The sudden incident shocked many people!

What shocked everyone was that after several thunders, more and more dense heavenly tribulations followed!

The flames that can melt people, stone-like hail, even thunder and rain, and strong winds!

"What's going on? What's in this world?"

One by one, the cultivators were killed and burned to death by the heavenly tribulation. Everyone was so shocked that they were panicked. Except for Qin Haoxuan, no one had ever encountered his own heavenly tribulation.

After all, in the current world of immortal cultivation, in addition to the sect and sect catastrophe, personal heavenly catastrophe is extremely rare.

Most of the immortal cultivators around Qin Haoxuan have just entered the immortal cultivation world. They have not even encountered great disasters in sects. How could they know these heavenly tribulations?

Qin Haoxuan frowned. He felt in his heart that this dense heavenly disaster seemed to have arisen because of himself!

Realizing this, Qin Haoxuan felt a little unhappy. I didn't do anything. After so long, I just opened the formation on the isolated island and collected a ghost ship. Why did I hit me again in the heavenly disaster?

There was no time to complain, and nearly 200 immortal cultivators around him had fallen down the ground within a few moments. Based on his experience of fighting against the heavenly tribulation several times, Qin Haoxuan collided in the cracks of the heavenly tribulation, and at the same time danced the dragon scale sword, setting up a sword energy layer beside him, and rushed forward!

Although many people don’t know what happened and are still fighting against the heavenly tribulation, they gradually discovered that these heavenly tribulations will not stop at all, and there is a kind of tenacity that will disappear if they have to kill them all!

"Run! Run with Qin Haoxuan!"

At this time, everyone was a little panicked, but looking at Qin Haoxuan's back rushing forward, for some reason, I had to follow Qin Haoxuan again.

After making up his mind, the group followed Qin Haoxuan under the violent attack of the heavenly tribulation and ran forward suddenly.

The heavenly tribulation was fierce and without any mercy. The tragic wailing never stopped. They ran all the way and left countless corpses along the way!

When everyone finally ran out of the continuous heavenly tribulation, there were only thirteen people left, and they were all in a mess, with wounds all over Qin Haoxuan's left arm and back stained with blood.

Just now, he stood firm from the heavenly tribulation, and as soon as he looked up, everyone stayed there.

Behind them is a charred bridge and the rolling black water. There are countless ghosts wailing in the black water, just like the Shura hell, which makes people shocked.

However, in front of them was a beautiful scenery like a paradise, clean and beautiful, with flowers blooming and colorful butterflies surrounding them. The clear blue sky was like being washed by a clear spring, and white clouds floated leisurely on it.

They seem to be standing at the intersection of hell and the fairy world, and further the fairyland is the fairyland. One step back will lead to the abyss.

"Am I dreaming..."

Wu Bing, who was bleeding all over his body, stuck out his chapped lips, then staggered forward and fell to the ground.

"Oh my God..."

People outside can see his wounds that are rolling up in his flesh and blood, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The remaining dozen people could no longer help and stepped onto the land covered with green grass.

For a moment, the quiet fragrance of flowers came to the nose, and the extremely pure breath penetrated into every pore in the body, making them feel comfortable all over!

"This is the fairy world, this must be the fairy world!" Wu Bing felt the strength back to his body, and after experiencing several deaths, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, and his eyes suddenly turned red when he saw such a peaceful and peaceful world with auspicious energy.

"We have come alive, we have come alive!" Someone was excited, but he did not dare to shout, for fear of disturbing the peace of mind.

Qin Haoxuan followed in, feeling the fatigue on his body was washed away by a breath like a clear stream in the world. The spiritual platform was clear and full of strength. He was secretly surprised: "What is flowing between the world must not be spiritual energy. No matter how pure spiritual energy is, it does not have such effect, right?"

Qin Haoxuan raised his eyes, looked at the lushness of the world, and the spiritual beasts walking comfortably by the streams in the distance, and could feel a breath that had never been seen before, holy, pure, and full of vitality.

"What the hell is this?" Looking at all this, Ishino took a deep breath, "There can't be spiritual energy in the air. How could spiritual energy take the initiative to heal the wounds on our bodies?"

Among the immortal cultivators standing on the border of this world, there was a disciple of the Lingcao Cult. Chen You, who looked at the spiritual herbs everywhere with excitement, couldn't say a word. Then, with trembling hands, he took out a two hundred-year-old seed from his pocket, and planted it in the land under his feet with cherished eyes.

Although everyone didn't know what Chen You was doing, they all looked at him curiously.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, the seed broke out at a surprising speed and grew into a small seedling. Within a few breaths, it grew into a half-human-tall mature plant, with lush branches and leaves, and the red fruits were hidden among the green leaves, exuding a quiet fragrance.

