Huanghuang Cutting the Heavenly Domain, after Jun Qinghan said the three words 'Conjuring Soul Bi', it suddenly became gloomy and miserable, and the faces of tens of millions of monks on the viewing platform changed dramatically, and even the peak power figures were absolutely shocked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the face of the Heavenly Emperor was completely overcast, and the fist of his right hand was squeezed sonorously, like a thunderbolt exploding.

The Conjuring!

It is the treasure of the Heavenly Clan, and it can protect the Celestial Clan for thousands of generations and will not be extinguished. With the Soul Conjuring Pavilion, the Celestial Clan can condense the souls of the ancestors and forge a giant in the world, even if it is the four powerhouses, it may not be able to compete with it.

The Conjuring Soul is the root of the Celestial Clan!

If there is no conjuring spirit, maybe one day, the four alien races will fight and crush the entire territory of the Heavenly Clan.

"He's crazy, this is touching the bottom line of the Celestial Clan!"

"It's really fateful, even if the entire Celestial Clan is defeated, I'm afraid I won't hand over the Conjuring Soul Bi!"

"Hmph, in this Qinglian Continent, those who dare to covet the Heavenly Clan's Soul Conjuring Bi are already dead!"

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On the viewing stage, the atmosphere was surging, and everyone looked at the black-robed man in the ring indifferently and playfully, mocking from the bottom of their hearts, "In this world, no one dares to blatantly ask for the Heavenly Clan's soul conjuring."

On the blood-red ring, Tian Butian's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Jun Qinghan, and his eyes were full of cold killing intent.

"What, isn't it worthy of a mere conjuring?"

The pitch-black robe waved, Jun smiled indifferently, raised his palm slightly, and his whole body surged with Dao Qi, lifting the cyan jade into the void, and a vast and endless blue light appeared.

"Groan!"

After the blood-red ring, the Brilliant Sky Cutting Tower suddenly shook.

Then, the entire Heaven Cutting Domain trembled in an instant, the boundless ink clouds dissipated, the sky light broke through the clouds, illuminating the world, and the flowers and trees within the boundaries of the Heaven Cutting Tower became crazy and vibrant.

Tens of thousands of monks, wandering in the ancient desolate aura, looking at the incomplete veins of the void blue lotus jade, full of the breath of the vast ancient, couldn't help but be moved.

"Creation Blue Lotus!"

In the sea of people, I don't know who shouted, and it directly set off a hundred thousand waves, and everyone understood what Jun Qinghan was in his hands in an instant.

On the viewing platform, the major clan leaders of the peak power had already stood up, looking at the jade bi on the head of the black-robed Qinglian in the ring, and their deep eyes showed a sharp soldier.

This continent was created by Qinglian!

Since the creation of the world, the nine-leaf green lotus has disappeared. It has appeared on the continent several times, but in the past thousand years, the traces of the Creation Blue Lotus have disappeared on the continent.

And now, the reappearance of the green lotus jade.

No one in this world knows the role of Qinglian Jade, but he must know that he has the ability to go to heaven and enter the earth. Heaven and earth can be created, what else can't he can't?

Perhaps, it represents the vast way of heaven.

"Crazy, he's crazy...... After this kid entered the Kusang Domain, he was really crazy", on the viewing platform, Xiao Jun's fists were clenched, and a trace of worry appeared between his eyebrows.

The snow-white robe waved, and after the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Clan was shocked, his face was happy, and he immediately said loudly:

"I'm a Celestial, I've made a bet with you!"

On the blood-red ring, a smile crossed the corner of Jun Qinghan's mouth, and with a wave of his arm, he was about to put the green lotus jade into the sea of knowledge, with a grim expression, "What about you?"

After a while, the young masters of the clans nodded and said solemnly:

"The Wind Clan's kamikaze bets that you are clothed against the dust and wind!"

"Ze clan Ji Han blood jade bet on your tears like snow!"

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In the end, Yan Clan's expression was slightly condensed, looking at the black-robed man in front of him who made him feel jealous, and said indifferently, "Yan Clan, take the Netherworld Flame as a bet and bet on your two major inheritances."

"Good!"

Jun smiled lightly and retracted everything into his body.

On the viewing platform, whispering, the clan lord frowned slightly, his fingers tapped on the table, and his eyes stared at Jun Qinghan like a falcon, "Why is there no earth clan in this bet?"

"What do you mean by this? Could it be that you look down on my clan?"

On the ring, Mo Pan's burly body shook and said with a little anger.

