"Damn it!"

Zhang Hongjun roared loudly, and the golden gun in his hand was quickly swung out, and one after another domineering guns were furious, slashing towards the other party. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The head of the spear is surrounded by three-colored light, which is indestructible and powerful.

Clang!

The spear was blocked, and another underworld powerhouse swept out from the rear, blocking Zhang Hongjun's attack and buying time for the strong man with the giant axe.

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Hongjun roared angrily, rose into the air, kicked hard, and at the same time, the spear in his hand shook, and the dazzling spear broke through the sky, Zhang Hongjun raised his hand and flew towards the underworld powerhouse with a giant axe.

Bang!

Directly collided with the giant axe, emitting a brilliant explosion light, drumming around, spreading in all directions, flying sand and stones.

Burst!

The powerhouse of the underworld opened his mouth and spat out blood, and his right hand was hit, which broke open in an instant, and the flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and the entire arm was broken.

"Damn!"

The person who came to stop Zhang Hongjun was a middle-aged man in the eighth-layer realm, wearing an underworld armor, with a burly body, a strong momentum, and a very strong master.

As soon as he beckoned, he blasted directly at Zhang Hongjun, almost using all his strength, aiming to kill with one blow.

Zhang Hongjun's pupils contracted, he quickly retreated, his body flashed like a phantom, and he retreated a few feet away at once, but he was still within the range of the middle-aged man's attack, he gritted his teeth, his fist was like thunder, his fist was like thunder, his fist was like thunder, emitting golden flames, and he met it.

His expression was cold and handsome, his eyes were as sharp as a steel knife, and he did not show weakness.

Rumble!

The sound of collision sounded, and the energy exploded instantly, and this area, like a round of scorching sun being destroyed, burst out with dazzling light, exuding a terrifying wave of qi.

The two figures flew upside down, both of them were injured at the same time, blood splattered, their faces were ugly, and their bodies were covered with blood.

It's a lose-lose war.

The dust and smoke were flying, and the light was pervasive, just when the light gradually dissipated, Zhang Hongjun gritted his teeth, unfolded his body, rushed through the diffuse dust and smoke, and appeared in front of the other party, his fist was like electricity, and he slashed at the opponent's head very ruthlessly.

The middle-aged man's face changed, regardless of the injury, he tilted his head, avoiding the side, avoiding the vital point, but half of his body was shattered, and the soul power flowed away quickly.

He wanted to struggle up and escape, but Zhang Hongjun made up for it and was directly shattered.

"Kill!"

At the same time, the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom and the soldiers of the underworld also fought again, and the scene was very bad, with blood stains all over the ground, the city buildings were dilapidated, and broken bones and limbs were left here everywhere.

"If you dare to hurt my underworld powerhouse, you will die unintentionally!"

Four more eighth-layer powerhouses flew out, their expressions indifferent and murderous.

"Zhang Daoyou, the old way is here!"

Zhang Daoling flew over, but was intercepted by another strong man on the way.

Zhang Hongjun smiled bitterly, there are so many people on the other side, how can you fight?

"A mere eighth-layer realm cultivator is delusional about shaking the whereabouts of the underworld army, and today you die!"

Several people shot at the same time, and the power was indescribable.

"Jiangshan Jue!"

Zhang Hongjun brought a boulder to block the attack of one of them, and the spear he had just absorbed emitted a golden light, and he threw it at the attack of the other.

Then, the palms emitted a three-colored golden light, and they rushed towards one, and the three-colored light directly broke through the opponent's energy and assassinated him.

Sou! His speed was very fast, and he appeared in front of the man at once, stabbing at the other party's chest with both palms, this person was shocked, his eyes shrank, and he urged the power in his hand to block it, but unfortunately the three-color light was Zhang Hongjun's strongest strength, invincible, and directly inserted it into his chest.

But behind his back is naked. Exposed to the attack of another person.

Syllable!

Zhang Hongjun was majestic and resolute, his entire back was full of terrifying scars, he fell to the ground, his hair was like grass, his pupils were full of sadness, and he was hit by terrible energy and flew away.

"Zhang Daoyou!"

Zhang Daoling took the time to scream, worried about it, but unfortunately he couldn't be separated.

Zhang Hongjun coughed up blood, the injury was very painful, almost died, it took a long time to recover his breath, he got up from the ground, covered in blood, just moved, and half knelt on the ground, the injury was too serious, and several bones were injured.

He could only hold this position, and then run the light trick to analyze the wound, reorganize and heal the wound, and the injury was healing quickly, but it would take some time.

"Who else!"

Several underworld powerhouses sneered, and one of them picked up the giant axe and split the protective formation with a bang.

The entrance to Penglai Mountain was broken, the underworld army cheered, and the Yan soldiers mourned.

Zhang Hongjun glanced at it, smiled bitterly, and muttered, "It's still too low." ”

Rumble!

The entrance broke open, revealing a huge circular passage, and half of Penglai Mountain was exposed, and the emperor and important ministers inside could be vaguely seen.

More than a dozen Yan Guodao cultivators fell to the ground, and were counterattacked by the power of the formation rupture, and the injuries were not small, especially the strongest ninth-layer powerhouse, the stronger the realm, the most serious backlash injuries, and they almost died.

"Emperor Lao'er, hand over the Penglai Stone Stele!"

An old man from the underworld walked out, with white hair and a thin face, just like an ordinary old man, and he couldn't see that he had such ambitions.

"The Penglai Stone Tablet is a treasure of Yan State, and you dare to take it!"

Emperor Yan's face was pale, but his tone was very hard.

