The big characters emitted a clear and beautiful light, and when Jun Qinghan looked at it, his mind instantly shocked, and the endless Buddha sound sounded in his mind, full of compassion and long-cherished wishes to save the common people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood, gushing out!

Jun Qinghan's eyes were puffed up, and the Buddha's voice was rampant, killing all greed and hatred. And Jun Qinghan chose the demon path, "Seven emotions and six desires, who can cut them off?" The bottom of his eyes gradually became blood-red.

Endless desolate killing intent burst out!

The whole body shook, full of shocking power, Jun Qinghan's chest surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, turning into a three-foot blood sword, dripping on the ancient inscription.

In his mind, all the Buddha sounds were strangled by Jun Qinghan.

I am merciful in my sins and kill the world!

Looking at the ancient monument at the bottom of his feet, Jun Qinghan's face was extremely pale. The big golden characters are like a magic barrier, full of infinite resistance to Jun Qinghan.

However, the three thousand white flag powerhouses around him changed slightly, looking at Jun Qinghan standing there intact, his expression became extremely strange, and when he looked down at the ancient monument lying in the grass, his complexion changed greatly.

"Sacrifice!"

This monument is a sacred relic of Buddhism, the monument of misfortune, the monument of misfortune, the monument of misfortune, wash away the sins, the earthly calamities, and return the world to the bright blue sky.

However, this monument lies down, and if you want to stand it up, you must sacrifice blood, and only when the ancient golden words of sorrow shine with sacred white rays, this monument will be re-established in the world.

The first few times, the blood of a thousand white flags was needed to erect this monument.

But now......

On the ancient monument of Du'er, Jun Qinghan's blood turned into pitch black, flowing on the ancient mottled stone monument, making a low voice after death, as if full of endless anger.

Pitch-black bloodstains, infected with big characters!

"Buzz...... Airplanes...... Buzz ......"

The ancient monument shook and let out an endless roar, the original Buddha sound that had cleansed the heavens and the earth gradually dissipated, and the endless mercy was being extinguished by the desolate killing intent and the roar of hell.

Gold 'crosses misfortune', and the light is full of darkness.

The pitch-black demon blood, all the way up, gradually annihilated the magnificent big characters, and the monstrous resentment burst out from the ancient monument, and at the same time, the sky was bright and blue above everyone's heads, and the atmosphere of gloom was filled.

Jun Qinghan on the side, his face was stiff, how could he never have thought of such a situation, it was unbelievable.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang in the world, like a hundred thousand rivers and mountains exploding, and the magnificent ancient monument of Doom exploded with a bang, and the compassion that originally permeated the void was gone, leaving only the roar of the devil.

And after the explosion of the ancient monument of Du'e, on the vast grassland, there is still an ancient monument.

The body of the monument is pitch black, like a magic barrier!

The body of the three thousand white flags around shook for a moment, feeling incredible, looking at the ancient monument in the green grass, a trace of sweat appeared on his back, "They, they have been here a few times, but they don't know that among the ancient monuments of Doom, there is a magic monument!"

Kill mercy!

On the pitch-black magic stele, the blood-drenched characters were filled with endless desolation, tearing apart the murderous aura of the nine heavens, making the three thousand powerhouses couldn't help but retreat ten zhang, looking at the ancient monument mottled by the cold in shock.

Doom!

Kill mercy!

Survive the calamity and kill the mercy!

The three thousand white flag powerhouses sweated out of their dry palms, looking at the blood-red characters, a sense of humility that had never risen in his heart before, as if he had cultivated for hundreds of years, and he was no match for the demon king with a roar.

"Buzz!"

The Demon Monument of Exterminating Mercy shook, and the pitch-black demonic light and the scarlet murderous aura blended together, forming a strange light that swept in all directions, like a blood-colored battle flag, sweeping across the 100,000 voids.

The grassland is boundless and vibrant, but under the vibration of the Demon Destroying Monument, it withered in an instant. Thousands of miles of green meadows, in the blink of an eye, turned into weeds, looking very deserted and desolate!

"Wheeze...... Whine...... Whine......"

In the eternal sky, the roar of the devil suddenly became more terrifying than the galloping of billions of horses and the roar of the angry sea.

Three thousand strong people are white flags. But he held his ears with his hands, his chest surged, his qi and blood were chaotic, blood gushed out, and his body became more and more rickety, looking very desolate.

And Jun Qinghan next to the magic monument was cold, his face was flushed, and his blood was boiling!

With the terrifying roar of the devil, the magic monument lying on the wild grass gradually shook and slowly stood up......

"Buzz...... Buzz ......"

