Qin Xuan stood in the long river and looked at the source.

In his origin, he saw a figure exactly like him, sitting cross-legged in his Dantian.

Surrounding the figure, streams of aura of creation lingered.

This is the cornerstone of his transcendence condensed from the mortal world. .??.

This origin, like Sumeru's creation, looks like this, but in fact, it is a million times smaller than a grain of dust, and can travel anywhere on Qin Xuan's body.

As long as this source is not destroyed, Qin Xuan's body and transcendent power can be continuously reborn.

Even if he turns into powder, he still cannot truly kill Qin Xuan.

Behind this source's head, there is a faint glow of creation, which is the divine light shaped by Qin Xuan's will.

The origin represents the foundation of creation, and the divine light represents the foundation of creation.

When one day, the power of transcendence in this source reaches its extreme, it will transform into the supreme state. However, around the source, supreme treasure wheels will be condensed. Each supreme treasure wheel represents a kind of transformation.

The original Qin Xuan was swallowing four creation corpses, and the aura of creation in his body was already extremely strong.

But after a period of time, Qin Xuan's origin actually grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Its origin has more than doubled under the erosion of this power of chronology.

Not only that, even the divine light of will behind his original head was faintly brighter.

"The power of the long river cannot be swallowed up, but the power of counting the years is enough to irrigate his body."

"The more powerful the source is, the more chronological power it can bear."

Qin Xuan launched the realm of Vipassana and stood in the long river in amazement.

"In times of crisis, someone will seal themselves in a coffin to avoid disaster."

"Even if you don't participate in killing other supreme beings, you can still make yourself stronger by withstanding the power of chronology."

"Today, I am only a one-year-old baby in this long river."

After Qin Xuan felt the mystery of the power of chronology, he stepped forward again.

On this trip, he wanted to search for a long river of heaven and earth and find the key to the mysterious master's way.

With his transcendent foundation, if he wanted to break through to the Supreme Master, he would probably have to kill more than a million Supreme Masters in this long river.

This can no longer be said to be a fight, but a massacre.

Although Qin Xuan was decisive in killing, killing indiscriminately was just a bad way.

Ke Xuanzhudao

The internal differences are different, and regardless of the nature of Xuanzhu Dao, Lord Doumie still owes him the Doumie Bing.

These are the resources that Xuanzhu Dao can obtain, and they are also the best choice for him to achieve the ultimate level of transcendence and cultivate the Supreme Treasure Wheel.

In addition, he still has some puzzles in his heart and needs to get answers from Xuanzhu Dao.

Qin Xuan moved forward again, as always, exuding his own aura with a detached body.

It's not that Qin Xuan was so arrogant on purpose and used himself as bait.

He exudes an aura of detachment and is also using his own power to peer into the long river.

After all, for him, it was the first time he stepped into the Everlasting River. What he knew about the river was all hearsay. Only by experiencing it personally could he understand the vastness and mystery of the river.

As a child who has only experienced the Long River Chronicle once, Qin Xuan naturally wants to explore the world.

As for what others think, Qin Xuan naturally doesn't care.

Even if someone comes personally, as long as he is not a peerless person, he still has the power to protect himself.

He moved forward again, comprehending the truth while moving forward.

As for those who want to attack him, Qin Xuan usually won't hold back.

He doesn't like massacres, but Qin Changqing has never shown mercy to people seeking death.

We don’t know how far we can go. In this long river, there are no quantitative weights and measures. Because of its vastness, coupled with the constant interference of the power of time and space in the long river.

Metaphorically speaking, with the same pace, depending on the speed of the long river, one step may be a thousand meters, one step, or one hundred thousand meters.

The degree of such a leap makes it somewhat ineffective to use the weights and measures of the earthly world to describe it.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan opened his eyes and felt something.

"undercurrent!"

Qin Xuan looked at a whirlpool. Inside the whirlpool, there was extremely astonishing power. Entering into it would almost lead to death.

Even if you are the most respected person, you still have to act within your ability.

This whirlpool and undercurrent is also some kind of wonder and power in the long river.

Every undercurrent has a beginning and an end, and can span a long distance across a long river at extremely fast speeds.

Qin Xuan once stepped into it, and there was also a ray of original power left at the beginning of the undercurrent, and he wanted to use it to sense

The distance between the start and end of this undercurrent.

But that time of crossing had directly cut him off from that ray of original power.

The distance has exceeded the limit of their original mutual perception.

The undercurrent in front of him was more powerful than the one he had stepped into before, and the power within it was also more terrifying.

Qin Xuan stood at the entrance of this undercurrent, surrounded by some supreme masters and transcendent realms who were hiding their auras and snooping secretly.

Then, Qin Xuan stepped forward and entered the whirlpool directly.

Some of the people fighting for the crossing shook their heads, thinking that Qin Xuan was seeking his own death.

They have seen many such self-righteous people.

Qin Xuan stepped into it, and the power of countless rivers was like a millstone, constantly tearing and strangling his body.

Of course, to Qin Xuan, this level of undercurrent power was like him playing by the river, and it was far from lethal.

Until, he was sent out of the undercurrent by a distance, and flew out of the vortex at an extremely fast speed, like a sharp arrow.

When he flew out, there was a killing blow in an instant.

There are people waiting at this end point, like hunters hunting for swimming fish.

boom!

The power of the supreme master fell and Qin Xuan was submerged in it.

One of the Supreme Masters frowned slightly and said, "You are beyond the realm and dare to enter the undercurrent of a long river. What a bad luck!"

He didn't think highly of Qin Xuan. In his eyes, being out of the realm of detachment was not worth ambush and kill him.

The power within this undercurrent is extremely strong, and even an ordinary Supreme Master would have to expend a lot of original power to fight against the power of the undercurrent.

Almost, most of the beings who come out of the undercurrent are equivalent to having experienced a great war.

At this time, it was the time for them to add insult to injury.

But in the next moment, the expression of this Supreme Master changed.

I saw his power suddenly dissipated, and the man in white stood in the long river, slowly looking towards him.

The next moment, Baiyi crossed the long river and appeared in front of this Supreme Master.

At the same time, a vast fist seal fell from the sky, directly destroying the supreme master.

"The Eight-Slaughter Supreme Master is not weak at all."

Qin Xuan devoured the original energy of this supreme master, thinking that in the Xuanzhu Dao, the eighth-level master was enough to dominate in the supreme realm.

Qin Xuan did not hide it

Aura, but the expressions of the powerful men who were also ambushing around him suddenly changed.

They immediately hid all their auras for fear of being noticed by Qin Xuan.

Killing the eight-slaughtered Supreme Master with one punch, this white-clothed creature only has ghosts after transcending the realm.

Another bastard who turns into bait and pretends to be a pig to eat the tiger.

These contenders cursed in their hearts, but secretly retreated.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

Thoughts came slowly in the long river, making Qin Xuan look sideways.

I saw a golden butterfly fluttering in the long river and coming towards me.

Qin Xuan raised his hand, and the golden butterfly landed on his finger.

"I am the Supreme Master of Yuanzhi. I see that my fellow Taoist is extraordinary and I would like to get acquainted with him." Jindie exuded a subtle will and turned into a voice into Qin Xuan's ears.

"Of course, I, Yuan Zhi, am not an incompetent person. As long as my fellow Taoists in this Yuan Bone Flow segment have information that they want to know, I, Yuan Zhi, can know it."

"Of course, fellow Taoists may have to pay a little price."
To be continued...