Fingers hooked his sideburns, Jun Qinghan's smile came to an abrupt end, and the terrifying cold breath swept towards Mo Pan, "Your earth clan already owes me, can you afford to gamble?"

"Honest and unscrupulous, my land clan stands tall and modern, what do you owe you, and what can my land clan not afford to gamble?"

The tower-like figure shook, and Mo Pan's voice was full of anger.

"Your clan, do you dare me to bet on the corner of the earth?" Jun Qinghan raised his eyebrows, squinted at Mo Pan, and said jokingly, "If you dare to bet, my Jun Qinghan will bet on my body."

On the ring, the tower-like figure swayed, Mo Pan's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at Jun Qinghan with a little horror, "This person's appetite is really big!"

Not only do you have to bet on the Celestial Clan's Soul Conjuring, but now you have to bet on the horns of other clans. The Horn of the Earth is equivalent to the Alien Black Flag, but it is the only Alien Black Banner on this continent, he can directly communicate with the Infernal Hell, and his power is far beyond the ordinary Alien Flag.

This is not the key, the key thing is, "The Horn of the Earth has been used in exchange for 100,000 Shura, if you want to get back the Corner of the Earth, you must slaughter these 100,000 Shura!"

"You earth clans, you still owe me a drop of Shura's blood!"

Jun Qinghan's eyes flashed with a trace of fierce murderous intent as he accepted the mutilated memory of the Demon Dao, knowing that among the earth clans, there was a drop of Shura's blood left over from ancient times.

And the earth clan used the great secret technique to use the horn of the earth to cast this drop of Shura's blood into 100,000 Shura.

However, these 100,000 Shura are just the name of the world, not the so-called Shura of the demon clan, since Jun Qinghan is the demon lord of the demon clan, he must recapture this drop of Shura's blood.

"Do you dare bet?"

On the ring, Jun Qinghan's joking voice sounded again, and he straightened his frost-white sideburns, "Think of my anti-world dragon body, the six banner meridians in my body, the cloud demon pupil, plus my seven kills and human slaughter life, is it not worth the corner of the earth?"

In the ring, Mo Pan was silent, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Earth Clan Clan Leader on the viewing platform......

The clan lord frowned, glanced at the black-robed young man in the ring, and after a long time, the clan lord stood up, waved his robe, and said indifferently: "My clan, bet!"

On the viewing platform, tens of thousands of monks looked shocked and stared at the clan lord in disbelief.

"He gambled, he dared to bet, if Mo Pan lost, he would slaughter 100,000 Shura."

"If the 100,000 Shura rebels, I'm afraid it is possible to destroy the earth clan in turn."

"Is this guy crazy?"

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Everyone's words were in their ears, and the face of the earth clan lord was indifferent, what he valued was not what Jun Qinghan said, but the frost-white hair on Jun Qinghan's sideburns, that was the demon, the real demon body, the demon body that had not appeared in the mainland for tens of thousands of years.

"These 100,000 Shura are the horns of the earth, as long as you win, 100,000 Shura will be yours!"

The robe waved, and the clan lord of the earth clan sat down indifferently, and took out a blood-colored jade from the ring, "One hundred thousand Shura, it will be sealed here."

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and scolded secretly: "Old fellow!"

Even if Jun Qinghan wins, it is not easy to kill 100,000 Shura.

"Let's get started!"

In the ring, Jun Qinghan's words suddenly sounded as plain as boiled water, but it shocked the heart of the young master of the Eight Banners. A shrill roar pierced the sky, and Tianbu Tian had already flown away from the ring and landed on the position of the Heavenly Clan.

The breeze stirred up the green silk, and the pitch-black figure on the ring looked more and more thin.

Eyebrows were raised, his eyes squinted at the seven young masters around him, and between the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, the silent killing intent secretly surged, filling the entire Heaven Cutting Domain within a radius of a hundred miles.

"Since you want to die yourself, then you can't blame us!"

Lan Shaohuang Sen Han smiled and stared at Jun Qinghan with a look of resentment. Then, seven long shrill howls resounded in the void, piercing the void. On the blood-red ring, the seven young masters were like goshawks, as fast as lightning towards Jun Qinghan.

In the center of the ring, Jun Qinghan groaned with a smile on his face, indifferently looking at the figure of a tiger descending from the mountain in seven directions, not afraid at all.

On the viewing platform, tens of millions of monks were already restless, and under the constant shock, their pupils stared at the blood-red ring for a long time, and their hearts once again set off a trace of waves:

On the ring, the Seven Young Masters were less than a foot away from Jun Qinghan, and the emaciated figure did not have the slightest defensive posture......