After entering the stone gate, Jun Qinghan suddenly felt that the snow drifting mountains and rivers in his body began to be irritable, rushing in the meridians, desperately wanting to break out of the body, and was finally suppressed by Jun Qinghan wildly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind the stone gate, there is an ancient road that extends inward, full of tyrannical factors, the sound of the voice, listening to Jun Qinghan is creepy, in the ancient road, annihilation of any fireworks, only endless darkness.

Jun Qinghan's heartstrings were extremely tight, and he looked around, as if in this dark night, there was a poisonous snake with a yin owl, swallowing scarlet snake letters.

Fang Tian's halberd was only held in his hand, and he pinched out the dripping sweat, and the blade of the hidden sky surrounded his body, emitting a fierce cold glow.

The meridians of the Jun Light Cold Purple Flag attribute in the body have already begun to condense, and the tears of the snow drifting mountains and rivers are surging in the body, forming a white expanse, and under the snow white and holy, it is extremely manic.

Wandering forward in the long darkness, I don't know how long it took, and in the distance, a faint light flickered.

The pace under his feet is more cautious!

The light is getting stronger......

At the end of the ancient road, Jun Qinghan suddenly closed his eyes, the dazzling light stinged his eyes, and it was difficult to open them, just like the luminous body of the source, holy and radiant.

After a long time, Jun Qinghan's eyes narrowed a slit, looking at the surrounding environment.

All around, all Jun Qinghan could see was white light, and he didn't even know what this place was, and at the same time, Jun Qinghan snorted, feeling that his head was like Wuyue pressing on the top, and his head was heavier than a thousand catties.

Slowly look up and look straight up......

"Boom!"

Jun Qinghan's whole body bones rattled, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, a deep fear swept through his eyes, and a terrifying wave surged in his heart, and at a glance, he almost lost his soul.

The palms of his hands were sweating, and he said in shock:

"Heavenly Tomb Blossom!"

Directly above Jun Qinghan, there is a domain full of nightmarish pitch-black thunder, violent pitch-black thunder, making a loud sound in the air, and the funeral song of heaven and earth is undoubted.

The thunder flashes slightly, opening the mountains and cracking the stones, which can stir up the sea, and in the chaotic burial of the rivers and mountains, the sky and the earth can be destroyed, and the glory of the sun and the moon falls!

The pitch-black thunder is the grave of the mass burial of heaven and earth!

Thunder is the blade, and heaven and earth become tombs!

In the thunder in the sky, a pitch-black lotus flower flashed, slowly blooming in the thunder, hiding the murderous motive in the fragrant fragrance, not like the creation lotus, indeed like a blood-colored and demonic mandala.

The thunder roared, emitting a manic and hideous aura, and countless graves were buried towards the pitch-black lotus, the black lotus shone, emitting a crystal black light, and the dazzling light around Jun Qinghan's body was eaten away step by step.

Darkness again.

Then, the heavenly tomb above his head roared angrily, frantically slashing the black lotus, bringing a glimmer of dawn again, just like the bright blue sky under the night of the hundred ages!

The black lotus on Jun Qinghan's head gradually withered, shrank, and then withered!

Countless thunderbolts formed a huge coffin, imprisoning the Black Lotus, constantly emitting whimpering sounds, and the aura of thunder destruction completely isolated all the forces of the outside world.

The pitch-black green lotus finally died, turned into powder, and was completely buried in the thunder coffin.

Feeling the deathly silence above, Jun Qinghan felt a chill in his heart, "Heavenly Tomb Flowers, Heavenly Tomb...... The first of the five different purple flags, the most strange force in heaven and earth."

Legend has it that the heavenly tomb buries the flowers, and the weak cannot bury the flowers!

Rumors, the Heavenly Tomb Flower Thunder is the most powerful force in heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Tomb Flower Thunder has disappeared on the mainland for tens of thousands of years, and its mystery is no less than that of the Nirvana Fengyan that only appears once in the Phoenix Clan!

On the Qinglian Continent, the Heavenly Tomb Flower Ting appeared twice:

The first time was when the Holy Emperor of the Dragon Clan took control of it, and its power shook the past and the present, spreading the thunder of the heavenly firmament, enveloping the universe, forming a coffin of heaven and earth, and in an instant, burying hundreds of millions of living beings.

The second time was tens of thousands of years ago, controlled by the strongest person in the continent at that time, Liluo Qiong, but its power could only bury flowers and grass.

According to legend, it was only one step away from the falling dome that pierced the void, but it fell because of the celestial tomb flowers.

The thunder appeared twice, the first time was like a heavenly tomb, and the second time it could only bury flowers, so it was spread by the people of the mainland as the heavenly tomb flower thunder!

