Only at the moment when the Divine Dragon City changed, on the Qinglian Continent, a powerful aura rose, like the Kyushu battle flag that shook the heavens, fluttering above the boundless cracked earth, fluttering and shaking, and towering for eternity. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Dao Qi with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles headed towards Shenlong City like a flood into the sea.

The ancient city, extremely majestic, like the immortal heavenly court thousands of years ago, the palm of life and death, every wisp of it is filled with the breath of ancient times, desolate and vicissitudes, giving people great pressure. It's like this city, trapping the sky.

Hundreds of millions of monks vaguely saw that eleven monarchs, plus the dragon clan, stood proudly on the city wall, looking down on the common people.

Looking at the lonely figure, unruly and arrogant, between raising his eyes, sweeping all over the world, when he breathed, the clouds moved in all directions. The monks couldn't help but feel like crying in their hearts, it was a cry of joy, and the figure of the ancient ancestor of the Celestial Clan haunted them like a nightmare day and night.

Heaven and earth, there is no opponent.

Now...... The princes made a move, and the eleven peerless powerhouses, plus the dragon clan killing the emperor, would definitely be able to kill the old man of the heavenly clan.

When the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Clan died, there was peace in the world.

"Boom...... You guys finally came out, obediently be the soul of the ancestor", on the other side of the continent, the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Clan held his shriveled body, looking at the big characters on the Divine Dragon City, and his narrow eyes showed a cold color.

While speaking, the Great Qinglian formation shook, and the old man of the Heavenly Clan turned into Changhong and walked in the direction of Shenlong City.

"Later, try to save yourself."

On the city wall, Gu Baohan waved the folding fan a little distractedly, and said in a low voice to the people around him, "We must not wait for the old man of the Heavenly Clan to make a move, otherwise once we are suppressed, it will be difficult to change hands!"

"I understand it!"

The hater on the side said calmly.

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

In just a moment, the sky shook, and the whole world made a whining sound, and the hundreds of millions of rivers and mountains around Shenlong City were all powdered at this moment. A fierce aura permeated from the depths of the clouds.

The Great Blue Lotus Formation quietly appeared in the sky.

"Hahaha...... You cowards, you have finally appeared, and the ancestor still thinks that you will continue to survive, today...... All grievances will end here", in the Great Qinglian formation, the figure of the old man of the Heavenly Clan was revealed.

Surrounded by a blood-colored mist, it looked particularly hideous.

As he spoke, the Great Blue Lotus Formation emitted a whining sound, and terrifying blood swept out, and a force that controlled the world diffused, heading towards the monarchs, like the suppressive power of hundreds of millions of primeval demon mountains.

"Lonely, I can't accompany you and the others to cross the catastrophe together!"

On the city wall, the lonely hugging cold hair was flying, slightly frenzied, the folding fan in his hand slowly unfolded, and the infinitely folded world suddenly surrounded the body, and the lonely hugging cold body was shocked, like Biyu thundering towards the old man of the Heavenly Clan.

The slightly emaciated figure contains the power that the monarchs are afraid of.

"Hahaha, isn't it just an old immortal, it's never difficult to kill someone alone!"

Above the firmament, the sound of Lonely Hugging Han was like an ancient billions of crazy bells, and the sound waves were like waves of the Hanhai Sea, sweeping every corner of the Qinglian Continent, and all things in heaven and earth felt the madness in Lonely Hugging Han's words at this moment, full of solemnity.

On the city wall, the monarchs were shocked!

No one would have thought that Gu Baohan would come to kill the old man of the Heavenly Clan at the cost of his own fall. And the hated blood Shen who flew into the sky before was kicked down by Gu Baohan, "It's better to break one of its fingers than to hurt its ten fingers." Sovereigns, your long-cherished wish has been fulfilled...... I hope you can treat it well!"

Before the words fell, Gu Baohan had already rushed into the Great Qinglian Formation.

"You...... What are you doing, you madman, madman", in the Great Qinglian Formation, the old man of the Heavenly Clan watched Gu Baohan rush in, and his face couldn't help but show a look of panic, "He underestimated Gu Baohan's strength and will."

"With you, forever in Infernal Hell!"

Lonely Hugging Han's hair is flying, and infinite power is drumming in his robe, and between his palms, he controls the world of the Heavenly Silk Silk, like a crazy demon, getting closer and closer to the old man of the Heavenly Clan.

"Get out, get out of here!"

At this moment, the ancient clan of the Heavenly Clan had forgotten to resist, and only knew that he was running frantically, and if Gu Bao Han really blew himself up, with his current realm, he would definitely not be able to survive.

Bang!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth exploded, and a terrible scream sounded, and the Great Qinglian Formation had a slight crack.

In the Great Blue Lotus Formation, Gu Huhan's whole body exploded violently, and the heavenly world in his hand burst at the same time, and countless bright stars around his body burst and withered in an instant, and a force that shook the heavens of the ages swept out.

Instantly wrap the Celestial Ancient Ancestor.

The infinite terrifying power swept away in all directions, destroying the withering and decaying, and everywhere it went, all the voids turned into powder, and the rivers and mountains and the earth were all broken;

"One day, Lonely Hug Han will return from the Infernal Hell with blood!"

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the heavens and the earth had a vision, and the entire Qiankun and everything fell into the boundless storm, and everywhere in sight, there was fear, the sea of blood was churning, the giant mountain of white bones was broken, thousands of devils were roaring, and countless unjust souls were roaring.

The Monarch Has Fallen!

"Master!"

