Floating down on the magma lake, Qing Yu strolled forward while swallowing the overflowing vitality.

Ten feet ahead, a charred skeleton sat diagonally in the magma lake, its lower body and most of its rise were submerged in the magma, but on the surface, the skeleton was not melted by the magma.

After all, it is the remains of the strongest, and even if it is defeated, it is impossible to be melted by magma.

It was the ten-day survey that melted him like the sun, not the magma created by the outpouring of energy.

"Whoa—"

Qing Yu walked step by step, and the magma lake also cooled rapidly, and all the fire energy contained in it was absorbed by Qing Yu, turning into true qi to replenish the hollowed out body.

"Tsk, it's really a strong enough resentment, there is a taste of this hatred that lasts forever. ”

Walking in front of the charred black skeleton, Qing Yu's body half-squatted and looked at the empty skeleton eyes, an extremely strong resentment, as if the never-ending resentment hit Qing Yu's mind.

Even a flame comparable to the sun could not erase this resentment, and this intense hatred and resentment may not be dissipated for the next ten years.

"If you take it to the Death Sword Pool of the Death Hall, the next Death Sword that can hurt the strongest will be born. ”

Thinking about it this way, Qing Yu felt that he had lost 100 million. You must know that since he advanced to the Channel, there should have been ten powerhouses in the Channeling Realm who have been killed. These ten corpses are ten desperate swords.

Even if you have to pay a little processing fee for the Desperate Hall, you can get at least six or seven Desperate Swords.

"Why didn't you think of it before?"

Qing Yu sighed lightly and grabbed the Golden Wolf Khan King's raised hand bone, pulling it out of the freshly cooled magma lake.

I have to say that the remains of the strongest are strong enough, and they have not fallen apart after being treated so roughly, and the entire skeleton is only slightly damaged, and it is still intact overall.

As for the bones of the Red Sun King, there is nothing left. Although the Tantric powerhouse is basically incapable of vajra, the strength of the huge gap makes this head of the Great Snow Mountain Tantra not even have the qualifications to retain the last trace.

It's the Sumeru Terrace······

Qing Yu looked sideways at the iron seat that had emerged from the uncooled magma not far away.

"To be able to patrol the world intact in my ten-day patrol, many divine soldiers couldn't do it at that time. Qing Yu said as if he was talking to himself, as if he was talking to others.

"The seat left by the Buddha is not beyond the reach of idle gods. ”

A quiet and Zen voice came from behind, Qing Yu slowly turned around, and saw a little monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, walking slowly.

The delicate face has a hint of deep meaning, a pair of clear eyes, which seem to be clear, and there are red dust and all things contained in it, and all living beings are in this glance.

"The abbot of the heart, I have admired the name for a long time. Qing Yu looked at the little monk and said slowly.

"The poor monk is also the name of the real person who hears Qingyu, but he has always been on the side, and today he finally sees the real person, but he finally understands what the truth is that it is better to see than to hear. ”

Xinyuan stood with a single palm on his chest and bowed slightly.

The contact between Qing Yu and Xinyuan can be traced back to the original water and land puja, shortly after the end of the Zen Secret War. At that time, the brothers Zhang Yuanfeng and Zhang Yangping of Longhu Mountain invited Qiao Baixuan to help and went to the Shendu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty to track down the traces of Gongzi Yu.

Due to Qing Yu and Xinyuan's tacit calculations, the three of Longhu Mountain died and one was destroyed, Qing Yu cut off the tail that tracked him, and the Great Zen Temple got rid of the old enemy and a god, balancing the strength between Buddhism and Taoism.

However, after that, the relationship between Qingyu and the Great Zen Temple did not become intimate because of a cooperation.

The Great Zen Temple wants to calculate Gongzi Yu and put Gongzi Yu into Buddhism to work for them. As a weak party, although Qing Yu does not have the strength to resist, he is not willing to be brainwashed as a thug like this.

So the two sides secretly resorted to their own means to achieve their own goals. In the end, due to the extraction of the Void Magic Mirror, Qing Yu broke away from the causal connection of the abbot of the heart and completely broke away from the calculated fate.

After that, Qing Yu also had a series of confrontations with Buddhism, which I will not repeat here.

However, although they have been fighting for several years, Qing Yu has not really seen the abbot of the heart until now, and the abbot of the heart is also the first time to see Qing Yu.

Before today, out of prudence, Qing Yu could avoid it, and if he couldn't avoid it, he had to avoid it, and he had to avoid it several times.

"The master is here for this Sumeru seat, right?" Qing Yu smiled and pointed to the black iron pedestal in the distance.

"Not only for Sumeru, but also for you?"

"Poor Dao?" Qing Yu's eyes flashed with a gleam, and the true qi that had just recovered was silent, "It seems that the master has to have a fight with Poor Dao." ”

"You don't have to do one. ”

Xinyuan's face changed from a teenager to a young man, and his voice became clear, "The poor monk originally thought that he could take advantage of the real person's true qi to take down the real person. But I didn't expect the real person's reply to be so fast. Up to now, it is easy for a poor monk to defeat a real person, but it is impossible to keep a real person.

If a real person hadn't been able to get out with all certainty, how could he have taken the initiative to speak to the poor monk?"

They are all old foxes, and although they are secretive to each other, they both understand each other's thoughts.

Xinyuan knew that Qing Yu had always been cautious, and if he didn't get out of it, he wouldn't take the initiative to speak out to lure Xinyuan out. Qing Yu also knows that he has the ability to go now, but he is not able to keep the Sumeru seat, and now he wants to say as much as possible to understand what the secret monk of Xinyuan has planned.

For example, today, the most fanatical about the Great Tribulation and breaking through the shackles should be Nine Days. For the sake of breakthrough and immortality, Nine Heavens can be said to do everything.

But outside the nine heavens, there are still people who will not be so mad and exchange their lives for their own personal eternal life.

However, these people did not stand on the surface, and Yi Qingyu did not know that there were those days when they opposed the promotion of the catastrophe.

And among these people, the ones who attract the most attention are naturally those strongest on the heavenly list.

"I wonder what the master thinks of the Great Tribulation?" Qing Yu asked.

"Don't the real people know the truth of the great calamity?

Xinyuan didn't answer positively, but asked Qing Yu rhetorically.

Especially the truth of the catastrophe, which made Qing Yu's heart sink.

Regarding the truth of the so-called catastrophe, Qing Yu is sure that there are very few people in the world who can know. If Xinyuan can know this truth, it will be covered with a layer of mystery.

The way of cause and effect is based on cause and effect, and he is the most perceptive person, but in terms of observing the heavenly machine, he is inferior to Qing Yu and the old man who are proficient in the art of heavenly machine.

This is a thought-provoking statement.