"Treasures have been owned by the strong since ancient times, and they used to be yours, but they will not be from now on."

The white-haired old man in the underworld said lightly.

He walked calmly, pressing towards it, as if scattered in the back garden.

One of the eighth-layer Dao cultivators jumped up with his injuries in tow, pounced on him, and was waved by the white-haired old man, and he was directly slapped away, and he couldn't stand up again.

Lao Tzu's footwork was calm, and he quickly walked up to the emperor: "You are the emperor of the human race, please get out of the way!" ”

"Don't let it!" Emperor Yan said.

"Then get out of here!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and he didn't see him make a move, a force surged out of his body, turned into a big hand, grabbed the Emperor of Yan and pulled it gently, and Emperor Yan flew directly to the side.

"Your Majesty!"

The empress shouted, threw herself at the emperor, held him tightly in her arms, and a eunuch also rushed to help, and the emperor was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and his life was in danger.

The white-haired old man didn't look at it, his eyes were staring at a stone tablet in the center, and his eyes, which were originally very indifferent, finally had a trace of fluctuation at this time.

The stele is about two zhang wide and about five zhang high, erected in the middle of Penglai Mountain, saying that it is a mountain, but in fact it is a small independent space.

He walked towards the stele, getting closer and closer, the distance was less than ten zhang, and at this time, no one dared to stop him.

Zhang Hongjun's injuries were recovering rapidly, and those strong men seemed to feel that they had won the victory, and did not immediately come to take his life.

Zhang Hongjun opened his eyes and stared at the white-haired old man, watching him make a move, and watching him go to get the Penglai Stone Tablet.

"Don't!"

Suddenly, Zhang Hongjun's face changed, and he exclaimed, only to see that behind the stele, an angle that a white-haired old man could not see, a familiar figure of Zhang Hongjun appeared, it was Ji Qingyu, she was healed by the divine doctor in the back, and when she heard that the emperor was injured, she immediately rushed out, she was holding a sword, the light was shining, and when she saw the white-haired old man approaching the stele, she didn't want to stab it with a sword.

Dare to make a move on the old man, this is a very dangerous thing, Zhang Hongjun shouted no, but it was out of reach.

The old man was intoxicated with the wonderful feeling of the stone stele, and suddenly saw such a sharp sword light attacking, interrupting the wonderful feeling, and suddenly became angry, and slapped it fiercely, this is the palm power of anger, the power is very huge, destroying mountains and stones, it is very terrifying.

Yes!

The sword in Ji Qingyu's hand was destroyed in an instant, and she only had time to let out a half-scream, and the whole person was also slapped with blood, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Her beautiful eyes closed slightly, and gradually lost their luster.

The white-haired old man only found out that his shot seemed to be heavier, but he didn't think so, ordinary people were a group of ants in his eyes, at this time, he only had this stone tablet in his heart, and everything else was not in his eyes.

"Rain!" The queen's face was pale and she wanted to rush to help, but she had the emperor in her arms and could only cry.

"Ji Qingyu!"

Zhang Hongjun shouted, jumped up, his body was as fast as lightning, rushed to Ji Qingyu's side, held her in his arms, and cast a light trick, a ball of divine light spread out, wrapping Ji Qingyu's body.

Zhang Hongjun analyzed Ji Qingyu's injuries with a bright formula, and then combined it.

Ji Qingyu's injuries were too serious, half of her body was shattered, her flesh and blood were blurred, and there was only a trace of anger left, after Zhang Hongjun's hard treatment, after a while, she finally opened her eyes slowly.

"Zhang Hongjun ......"

Seeing that she was held in Zhang Hongjun's arms, her pale face showed a touch of redness, her mouth murmured, and she was weak, only Zhang Hongjun could hear it.

"I'm here!"

Zhang Hongjun choked, but forced a smile, he could feel that Ji Qingyu's soul was detached from the body and sucked away by a powerful force.

He tried his best to control the Bright Jue, hold Ji Qingyu's soul down, and compete with this power of heaven and earth.

However, in the end, the woman's body became colder and colder, and the injury was too serious, and Ji Qingyu's breath of life finally disappeared.

Flowers fall and fragrance disappears!

"Light rain, my son!"

The emperor woke up and was supported by the eunuch, and the queen rushed over and hugged Ji Qingyu tightly in her arms.

"Light rain, my apprentice!"

Chi Yanxia was helped out from behind, when he saw Ji Qingyu's dilapidated body, the old man's resolute face finally shed a man's sad tears, Ji Qingyu was watched by him since he was a child, and he learned Taoism with him since he was a child, although he was not his own child, but he was closer than his own child.

At this time, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and the old man's heart was like a knife, he came to Ji Qingyu's side, stretched out a pair of huge palms, and gently brushed the woman's bloodstained hair, and tears flowed down.

"Who the hell are you, an old man of the underworld, who are you to do such a heavy hand to a girl!"

The old man was angry and waited for the white-haired old man, and asked loudly.

"Are you asking me?" The white hair stopped in front of the stone stele, slowly turned his head, opened his mouth like a breeze and drizzle, and said: "The old man's name is Beinan, he is the elder of the underworld reincarnation hall, the old man did not mean to kill this woman, but she was indeed killed by the old man, so the old man did not quibble." ”

After saying that, the white-haired old man named Beinan turned his body again, and continued to condense the huge stone tablet, indulging in that wonderful feeling.

"You...... You executioner! ”

Lao Dao struggled, angry, opened his mouth and had a few mouthfuls of blood, wounded and injured, fainted directly, and was supported by a small road.