Chapter 404 Senior, What Is Your Son-in-Law's Name?

Heavenly fire burned the sky, the sky collapsed and the earth split, the sun and the moon lost their light...

No words can describe this battle.

Qi Yuan, who entered the Purple Mansion, has reached the extreme of the Great Heavenly Yang God, not to mention the realm, just in terms of combat performance.

When he was in Gongxing, he combined with four thousand divine infants and killed Dong Jun, who was half a step to the realm of reason.

Of course, this is related to the fact that Dong Jun's trump card is completely useless to him.

In terms of divine power and Dharma body, he is stronger than the Yang God of the Lesser Realm of Reason.

Now, he leads the gods and Buddhas and rushes into the Three Thousand Great Tribulations.

The killing continues!

Blood is flowing!

Chaos is tearing apart!

Looking around, there are enemies, all enemies!

Since becoming a Yuandan, Qi Yuan has never experienced such a fierce battle.

The demons in the mountain and sea scrolls are killed with one sword?

The evil spirits outside the city of Wugui, can they block a sword?

At this moment, facing the three thousand great calamity bodies, the battle lasted until the end of time.

No instant kills, no one sword kills!

All are collisions and competitions of divine power!

Qi Yuan, who had not been injured for a long time, was also injured in this battle.

The chaotic fragments of the great calamity body also continued to fall into the underworld, turning into a special place.

Qi Yuan's four thousand divine infants, once innate gods, were also besieged by the great calamity body and bled, trapped in the underworld.

"Kill!"

Qi Yuan's eyes had long been stained with blood. He rushed into the great calamity body wearing blood-red armor, killing gods and Buddhas!

Heaven-slashing sword technique!

Death radiance!

Domineering power!

Three major skills were used in turn.

He did not hide!

This battle was extremely tragic.

Perhaps because of the great calamity, there was no fear of retreat.

Even though Qi Yuan's side had an absolute advantage, he defeated the weak with the strong.

But... not a single Great Tribulation Body retreated, panicked, or fled.

They were like ruthless fighting machines, going all out.

That's why, even though they had the upper hand, the Great Tribulation did not lose, and still faced the innate gods of the heavens with the strongest posture.

This battle lasted for ten days.

During the ten days, the battle between heaven and earth did not stop.

All the cultivators and mortals could not see a corner of the battle, and could only judge by the blood and the invisible chaos.

The blood became more and more intense, and the chaos became less and less.

All the cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, and the mortals were also shocked, numb and accustomed.

In the void, Qi Yuan's blood armor had long faded, and he was wearing a long robe, and his whole body was stained with blood.

And this blood may come from him or from the divine infant.

There are only a few strongest Great Tribulations left in front of him.

There is no fear or despair in their eyes.

"Finally, do you have any lines to say?" Qi Yuan was full of murderous intent.

This battle was too intense, even the suona team and the mourning team had to take up weapons to join the battle.

Qi Yuan's divine infant was also burned out.

Liu Yu stood behind Qi Yuan, tall and noble, showing infinite body.

Hunhou Dajie finally spoke, his voice was uniform.

"Power is a disaster!"

"Nine Heavens, there is no real future!"

"Can you... really get rid of the disaster?"

There was a hint of gloom in Hunhou Dajie's voice.

Qi Yuan was speechless when he heard this: "I shouldn't have let you talk, and you're still playing riddles for me, right?"

Hunhou Dajie's expression did not change, and he was not afraid of death.

At this time, Qi Yuan said, "Hehe, if it were someone else, they might be intimidated by your riddle man and be distressed.

But I'm sorry, I was born... not fond of using my brain.

My brain has been stored for a long time!

Why think so much? As long as I'm strong enough, the catastrophe will also give me a foot massage!"

"Kill!"

Countless divine powers burst out at this moment, and the killing began again, and ended in half a quarter of an hour.

The entire sky turned blood red.

This blood red was the robe on Qi Yuan's body, and it was also the blood of endless divine infants.

The sky turned into the only red, and the chaos finally disappeared.

Countless monks and mortals looked at the sky.

The sound of fighting and roaring stopped abruptly, and the divine power disappeared, and there was silence.

The sky seemed to have become an ancient battlefield, and the previous fighting seemed to be just a projection of history, a dream in life.

"It's over?"

"Did we... win?"

Countless cultivators and mortals looked up at the sky, or cried with joy.

When they saw the catastrophe swallowing other worlds alive, they were actually a little afraid.

It's not that the disaster won't befall individuals just because there are many people.

Many mountains and rivers collapsed, and many cities were shattered.

