Only when Jun Qinghan held up the pitch-black epiphany, all the strong monks around him, their complexions changed, and they all felt its terrifying power, and the gradually blooming epiphany was filled with an ancient atmosphere, as if it was about to tear the heavens. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

One-hit wonder!

Above the Divine Domain of Years, an epiphany bloomed, and the terrifying power immediately swept out, overwhelming the mountains and seas, the sky and the earth cracked, and the entire heaven and earth suddenly became hazy, and the time fragments of the void were all shaken.

Under the smoke and dust, blood splattered.

Many strong people with time and morality in their hands fell directly, looking at Jun Qinghan with hatred and unwillingness, they never thought that they could control the present and the future, but unfortunately they didn't have time to survive in an instant.

The sky is silent, and the giants are buried by the loess.

The monk who was lucky enough to not die looked at Jun Qinghan with a look of horror on his face, they couldn't understand how a withered person could have such a majestic strength, such a terrifying strength was already beyond the reach of ordinary Heaven Rank powerhouses.

Looking at Jun Qinghan's slightly old face, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, fortunately he didn't do it just now. Those who were greedy are now afraid that they have turned into powder.

The soul is eternally reduced to hell.

With frost-white hair flying, Jun Qinghan turned his head to look at the four directions, and the corners of his mouth gradually outlined a sharp smile.

"Light...... Chill Boss...... What's wrong with you, is it...... Bai Xiaopang turned his head to look at Jun Qinghan, with a look of horror, his eyes were full of sadness, looking at Jun Qinghan, while crying, he used his triangular eyes to constantly squeeze Jun Qinghan.

Burst!

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Jun Qinghan's mouth, like blood splattering, mixed with pitch black, only in a few breaths, Jun Qinghan accelerated aging, vitality began to really wither, and he couldn't even stand on his feet.

Bai Xiaopang was even more shocked, holding Jun Qinghan was grief-stricken, the crying face was like a dead father, and the tears on his face were like a river bursting its embankment, gushing endlessly.

The Quartet monk frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with a gloomy light, watching Jun Qinghan's vitality wither step by step, I am afraid that he lacks the ability to return to the sky, and his body immediately shook, and his palm divine soldier, like a wild dragon, attacked and killed Jun Qinghan.

Suddenly, the monks from all directions came like a surging river, overwhelmingly all over the world.

Bai Xiaopang hugged Jun Qinghan and wept bitterly, not caring about the people who came to kill him, only immersed in his own sadness, and his tear-stained face cried and mourned, as hideous and terrifying as Asura.

At the moment when they approached Bai Xiaopang and Jun Qinghan, everyone's complexion changed greatly, and they only felt that there was a dangerous aura in the void.

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

Bai Xiaopang's whining sound is endless, and it is breathing through the mountains and rivers, shocking the earth. also knew that at this time, everyone realized that the whining voice of the little bald donkey was actually laughing, "The laughter is so rampant, so miserable, and so miserable!"

The monks immediately retreated, trying to get rid of the hint of danger.

"Donor, stay all...... The bitter sea is endless, and the back is the shore...... The little monk is the shore...... Don't you want to be a little monk?"

Bai Xiaopang lowered the magic wand in his palm, and said with compassion, that terrible voice, at this moment, was actually the sound of the ancient Buddha chanting, which swept the entire sky, making those monks who attacked and killed have a trace of loss of heart.

At this moment, above the Divine Domain of the Years, a terrifying demon roar sounded, shaking the mountains and rivers, and the fury contained in it seemed to shake off the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Jun Qinghan palmed Fang Tian's painting halberd, the monstrous demonic aura on it was swirling, the sound of whining was endless, and the dark light rose sharply, like a long river of killing, full of bloodthirsty desire, only between the lightning and flint, Fang Tian's painting halberd swept in all directions.

Sonor!

The halberd stood on the ground, and the blood on the blade of the soldier was dripping down.

The monks in the air were stunned and at a loss. Immediately, his complexion changed greatly, and he only felt that the qi and blood all over his body were surging, and all the heads of the people were thrown into the air by the blood sword that spewed out.

Only in the blink of an eye, how many strong people are in different places.

Jun Qinghan's breath was shocked, and he no longer had the appearance of running out of oil and withering the lamp before, a little arrogant color appeared between his eyebrows, and a pair of dark eyes swept over everyone in the distance, and the corners of his eyes did not show a look of contempt.

Looking at that pair of Shura eyes, everyone was extremely jealous in their hearts, "It's good that I didn't rush forward just now...... This guy is so shameless...... Especially that little bald donkey......"

"Boss of the Light Cold...... What's that...... It's so good that the two of you work together...... Hey, I'm still chubby and smart", Bai Xiaopang showed a bright smile on his face, looking at the monks with high spirits, only feeling that he was on the top of the mountains and rivers, looking down on the world.

This floats in my heart!

At this moment, among the many monks, a man with a black cloak looked at Jun Qinghan, who was slightly arrogant, and his narrow eyes couldn't help but show a hint of banter.

