worry so much, but stared at the stone monument with doubts in his heart.

"Where is "Seventy-two Transformations of Earthly Evil"?"

The head of the Ten Thousand Gods Department is dead. Why Emperor Ziwei killed him has nothing to do with Su Changqing.

He didn't bother to pursue it.

"Su Changqing, let's go back." At this moment, Nezha was no longer drunk and said with a horrified expression.

He felt like he was in a quagmire. What if Emperor Ziwei killed the Master of the Ten Thousand Gods?

This person's thoughts and combat power are probably far beyond everyone's imagination.

Su Changqing stared at this huge stone monument and suddenly remembered the life script he had reviewed before.

Recent turning point: Among the Ten Thousand Gods Leisi of the Second Heavenly Thunder City, an ancient ruins stone tablet obtained the "Seventy-two Changes of Earthly Evil"...

"If it's on this stone tablet..." Su Changqing's eyes suddenly turned cold, he stretched out one hand, the runes flickered, and he swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger.

The blood-stained stone tablet was nearly ten thousand miles wide and penetrated deep into the ground. As his magic power surged, the entire abyss began to tremble, and the true sun fire inside began to riot, raging like liquefaction.

"Su Changqing, what are you doing?" Nezha's face changed, and his lotus root body felt like it was about to be destroyed.

"I want to keep this stone tablet." Su Changqing finally spoke.

He stretched out his arms, his muscles bulged, and the mountains and rivers trembled with force. Finally, he forcibly pulled up the entire ancient stone tablet.

Sure enough, after he pulled out the stele, he found that at the bottom of the buried stele, there were dense runes and seal characters, which were gleaming and colorful, like the secrets of heaven and earth.

Seventy-two transformations of Earthly Evil!

Found it!

Su Changqing's eyes were filled with joy. The Golden Mansion above his head opened wide and the golden light shone brightly. He threw the stone tablet directly in.

"This stone tablet is also an extremely cherished treasure." Su Changqing said softly.

If the geese have to pluck their feathers, there is no reason not to.

Su Changqing didn't know that this stone tablet, called the Wan Shen Si Stele, was the Great Luo Jin Mansion of the Wan Shen Si Master.

In the world, only those who control the Purple Sky Divine Thunder can uproot this monument.

Emperor Ziwei killed the head of the Ten Thousand Gods Division and didn't stay long. He left in a hurry without having time to take over his Golden Mansion.

"Nezha?" Su Changqing turned to look at Nezha, suddenly startled.

At this moment, Nezha has completely reduced to a very small size, only about three fingers, a very small lotus root man.

"Let's go!" Nezha said quickly: "You are too greedy. If Emperor Ziwei discovers you, you may die in an instant."

If he just learns the spells under the inscriptions, Su Changqing can definitely dig holes...

Su Changqing's eyes moved slightly. Nezha was quite loyal and could escape on his own, but he still shrunk his body and waited for him here.

The heavenly abyss burst out, countless true sun fires scattered, and a complete riot began, which was extremely terrifying and wiped out all living things in the world.

"It's over. Drinking is a waste of time. Drinking is a waste of time! You've done me a disservice this time." Nezha sighed with fear in his eyes.

"Come in Huntian Ling quickly and destroy this treasure, then there will be a glimmer of hope."

The red silk around his waist grew larger, wrapped around himself, and shouted to Su Changqing aside.

"No, Nezha, haven't you always wanted to know why I am so fast?" Su Changqing's eyes were calm, and he looked at Nezha with a hint of a smile.

Nezha was startled when he heard this, he really wanted to know.

Qingluan Fire Phoenix was so fast, but it couldn't compare to the blue clouds at Su Changqing's feet.

He had looked at countless immortals and gods regarding the method of controlling clouds, but he had never seen such speed as Su Changqing.

In the endless true fire of the sun, Su Changqing formed seals with his hands, which were extremely dense. The blue clouds gathered under his feet. With the help of the true fire of the sun, they were like golden clouds, extremely brilliant, and the light soared into the sky.

"Sit down!"

Su Changqing grabbed Nezha with one hand, and the blue clouds in the sky moved under his feet, like a rainbow light, and quickly disappeared here.

The number one cloud control method in Jiuzhongtian, the fastest cloud in the world, Jiutian Cang Yun.

It is a blue cloud between heaven and earth, created by the scattered people of the blue cloud.

The waterless cloud, borrowing the power of heaven and earth, becomes more powerful the more desperate it is.

Even if you are in the true fire of the sun, you can turn the true fire into clouds at an extremely fast speed.

A moment later, before the two fell to the abyss of the sky, the entire star was constantly collapsing and falling, and the fragments of the star were scattered.

Nezha recovered his body shape and looked at Su Changqing beside him, with shock in his eyes.

"Your method of controlling clouds, I'm afraid no one in the world can kill you."

"Come back with me first, pretend to sleep."

Su Changqing chuckled when he heard it, turned around and turned into a rainbow light, and left directly.

"Pretend to sleep?" Nezha was stunned when he heard it, and quickly reacted. His face was panicked and he ran with Su Changqing.

They destroyed this star, and I'm afraid that Lei Fa Tianzun will be furious when he comes back.

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"I have accumulated enough. Today I will break through the Pure Yang Five Tribulations. I am getting closer and closer to the Daluo Tianzun. Senior Youchao, I am afraid you will really die in my hands..."

Su Changqing's eyes moved slightly, and he lay on his desk and fell asleep.

This is the last chance for the Pure Yang Six Tribulations. If he does not enter the Sun Palace again, he will not have the opportunity to get the subsequent inheritance.......

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In the Sun Palace, ten suns are across the sky, desolate and smokeless, and three thousand thunder pools are shining on one side, which is extremely terrifying.

Youchao Cangqing is hunched over, old and twilight, holding a cane, taking care of the flowers and plants in front of him, which are green and fragrant.

This place was also desolate before, but Youchao Cangqing took care of it with great effort and turned it into a flower and grass garden.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the blood-stained stone tablet that fell from the sky. It was thousands of miles wide. He sighed softly, his eyes were turbid, but extremely wise.

"My clan worked hard to build the nest, but ended up like this, but there are still people who feel sorry for me."

"Hard work pays off, Su Changqing is a member of my clan, the strongest genius!"

Then, he looked at the stone tablet, which fell directly in front of him, completely razing the flowers and plants he took care of to the ground...

"I haven't died yet, but I've erected a monument..."

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