The false sense of security was torn apart by blood, and now, it was supported by that bloody figure!

Countless cultivators reveled or shouted.

"Blood-robed Sword God!"

"Qi Yuan, get rid of the catastrophe!"

But there were also great masters and Yin gods who looked shocked, and then changed their worries.

This Canglan world...will it be named Qi from now on?

A look of wisdom flashed in the eyes of Dazhi Zhenjun: "Man people like to worry about the sky the most, but they don't know that the worries in the world are endless.

We are all cultivating immortals, so it's better not to worry."

At this moment, above the sky, Qi Yuan, who was wearing a blood-red robe, showed a tired look in his eyes.

In this battle, a total of 327 divine infants were shattered, and about 3,700 were injured.

Now, all the divine infants have returned to their original bodies.

As for the Canglan Realm, because of this battle, the number of lives killed has reached hundreds of millions.

Qi Yuan looked at the underworld and sighed softly: "Fortunately, they all left marks before. As long as there is enough time, the divine infants can also be revived, and the dead... can also reappear."

Before the battle with the catastrophe, Qi Yuan slowly toured the Canglan Realm and dyed the sky of the Canglan Realm red.

He also left marks on all living beings when he saw mountains, waters and insects.

In this way, even if the creatures in the Canglan Realm were killed by the aftermath of the war, they would be revived.

Of course, this kind of resurrection cannot isolate the mark of the Taihuang Palace.

Even if they are revived, the mark is still there.

Moreover, if they die because of the mark, the underworld cannot be revived.

So now, the Canglan Realm can only live in his purple mansion, separated from the outside world.

"So tired."

At this moment, Qi Yuan felt endless fatigue.

Four thousand divine infants fought with all their strength.

All the mental consumption was concentrated in him.

All living beings are me, the innate gods are transformed into divine infants, and to some extent, these divine infants are also him.

So the fatigue of this battle is the collection of all divine infants.

The injuries from this battle were also the sum of all the divine infants.

Now he was more tired than ever before, even more tired than when he fought the old man in the Earth Absolute.

"It's time to go back... take a nap."

Qi Yuan glanced at it.

The fragments of the great catastrophe of chaos turned into a strange land.

If it were him in the past, he would definitely rush to see what was inside.

Now, he was too tired and sleepy, so he had to go to sleep for a while.

The blood-red light disappeared at this moment, and the sky of Canglan Realm... the red color also disappeared.

The sun and the moon reflecting the heavens, and the stars in the sky like fireflies on the blood-colored armor also disappeared at this moment.

In the sky of Canglan Realm, only ten suns can be seen.

Jiang Lingsu in the pavilion seemed to feel something, she lifted her skirt and flew towards the blood-red figure.

The strong bloody smell was almost undisguised, and there was a trace of fatigue and chaos in the eyes of the blood-red figure.

"Big Brother!" Jiang Lingsu looked at him covered in blood, her eyes full of surprise and distress.

"I'm so sleepy, take a nap." Qi Yuan whispered, his voice was very light, 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 Big Brother, and her hand couldn't help but grab Qi Yuan's palm.

She also adjusted her position, sitting on the threshold, with her back against the door frame.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes, and his body fell into a sleeping posture, 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, so that he could sleep more comfortably and lean against him more softly.

She lowered her head and looked at Qi Yuan's handsome face, and the bloody face, looking at it carefully, without any words.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes and slept all the time, with only a slight breathing sound.

The sun shone obliquely from the outline of the eaves, falling 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 Qi Yuan, hiding? I’m here!”

Jiang Ruhua finally arrived at Fengtianyu and flew to the top of the pavilion.

He looked around and saw the boy and girl sitting on the threshold.

The boy was wearing a bloody robe and was covered in blood. He was lying in the arms of the girl and was sleeping soundly.

He was anxious and was about to say something when he heard Jiang Lingsu’s light and ethereal voice with complaints.

“Be quiet, the eldest brother is asleep, Dad.”

When Jiang Ruhua saw this scene, all the anger he had originally generated disappeared without a trace.

“Alas…”

He sighed and disappeared.

His daughter spoke to him in this tone, and “Dad” was put at the end, so how could he be the villain?

When that kid wakes up, I must punch him in the nose!

Don't think that you have the same name as the Blood-robed Sword God, and don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are injured!

Jiang Ruhua left with a curse and sat quietly in the hall below.

"I have to say that this kid and the Blood-robed Sword God have a deep connection. They are both called Qi Yuan and both wear blood-robed robes." Jiang Ruhua muttered and drank a little wine.

