The ancient realm is vast, full of desolate atmosphere, so that people's souls are washed, as if the supreme wish of the ancient immortal Buddha, resisting the entire pitch-black territory, mottled city walls, blue bricks, exceptionally ancient, after thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and snow, left behind in the battle of the strong. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Every inch of land is as hard as a mountain of 100,000 irons.

The Great Wall is long, and the town is square!

The bronze that stretches for tens of thousands of miles, guarding the territory of the Quartet, scolding the gods and demons of the Quartet, the ancient bronze breath, as if it makes people in the ancient, desolate, and even ancient, the mottled blood stains on it have long since dried up, but it seems to bring the black-robed young man on the city wall into the war of gods and demons back then.

Like a Kunpeng, he crossed the ancient bronze Great Wall and set foot in the land of three thousand nightmares!

The earth really cracked as half of the young man expected, and countless devils roared angrily, emitting monstrous hatred, their eyes were blood-red, and they followed behind the black-robed young man, whining and hissing, which made people tremble.

The black-robed young man waved his robe, crossed the sea of bitterness in one step, stepped into the boundless bronze territory, looked at the bronze ancient hall in the distance, his indifferent eyes always flashed a trace of undetectable light, walking in the boundless bronze territory, feeling the glory of those falls in ancient times, and the forbidden power was full of all around his body, all showing the pride of the strong man back then.

The bronze giant mountain, boundless, like the sky, cannot be crossed!

The black-robed young man smiled, and walked towards the top of the bronze mountain step by step, like a thousand pounds, sonorous and agitated, every step was like vibrating the ancient giant bell, making a mighty and brilliant sound, cleansing the heaven and earth, like the sound of the Buddha, sending out the supreme compassion and wish, like the sound of immortals, saving hundreds of millions of people in the world.

If the demon roars, slaughter the nine heavens and stain the blood!

The heart was beating sharply, the blood was gushing, and the corners of the black-robed young man's mouth couldn't help but wipe a smile, ignoring any coercion on the copper mountain, and stepping firmly and bloodily on the top of the copper mountain, looking down on the sky.

-- The mountain is the peak, I am the peak!

The black-robed young man showed a hint of unruly, his eyes were dark and sharp, and he looked at the ancient palace behind him, which had been sitting in all directions for thousands of years, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, his heart beat sharply, and his blood was spurting, only in the blink of an eye, the black-robed young man had come to the ancient palace.

Airplanes...... Buzzing......

As if sensing the approach of others, the ancient hall made a buzzing sound, and at this moment, the power of the immortals and demons was no longer balanced, and the black-robed young man faintly felt the great coercion from the ancient hall, which belonged to the suppression of demons, or a compliment to the immortals.

The black-robed young man snorted coldly, the demonic qi rippled all over his body, the breath of strangling immortals, looking at the huge hall of eternity, his expression became more and more indifferent, and the ancient well did not wave.

He is a demon soldier in my hand, and the blood is buried in the green lotus bones and immortals!

Touching the big characters he left back then, the black-robed young man smiled, not knowing whether he was self-deprecating or nostalgic, but he just whispered softly: "The demon soldiers hold my hands, kill the world, and the blue blood stains the green lotus, and the bones are buried in the immortals!"

As he spoke, the young man's arm shook, surging with endless power, pushing open the door of the bronze ancient hall, and at the same time a ray of ancient light shot in, a rich fairy aura permeated out, and the footsteps were easy, stepping into the ancient hall, only to hear the ancient bell chime diffuse, and the fairy sound was endless.

There was also the sound of a faint roar.

The black-robed young man frowned slightly, went deep into the main hall, and then paused, his gaze frozen!

The high stairs, like the ninefold heavens, extend all the way to the gate of becoming immortals, but every step is soaked by the years, corpses are everywhere, and it is difficult to become immortals;

In the end, I don't understand, there is a way for immortals?

The ancient immortal remains, crystal like jade, exude infinite brilliant light, the slightest purification of sentient beings, save the world, let hundreds of millions of people bow and worship, and kowtow sincerely!

It's a pity that the three thousand disciples under the seat are all withered, like the years of knives, consuming their other edges and corners, peerless Tianjiao, and the world's giants can't break open the door of becoming immortals when they are dying, and it is worth kneeling and begging, even if it is so...... But they disdain the devil, they want to control the world and enslave the common people.

In the end, they all failed!

In front of the immortal remains, sitting this figure, the snow-white robe is stained with dust, the frost and snow are no longer green, it seems to have been sitting for hundreds of millions of years, the wear and tear of the years, so that his face is full of wrinkles, it is difficult to see the arrogance and arrogance of the year, but it is no different from him Xingyun, he still has a trace of breath, the breath of the fairy.

