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Chen Ji nodded, "According to the records of the ancient books of the Dragon Clan, in the Heavenly Death Land, there were once Heavenly Immortals in the town, and they also fought against the Heavenly Dao...... Later, for some reason, it was renamed Tianyan Land, taking the meaning of the word Tianyan, but after that battle, the mysterious heavenly immortal never appeared, only a divine beast, from time to time in the eyes of the world's monks.

"In this way, Heaven and Earth is really a legendary land, but I am afraid that it contains this infinite danger, and it will not be a loss if I don't go", Jun Qinghan smiled, "In the Dragon Clan's retreat, it is not bad to have the breath of the origin!"

Chen Ji sighed, "That's fine, my dragon clan cultivation, extremely difficult, in the origin of the breath of cultivation, sometimes not as good as the red dust experience, but for the breakthrough of the state of mind, the probability is a lot greater, the realm reaches the void flag, every step is like ascending to the sky, if you are enlightened, even overnight, it is not impossible to ascend to the immortal."

Jun Qinghan shook his head, "However, immortals also have strong and weak theories, I feel that he is not the end of cultivation, breaking immortality and asking immortality, is immortality eternal, all things in heaven and earth, yin and yang complement each other, and there is a law to restrict it, even if it is immortal, it may not be able to break this law, if it is really beyond yin and yang, what should it be?"

Speaking of this, Jun Qinghan suddenly realized that Chen Ji looked at him with a shocked look on his face, "There is no one in heaven and earth who is controlling yin and yang, don't say that yin and yang are broken, your thoughts and state of mind are not in line with the current strength, I am afraid that when I reach the realm of the monarch, I will think deeply about this problem."

"Heh, I'm just sighing!"

Jun Qinghan lowered his head, looking a little confused.

"Looks like you really need to retreat," Chen Ji patted Jun Qinghan's shoulder and smiled.

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On the day Jun Qinghan returned to the Dragon Clan, he entered the Dragon Domain, under the Barren Dragon Cliff, like a dead ancient tree, rooted in the dark earth. A trace of dark mist filled the body, accompanied by the desolate sound of wolf howls, and the bloodthirsty breath permeated all directions, making people extremely frightened.

Above the firmament, Greedy Wolf glowed with a scorching light.

Immediately, Jun Qinghan's body condensed a devouring force, wildly tearing the power of the greedy wolf's lifegrid, and at the same time, the Seven Killing Lifegrid and the Broken Army Lifegrid clamped the greedy wolf, wanting to completely assimilate and fuse it.

The desolate and simple Barren Dragon Cliff, engraved with the traces of time, filled with the power of vicissitudes, the black-robed young man sat there, bearing the wind, frost, rain and snow, the wind and rain, time passed like flowing water, and one seemed to cross a thousand years.

In addition to the dragon clan, there are many monks in the Qinglian Continent, all of whom have felt the changes of the stars, the galaxy under the heavenly dome is not roaring and churning, exuding a terrifying power, even if the ink clouds cover the sky, everyone can clearly see the formation of the three killing wolves, emitting a dazzling light, and there is a trace of connection between the colorful stars.

It's not suitable, the heavens and the earth are tidal, and the heavens and stars are falling one by one.

"The stars are falling, and there is a catastrophe in heaven and earth!"

Among hundreds of millions of monks, this kind of saying is circulating, looking at the wolf that kills the wolf with the passage of time, condensed into a triangular formation, the vast and bright light radiates the entire heavens, with a strong attitude, sweeping countless stars, many monks panicked, "The stars are falling, is it really the end of the world!"

"Kill the wolf, gather as one, and an immortal is born!"

However, in the half-moon scene, there is also a rumor that "before ancient times, monks directly practiced the power of the heavens and stars, and when they obtained it, it was the day when they were truly revealed."

"This son has three life qualities to kill wolves, even if he has never practiced the power of the stars, but if the three stars are one, he will definitely be able to condense the blood of the immortals in an instant, and his power will be few enemies in the world."

"Legend has it that killing the god Xiao Jun is the seven killing lifeforms, and the Tibetan Heavenly Son Jun Zangtian is the breaking army life, they have one of the three major lifelines, that is, the world's masters, I don't know who is fortunate enough to be able to obtain such a terrifying power, the three lifelines are combined into one, can turn immortals, and it is not impossible to resist the way of heaven."

"This son, Jun Qinghan!"

Someone said a word to break the doubts in everyone's hearts.

"It turned out to be him, this son has really been blessed by God, with the body of the fallen god, the body of the ancient forbidden dragon is not enough, and now it is even more necessary to condense the blood of a heavenly immortal."

"Now it is a catastrophe of heaven and earth, condensing the blood of the immortals, it is not necessarily a good thing, the tree is a big wind, maybe the next moment, he will be killed by the ancient ancestor of the Eight Banners, the dragon clan and the Eight Banners ancient clan have a feud, and the situation is already endless."

"The Dragon Clan has the Ancient Forbidden Dragon, which has been inherited from eternity, and there are also Dragon Ancestors and Holy Emperor Heroic Spirits, even if the Eight Banners Ancient Clan raises troops to invade the realm, they may not be able to get benefits."

Half a year has passed, the gloomy sky, still shrouded by the light of the three stars of the wolf, the power it exudes, making the world feel more and more serious about the situation, under the sky, no longer think of the roar of the greedy wolf, dispersed the bloodthirsty light, like seven kills to break the army, was erased edges and corners.

