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The moment he jumped into the sea of 100,000 blood, the bright red blood penetrated into the body, and a huge stinging sensation swept through the body, like the molten sea scorching the whole body, and Kuku endured a thousand swords.

The endless ferocious aura instantly hit the chest, destroying the withering and decaying towards the mind.

Jun Qinghan roared, his whole body was full of holes, and he was wrapped in a sea of 100,000 blood around him, but he couldn't resist at all, and it was only a quarter of an hour after jumping into the sea of blood, Jun Qinghan was already scarred, and his body was greatly damaged.

Rolling in the Red Sea, Jun Qinghan is in it, just like a blood baby!

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On April 4, the heavens and the earth are in turmoil!

Seven kills!

Break the army!

Greedy wolf!

The three stars, in the endless star field, gradually approached, and the already chaotic void became more and more turbulent. The original 28 Nakshatras plus the three walls have no clear boundaries.

At the same time, in the sky above the east of the Sky Cutting Tower, the stars were bright, illuminating almost the entire galaxy, and one of the dazzling stars emitted a hundred thousand holy radiance, completely suppressing the millions of stars.

The stars and all things are in chaos!

And the Qinglian Continent was completely caught in the midst of slaughter.

Above the insignificant billions of green lotuses, millions of pagodas are displayed, forming a pale yellow Zhou Tian array, suppressing and subjugating millions of families. The palace master of the array palace and the heaven and earth of the heavenly clan share the same hatred and form a united front.

At the same time, the Earth Clan's Mo Cangkong opened the gate of hell and exchanged it for 100,000 Shura in Hell at the cost of the Horn of the Earth!

The other Six Banner Ancient Clans, before the Sky Tower, will meet and join the branches!

The Eight Banners Ancient Clan, gathering the children of the Eight Banners, sat around the four major alien races, eyeing each other, and the disciples of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, advancing towards the Yan Clan, were all wiped out in the Yanling Land.

The Lin clan, which had not heard from him for a thousand years, was suddenly born, and its young master was a purple unicorn that had never been seen for eternity.

The four empires are fighting each other, and they have begun to kill each other!

The entire Qinglian Continent has been soaked in blood, and the peak of the continent is twenty-two, except for the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan, which are completely turbulent, and no one has thought of it:

Turmoil is coming so fast!

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Kamikaze Empire, on the Jinluan Palace, a young man, dressed in white, with a dim and gray look suppressed the youthful frivolity, looking at the vast star field under the dark night sky, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Master, how can this be?"

The young man looked at the middle-aged man at the entrance of the hall and asked slowly, "The heavenly machine is moving, what if we peek into the heavenly machine?"

"Ahem, ahem!"

The middle-aged man coughed slightly, the same clothes as the young man, green silk like ink, no longer had the wrinkles carved by the wind and frost years, slowly turned around, stared at the young man in white and said:

"You're wrong, the heavenly machine is always the heavenly machine, and it is impossible to move!"

The deep eyes of the two met in the air, making the entire Jinluan Hall become mysterious, and the power of heaven flowed everywhere, making people feel unfathomable and turbulent.

The white-clothed prime minister - against the sky!

White-clothed Qingcheng - Oriental Youchen!

"However, this continent is in turmoil, obviously advancing again, isn't it a heavenly machine?" Dongfang Youchen's brows only furrowed, and a compass in front of him turned, radiating a hundred thousand golden lights.

"Remember, only immortals can make the heavens really move."

Rebel said silently, "Do you think there will be immortals on this barren continent?" Even if it is a lonely hug recorded in the secret book of heaven and earth, I am afraid that it is out of reach of immortals.

"Immortal?" Dongfang Youchen looked puzzled.

"Immortal, is it a legend?" "Among all the classics on the mainland, I am afraid that only the Holy Emperor of the Dragon Clan has touched the edge of the Immortal with the Young Master of the Phoenix Clan."

As he spoke, he looked melancholy, "We, Tianji, as the messengers of the Heavenly Dao, can peek into the future of the continent, but we will never be able to become immortals."

Against the sky, he turned around slowly, and a trace of resentment and fierce murder flashed imperceptibly in his deep pupils.

"Then what's going on?Is there a stronger heavenly machine that shields the heavens and the earth?" Dongfang Youchen said slowly, "But even I don't believe my own words, looking at the mainland heavenly machine, who can surpass the white-clothed Qingxiang?"

"No", against the sky, he suddenly turned around, stepped on the Jinluan Palace, dusted his clothes and sat on the golden dragon chair, and said indifferently:

"It's a peerless powerhouse who has woken up from a dream and opened his eyes!"

