Chapter 405 Senior, what is your son-in-law’s name?
Fire burns the sky, the sky collapses and the earth splits, the sun and the moon lose their light...
No words can describe this battle.
Qi Yuan, who stepped into the Zi Mansion, did not talk about his realm, but only about his combat performance. He had already reached the ultimate level of the Great Yang God.
At the time of Gongxing, he united with four thousand divine infants and killed Dongjun who was halfway to the realm of reason.
Of course, this is related to the fact that Dongjun's trump card is completely useless to him.
Just talking about the power of the spirit and the physical body of the Dharma, he is even stronger than the Yang Shen in the Small Realm.
Now, he takes the lead as a god and a Buddha, rushing straight into the three thousand great tribulations.
The killing continues!
The blood is flowing!
Chaos is tearing apart!
Everywhere you look, they are all enemies, all enemies!
Since becoming Yuan Dan, Qi Yuan has never experienced such an intense battle.
Can the demon in the mountain and sea scroll be killed with a sword?
Can the demon outside Wugui City block a sword?
At this moment, facing the Yuan Ti of three thousand great tribulations, the battle is going to the end of the world.
There is no instant kill, and there is no killing with one sword!
It's all a collision and competition of divine powers!
Qi Yuan, who had not been injured for a long time, was also injured in this battle.
The chaotic fragments of the Great Tribulation Yuan Ti also continued to fall into the underworld, turning into a special place.
Qi Yuan's four thousand divine infants, who were once innate gods, were also besieged by the Great Tribulation Yuan Ti and shed blood and were trapped in the underworld.
"kill!"
Qi Yuan's eyes had long been stained red with blood. Wearing blood-red armor, he rushed into the Great Tribulation Yuan Ti. Gods were blocking the way to kill gods, and Buddhas were killing Buddhas!
The art of slashing the sky and drawing the sword!
Death shines!
Domineering power!
Three major skills are used in turn.
He didn't hide it!
This battle was extremely brutal.
Or maybe it’s because of the terrible calamity that you don’t have the heart to retreat.
Even though Qi Yuan's side occupies an absolute advantage, they can defeat the many with their numbers and defeat the weak with the strong.
But... not a single Great Tribulation Yuan-Ti flinched, panicked, or fled.
They are like ruthless fighting machines, going all out.
It is precisely in this way that even if it has the upper hand, the Great Tribulation has not been defeated and still faces the innate gods of the heavens with the strongest posture.
This battle lasted for ten days.
For ten days, the battle between heaven and earth continued.
All the monks and mortals could not see a corner of the battle at all, and could only judge it by the color of blood and invisible chaos.
The blood is getting richer and the chaos is getting less and less.
All the monks breathed a sigh of relief, and the mortals were also shaken, numb and accustomed.
In the void, the blood armor on Qi Yuan's body had long since faded away, and he was wearing a long robe, and his whole body was stained red with blood.
And this blood either comes from him or from the divine infant.
In the terrible catastrophe ahead, only the strongest ones are left.
There was no look of fear or despair in their eyes.
"Finally, do you still have lines to read?" Qi Yuan's body was filled with murderous intent.
This battle was so fierce that even the Suona team and the mourning team had to take up arms to join the battle.
Qi Yuan's divine infant was also burned out.
The six emperors stood behind Qi Yuan, majestic and noble, showing their infinite stature.
Hun He Da Jie finally spoke, his voice was in unison.
"Strength is calamity!"
"Nine Heavens, there is no real future!"
"Can you... really be able to get rid of the catastrophe?"
There was a hint of gloominess in Hunhun Dajie's voice.
When Qi Yuan heard this, he was a little speechless: "I shouldn't have let you talk, and you pretended to be the Riddler for me, right?"
Hunhun Dajie's expression remained unchanged, and he had no fear of death.
At this time, I heard Qi Yuan say: "Hey, if it were anyone else, they might be suppressed by your Riddler and be distressed.
But I'm sorry, I'm born... not a brain person.
The brain has been stored for a long time!
No matter what you want to do, as long as I am strong enough, even the great calamity will press my feet!"
"kill!"
Countless divine powers burst out at this moment, and the killing began again, and ended in half an hour.
The entire sky turned into blood red.
This blood red is the robe on Qi Yuan's body, and it is also the blood of the endless divine infant.
The sky turned red, and the chaos finally disappeared.
Countless monks and ordinary people looked at the sky.
The sounds of fighting and roaring suddenly stopped, all the spiritual power disappeared, and there was silence.
The sky seems to have been reduced to an ancient battlefield, and the previous fighting seems to be just a projection of history, a dream.
"it's over?"
"Did we...win?"
Countless monks and mortals looked up at the sky, or cried with joy.
When they saw the great calamity swallowing up other worlds, they were actually a little afraid.
It doesn’t mean that there are too many people...disasters will not happen to individuals.