"It seems that Jun Qinghan has completely inherited the life of the broken army!"

"Heaven wants this Zixing!"

The greedy wolf star was inherited, and the breath flowing in the void did not dissipate, and the light emitted by the wolf star became more and more brilliant, forming a huge formation between them, exuding vast power, approaching Tianyu, and there were endless whining sounds in the stars, and the stars were even darker, and even the Ziwei stars were about to fall.

Woo...... Rumble...... Rumble......

Just when Jun Qinghan sat at the foot of the Desolate Dragon Cliff for eight months, the west of the Qinglian Continent emitted a shocking thunderbolt sound, like thunder exploding, the angry dragon roaring, the war drums shattered, and the mountains and rivers were annihilated; the whole heaven and earth trembled, and the western sky of the Qinglian Continent was extremely dark and dark, as if it had collapsed, even if the light of the three stars of the wolf was broken, it could not penetrate.

In the heavens and the earth, endless majestic power poured out, stretching hundreds of millions of territories, destroying the withering and decaying in the void, suppressing millions of lands, and killing the nine heavens.

Even if they are millions of miles away, all the monks can feel the terrifying coercion, like a mountain, standing for thousands of years, which contains the will of the superbly powerful people, the supreme breath of killing, if the blue sea is like a vast ocean, like hell on earth, everyone seems to see a huge grinding plate, crushing the world, there is a desolate breath of death, thousands of autumns and thousands of lands are extraordinarily silent.

Looking at the heaven and earth shrouded in black mist, hundreds of millions of monks only felt that their souls were trembling, and the scenes of blood splashing in the sky and the hilts of knives were sonorous in front of them.

There are powerful people, who use super power to pierce the power of the black fog that envelops heaven and earth, and capture some broken patterns in the heavens and earth.

There...... The world is desolate, and the immortals and demons feel lonely!

And in the dead silence of the world, there are eight flags vertically and horizontally, the flying atmosphere tears the sky, the sound of the mighty is like a steel factory dragon composed of hundreds of millions of chariots, swept from the sky, everyone vaguely sees, the ancient ancestors of the eight banners, they have the posture of a super strong, between the gestures, the mountains and rivers in the heaven and earth are trembling.

In ancient times, these ancient ancestors were called banner masters!

The Eight Banners, with eight attributes, can be called the master of the flag, must be the leader of the clan, they grasp the origin of the Eight Banners, if the power bursts out between gestures, as if God helps.

Immediately, everyone caught the figure of the monarch again.

Under the scorching sky, the robes of the monarchs are flying, covering the sky, like a very thousand-year-old iron-blooded atmosphere, the buzzing sound is like an ancient giant bell ringing, shaking the heavens and the earth, the mountains and rivers are shaking for it, the thunder is defeated by the sound and turned into powder, between the opening and closing of the folding fan, the infinite power bursts out from the hands of the monarch, and can break the three thousand worlds.

"The middle-aged man in the linen robe with the gun is...... Punish the heavens!"

Someone exclaimed, "I didn't expect that a year has passed, and I have seen Wan Qi Zhutian again, he is still so strong, he really deserves to be the first emperor of the ages."

Everyone only saw Wan Qi Zhutian holding a spear, fighting the Eight Banners Banner Master, between the spears being sent and received, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the fierce soldiers filled the entire sky, forming an angry ocean, vowing to kill your banner master.

"Who is the man with the folding fan?"

Looking at the projected afterimage, everyone couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "His power...... It seems to be even stronger than Wan Qi Zhutian, if there is a number one person on the mainland, he should not be nameless", everyone looked at the figure of the lonely hugging cold, and their hearts were extremely cold, he looked at the world with an evil smile on his face, and looked at the world coldly.

The folding fan closed the power between them, and the mountains and rivers of the void folded in his hands.

The strong banner owners must retreat.

He has great strength, which amazes the world, but what everyone did not expect is that the temperament revealed between his eyebrows is completely on the side of the prince of the imperial court, playing the world;

They could only see that in the mutilated pattern, Gu Huhan beat a flag master to vomit blood.

However, after a while, several terrifying figures burst out from the heavens and the earth again, and several powerful banner masters appeared on the battlefield, they sat in all directions, forming a huge cage, vowing to completely wipe out Wan Qi Zhutian and the man holding the folding fan.

The banner master is invincible in the world!

Lonely Hug Han's eyebrows condensed slightly, and then showed a sneer, folding the fan, like a barrier between heaven and earth, the world is difficult for you to shake, Gu Huhan used the fan as a knife, and the sharp breath instantly filled the Quartet, and the cage that was like a hundred thousand steel mountains was directly torn open a crack.

Lonely Huhan and Wan Qi turned into Changhong and fled away, and the Eight Banners Ancient Ancestor couldn't leave them behind at all.

Hundreds of millions of cultivators on the mainland were shocked at this moment, they didn't expect that the Eight Banners Ancient Clan would have such a strong strength, and even Wan Qi Zhutian would have to retreat;

It wasn't until three days later that someone vaguely guessed the identity of the man who folded the fan:

Hug the Han son, hug the Hanjun!

As soon as this news was released, the whole world was shocked, and the "monarch ...... The man with the folding fan turned out to be the monarch, who was the person who suppressed the world thousands of years ago, wasn't he sealed by a mysterious force, could it be...... Birth of all the kings!"