It is because of him that the immortal sound in this bronze giant hall is mighty, and the demon path is defeated.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at the deep demon abyss, on which there was a formation, which seemed to completely seal the demon abyss, and to completely extinguish the demon path that had dominated the world tens of millions of years ago.

The black-robed young man frowned slightly, the demonic energy rippled around him, and he blasted towards the formation with a punch, which condensed the power of the all-encompassing rules of the heavenly spear, and with a bang, the corner of the black-robed young man's mouth showed a trace of an indifferent smile, and the large array above the demon abyss was completely cracked and turned into powder in the air.

In the main hall, an eternal magic sound suddenly rushed out.

The young man waved his dark sleeve robe and whispered, "I am not dead, the demon path is immortal;

Storehouse...... Kuku ......

Under the immortal remains, the three thousand dead remains suddenly shook, turned into powder in the air, and disappeared with the wind, and the figure sitting in front of the immortal remains slowly opened his eyes, and the supreme will flowed in the dim light, and the immortal voice was loud, cleansing the Quartet, looking at the black-robed young man below, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't put it in his eyes:

"Jun Qinghan, I was defeated back then, and today, you will die!"

The old man's voice, hoarse, did not become desireless due to the inheritance of the immortal remains, and the hatred in his heart became more and more crazy, who knows, under the immortal remains, a sitting is eternal, he has entered the bronze giant hall for a few years, but the time he has experienced is enough to vicissitudes.

"Tianbutian, I didn't expect that after a long time, you have become this picture of no one and no ghost!"

Jun Qing looked coldly at the figure that looked like an ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged, and said indifferently, "The peerless Tianjiao of the past, but now he is in order to become an immortal, and he has smoothed out the edges and corners of his body!"

"The power of immortals, the strength can never be imagined, I was really frivolous back then, but now you are still as naïve as I imagined", Tianbutian slowly got up, the immortal sound in the hall became more and more vast, and the vast coercion filled the hall, "The demon clan will die, and the immortal road Dachang! is just a stinky skin, today I will let you see, what is the power of immortals?"

"It's rare that you have such an awareness", Jun Qinghan smiled lightly, "However, you are a real immortal now, but with the blood of an immortal, you can kill my Jun Qinghan?"

The black-robed young man's fingers hooked his sideburns, "I'm not here to kill you, what about your twin beasts?"

Tianbutian shook his head and smiled, his steps moved, and he walked down the stairs, every step was full of infinite power, the coercion in the bronze giant hall increased step by step, the wrinkles on Tianbutian's face were crowded together, and he stared at Jun Qinghan coldly, "With the tomb of the bronze giant hall, it is also a great honor for you, with my Tianbu Tian, there is no demon in the world!"

As he spoke, the Tianbu Tiansleeve robe that was still on the stairs waved, and the immortal sound in the entire hall suddenly swayed, like an ancient bell chime, shaking the common people, entangled into a terrifying force towards Jun Qinghan, and the roar was endless, just like the battle song of the immortal clan thousands of years ago, loud and bright for nine days, turbulent the universe.

The immortal is out, and the devil is alive!

Jun Qinghan also waved his sleeve robe, surrounded by demonic energy in his palm, shaking the Quartet, the demon abyss on the soles of his feet suddenly churned, and the dark demon blood surged, like an angry sea, and the terrifying demon sound vibrated out, like the roar of hundreds of millions of demon tribes, full of desolate murderous aura and boundless hatred, condensed into a demon war song, killing all directions.

Bang bang!

In the bronze giant hall, the sound of explosions continued, and the two tones of immortals and demons collided together, attacking each other, evenly matched, and finally quietly annihilated, and the bronze giant hall suddenly became dead and desolate.

"Huh...... Unexpectedly, you are already at the peak of the White Flag, only one step away, you can step into the Void Flag", Tian Butian smiled lightly, but his eyes were full of contempt, "Now he is already in the quasi-Void Flag realm, even if he is a Xuan-level powerhouse, he is not his opponent, if it weren't for Jun Qinghan's early arrival, give him three more days, he can step into the Yellow Flag realm!"

"You were defeated back then, and today, you will still be defeated!"

Jun smiled lightly, and was a lot more cautious in his heart.

"I am the descendant of the immortals, can't I destroy you, sitting for three thousand years, the power you have, can you imagine?"

The pitch-black robe was flying, the demonic energy around him was becoming more and more terrifying, blood was surging in his indifferent eyes, and his voice was indifferent:

"The immortal is not an immortal, and the devil should be punished to preach the truth!"