Outside the ancient temple, the monks were full of anticipation waiting, and not long after Jun Qinghan entered, they saw that there was endless Buddha light in the ancient temple, shining in the void, and the ancient Zen chanting shook the heavens. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What a powerful force!"

"It's really favored by the Buddha God, the Buddha light that came out of the previous entry was not so brilliant, this kid is really lucky!"

"I'm afraid that he is too guilty and stubborn!"

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Outside the ancient temple, there are constant discussions.

And in the temple, Jun Qinghan had a cold and hard face, looking at the tall Buddha statue in front of him, his expression became more and more cold, the previous Buddha was originally transformed by demons, and this Buddha statue is not a good thing.

Everything here is an illusion.

On the ruins, the ancient temple of the dead that Jun Qinghan saw, the endless Buddha light, and the ancient Zen chanting were all just to provoke the greed of the monks. It is said that it is ignited, but I am afraid that it has been put on a hypocritical robe, and the light of the Buddha is full of sins.

"You're so stubborn!"

In the sea of consciousness, the mighty Buddha voice sounded again, and he was like a thunderbolt in the nine skies, bombarding Jun Qinghan's soul, wanting to completely erase the divine sense.

Jun Qinghan raised his head, the power of reincarnation between his eyes soared, he had already seen the hideous face behind the Buddha statue, a huge devouring force swept through his body, devouring the demon's will, and the whining sound of Fang Tian's halberd was like thunder.

"Such a trick can't escape my cold eyes. I'm afraid that the ruins before that are the real ancient temples of the past, and the Buddha statue is vain and wants to fool the world, so I can't help but think too highly of myself!"

Jun laughed coldly, and as he spoke, his body shook, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand swept out of the pitch-black light, like a long rainbow towards the Buddha statue in front of him.

Bang!

I heard a loud bang, and the entire Buddha statue cracked open and collapsed to the ground.

"Toast without eating and punishing wine", when the Buddha statue was shattered and the ancient temple was reborn, a man shrouded in black fog suddenly appeared, and his breath was gloomy, which made people extremely jealous. In those narrow eyes, a dead light flashed, and a coarse laugh could not help but be heard in his throat.

The fierce atmosphere permeates the ancient temple.

And the monks outside the ancient temple of the deceased saw the light of the Buddha in the ancient temple soaring, and the loud chanting shook the entire sky, and the nine heavens and blue sky were full of compassionate power.

Thousands of monks seemed to be extremely excited at this moment, they seemed to feel the power of the Buddha God through the heavens and the earth, it was so magnificent and majestic, bathed in the sky chanting, only felt that their souls were sublimated.

"Since the Buddha can't save you, let the demon detain you!"

The man in the black mist smiled miserably, and the roulette wheel in his hand rotated, filled with a pitch-black light, and a sinister force swept towards Jun Qinghan, like a cage.

"It's just a dead soul that has stripped off the flesh of others, and it dares to call itself a demon", Jun Qinghan's face became extremely cold, and between speaking, his temples became pale, and a force that pierced the mountains and rivers attacked the man in the black mist.

Sonorous sonor!

Fang Tian's halberd collided with the roulette wheel in the gray-robed man's hand, making a sonorous sound, and the sound of Jin Ge's resonance couldn't help but pierce his soul.

Jun Qinghan only felt a huge force, and swept through his whole body along Fang Tian's painting halberd, and his whole body was invaded by the power of yin and evil, becoming extremely cold. In front of him, the roulette wheel in the man's hand in the black mist emitted a strange light, like a hellish nightmare.

At this moment, Jun Qinghan realized that under the feet of the gray-robed man was an ancient well, exuding an extremely dead and desolate power, and the strange black mist that shrouded the man's body was emerging from the ancient well, endlessly.

"Huh...... This bloodthirsty roulette is an ancient artifact, how can you shake it."

The gray-robed man looked at Jun Qinghan, with a hideous smile on his face, "Ancestor needs your essence blood to help me recover my strength, no matter what, you can't escape this ancient temple, obediently make my blood food, so as not to collect the pain of soul stripping."

As he spoke, the bloodthirsty roulette wheel in the gray-robed man's hand whimpered and turned, becoming more and more gloomy.

An extremely mysterious force locked Jun Qinghan's body and completely imprisoned him in the cage, and the roulette wheel gradually approached Jun Qinghan, like a drop of blood, to cut off Jun Qinghan's head directly.

Jun Qinghan didn't speak, but his brows furrowed tightly, and on the body of the painted halberd, the engraved dragon veins gradually began to flow, and the dragon opened his blood-red eyes and roared the world.

Holding the divine soldier in his hand, Jun Qinghan's body shook, and the halberd suddenly became like the backbone of heaven and earth, cutting off the power of detention around his body, and let out a roaring sound again, crushing towards the bloodthirsty roulette, and the sound of the sound of the dynamium permeated the entire ancient temple of the dead.

Bang bang!

The two great divine weapons collided, rebounded and returned, and a powerful force swept between Jun Qinghan and the gray-robed man.

"Good guy, there is still this dragon bloodline, ...... The ancestor is getting more and more excited, with you alone as blood food, the ancestor's skill can be fully recovered", feeling Jun Qinghan's powerful power, the gray-robed man smiled instead.

