Below, tens of thousands of strong men had gloomy faces, their expressions showed deep disappointment, and the old men in the void were terrified, and their faces were as earthy as they were shocked, and the fierce Dao Qi surged again, forming an ironclad defense around them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whew!"

The divine thunder fell, slashing on the top of the old man's head without exception. Jun Qinghan only heard a terrible and hoarse scream, and the old voice in the void had disappeared, and was crushed by the falling divine thunder.

Jun Qinghan's heart was shocked, and he felt that his mouth was a little dry, the old man just now had enough strength to have the eighth stage of the white flag, but he didn't expect to be killed by a divine thunder, and his bones were gone.

"Hey...... Baizhang bronze trapped me and waited, let's climb, we can't fight the sky!"

An old man at the front let out a long sigh, his voice was extremely desolate, looking at the majestic bronze Great Wall in front of him, his withered arm couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Hearing this, tens of thousands of people in the rear all sighed, looking at the mottled bronze Great Wall, ready to move.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and suddenly found that on the quaint bronze city wall, I don't know when there was another figure, clinging to the city wall, climbing up bit by bit.

Tens of thousands of people in the rear slowly walked to the bottom of the bronze Great Wall, with five fingers into claws, grasping the protruding place of the city wall, and climbing upward.

The pitch-black robe waved, Jun Qinghan's footsteps solemnly walked towards the city wall, and when he got closer, he felt the horror of the bronze Great Wall, and the roar of the demonic beast was filled within a hundred zhang, just like the sound of thunder, stinging the eardrums.

Hand caress the ancient city wall, Jun Qinghan can't help but rise a trace of wordless sadness, the vicissitudes of life, things are people, only this proud bronze can witness the long history.

Five fingers into claws, grasping the protrusion of the city wall, and with a glaring footstep, Jun Qinghan climbed on the city wall.

Library ...... Kuku ......"

At the moment of climbing the bronze ancient Great Wall, Jun felt a mountain pressing on his head, a thousand catties of boulders fell from the soles of his feet, and his arm joints were torn apart.

If the fingers of the hands and claws are not strong, the body will fall downward.

Jun Qinghan took a look at it first, and was even more frightened, under the city wall, the endless scorched earth had disappeared, and under his feet, there was an endless abyss, and the entire thousands of miles of bronze seemed to be floating in the void.

If you are not careful, you will never recover!

Jun Qinghan shouted angrily, his body shook, and he clung to the city wall tightly, and reattached his body to the city wall.

For a long time, Jun Qinghan took a long breath, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, if he had a slight mistake just now, I am afraid that there are no bones left now, looking up at the Baizhang city wall, Jun Qinghan couldn't help but scolded in a low voice:

"Damn it!"

On the city wall, you can't use a trace of mysticism, and if you want to climb thousands of miles of bronze, you can only rely on the strength of your body.

The soles of his feet frustrated, and Jun Qinghan on the city wall gradually frustrated his body, climbing towards the top of the city wall step by step, his five fingers drained blood, and his arm joints were shattered, but Jun Qinghan did not dare to relax in the slightest.

The slightest slack will perish in the blink of an eye.

And the old man on the city wall, in comparison, is much more relaxed than Jun Qinghan, although his body is like dead wood, but after all, he is a strong man with a white flag, and the toughness of his physique is not comparable to Jun Qinghan, plus many people here have experience, so they are naturally a lot easier.

However, just as Jun Qinghan was resting and clinging to the city wall to rest and gasp, a miserable scream came from the top of his head.

Jun Qinghan suddenly raised his head, only to see a white-haired old man with blood on his five fingers, unable to let go, his eyes were full of panic and coldness, and his body fell down.

Jun Qinghan's heart was shocked, and a chill came out of his back, and he quickly moved sideways on the thousands of miles of bronze, avoiding the old man.

"Ahh

Jun Qinghan suddenly screamed, all the joints of his arms were torn off, his ten fingers were broken but he grabbed the mottled city wall, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked down and hissed:

"Let it go!"

The fallen old man, at the last moment, grabbed Jun Qinghan's right foot, and the strength of the original two people was directly borne on Jun Qinghan's ten fingers.

"No...... Help me......"

The old man grabbed Jun Qinghan's feet, like grasping a life-saving straw, and he didn't let go, his eyes were full of hope, "Save me...... I want to go home, I want to see my Lan'er, I want to go home...... Help me......"

In an instant, the old man seemed to have aged by a hundred years.

