Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

The middle of the entire Bronze Realm fell into a terrifying storm at this moment, the void was crushed, tearing apart the breath of all things, it could hit the Nine Heavens high, the sword broke the three thousand realms, and the thunder fell like a waterfall of stars hanging between heaven and earth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Brilliant and brilliant.

However, the array of kings remained unmoving!

The tens of thousands of monks who were originally in the Bronze Middle Domain were implicated by the wrath of heaven, and half of them were killed and injured, and the rest retreated for thousands of miles, staring at the raging storm in front of them with wide eyes, and their hearts were turbulent, that kind of power, it was too terrifying.

It can completely subvert the entire common life.

The power of all the monarchs, under the wrath and thunder of the heavens, will be suppressed a lot.

The sound of the roar continued, the whole world trembled, the infinite pale yellow breath was submerged several times in the great array of monarchs, and it was about to be crushed; but again and again failed, in the yin and yang diagram, the two figures were like thousands of years of ancient monks sitting cross-legged, the primordial Xuanhuang qi was like a long river rushing, and the vicissitudes of ancient breath suppressed the Quartet, under the vast heavenly fury and thunder, although it was like a candle in the wind, it was never extinguished.

On the bronze earth, all the monks looked at the place swept by the storm, and their minds were completely confused, "If the array of the kings can't stop the wrath and thunder of the sky, maybe they will all be unable to escape the catastrophe of death, but if the array of the kings is blocked, the kings will be born...... It must be a blood sacrifice to the common people, and the consequences are also unimaginable!"

...... Sonorous ......

When everyone was worried and hesitant, in the middle of the bronze earth, they suddenly remembered the sound of soldiers shattering, which shocked tens of thousands of monks, and the hairs on their bodies stood up instantly.

The bronze cast sculpture cracked a crack, and the power of the monarch's recovery was already unstoppable.

In the blink of an eye, the thunder above the sky roared and roared, more than several times more powerful than before, and the array of the monarchs suddenly shook violently, and it would be annihilated at any time.

Burst!

Jun Qinghan finally couldn't stand the terrifying pressure of the thunder, and his qi and blood went retrograde, spurting out a mouthful of blood, but the Xuanhuang Qi in his body was still galloping, like a thousand armies sweeping.

Rumble...... Rumble......

Above the sky, a purple sea of thunder once again appeared, although it was not as majestic as the heavenly wrath and thunder, but it was also extremely fearful.

The swirling purple lightning was enough to instantly smash a Heaven Rank powerhouse into slag.

"It's really timely", Wan Qi Zhutian, who was sitting like a dead ancient Buddha sitting on the opposite side of Jun Qinghan, scolded in a low voice, he didn't expect that at such a critical moment, the heavenly punishment belonging to the monarch was coming.

After bearing the punishment of heaven, his strength will inevitably reach another realm, that is a monarch in the true sense, but now in this situation, it is extremely dangerous, and as soon as the time is extended, he will definitely not be able to compete with the Purple Thunder Sea, and when the time comes, it will affect all the monarchs, and even the great array of the monarchs will be shattered.

Suddenly, above the top of the clouds, the purple thunder carried the supreme might, like the roar of the dragon, and hundreds of millions of chariots crushed the void and fell towards the heavens.

Its terrifying power was like a mountain of 100,000 steel completely collapsing in an instant.

Burst!

Wan Qi Xutian's body shook violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth like a sword, his face became extremely pale, and at the same time, the color of the Xuanhuang Qi condensed around his body became dull.

At this moment, even Jun Qinghan in front of Wan Qi Zhutian seemed to be implicated, and the qi and blood in his body collided, and his heart hurt.

"Kill!"

Wan Qi Xutian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his blood was extremely red, and his robe was flying, forming an impregnable defense, and the terrifying combat power condensed in the bone marrow of the meridians actually attacked and killed in the purple thunder sea area in reverse.

The Quartet Cultivator looked surprised, Wan Qi Zhutian was in the array of the monarchs, and he could only passively be bombarded by the Thunder Sea, but he didn't expect that he would do the opposite.

Still, the consequences are worrying.

The attack in the void that was heading towards the Thunder Sea was instantly annihilated under the bombardment of the boundless thunder, and in the face of the huge sea of purple thunder, Wan Qi's attack at this moment was like a grasshopper shaking a tree.

The combat power was annihilated, and the purple thunder sea area was still like a waterfall hanging from heaven and earth, rushing towards the heavens and the earth.

Under Biyu, the sound of roaring was endless, and the boundless thunder completely submerged Wan Qi Zhutian, and the monks of the Quartet were shocked, and the powerful Emperor of the Ages, in today's world, was passively bombarded by thunder, and could only defend hard.

I'm afraid that it has been spanning thousands of years, and Wan Qi Zhutian has never encountered such a situation today.

"This purple thunder sea area is too terrifying, I wonder if Wan Qi Zhutian can resist it?"

"I'm afraid that the hope won't be too big, after all, this is a belated heavenly punishment that belongs to Wan Qi Zhutian, plus the bombardment of heavenly anger and thunder, it is not easy to survive!"

"Maybe, all the kings will be implicated!"

"Look...... In the array of kings, there are blood stains splashing out", someone exclaimed, looking at the blood splashed in the sky, and sighed:

"It seems that Wan Qi Zhutian is also more auspicious!"

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts couldn't help but rest in peace, "If it is really Wan Qi Zhutian who was bombarded to death, then the array of the monarchs will inevitably collapse, and the monarchs will not be in the present world, and when the time comes...... Escape the wrath of the sky, maybe there will be some unexpected opportunities!"