Under the vision of the sky, the figure of Gu Baohan, like an iron tower, knelt on the city wall, his face like a knife was full of sourness and sadness, and the vicissitudes of his life were piled up in the corners of his eyes. The man knelt there, like a creeping ancient magic mountain.

In the hearts of all the monarchs, they are all very sad.

No one would have thought that Gu Baohan had already decided before the war to exchange his sacrifice for the destruction of the old man of the Heavenly Clan.

Looking at the Great Blue Lotus Formation that cracked everywhere, the eyes of the monarchs showed a hideous color, and the fierce aura that had accumulated in their hearts for thousands of years slowly spread, and the entire Nine Heavens Biyu was shrouded in boundless fear.

"The tribulation of the kings is over, and the cold is ...... The head of these monarchs is buried in the loess for a long time, and there are no bones left!"

Simply so, the ancient ancestors of the Heavenly Clan turned into powder.

"Dead...... Dead ......"

"Finally dead, the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Clan has done so many evils, and finally died."

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that the strong man who stepped into the immortal realm with half a foot was blown up like this...... It's just a name!"

"In the future, I finally don't have to run around, die well, die well!"

"He has done many evils, this is the punishment of heaven!"

"Yes, yes, yes...... Heaven's punishment, Heavenly Dao Dachang, all evil demons will be ambushed!"

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

Wan Qi Zhutian's ears seemed to remember the sound of joy from hundreds of millions of monks in the world, and his eyes couldn't help but be stained with scarlet blood, and he stood up and looked at the hundreds of millions of people, with infinite murderous intent between his eyebrows, "If God can ambush the rebellious ministers and thieves, why do you need my master, forever falling!"

"A group of greedy people who are afraid of death, they only know the passover after the death of the old man of the Heavenly Clan, but they dare to forget the merits of my master!"

"This world is too dark, what is the use of being born for a ruthless person?"

Wan Qi Zhutian's voice became lower and lower, but it was like the devil's roar, "Since the old man of the Heavenly Clan can't accept you, I will take care of the sky and harvest your soulless life", between words, Wan Qi Zhutian held a spear and suddenly disappeared above Shenlong City.

Outside the territory of Shenlong City, a man was covered in blood, and he was invincible with a spear among tens of thousands of monks. With a gesture, the monk died. The entire tens of thousands of miles of rewards have been turned into a huge cemetery.

On the wall of Shenlong City, the monarchs looked at Wan Qi Zhutian in the distance and were silent.

Hugging the cold and dying alone, not to save the world, but to protect this ancient land.

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

At this moment, in the cracked Great Blue Lotus Formation, a sonorous sound suddenly came out, which was extremely fierce, like the sound of the devil's roar, which made people tremble. Zhu Jun's face changed, and he immediately turned his head to look at the Great Blue Lotus Formation.

"How is this possible, in the formation, there are still signs of life!"

"Before...... The old man of the Celestial Clan is indeed dead!"

"Could it be that the immortals came to the world??"

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

The hearts of the monarchs were full of many doubts, and the monks of the world also felt inexplicable fear at this moment, and they looked up only to see that the Great Blue Lotus Formation once again began to emit blood-red light, making a whimpering sound.

In the blood-colored red glow that flowed, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of unjust souls roaring and roaring.

"This ...... How is this possible, the old man of the Heavenly Clan, isn't he dead, how can he be alive!"

Hundreds of millions of monks' hearts were originally overjoyed, and suddenly sank to the bottom, originally they thought that the death of the old man of the Heavenly Clan, the catastrophe of the world, would pass like this, and the world would be peaceful from then on, with their strength, they could control a territory.

However, I didn't expect that the Great Qinglian Formation would regain its vitality.

"Aha, all thieves, I didn't expect it, the ancestor is alive again", in the Great Qinglian formation, the voice of the ancient clan of the Heavenly Clan suddenly came out, and the hoarse was full of rampant, "He thought he was the head of all the monarchs, so he was amazing, he could kill me?"

"The ancestor's natal soul is not in the body at all, and in this Great Qinglian Formation, there is endless blood food. The natal soul is immortal, resurrected and reborn, what is the difficulty...... Ancestor, you can't kill it, you can't kill it!"

On the boundless and desolate wilderness, millions of monks were ambushed, and Wan Qi, who was killing, looked at the figure of the ancestor of the Heavenly Clan, and his throat tore out a mournful voice.

Yes!

Only in an instant, the whole person was extremely desolate.

Hundreds of millions of monks only saw that Wan Qi Zhutian was holding a bloody spear in his hand, stepping on the sky, and heading towards the Great Qinglian Formation. The hair is flying wildly, the silk is like a crazy knife, and the robe is hunting, like the battle flag of the fairy and demon sweeping the field.

There are countless demonic voices roaring all around, like billions of spirit flags fluttering in the wind.

Looking at Wan Qi Zhutian heading towards the sky, Zhu Jun's face couldn't help but change again, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Wan Qi Zhutian, what's the matter? Do you want to be like your master, in vain?" said the Ancient Ancestor of the Heavenly Clan, frowning, and in the depths of his dim eyes, he couldn't help but have a trace of panic, even if the natal spirit was not in the body, it could be resurrected and reborn.

However, he was already seriously damaged.

"Even if you die, the people in the world will not thank you, just like hugging the cold alone."

Wan Qi Zhutian's face was cold, like a monument to the ancient gods, with a spear in his hand, pointing from afar: "The people of the world will not thank me, what does it have to do with me? My master, kill you with my life, I will punish the heavens, and I should be like this!"