In the giant hall, the sound was like Jin Ge, clanging, Jun Qinghan stood proudly like a spear, looking directly at Huang Wuxin in front of him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Good...... The spirit is commendable", Huang Wuxin's old face was slightly smiling, "But how much pain you can endure depends on yourself", saying that Huang Wuxin waved his sleeve robe, gradually closed his eyes, and only a slightly ridiculous laughter was left in the giant hall, "When you can break through to the highest level in the Phoenix Clan's holy land, the flames of my Phoenix Clan will appear!"

As soon as the words fell, the giant hall returned to dead silence again, leaving only Jun Qinghan frowning.

Three days later, when Jun Qinghan's existing realm stabilized a little, a pitch-black jade was suddenly slipped out of the ring, and the jade was engraved with delicate patterns, accompanied by ancient and mysterious runes, giving people a thick and domineering texture, like a boundless earth.

- Shura!

On the front of the jade, there are two blood-red characters painted on it, which are very dazzling, holding it in his hand, Jun Qinghan can clearly feel a trace of scorching temperature, which is the gathering of bloody condensation and demonic thoughts.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Jun Qinghan's mouth, "Shura...... Can this also be called Shura?" Putting the jade bi in his hand and playing with it, a faint demonic qi gushed out to wrap the Shura jade, instantly suppressing the demonic qi on the jade bi, "The Shura summoned by the sacrifice of the corner of the earth is just a pseudo-Shura in Jun Qinghan's eyes, and killing these 100,000 pseudo-Shura can only condense the blood of the real Shura."

A quarter of an hour later, Jun Qinghan's figure flashed, and he immediately entered the Shura Jade Bi...... What he has to do now is to kill all 100,000 Shura, condense that drop of Shura's blood, and at the same time obtain the horn of the Earth Clan's Alien Banner.

The pitch-black territory was full of killing and ferocity, the mountains and rivers were gray and dead, and under the gloomy sky, the sound of Shura's roar was heard from time to time, which was particularly cruel and bloody. Jun Qinghan stood on the barren plain, feeling the breath of his surroundings, his brows furrowed slightly, "Within a thousand feet of his body, he was so murderous."

Among the Shura jade, it is divided into nine layers, and Jun Qinghan's position is only the first layer of the nine layers of jade.

"Boom...... Bang...... Rumble......"

On the vast plain, there was a sound of stampede, like an ancient chariot rumbling, full of tremors, ordinary people are afraid that they have already been violent, Jun Qinghan's eyes froze, and many pseudo-Shura suddenly appeared in all directions around him:

Each pseudo-Shura is more than a zhang tall all over its body, its whole body is wrapped in pitch-black scale armor, its eyes are scarlet, and it looks particularly hideous and terrifying, Jun Qinghan couldn't help but curse in a low voice, "It's really ugly, it's not a descendant of Shura after all!"

As if feeling the breath of human blood, the surrounding Shura made a squeaky sound, and kept waving his arm like a giant tree, full of excitement, "Although I can feel that the breath of this human is stronger than theirs, but in this plain and mountain, there are 30,000 Shura, and they will definitely be able to tear it to pieces."

Looking at the hundreds of pseudo-Shura that rumbled and shook the earth, the corners of Jun Qinghan's mouth gradually outlined a trace of chill, and with a flick of his robe, a blood-colored spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Kill!"

Before the hundreds of Shura approached, Jun Qinghan roared angrily, holding a spear and suddenly murderous towards the pseudo-Shura around him, like a wild cheetah, and the momentum around him suddenly became a bully.

With a bang, the spear broke through the air, piercing Shura's throat, the spear passed directly across the air, blood burst into the sky like a sword, and Shura, who was pierced through the throat when Jun landed lightly, also fell, trembling all over, full of fear, it didn't even see clearly how it was killed by the human in front of it.

In all directions, seeing Shura falling, they were all shocked, "This human appearance is not amazing, how can there be such power", after a slight pause, all the Shura became crazy, like a moving hill, crushing towards Jun Qinghan......

On the vast wasteland, Jun Qinghan's sleeve robe waved, and suddenly turned into an afterimage, rushing into the Shura group, the spear was slightly raised to kill the Quartet, and each shot was accompanied by a Shura who died in Huangquan, completely killed.

For Jun Qinghan, these pseudo-Shura are tantamount to behemoths, but this also makes Jun Qinghan's body flexible, and he can easily navigate the hundreds of Shura chasing and intercepting them, not with a single soldier, cutting Shura under the spear.

Killing in all directions, scarlet blood stains burst out in all directions, and Jun Qing's cold and dark robe was dyed with blood, which was shocking...... Gradually, the bloody aura permeated all directions, heading out of the plain, making the pseudo-Shura in the first layer of the Shura Jade Bi rumbling towards the desolate plain, full of deterrence.

Jun Qinghan in the center of the plain is struggling to kill, the Shura around him wailed, raising a high blood curtain, the blood-red spear is like the sickle of death at this time, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Quartet Shura, but half an hour, the long soldier paused, Jun Qinghan breathed a long sigh of relief, hundreds of Shura were finally slaughtered by him, wiped the blood on his face, when Jun Qinghan raised his head, the back of the spine was cold, and suddenly found that the entire desolate plain, gathered tens of thousands of Shura, black pressed one, blood-red eyes stared at each other, let out a low roar, eager to tear Jun Qinghan to pieces。

My spear hand couldn't help but grasp it tightly, his face was calm, but his heart was full of shock, surrounded by tens of thousands of Shura, and his figure was only eight feet, like an inconspicuous ant at this time.

"Uh......h Woohoo......"