Under the vast sky, two thunderous sea areas bombarded endlessly.

Everyone had already heard the sound of bones breaking, presumably Wan Qi's body was crushed by the thunder......

Keng ...... Sonorous ...... Keng ......

The purple thunder sea area is like a long river falling, but the sky is never extinguished, the array of the monarchs will not be annihilated after all, in the bronze middle domain, the bronze cast sculpture is already like a spider web all over the body.

A quarter of an hour, just a quarter of an hour, and the sculpture will be completely shattered!

However, at this moment, the bombardment of thunder has reached the limit that Jun Qinghan and Wan Qi Zhutian can bear, and they can not give up until now, all by virtue of the obsession in their hearts.

Jun Qinghan's body shook, the golden light shone, and the whole body was like a red gold cast, full of shocking power.

However, the defense formed by the condensation of the Monarchs' Array had already collapsed, and the pitch-black Heavenly Fury Thunder pierced through the majestic Xuanhuang Qi around Jun Qinghan's body, and suddenly bombarded the body of the Falling God.

Zheng Zheng!

Jin Ge resonated, the sound of Zheng Zheng resounded through the heavens and the earth, and Jun Qinghan, who was sitting in the Yin and Yang diagram, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the brilliant body of the fallen god collapsed.

Jun Qinghan's face showed a trace of horror, the power of the Heavenly Fury was really terrifying, and the body of the Fallen God was crushed by a single move, this is the strongest body in heaven and earth.

"Oh my God, what did I see, Jun Qinghan's little thief didn't die!"

Walking among the monks in all directions, someone suddenly shouted, "That is the thunder triggered by the wrath of heaven, it is the power to kill the indecent existence between heaven and earth, and to kill all the monarchs, Jun Qinghan actually resisted an attack!"

The body of the fallen god is really terrifying.

However, that day, the angry thunder fell like a long river, endlessly, and Jun Qinghan could no longer condense the body of the fallen god in a short period of time and resist the thunder.

Boom...... Boom......

Just as the lightning and flint of the thunder fell, the void roared, and Jun Qinghan was surrounded by a hundred feet, setting off a terrifying storm that instantly tore apart the heavenly fury and thunder in it.

The Quartet Monk's eyes widened, his face full of incredulity, "What's going on, that thunder from the depths of the heavens, which is the righteous path of the heavens, was actually bombarded into slag by a mysterious power!"

When his eyes fell on Jun Qinghan again, he only found that the black-robed young man sitting in the yin and yang diagram had an eternal, desolate and dead silence, which made people extremely jealous.

The head is full of green silk flying, and the temples are as white as snow.

The thin body contains shocking power, like a dormant dragon, which is not to be underestimated, sitting there cross-legged, like an ancient magic mountain.

What's even more terrifying is the Fang Tian painting halberd suspended above Jun Qinghan's head!

The soldiers are like snow, the red tassels hunt, and the halberd is carved with dragons, if the devil is fierce!

Everyone clearly saw that the dragon pattern engraved on Fang Tian's halberd exuded a clear light, and the dragon's eyes were bloody, scarlet and terrifying, like a hell on earth.

The dragon roared, and the power of the sound attack killed 100,000 voids and traversed 3,000 mountains and rivers.

On the painting halberd, the engraved dragon pattern seems to come to life, flowing on the painting halberd, roaring, like an abyss ancient well, emerging infinite demonic energy, like a big river rushing.

Jun Qinghan's body, suddenly hovered a dragon shadow, forming an unbreakable defense, between the flow of demonic qi, instead sent out a fierce attack, bombarding the falling thunder.

Above the bronze realm, the pupils of the monks watching shrank sharply, and a storm broke out in their hearts, "That...... That's demonic energy...... The purest power in heaven and earth, the most ancient power!"

They only felt a chill down their spines, "On this Qinglian Continent, there is even the inheritance of the Ancient Demon Venerable, he is a descendant of the Demon Clan!"

Most of the monks present were some old antiques, and they more or less knew about the grievances of the immortals and demons back then, and they couldn't help but have a trace of awe in their hearts.

The demons of the year, resisting foreign enemies, killing immortals and preaching!

"I really didn't expect that Jun Qinghan actually obtained the inheritance of the demon clan, and it was really hidden deep enough!"

"I underestimate this rising star, I'm afraid that in the subsequent war, he will definitely be there!"

"But...... Even though Jun Qinghan has obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Demon Dao, with his current strength, he can't compete with the thunder that Tianyu is in!"

In the crowd, there was a voice of doubt, although the Demon Dao is also regarded as a lost civilization, but the power of civilization is strong, and it cannot let Jun Qinghan's strength today compete with the sky.

"Ancient tablet map, that ancient tablet map!"

Suddenly, someone said, and the mystery was broken.

I saw that on the Fang Tian painting halberd, there was also engraved the veins of the ancient stele of weeping blood on this side, which was extremely yellow, and seemed to be older than heaven and earth, and the blood-colored veins flashed on the ancient stele from time to time, and a trace of pure power was injected into the veins of the dragon.

"That ancient tablet pattern has such a terrifying power, urging the dragon to resist the thunder!"

"That'...... That ancient monument, I've seen it", someone said fearfully, "At the beginning, he was inexplicably summoned by the power of the world, came out of the anti-world mound, crossed the void, and after crushing a Eight Banner giant, he smashed into the bronze giant hall in the Kusang Domain!"

Before the voice of fear fell, only an exceptionally old voice was heard:

"It is rumored that the demon clan has a divine monument, and its name is Weeping Blood!"