At the moment when Jun Qinghan fell and fell into the endless abyss, the whole world was shaken, and the anti-world mound and even the entire Qinglian Continent began to shake, above the sky, the sky was thundering, the boundless waves were roaring and roaring, and the world was extremely gloomy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Snowfall in June.

Boundless rain of blood fell from the sky.

There are also the cries of the devil, which seem to be as many as a million, and the whole world is shrouded in endless dead silence.

The dragon's spine is broken.

The water of the endless Hanhai surged wildly, swept the earth of the world, hundreds of millions of mountain ranges collapsed, the Qinglian Continent shook and split at this moment, and thousands of voids turned into powder in an instant, and the entire world felt a shock from the bottom of their hearts.

The sky has fallen, and the heavens and the earth are in turmoil!

The old man of the Heavenly Clan looked at the turbulent and undulating anti-world mound, revealing a rampant laugh, "Hahaha...... It is a pity that it is a peerless Tianjiao that is rare to see in 100,000 years, and when it falls, it is accompanied by such a terrifying vision of heaven and earth, but it is a pity that it ...... In the end, he died at the hands of the ancestor."

"What about the Heavenly Giant, the Ancestor is really a hunter, and anyone who dares to oppose my Eight Banners Holy Clan will be killed!"

Now...... Huang Yu was wrapped in sixty-four Great Nirvana Gates, looking at Jun Qinghan who had fallen like an abyss, his face was calm, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile, "Tianjiao has fallen...... What if Tianjiao falls?"

Buzz!

At this moment, the sound of desolation and fury sounded, like a roar from the depths of the Nine Heavens, a terrible and powerless, terrifying sound, which shook the entire Reverse World Tomb, and in an instant, the huge and incomparably huge body shook, as if the heavens and the earth were already in turmoil, and suddenly fell towards the endless abyss.

And at this moment, tens of thousands of demonic beasts had already arrived, staring at the scarlet blood pupils, staring at the old man of the Heavenly Clan.

"Boom...... A group of beasts, who can endure me, the ancestor comes and goes freely", as he spoke, the dark sleeve robe of the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Clan waved, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the sky.

In the anti-world mound, I don't know where it is, the monarchs looked at the place where Jun Qing Han fell, his brows furrowed tightly, his heart was full of a trace of desolation and emotion, Wan Qi Zhutian frowned slightly, "Could it be that our road is really so hard?"

Heavenly Dao, really can't be shaken?

Gu Baohan slowly put away the folding fan, his face was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"One hundred thousand heavens and earths, all are dead and silent", the white-clothed Qingxiang's arm probed into the void, the compass in his palm whined and turned, and his eyes showed a contemplative color, "But...... There is still a glimmer of life, no matter how strong the way of heaven is, it cannot be reversed."

People's hearts can kill the pride of the sky and cut the way of the sky.

On the Qinglian Continent, a young man in a snow-white robe trekked between the white waters of the Black Mountain, looking up at the turmoil in all directions, endless light came out of the Heavenly Machine Divine Tower in his palm, and the ancient desolate runes swirled, making people jealous.

The young man stared in the direction of the Reverse World Mound, and there was no sadness in his eyes, but he just walked towards Shenlong City step by step.

"This ...... Who is this who has fallen, and there is such a vision of heaven and earth, it is simply a bully, it's a pity...... A generation of Tianjiao who shook the past and the present fell like this", among the Yun clan, Yun Xuanxu sighed and said:

"It is also a glory that I can have such a vision when he dies!"

"This is the fall of the monarch!"

Jun Zangtian opened his mouth and said, looking at the sky, his body stood like an iron tower, his eyes were like blood-stained spears, looking at the world, but ...... The figure of the lonely world, in an instant, seemed to be ten years old.

"Han'er ......"

The ordinary Xiao Wanjun wanted to cry without tears, but only felt angina, like ash, and her face was full of endless sadness.

Mother and son are connected, Jun Qinghan died, how could she not feel it.

And at this moment, Xiao Wanjun's whole body underwent a strange change, the pale hair as white as snow gradually turned black, flying desolate in the air, and the haggard face like an old woman gradually glowed with glory.

The passing years have all returned at this moment, and the beautiful face is already the color of the country.

At this moment, Xiao Wanjun was not happy at all, but her heart was becoming more and more sad, on the jade of the sinking fish and geese, it was all desolate, tears fell silently down her cheeks, and the wordless sad breath diffused.

"How is the passing of flowers...... How is it...... If the sky dies and my son, it will not damage my thousand-year-old youth...... I hate it......"

The people of the Yun Clan, the realm awakened, "This is not the fall of the monarch, but the demise of the peerless Tianjiao." Jun Qinghan, the legendary man who was once in the Qinglian Continent."

Take the master of the courtyard and destroy the Feng Han!

Kill the young master of the seven clans and cut the sky!

Kankan has been practicing for more than 20 years, shaking the world with one hand, and his achievements are unstoppable.

Eight flags in the palm of the hand, the dragon vein awakens.

Descendant of the Demon Race, the body of the fallen gods!

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

There have been tens of thousands of years in the world, but there is only one person, and the Holy Emperor of the Dragon Clan is not as good as this.

However, what about the peerless Tianjiao, what about the world's giants, what about the talented, and how about turning the world with one hand...... Everything turned into clouds and smoke at this moment, like birds and beasts. Tianjiao, after all, has fallen.