The roar of the pseudo-Shura became louder and louder, gradually reaching the critical point of the outbreak, and a trace of cold murder appeared in tens of thousands of pairs of blood-red eyes.

"Get out!"

The long soldier was frustrated, Jun Qinghan suddenly roared angrily, and when he scolded, the green silk on his sideburns gradually became frosty white, and the demonic energy around his body rippled out, and the pitch-black lotus flower swaying between his eyebrows turned into a big scarlet character: Demon!

On the desolate plain, tens of thousands of pseudo-Shuraho shook back, causing the entire plain to tremble, looking at the weak human in the center in a daze, frightened, the thin figure seemed to become very tall at this time, like a slight monument, so that they did not dare to look up, and Cong felt jealous in his soul, which was a tremor from the blood.

Seeing the fear on the faces of tens of thousands of Shura, Jun Qinghan immediately lost his demonic energy, and endless killing machines burst out, fighting towards tens of thousands of Shura......

Even though tens of thousands of Shura can work together to crush ten or hundreds of Jun Qinghan into pieces, but since the moment Jun Qinghan rippled out with his demonic qi, tens of thousands of pseudo-Shura have lost their confidence, and they have left a deep imprint in their minds, "This is a peerless powerhouse, a real Shura, more terrifying than the real Shura."

The long soldiers are vertical and horizontal, invincible, and wherever the soldiers reach, no matter how the pseudo-Shura is dying and resisting, they are all crushed to death by Jun Qinghan under the spear.

On the desolate plains, blood-colored figures churned, holding cold soldiers, covered in blood, fighting alone in all directions, carrying out a bloody slaughter against tens of thousands of Shura!

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A day later, the long soldier was shocked, plunged into the blood-soaked plain, Jun Qinghan knelt on one knee, his fists clenched as steel, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not fade for a long time.

Jun Qinghan, who was sitting cross-legged in the Huanghuang Giant Hall, was shocked, opened his eyes indifferently, looked at the Shura Jade Bi in his palm, and showed a trace of cruelty between his eyebrows, "The jade bi is nine layers, and the first layer is so difficult...... I don't know what realm the ninth-layer Shura has reached?" said Jun Qinghan and threw the jade bi into the ring, hugged it with both hands, recovered the lost vitality, and cultivated quietly.

After another three days, Jun Qinghan's eyes were wide open, his eyes were like swords, his breath returned to his peak state on the ground, and with a stroke of his arm, he entered the Shura jade bi again...... Stepping into the pitch-black realm again, Jun Qinghan's mouth outlined a smile, and without any lingering on the first layer, he walked straight towards the second layer of the Shura Jade Bi.

When he stepped into the second layer, Jun Qinghan felt a great pressure, the strength of the Shura in the first layer was a cut lower than him, but in the second layer, the strength of the pseudo-Shura was already on par with him. With a shock to his arm, the blood-covered spear reappeared in Jun Qinghan's hand, bursting out with a chilling killing ......

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Three days later, the pseudo-Shura in the second layer was slaughtered by Jun Qinghan.

Seven days later, all the pseudo-Shura in the third layer died in Huangquan.

After another half a month, the pseudo-Shura in the fourth layer was wiped out, and Jun Qinghan also returned with injuries.

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The jade bi is divided into nine layers, not deep into one layer, the fewer Shura there are, but the strength of Shura is growing exponentially, gradually reaching the point that Jun Qinghan looks up to, the further back, the more difficult it is to slaughter Shura, and even sometimes Jun Qinghan can only kill Shura by exchanging his life for injury, fortunately, not all the Shura in the last few layers are rushing up, otherwise even if Jun Qinghan is powerful, it will be difficult to escape.

With such daily fighting and slaughter, Jun Qinghan's power has gradually become stronger, not only his soul, but also his body are subtly transforming, and his meridians are gradually expanding, which can accommodate more Dao Qi.

Three months later, Jun Qinghan's whole body was covered with scars, his flesh and blood were rolled, and he looked terrifying, and the last trace of strength in his body was consumed, lying on the blood-soaked earth, and all the hundred Shura of the seventh layer were killed by Jun Qinghan.

Struggling to stand up, Jun Qinghan returned to the main hall again, his brows gradually furrowed, "It's already the seventh layer, I'm afraid that as soon as he appears at the entrance of the eighth layer, he will be torn to pieces."

Even so, after the killing of the seventh layer of Shura Yubi, Jun Qinghan's strength has been promoted to the fourth stage of the Dao Black Flag!

"Boy, you are too hasty", in the main hall, Huang Wuru suddenly opened his eyes and said: "If it weren't for the deterrent power of your own demonic qi, I'm afraid that you wouldn't have survived on the fourth layer and come back alive, and now you can hold on to the seventh layer, which is already a miracle."

Jun Qinghan raised his eyelids, his blood-red eyes turned, and he smiled lightly: "But the juniors don't have much time, if you can't become a peerless powerhouse in a short period of time and unseal the Dragon God Valley, I'm afraid my dragon clan will be wiped out of this Qinglian Continent!"

When the Dragon God Valley was sealed, he said that it would take ten years to unseal it, but Jun Qinghan knew in his heart that he didn't have ten years left, Chen Ji said that the trapped Dragon Ancient Cave would trap him for ten years at most, and he had stayed in the Dragon Domain for two years, and stayed in the tears of the snow for two years, until now, Jun Qinghan had less than five years, otherwise once Chen Ji escaped from the Trapped Dragon Ancient Cave, the Dragon Clan would inevitably suffer a catastrophe.

"But no matter how anxious you are, you won't be able to enter the eighth layer of Shura Jade Bi now", Huang said ruthlessly and indifferently: "Unless your strength is increased by two more ranks!"