There was a hint of inexplicable excitement in the tone of his speech against the heavenly machine, "He used the power of one person to shake the heavenly stars, creating the illusion that the 100,000 heavenly machines of the Qinglian Continent had come early, and his original heavenly machine did not change in the slightest."

"How is this possible?" Dongfang Youchen immediately vetoed, "The strongest in the continent are only the four ancestors of the four alien races, but with their strength, I'm afraid they won't be able to shake the Anime Heavenly Stars."

"Them?"

Rebel shook his head and said, "Today's Qinglian, they are invincible, but after September 8, it may not be necessary!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man in white suddenly got up, took the roulette wheel in Dongfang Youchen's hand, and with a wave of his robe, the simple and desolate roulette was immediately suspended in the void, exuding a desolate atmosphere.

"You, you still haven't learned to use the roulette, this is the medium of communication with the Heavenly Dao."

Rebel sighed and said, at the same time bit his finger expressionlessly, and a red blood flowed down the skin, and the palm of Rebel's hand probed in the air, and the blood immediately wanted to go away with the roulette.

"Buzz!"

Soaked in blood, the roulette wheel instantly buzzed and turned rapidly, and the entire hall was filled with a golden light. Under the golden light, there was also a trace of scarlet blood, hideous and terrifying.

"Look at it, what is the real heavenly deduction", after speaking, he closed his eyes slightly and sat down, surrounded by holy white light, full of the power of heaven, like an ancient Buddha who had been sleeping for thousands of years.

The roulette wheel suspended in the Jinluan Hall flew to the top of the head of the anti-heaven machine, and the endless and vast aura went towards the anti-heaven machine. The entire Jinluan Hall is the power of heaven, which seems to make Dongfang Youchen have nowhere to stay.

In just half an hour, the entire hall turned into a sea of gold.

After a long time, the ancient Buddha's eyelids trembled slightly, and the light of the roulette wheel above his head dimmed slightly, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

The white-clothed prime minister who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, stood up and his bones were sonorous, but the blood on his face dissipated sharply, with a sickly paleness, but his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.

The white-clothed Qingxiang looked at Dongfang Youchen, the corners of his mouth outlined a faint smile, the handprint flipped over, and fell on the roulette plate to suspend the void again, constantly turning, radiating golden light, and the white-clothed Qingxiang said coldly:

"This is the last time I'll demonstrate the Heavenly Deduction for you!"

Before the words fell, the roulette wheel buzzed, and the sound of Kuku was heard, and above the roulette wheel, a pale yellow pattern appeared:

The vast universe, millions of territories, Kyushu dome, blue blood and blue sky!

Above the endless void, there was a huge formation, splitting the heavens and the earth into two halves. The sky above is clear, and the bottom is dead and silent, and the entire Qinglian territory is shrouded in haze.

The majestic formation of the void was a fiery red, like a sea of blood, tearing up the ancient and mutilated battle flag.

In the boundless sea of fire, a middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky, indifferent and arrogant, like an iron tower, unyielding, and the hemp cloak hunted in the void, like a canopy covering the dust.

Beside the middle-aged man, a spear was plunged into the sea of fire, like the backbone of heaven and earth.

One person and one gun, like a great wall of steel across 100,000 rivers and mountains.

The middle-aged man looked up at the 100,000 star field, his expression was indifferent, the ancient well was not wavering, but the depths of his pupils were mixed with endless madness, contempt for the common people in the world, and his eyebrows were raised, as if he wanted to kill all the dust of Kyushu.

In the 100,000 star fields, a red star flashed with blood!

Seven Killing Stars!

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he glanced at the continent under his feet slightly, his expression was still indifferent, but he turned around and waved his sleeve robe.

I only heard a thunderclap from heaven and earth, and between the middle-aged man's sleeve robes, the stars in the sky shook suddenly, instantly detached from the original orbit, and became chaotic.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, looking at the continent under his feet, but his palm was probing into the void, constantly waving towards the star field.

The stars moved, the sound of sighing was endless, and Qinglian Tianji was in chaos in an instant.

All the heavenly machines in the Qinglian Continent vomited blood for a while, looking at the sky with a sigh, and a trace of powerlessness rose, "The heavenly machines are moving, and they have become blind people."

Above the sea of fire, the middle-aged man's arm was still waving, pointing to 100,000 stars:

Heaven and earth are plates, and the stars in the sky are like chess pieces, kneading them at will in the hands of middle-aged men!