"Red Maple Hundred Pavilion?" Looking at the arrogant big characters, Jun Qinghan said with a little confusion, "When did they hook up with the Heavenly Rebellion?"

Dongfang Youchen smiled bitterly, "At the beginning, I didn't let the Four Great Dragon Guards destroy the Red Maple Hundred Pavilion, it was to contend with the Ling Xiao Empire, so that Ling Zhan was always afraid, but now, this huge force is controlled by the Heavenly Machine, and it is powerful enough to shake the world, and it must be eradicated." Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"No problem!"

Jun Qinghan looked at the Red Maple Mountain Range on the Lingxiao map, and in his silent tone, it was slightly gloomy, and there was a cold murderous aura.

"By the way, what's going on with them now?"

Dongfang Youchen pursed his lips and smiled, "Now, the two of them have entered the Nine-Fold Pavilion and are in retreat; among them, Yu Zhange, Yan Nangui, Wang Xiao, and Bai Xiaopang have entered the Seven Killing Domain to practice, Luo Ning'er has followed Luo Wuxian back to the Snow Clan, and Jun Qingwu has returned to the Drifting Snow Tower!"

"Among them, in the Cliff Cultivation Academy, the three major forces of the Eight-Story Building have become one!"

Jun Qinghan smiled gently, "What about Xuannan's teachings?"

Dongfang Youchen shook his head and smiled, "Since the battle of Tianyuan Academy, the news of Qin Yinfeng, the son of heaven, has sunk into the sea, even if the people of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan are frantically searching, they can't find a single clue, but the dragon's blood iron horse appears on the mainland from time to time, and the place where he appears is stained with blood for thousands of miles."

Dongfang Youchen rolled his sleeve robe, "Since the birth of the Son of Heaven, the people of the mainland have once again set off a frenzy of exploring the Cutting Heaven Tower."

For thousands of years, no one has been able to come out of the Sky Cutting Tower, but Qin Yinfeng is an exception, which has made many peak powerhouses in the continent fascinated by him, and what the first emperor left behind is enough for anyone to be blushing.

But unfortunately, none of the people who entered the Sky Cutting Tower came out.

The Cutting Heaven Tower is a hundred miles in radius, occupied by the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, and listed as a forbidden area for those who cultivate flags in the world, but he is quietly exploring, but it seems that two years have passed, but there is no progress.

Jun Qinghan was slightly stunned, the Son of Heaven was in the world, and he set off such a big wave, it was really strong.

"At the same time, in the past two years, all the lands in the world have risen together, and the kings of the land have abounded, and the luck of all the countries in the world is gradually disappearing, and the four empires are no exception."

Standing outside the tent gate, Dongfang Youchen rose with a trace of pride, "The martial arts are dormant, but this country is completely reversed."

Jun Qinghan stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the millions of corpses below, and his heart was stained with a touch of sadness, "One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, the mainland will be in chaos, and what will be achieved is the heroes of the world, the heroes of the troubled times who guide the common people, but the suffering is millions of Li people!"

And the sky is watching the show with his eyes open!

"This time, after you go back, go see your mother!"

Dongfang Youchen looked at the tent outside the plain, and in his deep voice, he seemed choked.

Jun Qinghan nodded silently, glanced at Dongfang Youchen who was slightly depressed, sighed, patted Dongfang Youchen's shoulder, and then took Ye Yinxue's hand, turned into a dragon, and disappeared into the air.

Soon after Jun Qinghan left, the entire battlefield was filled with drums, blood and gas, yellow sand danced wildly, and the air was filled with Xiao Suo's killing intent, sandwiched in the sadness of a hundred battles and half death.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the proud and rugged figure of the Oriental Youchen looks tired and desolate!

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

Outside the moat, looking at the big characters on the city gate, Jun Qinghan's face looked slightly hideous, and his eyes exploded to kill him.

- Sky City!

At the beginning, he was trampled on the soles of his feet like an ant, lost the woman he loved, and fled like a wolf, making him lose all his dignity.

Now, he's back!

Walking into the city gate, looking at the bustling streets, the prince and grandson spent a lot of money, and the people of Li begged on the streets;

Jun Qinghan felt a trace of hatred in his heart.

This, the bloody world, the rotten court, the aquatic and fiery world, has extinguished all benevolence and righteousness, indifferent to the boiling blood, and the feet of the Son of Heaven are the most prosperous, but also the most filthy.

For a long time, Jun lightly chilled his steps, and his body was covered with thick sadness.

Looking up at the broken pavilion, his eyes were slightly red, his fists were clenched sonorously, his heart was sad, and he laughed extremely desolately.

Sleeve Red Mansion!