Many mountains and rivers collapsed, and many cities were shattered.
The false sense of security was bloody and torn to pieces, and now, it's being held up by that bloody figure!
Countless monks reveled or shouted.
"Blood-clothed Sword God!"
"Qi Yuan, get rid of the great calamity!"
But there were also great masters and Yinshen whose expressions were shocked, but also changed to worry.
In this Canglan Realm...all surnames will be unified from now on?
A look of wisdom flashed in the eyes of True Lord Dazhi: "Man people are most happy and worried about heaven, but they don't know that there are endless worries in this world.
You have already cultivated immortality, so it is better not to worry than to worry."
At this moment, above the sky, Qi Yuan, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, showed a tired look in his eyes.
In this battle, a total of 327 divine infants were broken, and 3,700 were injured.
Now, all the divine infants have returned to their original bodies.
As for the Canglan Realm, hundreds of millions of lives were affected and died because of this battle.
Qi Yuan looked at the underworld and sighed softly: "Fortunately, the marks were left before. As long as there is enough time, the divine infant can be revived, and the dead... can also reappear."
Before the battle with the Great Tribulation, Qi Yuan slowly visited the Canglan Realm and dyed the sky in the Canglan Realm red.
He also sees mountains, waters, insects, and leaves a mark on all living beings.
In this case, even if the creatures in Canglan Realm are shocked to death by the aftermath of the war, they will recover.
Of course, this kind of recovery cannot isolate the imprint of Taihuang Palace.
Even after recovery, the mark remains.
Moreover, if they die because of the mark, they cannot be revived in the underworld.
So now, Canglan Realm can only live in his Zifu, separated from the outside world.
"So tired."
At this moment, Qi Yuan felt endless fatigue.
Four thousand divine infants fight with all their strength.
All mental consumption is concentrated in him.
All living beings are me, and the innate spirits transform into divine infants. To a certain extent, these divine infants are also him.
So tired from this battle, he is the gathering of all the divine infants.
The injuries suffered in this battle were also the result of all the divine infants.
Now, he was more tired than ever before, even more tired than beating the old man in the Earth Jedi.
"It's time to go back... take a nap for a while."
Qi Yuan glanced at it.
The fragments of the Hunhun catastrophe turned into a strange land.
If it were him in the past, he would definitely have rushed to see what was inside.
Now, he was really tired and sleepy, so he had to go to sleep for a while.
The blood-red light disappeared at this moment, and the red color in the sky of Canglan Realm also disappeared.
The sun and moon that reflected the heavens, and the stars all over the sky that looked like fireflies on the blood-colored armor also disappeared at this moment.
Only ten suns can be seen in the sky of Canglan Realm.
Jiang Lingsu in the pavilion seemed to feel something. She lifted up her skirt and flew toward the blood-red figure.
The strong smell of blood was barely concealed, and there was a hint of fatigue and confusion in the eyes of the blood-red figure.
"Elder brother!" Jiang Lingsu looked at him covered in blood, with a look of surprise and distress deep in his eyes.
"I'm so sleepy, let's take a nap." Qi Yuan whispered, his voice was very soft, as if he could fall asleep at any time.
He was extremely tired, and his tense mind relaxed a little at this moment.
"Go to sleep." Jiang Lingsu looked at his senior brother and involuntarily grabbed Qi Yuan's palm.
She also adjusted her position, sitting on the threshold and leaning against the door frame.
Qi Yuan closed his eyes, and his body fell into a sleeping position, resting on Jiang Lingsu's thigh.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.
Jiang Lingsu hugged Qi Yuan and moved her body slightly to make him sleep more comfortably and softly.
She lowered her head and looked at Qi Yuan's handsome face, as well as the bloody face, looking at it carefully without saying anything.
Qi Yuan closed his eyes and fell asleep with only slight breathing.
The sunlight slanted from the outline of the roof and fell on the bodies of Qi Yuan and Jiang Lingsu, reflecting beautiful light and shadow.
The world also became peaceful and silent.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a sound like thunder came.
"Where is that kid Qi Yuan? Where did he hide? I'm here!"
Jiang Ruhua finally arrived at Fengtianyu and flew to the pavilion.
He looked around and saw a boy and girl sitting outside the threshold.
The young man was dressed in a bloody robe and covered in blood. He was lying in the girl's arms, sleeping soundly.
He was anxious and was about to say something when he heard Jiang Lingsu's slightly ethereal and complaining voice.
"Keep your voice down, senior brother is asleep, dad."
When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, all the anger he had originally had disappeared.
"well……"
He sighed and disappeared.
His daughter spoke to him in this tone, and the word "dad" came last. How could he be the evil person?
When that kid wakes up, I must hit his sinuses!
Don’t think that just because you have the same name as the bloody-robed sword god, or that you’ve been injured, you can do whatever you want!
Jiang Ruhua cursed and left, sitting quietly in the hall and restaurant below.