The devil's roar became more and more poignant...... At the moment when the magic monument got up, behind the three thousand white flag powerhouses, the nightmare fire that had been annihilated suddenly boiled, and it would continue into a sea in the blink of an eye.

Endless heat waves, burning the void, ten or a hundred times more terrifying than before!

The entire dry mulberry domain seems to have become a demon domain, the boundary of the devil, and as far as the eye can see, the world is shocked by pitch blackness, which is terrifying and tearful.

"Ryo!"

The Demon Monument shook, completely erected, and stood on top of the boundless wasteland, emitting a roar that shook the heavens and the earth and the Demon Bell, and the whimpering devilish anger around it was annihilated in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, only this magic monument!

Heaven and earth are dead and silent, full of desolation...... The sky shook, 100,000 ink clouds gathered, let out a dull roar, and there was a shocking thunderbolt, tens of thousands of thunderbolts poured down, crushing towards the Demon Destroying Monument.

Three thousand white flags, the figure retreated wildly, and sweat broke out on his face......

"Rumble!"

The rolling heavenly thunder collided with the magic monument, emitting a terrible roaring sound, a radius of a hundred zhang, completely turning into a thunder domain, and the three thousand white flag powerhouses wrapped their whole body with Dao Qi, struggling to support.

Jun Qinghan was wrapped in the magic light emitted by the ancient monument, and he was fine for the time being.

The rumbling sound resounded through the heavens and the earth unconsciously, and the entire dry mulberry domain seemed to be shrouded in thunder, and the three thousand white flags had no time to take care of him, looking at the fierce thunder around him, he was already sweating profusely, and his face was pale.

"Damn, it's Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder!"

Three thousand white flags, miserable, the thunder of heavenly punishment, that is equivalent to breaking through the thunder of the white flag tribulation, and their current strength is obviously not up to that realm.

The thunder roared, and after a quarter of an hour, gradually dissipated.

Next to the magic monument, thousands of white flag powerhouses breathed a long sigh of relief, their white hair stood up, and there was a slight smell of barbecue all over their bodies.

Looking back, the faces of the white flag powerhouses trembled, looking at the magic monument that was still standing proudly, and there was a trace of horror in their eyes, "They just suffered from the remnants of the divine thunder, and they were already miserable, nine deaths, and the magic monument was to carry 100,000 divine thunder!"

Without any damage!

Even Jun Qinghan next to the magic monument was calm and relaxed.

Looking at the Demon Monument, Jun Qinghan's heart had already set off a monstrous wave, he was in the light of the Demon Monument, he naturally saw it clearly, the rolling thunder fell, from beginning to end, he did not invade the realm of the Demon Monument!

It's just shocking!

"Hiss...... Hiss ......"

Suddenly, a small voice sounded from the demon soldiers. The three thousand white flag powerhouses took a breath, calmed down their excitement a little, and a smile appeared on the corner of his shriveled mouth, "How can you bear the crusade of 100,000 divine thunder without any damage, it's just nonsense!"

The Demon Monument of Exterminating Mercy gradually appeared a trace of cracks. Then, the crack extended, surrounding the word 'extinguishing mercy'.

"Poof!"

A small sound sounded faintly, and the magic monument that stood through the sky did not turn into a pile of broken stones as everyone imagined, but only dropped a small number of stone chips.

The moment the stone chips fell, the three thousand white flags tightened all over their bodies, and they felt the infinite killing intent around them, lurking in the 100,000 voids, as if they only needed one thought, and they would be completely annihilated.

Stone chips splashed, and on the ancient monument of Ci Extinguishing, a string of scarlet characters appeared:

――Cangtian suppressed demons for 100,000 years, and once turned over and killed all the immortals!

Immortals have no way, and demons should be born!

As soon as everyone finished reading it, the ancient monument of exterminating Ci shook, and there was a loud roar, and the chalk-like demonic energy burst out from the Huangquan Hell, killing mortals and slaughtering the world.

Behind the Demon Monument, the boundless wasteland of dry grass shook, collapsed abruptly, and cracked into an abyss!

In just half an hour, the original Pingchuan wasteland turned into a deep canyon, the canyon roared, and it was still sinking, and under the haze world, the three thousand white flag powerhouses were uneasy.

The wasteland in front of you has become an abyss of 100,000!

"gurgling...... Gurgle...... Bubbling ......"

In the midst of the 100,000 abysses, spring water gradually emerged, showing a pitch-black color, as if the river was irrigated against the sea, surging, and within two hours, the endless abyss was filled.

In a few hours, the boundless wasteland turned into a boundless sea, Jun Qinghan's brows furrowed slightly, as if he saw an ancient warship, which was speeding towards everyone......