It was as if Jun Qinghan's life was in his hands.

"Ah...... Yes...... Boss of the light cold, it's just me...... His Grandma's ...... Let me out, old immortal!"

At this moment, in the ancient well under the feet of the gray-robed man, a terrible voice came out, and people couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine, "Your grandfather's ...... Old immortal, if you don't let this Buddha out, I'll open a dark ditch and get rid of the poisonous water in you!"

"Boss of the Light Cold...... Save me, this girl...... It's full of men...... Chubby is very anxious!"

In the ancient temple of his death, Jun Qinghan's face couldn't help but change, he never thought that he would be able to meet Bai Xiaopang here...... He was even detained."

Looking at the gray-robed man in front of him, with an ugly smile on his face, Jun Qinghan's heart was already filled with cold killing intent. In an instant, the monstrous demonic energy rippled around his body, like a raging sea, and the demonic blood around his body roared like a great river.

The domineering aura swept out.

The halberd in Fang Tian's hand became extremely black, and the weeping blood god tablet engraved on it emitted a glittering light, and the ancient demonic aura swept out.

"Kill!"

A voice that seemed to come from Hell Shura erupted from Jun's cold throat, desolate and bloody. Jun Qinghan flicked his arm, and Fang Tian's halberd was like a great wall of steel torn towards the gray-robed man.

The monstrous demonic aura completely devoured and annihilated the swing around the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man's face was shocked, and his shriveled face looked a little incredible, "Descendant of the Demon Dao, you are actually a descendant of the Demon Dao!"

As he spoke, the gray-robed man held a bloodthirsty roulette wheel in his hand to resist the Fang Tian Painting Halberd that smashed down from the top of his head.

Bang bang!

The sound of violent collision pierces the soul. The gray-robed man staggered back, a crack in the bloodthirsty roulette wheel in his hand.

Now...... Outside the ancient temple of the past life, there was no trace of Buddha's light, and the gloomy aura swept out, making all the monks feel cold in their hearts. Feeling the fierce aura in the ancient temple of the past life, even the power of the gods and Buddhas is difficult to suppress.

"What's going on?"

"The man who went in just now, is he going to kill the Buddha God?"

"This is damned...... Resist the Buddha God, and also terrifying and powerful strength!"

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The monks talked a lot, they were still immersed in a sweet dream, they hoped that the Buddha God would defeat and kill all sins, but they would still be enlightened by the Buddha God.

In the Ancient Temple of the Past Death, the gray-robed man looked at the bloodthirsty roulette wheel in his hand, and his eyes showed a gloomy color, "I didn't expect that after so many years, there is still the existence of the descendants of the Demon Dao, the Crying Blood God Monument...... Could it be that you are the next Demon Venerable of the Demon Dao?"

At this moment, the gray-robed man had regained his composure, just now he was just shocked by Jun Qinghan's identity and the strength he showed in an instant, if he really competed, Jun Qinghan was far less powerful than him.

"The ancestor wants you to be my blood food more and more, the bloodline of the Demon Dao, the bloodline of the dragon clan, it's really exciting", the gray-robed man smiled coldly, "After eating you, the ancestor may be able to directly cross the immortal and enter the realm of immortality!"

As he spoke, the blood around the gray-robed man surged sharply, and a fierce aura swept out.

A huge formation quietly imprisoned Jun Qinghan, and countless fierce knives came towards Jun Qinghan, wanting to cut him with thousands of knives and kill Ling Chi.

"I'll talk about it when you eat it", looking at the fierce array around him, Jun Qinghan's face turned iron-blue, his slender palm stretched out from his sleeve robe, and the palm held up this epiphany, which was gradually blooming.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the epiphany exploded, and along with the fierce formation around the detained monarch, it was also annihilated.

The aftermath of the horror swept away, making the gray-robed man's face change again, and the gray robe around him was torn, looking extremely embarrassed.

"You brought it all on yourself, the ancestor wants everyone to bury you with you", the gray-robed man's voice was full of anger, and at this moment he finally revealed an extremely hideous face, his shriveled face was full of ferocity, like a demon through the ages.

Passing away from the ancient temple, suddenly turned into a blood-colored castle!

There were bones all around, and blood was dripping with blood.

The monks who were waiting outside the Ancient Temple of the Past were all detained at the sound of the Scarlet Castle at this moment, attacked by the power of the sinister, and their lives were in danger. They never thought that this ancient temple of the past life was a ferocious hell.

That blood-colored castle is a peerless formation for refining mortal dust.

At this moment, Jun Qinghan looked at the bloody surroundings, his brows furrowed, and he only felt that a huge force was suppressed, which was far from being something he could resist. All around this is a cage of heaven and earth, shaking him is like a mayfly shaking a tree.

"Boom...... This blood castle was made by the ancestor after spending three thousand years to refine it, and it can smelt all things in heaven and earth, even if an immortal powerhouse comes in, it is not so easy to leave."

"His grandfather's ...... Why did the water rise...... Didn't the Buddha dig a ditch...... Why is this poisonous water getting deeper and deeper?"

In the ancient well, there was a white chubby complaint, like a ghost crying wolf, "Light cold boss...... What the hell are you doing...... You can't conquer a dead old man, it's too disappointing for Chubby...... See the Buddha shrine, Buddha shrine!"