His pupils widened, and Jun Qinghan never thought that the people who cultivated the flag in the world had been looking for tens of thousands of years in the Heavenly Tomb Burial Flowers, and they were actually in the Dragon Clan's Dragon Domain, and if they wanted to achieve the dragon body against the world, they had to endure the thunder bath!

Is it to achieve the body of the ancient forbidden dragon, it is as difficult as ascending to the sky, or is this the calamity of his king's light cold.

There are not a few dragons in the Langyang Dragon Clan, who have achieved the body of the dragon against the world, but they have never met the Heavenly Tomb Flower Thunder, and the biggest catastrophe is only the five-color divine thunder refining body.

And the Heavenly Tomb Flower Thunder is really as strong as the Heavenly Tomb, far surpassing the Nine Purple Cloud Thunder!

Feel the black lotus flower above the head, constantly blooming, withering; after reincarnation, in the thousands of autumns, Jun Qinghan rose infinite terror, scalp numb, "Black lotus, thunder, heavenly tomb, burial flowers!"

What do they have to do with each other?

"Woooooo

In Jun Qinghan's mind, a terrible cry suddenly sounded, knowing the sea, floating a few sharp characters, the pen was tactful, sonorous and killing, straight to the bullfight:

The black lotus is in full bloom, the thunder baths the body, the heavenly tomb shines on the vault, and the rivers and mountains are buried!

- Holy Emperor!

Jun Qinghan's brows were tightly furrowed together, feeling the majestic pressure above his head, after a long time, his fists were clenched, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly swept across his face, the bones of his whole body were sonorous, and his palms turned into dragon claws......

"Kuku!"

When he transformed, the celestial tomb flowers above Jun Qinghan's head suddenly changed, the sound of whimpering, the shock and hoarseness, like the terrible ghosts of hell, the forest was cold and miserable, and among the thunder, the black lotus flowers slowly bloomed!

"Whew!"

The divine dragon raised his head and roared, letting out a majestic roar, the body of the dragon was lying cross-legged, and the blood-red dragon eyes were resolute.

"Huh...... ......"

The Heavenly Tomb Flame began to roll, like a wave, full of tyrannical factors, and the power of the thunder gradually spread in all directions, and the darkness devoured the bright dawn.

In the darkness, the dragon's body felt the approach of the thunder, and trembled uncontrollably.

Jun Qinghan whimpered, and clearly felt that the snow in his body was drifting mountains and rivers and tears, and he attacked again, raging every corner of his body, and the power of bursting continued to spread in his body, and the power of devouring spread, and he was tired of coping.

The pale yellow dragon head has a trace of wrinkles.

In the darkness, the black lotus flower gradually bloomed......

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt slashed on the dragon's body, solid as the reverse scales of the city wall, and suddenly a slight crack appeared, the skin opened and the flesh bloomed, and the blood slipped down the dragon's body.

Jun Qinghan gasped, the tearing pain swept through his body, constantly stimulating his nerves, and his heart suddenly became cold, "Such an understatement attack actually penetrated the reverse scale defense.

In the air, Jun Qinghan seemed to smell a smell of burnt flesh.

The dragon's body prostrate and let out a long roar, allowing the pain of tearing to invade, and his eyes were still full of rampant domineering!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The black lotus became more and more crystalline, swaying in the air, like the poisonous breath of a mandala, quietly spreading in the air, and the thunder was like a rain curtain, slashing towards Jun Qinghan......

The dragon's claws slid on the ground, the dragon's mouth was closed, and he endured the invasion of pain, but he didn't snort, and let the blood splash and flow like an infusion!

A pitch-black body with reverse scales, in less than half an hour, completely blurred flesh and blood.

In the sky, the first lotus leaf of the pitch-black lotus flower has completely spread out in the air!

The pain is indeed like a tide, and the blood-red dragon's eyes still flash with a firm light, like a rock that stands on the heavens and the earth, even if the sky collapses, it will not move in the slightest.

Thunder's attack power suddenly became crazy......

The pitch-black thunder slashed, more blood splashed, and the huge dragon body gradually lost its vitality, but Jun Qinghan was holding on to his soul and could not be annihilated in the slightest.

In the air, the leaves of the pitch-black lotus are completely stretched:

The second piece!

The third piece!

............

With each stretch of a lotus leaf, the thunder attack will rise to a higher stage, becoming more and more wild, like an iron chain that locks the heavens and the earth, constantly whipping on Jun Qinghan's dragon body.

Reincarnated in pain, Jun Qinghan no longer knew how much time had passed.

The dragon's eyes flashed with a faint light, looking at the ninth lotus leaf stretched out in the air, the dragon's mouth outlined a smile, and at the same time closed the dragon's eyes, and a faint dragon's breath flowed around his body.

On the top of the dragon's head, the ninth lotus leaf of the black lotus is completely stretched......