He naturally didn't think that Qi Yuan was the Blood-robed Sword God who survived the catastrophe, and he never associated the two together.

First, the Blood-robed Sword God was too far away from him; second, that kind of existence would not listen to his bragging on the flying boat at the beginning.

After all, in Jiang Ruhua's imagination, that kind of existence, once he practiced hard, he would be remembered for ten thousand years, living in the fairyland, drinking fairy dew.

Seven emotions and six desires? I'm afraid they have been cut off long ago.

What virtue and ability did his daughter have to be favored by the Blood-robed Sword God?

"Alas, a girl should not be kept at home when she grows up." Jiang Ruhua drank alone.

But as he drank, he felt something was wrong.

Because, for some reason, many cultivators appeared in this restaurant one after another.

Why cultivators?

Because these people appeared without making any noise.

After these cultivators came, they did not talk at all, but took out the wine they brought with them and drank it slowly here.

Even he, the True Lord of the Divine Infant, did not notice the appearance of these cultivators.

Jiang Ruhua could not help but sigh: "Fengtianyu is indeed a big domain, and you can easily meet strong people."

As he drank, he did not even dare to make the sound of "tsk tsk" as before.

Because, these monks in the restaurant were drinking silently without any sound.

This made Jiang Ruhua a little embarrassed and ashamed.

He decided that after returning, he must write a book "Jiang Ruhua Fengtianyu Travel Notes" to record the high quality of Fengtianyu monks.

Well, there is no waiter in the restaurant, and many high-level monks come to drink without making any sound.

Really high quality.

At this time, two male and one female monks came to Jiang Ruhua.

The leader sent a voice message: "Brother, can we sit next to you?"

As he said, he also looked at other seats.

Jiang Ruhua also took a look and was a little shocked.

Unknowingly, everyone was full?

This Fengtianyu business is too good, should the Jiang family's industry be expanded here?

"Yes." Jiang Ruhua quickly sent a voice message to answer.

The monks here are too well-educated, and he dared not make a loud noise, so he could only send a voice message.

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 cultivators in your big places are of good quality." Jiang Ruhua said in a voice transmission, with a sigh in his voice.

Wang Lingtong heard this, with a worried look in his eyes, and then said: "Brother is still free and easy, living a carefree life."

"Carefree as hell!" Jiang Ruhua was angry when he heard this, "Do you know that my daughter was kidnapped by a kid!

Today, she got angry with me because of that kid, which really pissed me off!"

Wang Lingtong was a little confused when he heard this.

Aren't all the cultivators here here to pay homage to the Blood-robed Sword God?

Why is this person still mumbling here.

"A daughter who is married off is like water that has been poured out." 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 will give him a nosebleed!" Jiang Ruhua was full of resentment.

There was a war in the sky, and all the cultivators were in danger. He thought of his daughter and his family.

But he had already run halfway and still came to Fengtianyu.

Wang Lingtong was speechless.

He wanted to say, brother, since you have come to pay homage to the Blood-robed Sword God, don't think about those private matters.

"Fight, you should fight!" Wang Lingtong should comfort him.

"Alas, it's a pity that the boy is a bit strong, one realm higher than me. If he hits me back, it would be a bit embarrassing." Jiang Ruhua said this, and his resentment turned into showing off.

It seemed to say, see, my son-in-law is quite powerful.

"Realm is nothing. How can a son-in-law attack his father-in-law in this world?

If he dared to attack you, brother, I would stand up!" Wang Lingtong said casually.

"You are right. Alas, people in big places are reasonable.

If so many great cultivators gathered near our family, they would probably have quarreled and fought long ago." Jiang Ruhua said, scanning this group of well-educated cultivators.

Wang Lingtong was speechless.

Brother, you are pretending to know, right?

That person is up there, who among these great masters dares to speak loudly?

I didn't see the two great masters next to me, but they were enemies for a hundred thousand years. When they came here, they could only put aside the previous grudges.

Wang Lingtong didn't say anything, but waited at ease.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly, Jiang Ruhua's eyes lit up.

"Brother, my son-in-law is coming down, I will go and teach him a lesson now, if he hits me, you have to support me!" Jiang Ruhua drank some wine and was a little drunk.

Hitting the big sinus, of course, is just talk.

How could he lose the face of his family outside.

But it's still necessary to talk about it.

Wang Lingtong was stunned, a little confused.

What do you mean...

Your son-in-law is upstairs?

"Brother... Senior, what's your son-in-law's name?" Wang Lingtong's heart was in turmoil.