Jun Qinghan's heart tingled slightly, but there was a trace of ruthless coldness in his eyes, "I, too, go home!"

The old man's eyes were shocked, his previous hope was completely extinguished, his pupils were full of dead coldness, his dry palms couldn't help but tremble faintly, and he whispered, "Go home...... ...... home."

"Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock ......"

On the Bronze Great Wall, the drums suddenly rose high and fierce, and the endless killing rushed away, as if it was about to shatter the vast void of 100,000 voids.

Jun Qinghan swept away, and suddenly found that the old men on the city wall had a trace of anxiety, and they struggled to climb towards the top of the city wall regardless of it, and the road was full of heart-rending howls.

"Let go!"

The coldness in Jun Qinghan's eyes suddenly turned into a piercing killing intent.

"Go home...... Go home...... Haha, it's been five hundred years...... "The old man was already crazy, he didn't care about what Jun Qinghan said at all, but the hands that grabbed Jun Qinghan's feet did not relax at all.

Jun Qinghan's whole body was shocked, his body hung in the air, and he kicked towards the old man.

"Shhh

At the same time as the foot kicked down, Jun Qinghan's body fell down, and his claws staggered on the city wall, leaving mottled bloodstains, revealing the white bones of the forest, Jun Qinghan tried his best to stabilize his body.

And at his feet, the old man still didn't let go.

"Dry Mulberry City...... I hate you, imprisoned for 500 years, trapping me Han Yunshan...... I'm the pride of the sky, but I'm trapped, trapped......" The old man's mind seemed to have entered a state of madness.

"Rumbling...... Rumble ......"

On the city wall, the drum sound was dull, looking extremely desolate, unconsciously, it had entered the end, and the old men who were still clinging to the city wall couldn't help but have a trace of panic on their faces, and struggled to climb towards the bronze city wall, their hands and claws showed the white bones, and they didn't feel the slightest.

"Ahh

Jun Qinghan raised his head to the sky and roared, his eyes surging with endless blood, and his voice was full of hatred. His face was like frost, hiding a trace of sadness, and his right hand suddenly gave up grabbing the city wall.

With a "hiss", the whole person fell three feet again.

Looking at the old man at his feet with boundless hatred, Jun laughed coldly, his right hand became a palm, as sharp as a knife, and slashed towards his right leg without a trace of hesitation.

"Go home...... Hehe, you're going home too......"

Tears crossed the face of the crazy old man, there was no hope in his eyes, the whole person looked extremely desolate, looking at Jun Qinghan full of hatred, iron blue face, the old man cried bitterly:

"I'll send you home!"

After speaking, the old man's whole body was shocked, and at the moment when Jun Qinghan's palm slashed over his right leg, his dry arms surged with infinite power, like the backbone of heaven and earth, and suddenly the shock transmitted to Jun Qinghan's shocking power, shaking Jun Qinghan's whole person into the void.

And the old man himself, however, was subjected to the opposite force and fell towards the endless abyss.

The dead eyes throbbed with a glimmer of light, "Sitting for five hundred years...... For five hundred years, he has never been able to knock on the door of becoming an immortal, and he has never been able to break the barrier of dry mulberry, hahaha...... I have struggled for hundreds of years, and in the end, I ended up like this, and finally died in Huangquan, and was divided and eaten by thousands of evil ghosts, and even a cut of loess is more noble than me!"

The figure rose rapidly along the bronze city wall, looking at the pair of sad eyes below, Jun Qinghan's heart was mixed, and a strong sense of guilt rose, "I kicked him, but he will achieve himself!"

Jun Qinghan's arm shook, his body flipped over, and he suddenly crossed the high Baizhang bronze and stood on the top of the Great Wall of Steel.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the drumming stopped abruptly! The whole heaven and earth were overcast in an instant, and the gloom was terrible, and the bronze of thousands of miles suddenly shook, and the void surged with 100,000 divine thunders, and only between one breath, all those who did not climb the city wall were buried in the 100,000 abyss.

There was not a single scream, and thousands of people died!

At the top of the bronze, everyone didn't have a smile, only a faint sadness, looking at the 100,000 abyss under the bronze city wall below, and their hearts palpitated. Jun Qinghan let out a long sigh, his nails pierced into the flesh, and he looked at the demon abyss, even more ashamed.

Staying at the top of the city tower, but in a quarter of an hour, Jun Qing felt that the soles of his feet were a little hot, and when he looked down, he realized:

"The soles of the feet are bronze, red as a soldering iron!"