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Chen, where did you find the three thousand-year-old fire spirit fruit?" Feng Jincheng, a disciple of the same sect as Chen You, said in surprise, "And the quality of this fire spirit fruit seems to be not ordinary, and the energy contained in it is higher."

Chen You excitedly held Feng Jincheng's hand and said in a trembling voice: "No, no, what I planted is not three thousand years old, but two hundred years old seeds!"

"What?!" Not only Feng Jincheng was the only one who was surprised. He looked at the herb that had just grown in front of him incredibly, and had no idea what to say for a moment.

Feng Jincheng swallowed a saliva, then knelt down suddenly, picked up a pile of delicate soil with his hands, and said almost crazy: "This, this is a real immortal soil! Only the legendary immortal soil can have such power!"

Everyone was stunned. Wu Bing looked at the place that looked like a fairyland and said softly: "Can we really go out? This is not a place where immortal corpses are buried, right?"

"Yes, surely!"

Everyone could no longer bear it and ran towards the deeper part of the world!

If this is really a place where the corpses of immortals are buried, then no one of them wants to fall into the trap, and they all want to grab the corpses of immortals!

That is the corpse of an immortal, it is an immortal! It is an opportunity that immortal cultivators will never encounter in their entire lives! Perhaps that corpse of an immortal is the only one in the world of cultivation!

Here, we were able to use spiritual techniques. Everyone set up a flying sword and rushed forward with all their might.

Qin Haoxuan's speed was comparable to that of Liuguang, and these people were not as good as him, but Qin Haoxuan followed everyone slowly, and his eyes swept across the world, and then he suddenly stopped.

A few miles away in front of everyone, there was an extremely brilliant peach blossom forest.

The bright peach blossoms bloomed, dyeing the world with bright red. The beautiful clouds in the sky almost became the foil of this peach forest. The quiet fragrance of peach blossoms surrounded everyone, making people intoxicated.

However, it was not this peach forest that attracted everyone to stop, but a young man sitting on the ground beside the peach forest.

The man had a long sleeve and wide robe, and his clothes were exquisite and luxurious, but his clothes were half open, with a chic and unruly style. He held a book with a distinctive left hand, as if he was obsessed with reading, and there was an open wine pot on his right hand.

After looking closely, I realized that the man's eyebrows are like a distant dawn, his eyes are like autumn waves, his nose is high and straight, his lips are graceful, and his facial features are carefully carved out from the heavens. He has an elegant temperament, like an immortal walking out of ink paintings, which makes people forget the world.

The breeze blows by, the peach blossoms fall colorfully, and behind the man, a rain of peach blossoms turns into.

Who is this?

Everyone stood not far from the Peach Blossom Forest, looking at the man with confusion. They knew in their hearts that the man was definitely not the cultivator with them, but if he were not the cultivator, how could he be here?

Just as everyone was confused, the young man holding the book seemed to feel their sight. He slowly raised his eyes and saw that there was a hint of doubt in his eyes that were as clear as Qiu Shui. He said in surprise: "There is actually someone coming here..."

His voice was as crisp and refreshing as a jade plate, which was so refreshing that it made people feel happy. After seeing everyone, the young man put down the book in his hand, waved to everyone, and said aloud: "Since you are here, then sit down."

Qin Haoxuan felt that the bodies of the cultivators around him were stiff. Many people looked at the young man with alertness, and even looked at Qin Haoxuan, as if they wanted Qin Haoxuan to make an idea.

Qin Haoxuan looked at the peach blossom forest and smiled gently, a young man who looked harmless and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The young man had a bright smile on his face, and he looked open-minded, and he spoke again: "Don't be afraid, there is no danger here, come and sit here, I haven't seen a human in a long time."

Wu Bing and others secretly looked at Qin Haoxuan. Seeing Qin Haoxuan strode towards the man, everyone followed him and passed by.

The closer you get to the peach blossom forest, the more you can feel the charming beauty of peach blossoms. The falling peach blossoms are like colorful butterflies flying, delicate and beautiful. A young man wearing white clothes standing in front of the peach blossom forest, as if he was an immortal walking out of that beauty, with a peaceful indifference and elegance.

When everyone came to their front, the young man's beautiful fingers gently tapped in front of them, and thirteen puddles appeared out of thin air.

"Sit." The young man smiled slightly, with red lips and white teeth, clean and holy.

Everyone was shocked again when they looked at the Tuanpu that appeared in front of them!

They could feel that these puffs were not taken out of the storage bag by the young man, but were truly created out of thin air!

Creating out of thin air, isn’t this a spell that only immortals can possess? Why does this person have? Who is he? Where is this?
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