"I have to say that this boy has a close relationship with the Blood-clothed Sword God. They are both called Qi Yuan, and they both wear blood-clothed robes." Jiang Ruhua muttered, sipping a small drink.
Naturally, he would not think that Qi Yuan was the bloody sword god who resisted the catastrophe, and he had never associated the two together.
Firstly, the blood-clothed sword god was too far away from him; secondly, that kind of being would not listen to his bragging on the flying boat.
After all, in Jiang Ruhua's imagination, those kinds of beings would practice hard for ten thousand years, live in a fairyland, and drink fairy dew.
The seven emotions and six desires? I’m afraid they have been cut off long ago.
How could his daughter, He De, be attracted by the Blood-clothed Sword God?
"Alas, the female student is not admitted." Jiang Ruhua drank alone.
While he was drinking, he felt something was wrong.
Because, for some reason, many monks appeared one after another in this restaurant.
Why a monk?
Because these people appeared calmly and did not make any noise.
After these monks arrived, they did not talk to each other. Instead, they took out the wine they had brought with them and drank it slowly.
Even he, the Divine Infant True King, was not aware of the appearance of these monks.
Jiang Ruhua couldn't help but sigh: "Fengtian Domain is indeed a large domain, and you can easily meet strong people."
As he drank, he didn't even dare to make the same noise as before.
Because these monks in the restaurant drank silently without making any noise.
This made Jiang Ruhua feel ashamed and embarrassed.
He decided that after returning home, he must write a book "Jiang Ruhua's Travels in Fengtianyu" to record the high quality of the monks in Fengtianyu.
Well, there is no waiter in the restaurant, and many high-ranking monks come to drink without making any noise.
The quality is really high.
At this time, two male and one female monks came beside Jiang Ruhua.
The leader sent a message: "Brother, can we sit next to you?"
He said and looked to other locations.
Jiang Ruhua also took a look and was suddenly a little frightened.
Before you know it, everyone is full?
The business in Fengtianyu is also very good. Should we expand the Jiang family's business here?
"Okay." Jiang Ruhua quickly replied via voice message.
The monks here are so qualified that they don't dare to make loud noises and can only transmit sounds.
Wang Lingtong heard this answer and sat here with Wang Lingshan and others.
At this time, the three of them looked a little anxious.
"The monks in your big place are of high quality." Jiang Ruhua said in a message, with a sigh in his voice.
Wang Lingtong heard this, with a worried look in his eyes, and then said: "Brother, we are still free and easy, living a happy life."
"Xiaoyao is a fart!" Jiang Ruhua got angry when she heard this, "Did you know that my daughter was kidnapped by a kid!
Today, she lost her temper with me because of that kid, which really pissed me off!"
Wang Lingtong was a little confused when he heard this.
Aren’t the monks here all here to pay homage to the Blood-robed Sword God?
Why are you still thinking about this?
"A married daughter is a splash of water." He could only comfort her casually.
"Humph, I came all the way from the East to marry my daughter. When that kid wakes up, I won't give him a sinus." Jiang Ruhua was filled with resentment.
There is a war in the sky, and all the monks are in danger. He is thinking of his daughter and his family.
But after running halfway, he still came to Fengtian Territory.
Wang Lingtong was speechless.
He really wanted to say, brother, you have come to pay homage to the Blood-clothed Sword God, so don’t think about those personal matters.
"Fight, it's time to fight!" Wang Lingtong comforted him.
"Oh, it's a pity that that boy is a bit stronger, a level higher than me. If he backhanded me, it would be a bit embarrassing." When Jiang Ruhua said this, her resentment turned into showing off.
As if to say, you see, my son-in-law is a bit awesome.
"Realm is nothing. Is there any reason in this world for a son-in-law to attack his father-in-law?
If he dares to attack you, brother, he will also come forward!" Wang Lingtong said casually.
"You are right, alas, people in big places are just reasonable.
If so many great monks gathered near our family, they would probably have started to quarrel and fight." Jiang Ruhua said, scanning the group of high-quality monks.
Wang Lingtong was speechless.
Brother, you don’t know how to pretend to understand, right?
That one is above. Who among these great lords dares to speak loudly?
I didn't see the two great masters next to me, but they were enemies of hundreds of thousands of years. When they came here, they could only put aside their original grudges.
Wang Lingtong said no more, but waited with peace of mind.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Jiang Ruhua's eyes lit up.
"Brother, my son-in-law is here. I'm going to educate him now. If he hits me, you have to support me!" Jiang Ruhua drank some wine and was a little drunk.
Injecting large sinuses is, of course, just talk.
How could he lose the face of his family outside?
But having said that, it is still indispensable.
Wang Lingtong was stunned and a little confused.
What's the meaning……
Is your son-in-law upstairs?
"Brother...senior, what is your son-in-law's name?" Wang Lingtong's heart was filled with turmoil.