Since then, there has been no more Jun Qinghan on this continent.

All that remains is endless legends.

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Jun Qinghan's fall seems to have become the key to the complete turmoil in the world. The earth on earth is completely plunged into endless turmoil. Hundreds of millions of cultivators all felt that this Qinglian Continent had a trace of Heavenly Dao anger and blood.

Rampant.

Not long after the vision, on the Qinglian Continent, the Great Qinglian Formation, which had been silent for many years, whimpered again, and the blood-red lotus leaves stretched out in the void, and the boundless fierce blood-red light shrouded the earth of the world.

Everywhere you look, there is desolation!

Billions of people are once again in an endless nightmare.

At the first moment, the Yu Clan, the Yun Clan, the Snow Clan, the Yin Clan, and the Yan Clan received a letter from the Dragon Clan, and under the leadership of the four peak powerhouses and the Yan Nangui, the Clan migrated towards the ancient and glorious Dragon City.

In this world, there is no pure land.

Listening to the laughter of the Heavenly Clan's old man from the Great Qinglian Formation, countless powerhouses and giants felt extremely frightened. Whoever sees the green lotus, there is no discomfort and the bird with the bow is scattered and flees, and in this troubled world, there is also a young man in a red robe, fighting bloodily.

He held a spear in his hand, his whole body was golden and bright, and with a supreme attitude, he walked and killed in the world, and the rampant aura was unbearable, and it was the Qin War that had been away from the Dragon God Valley for a long time, and in a short period of time, he became the leader of the younger generation on the mainland.

The peril of the world is at the last moment.

Inside the anti-world mound, the monarchs looked at the ruins that spanned millions of miles in front of them, their brows furrowed, and they only felt a little sad.

"It seems that we really got the Ancient Secrets, the Plague of the Monarchs...... It's hard to escape!"

"Let's go out of the world mound, this is our homeland after all, even if it is difficult to escape, we have to fight to the death, we can give up the world, kill the common people, but the fallen leaves return to the roots, this has become our last obsession after all!"

"It's a pity, the old man of the Celestial Clan has become an adult, and it is difficult to shake it!"

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

Inside the Reverse World Tomb, the monarchs were like a long rainbow, tearing through the barrier of the Reverse World Tomb with peerless sword qi and heading towards the Qinglian Continent.

When the king of light cold fell for only ten days, in the tomb of the world, the world was turned upside down, and there was a Xuanwu born in the north, and the huge and peerless body shook the world slightly.

The moment Xuanwu cut through the void and flew away, the boundless blood color immersed the entire northern part of the Reverse World Mound, which was not a blood-colored seawater, but a blood condensed for 10,000 years...... The bones surged in it, and the sound of wailing continued night and night.

In the Reverse World Mound, the three directions of the southwest, the north and the south, have been completely in turmoil; the demons are dancing wildly, the demons are rampant, and countless ancient powerhouses seem to be resurrected, and countless blood-red eyes are opened in the dark night, vowing to kill the heavens and the earth.

There are also eighteen layers of hell, which appear in the north.

The Emperor of Hades is born!

The entire huge ancient and mysterious anti-world mound, without the East, is as stable as a rock.

The ancient and mysterious East, at this moment, is still a thriving scene, the immortal green dragon palace entrenched in the universe, it looks extraordinarily majestic, like the ancient heavenly court, the image of the green dragon lying on it, like the backbone of heaven and earth.

Eternal unfolding.

The ancient city gate slowly opened, and beyond the moat, tens of thousands of monks frantically poured in. Looking at the huge green dragon, his eyes were full of hope and worship...... Dongguan Qinglong, that is the most mysterious and powerful existence among the four elephants.

They headed towards the Blue Dragon Square, like a flood of beasts, and the entire ancient castle was shaken.

Pity...... There was no change in the Qinglong Square, everything had not changed much, and many people couldn't help but show disappointment in their hearts, could it be that there was no inheritance in this Qinglong Palace?

Outside the ancient mottled city wall, a black-robed man, armed with a blood-red dragon spear, walked towards the Immortal Dragon Palace step by step.

In those eyes, there was still scarlet blood, and the ferocious aura was extraordinarily long...... Apparently there had been a big battle before, or the slaughter of tens of thousands of monks. Jun Qinghan's fall once again stimulated the ferocity in his blood.

The meridians are reversed, and the dragon kills the world.

The man's face was grim, looking at the majestic Immortal Blue Dragon Palace in front of him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a trace of bitterness and loss, looking extremely desolate, and the spear dragged to the ground, making a sonorous sound, terrifying:

"Brother Chen, you and I entered the Rebellion World Mound together to find the footprints of the Holy Emperor, but it's a pity...... I didn't expect that now I'm just the only one. I'm going to kill ...... It's really a bit incompetent, back then, because of me, you fell into the hands of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, and now, everything seems to be a reincarnation."

"My dragon clan, the era of the two emperors and the same heaven, just followed your fall...... But I will get back everything I have lost!"

As he spoke, Chen Ji's face showed a fierce color, like the blood slaughter of the gods of heaven and earth, and the whole person suddenly turned into a spear in the troubled times that looked at the world, and the fluttering cloak was like the torn banner of the gods and demons thousands of years ago.

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

The moment Chen Ji held the blood-stained spear and stepped into the Immortal Blue Dragon Palace, the entire huge eastern territory of the Reverse World Tomb began to shake and crack......