After Jun Qinghan's two thunderous methods just now, everyone quieted down and no longer felt the attention of others, "Who knows how many Jun Qinghan are among these old immortals around me, maybe others are digging a pit and waiting for you to jump."

Everyone regained their composure and headed for the temple of time in the distance again.

Looking at the ancient and huge palace, they are always excited in their hearts, his huge and his glory and antiquity, have long been engraved in the hearts of everyone, indelible, close to the temple, their hearts are more and more full of desire.

If you get the inheritance of the temple, you can palm the spring and autumn of the ages, the legends of the ancient and modern, and you can also control life and death.

It wasn't long before the temple was within reach.

"Rumble!"

When a monk mustered up all the courage to push the huge gate of the Temple of the Ages, the gate of the temple, which was as huge as a mountain, was miraculously opened, and the rumbling sound was like a roar of mountains and rivers, and the thunder was wrathed, and an ancient and boundless power swept away.

Time is flowing, the years are eternal, like eternity, and it is a white horse passing by, and the fingers are in a hurry.

Bathed in the power of endless splendor and antiquity, everyone only saw the infinite dawn, and in front of them, he was as brilliant as the morning glow, spreading over the earth of the world, and the entire void for thousands of years of time was mysteriously changed.

He ...... He's getting younger!"

Looking at the withered old man who was the first to enter the Temple of Years, the monks exclaimed, their eyes were full of shock, and immediately a touch of ecstasy welled up from the bottom of their hearts, "That's not physical youth, but the reverse current of years!"

Only in amazement, the monks were like rushing rapids, heading towards the Temple of Years, and they really had the momentum of a hundred rivers filling the sea.

"Boss of the light cold, ...... quickly Why hurry up", Bai Xiaopang shook his ass in front of Jun Qinghan, and said with joy on his face, "Hurry up...... What if it's slow and my daughter-in-law is snatched away...... That's my daughter-in-law......"

However, Bai Xiaopang's body shape, running couldn't help but make Jun Qinghan's forehead have three more black lines, "Can you run, you have tried all your strength...... and fell behind the crowd.

Rumble!

At this moment, the door of the temple that had been wide open gradually closed.

Bai Xiaopang showed a shocked look, and his ass shook even harder, "Light cold boss...... Hurry up...... This door is closing...... Daughter-in-law, wait for me, I'll be here soon!"

Looking at the gradually closing door of the temple, Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, looking extremely solemn. Immediately stretched out his leg and kicked Bai Xiaopang's buttocks, kicking it into the Temple of Years, and a deep voice sounded in Bai Xiaopang's ears:

"Take out my mother's years!"

After speaking, I only heard a loud bang, and the door of the temple of the years was slammed shut, and the sound of concussion was like the roar of mountains and rivers.

When the door of the Temple of the Years was closed, Jun Qinghan's eyes suddenly became cold, full of hungry and infinite killing aura, and the terrifying aura around his body swept out, filling the entire void in all directions. Turning his head to stare at the man with the cloak behind him, his voice was like Shura:

"In this anti-world mound, I didn't expect you to become this hidden head and tail person!"

Suddenly, the man's cloak exploded, revealing a gloomy and withered face, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he looked at the young man in front of him and said with a smile:

"Jun Qinghan, I didn't expect to be able to find the ancestor. But...... After all, you are still inevitably dead, I didn't kill you in front of the ancient castle at the beginning, and let you survive for a few days, which can be regarded as cheap for you, but in this anti-world mound, there is no place for you to hide."

The Celestial Ancient Clan!

"Then Ben-kun wants to take a look, how did you kill me!"

Jun Qinghan's face became extremely cold, he already felt the powerful oppression in the voice of the Heavenly Clan's ancient clan, even if he was raising a realm, he would not be his opponent. Immediately, the whole body shook, and the infinite majestic devouring power swept out.

In just a few breaths, the powerful devouring power pulled the fragments of time into Jun Qinghan's body, and his withered face gradually recovered, and his frost-white hair had turned into green silk.

The years when Jun Qinghan disappeared have been swallowed back, and his breath is obviously a lot more domineering.

"Huh...... I didn't expect this phoenix to devour the power to have such ability", the ancient clan of the Heavenly Clan said with a smile, "However, this can't help you, the ancestor has been in this temple for so long, just to wait for you to come, can you escape?"

Just between words, the ancient clan of the Heavenly Clan stretched out their dry hands and grabbed them, like a cage of heaven and earth, and crushed them, vowing to detain Jun Qinghan to death.

Jun Qinghan's complexion couldn't help but change, he only felt that the mystery around his body was endless, hiding a barrier between heaven and earth, trapping him in it, and immediately palmed the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, condensed the supreme heavenly spear mystery, and tore towards the cage.

On the painting halberd, a little cold light shone, filled with boundless sharp aura, which made the entire heaven and earth vibrate.

Sonor!

I only heard a loud bang, and the invincible Fang Tian Painting Halberd slammed into the barrier, making a thunderous sound of breaking, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths. However, the void barrier did not split at all, just like the primeval 100,000 demon mountains, suppressing Jun Qinghan!