The courtyard is empty, covered with dust, it is rare to see such a desolate scene in the prosperity, Jun Qinghan is alone, stepping on the pavilion, the stairs creak, making an old sound, and the air is dead.

Pushing open the door and looking at the boudoir of the cold snow cherry blossom at the beginning, Jun Qinghan suddenly laughed sadly.

Blurred his eyes, and a wonderful figure seemed to appear in front of him, wearing a bright red wedding dress, a happy and sad smile appeared on his beautiful and pale face, and the red sleeves rolled and danced.

The woman finally fell weakly, a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, her vitality withered, but her face was still full of satisfied smiles.

This life is a Jun dance, and this song is a Jun score.

May you have a long ambition and dance with you when you come!

Jun Qinghan murmured softly, his eyes were like dead ashes, his hair was flying, and he laughed desolately, "The afterlife...... Afterlife...... But I am already very miserable in this life! I am so cold and mad that I can't even protect my own woman."

The under-eyes were scarlet blood.

Looking at the guqin is still the same, Jun Qinghan's sharp nails pierce into the flesh, the scenery is still the same, but there is no beautiful woman, the country is the same, but the red face has disappeared.

Looking at the things in the room, Jun Qinghan's heart suddenly swelled with monstrous hatred, the blood in his eyes was like an angry sea, and the anger around his body burst out, Jun Qinghan suddenly looked up to the sky and howled:

"I hate!"

On the red building with his sleeves, a pitch-black figure suddenly appeared, surrounded by murderous aura, the sharp blades were extremely dazzling, the cloak was pulled obliquely, and the pitch-black figure suddenly headed towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Khooth!"

Above the lobby of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a cold spear was shot, pitch black as ink, and a whimpering breath was emitted.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in the Prime Minister's Mansion, take it for me!"

Looking at the arrogant figure on the martial arts stage in the courtyard, the family members of the Qin Mansion quickly surrounded Jun Qinghan, holding a spear, but they didn't dare to take a step forward, and the ferocity of the man in front of them made them creepy.

"Tell Qin Wuxiang, that old miscellaneous hair, get out, and there is one named Qin Luo!"

Jun Qinghan's voice was as poignant as a crow, and in his indifferent words, there was a monstrous hatred.

"Bastard!"

Suddenly, someone whispered, "Qin Luo was beheaded by the emperor as early as two years ago, and his Qin Mansion's status in the Lingxiao Empire has dropped to a low point. ”

At the beginning, after Jun Qinghan fled, many elders sent by the Qin family in the hidden world were all wiped out, and at this point, the Qin Mansion was expelled from the Qin family, and it was because of this that Ling Zhan dared to behead Qin Luo.

"Who dares to make a fuss in my Qin Mansion......" In the inner hall, he suddenly remembered the old man's voice, and the coercion in the hoarse was undoubted, and there was a trace of anger, "It's you?!"

Before the words fell, Qin Wuxiang looked at the man on the martial arts stage, his pupils shrank sharply, and then his face showed anger, "It's this man who let him be expelled by the family and trampled on the soles of his feet by other side branches."

"I only need Qin Wuxiang's head, if you want to seek death, don't blame me Jun Qing's cold blood", the spear in the hall let out a slight tremor and flew into Jun Qinghan's hand, making a sonorous sound.

"Hiss".

Jun Qinghan dragged the spear upside down, gradually walked down the martial arts platform, and walked towards Qin Wuxiang, shooting murderously.

"Kill him for me!"

Qin Wuxiang's wide sleeve robe waved, and he said coldly, exuding the calmness of the superior, looking at Jun Qinghan with a hint of sarcasm, "After three years, you are still reckless, this time, you don't want to be on the run."

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of families in the Qin Mansion rushed towards Jun Qinghan.

"Arrogance!"

Jun Qinghan said contemptuously, his wrist flipped, and the spear burst into cold light, and the sharp spear swept in all directions, forming a circular arc blade, slashing at the surrounding families.

Looking at Qin Wuxiang, who was calm and relaxed in front of him, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, his arm shook, and the blood pupils of the dragon coiled on the spear opened, and let out a terrible roar, and the wild dragon chant was like a sharp sword, pointing directly at Qin Wuxiang.

Qin Wuxiang's guard in front of him suddenly felt a sharp Gengjin qi passing through his chest, his pupils shrank sharply, and the blood in his whole body spurted out, and blood rushed out.

Looking at the black-robed and cold man, he fell down with remorse.

The corners of Jun Qinghan's mouth outlined a cruel smile, and his body rose into the air and landed in front of Qin Wuxiang, the sharp edge of the spear against Qin Wuxiang's throat......