Chapter 37: Nine Heavens Divine Armor
The ancient demons are immovable, like mountains, and the heavens and the earth cannot be moved. Where the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info sat cross-legged, it gave people a feeling of death, but the aura of destruction exuded by the body made the hearts of tens of millions of monks on the viewing platform palpitate.
The void around the Sky Cutting Tower was boiling at expiry, full of the breath of destruction and death.
The body of the ancient demon formed large and small whirlpools, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, constantly vibrating and circulating in the meridians, gradually converging into a surging drink, surging, and also having the tendency of overwhelming mountains and seas.
"Rumbling...... Rumble ......"
The sound of the devil's roar sounded around Jun Qinghan, and the desolation was full of murderous aura.
"It seems that this day is not lonely, with Jun Qinghan here, it is difficult for him to dominate the world!"
"Not necessarily, no matter how strong Jun Qinghan's talent is, it is at most comparable to Tianbutian, and there is a huge hidden clan behind Tianbutian, he Jun Qinghan wants to surpass him, it's just a fool's dream!"
"Don't forget, Jun Qinghan is the Dragon Emperor, and there is a hidden clan behind him, which is even bigger than the foundation of the Heavenly Clan!"
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On the viewing platform, tens of millions of monks discussed, looking at the blood-red ring in the distance, their hearts were full of waves, Tianbu Tian can be described as the pride of the sky, and the strongest talent in the mainland today.
But now, everyone's thinking seems to have been subverted, and the young man who killed him out of the sky was able to use Tianbu Tian out of the sky.
"Yu'er, after the battle, invite him to my Yu clan as a guest!"
On the position of the Yu Clan, Yu Yecheng said calmly, looking at the figure sitting cross-legged in the ring, a smile appeared between his eyebrows, "The four major foreign bloodlines, just my Yu clan bloodline, this kid is really powerful!"
The corners of Yu Zhange's mouth outlined a hint of evil smile, "That's not good, after the big war, we have to go to the Lingxiao Empire, how can we have time to go back to the Yu Clan, and then what...... I can't even bring my wife back to the Yu Clan, how can I bring him back to the Yu Clan?"
Yuye City's face turned dark, and he turned his head to look at the noble son behind him, and after a long time, he spoke, "That's it!"
The smile on Yu Zhange's face became more and more evil, looking at the figure in the ring, Cheng Zhu was in his chest, "Since his debut, he has never seen Jun Qinghan defeated, and the road was bumpy, but he stepped on all obstacles."
On the seat of the Snow Clan, Luo Beihan looked at Jun Qinghan sitting cross-legged in the ring, his face was slightly condensed, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Luo Wuxian fiercely, "Why does he have the Snow God Soul of our clan?"
Luo Wuxian's face changed slightly, looking at the black-robed young man in the ring, his soul swayed slightly towards Jun Qinghan, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside him, and his voice was low:
"Ning'er!"
Luo Ning'er's face became a little pale, and she felt the eyes of Luo Beihan and Luo Wuxian, and lowered her head and whispered: "It's the snow god soul in the sea that I know!"
Luo Beihan gasped, his face full of anger, "How can you be like this, don't you know the status of the Snow God Soul in my Snow Clan? ”
Luo Wuxian immediately lowered his head, his fists clenched sonorously.
A white head overnight can achieve the bloodline of the Snow Clan, and those who are qualified to have the soul of the Snow God are only the descendants of the Snow Clan!
The Snow God Soul is the strange soul of the Snow God hundreds of years ago, which has been inherited to this day, and has the effect of creating and towering the sky, and the power it contains is not fully known even to Taluo Beihan.
"I gave it to him myself!"
Behind the Snow Clan Lord, Luo Ning'er blushed with shame, lowered her head and said, her fingers constantly turning the corners of her clothes.
At the beginning outside the cliff repair city, Luo Ning'er met Jun Qinghan for the first time, and when yin and yang were blended, the devouring power in Jun Qinghan's body was rampant, almost swallowing Luo Ning'er's academic soul.
And when Luo Ning'er woke up, she quietly stripped off the soul of the snow god, making up for Jun Qinghan's missing soul!
"Presumptuous ......"
Luo Beihan stared at the delicate Luo Ning'er angrily, raised his palm into the air, but finally put it down weakly, looked at his doting daughter, and sighed, "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
"I know", Luo Ning'er turned the corner of her clothes, slightly naughty, "Anyway, Ning'er doesn't like to cultivate, and the snow god soul is not much use in Ning'er's body, so it's better to ...... It's better to give ...... Give it to him!"
Luo Bei snorted coldly, swept Luo Wuxian, and sat down immediately.
"Which of them do you think will win?"
Behind the seat of the Heavenly Clan, the white-clothed Qing Xiang sat upright, and said to the young man beside him.
"Jun Qinghan, he will definitely win, even if it is for the sake of the soul, he will fight to the death", Dongfang Youchen also stared at the ring with a serious face, and his Adam's apple quietly squirmed.
"But Tianbu Tian has the Nine Heavens Divine Armor, but Jun Qinghan has no hole cards", Tianbu Tiandao.
"Master, I have forgotten that before this, Jun Qinghan entered the dry mulberry domain. However, the Dry Mulberry Domain has been destroyed by Wan Qi Zhutian, and he can stand here alive, doesn't it explain the problem?"
"Tianbu Tian is the destiny of the Son of Heaven, if you succeed in cultivation, you can dominate the whole world!"
Dongfang Youchen suddenly stood up, his sleeves waved, and his expression was gentle and elegant, "Everyone in the world has a destiny, but Jun Qinghan's destiny has begun to deviate from the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao!"
A smile crossed the corner of Bai Yiqing's mouth, "Let's wait and see what happens!"
"Boom...... Puff puff...... Puff ......"
Just as tens of thousands of monks were waiting for Jun Qinghan to break through, under the Nine Heavens Dome, the void shook, emitting a sharp whistling sound, centered on the sky above the Sky Cutting Tower, and swept towards the Qinglian Continent.
The sealing formation has quietly emerged!
In the hazy void, a trace of spark suddenly appeared.
In just a moment, the spark burned the plain, showing the trend of spreading the sky, boiling and burning, forming a rolling sea of fire, and the soaring heat wave swept the heavens and the earth, and the faint fire burned the void.
"This ...... It's, a spark!"
On the position of the Yan Clan, the Yan Clan Patriarch exclaimed in surprise, and there was a blazing desire in his eyes, "The spark burns the plain, in such a short period of time, there is a spark that spreads into a boundless sea of fire, and there is only a spark of stars!"
A greedy smile appeared at the corner of the Yan Clan's mouth, "It's really heaven that I don't live up to it, Jun Qinghan seized the Netherworld Flame of my clan, but it is destined to send a spark to my Yan Clan!"
Tens of thousands of monks watched the great changes in the sky, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and the seal in the void was now full of holes, and a terrifying aura poured out in the middle.
"The Eight Banners Ancient Clan, it's so good!"
Behind Yun Bo, the head of the Yun Clan, the ordinary middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the huge seal, and said indifferently.
Yun Bo's heart was shocked, and he suddenly turned his head and stared at the middle-aged man, "Ancestor...... You, are you saying that the powerhouses of the Eight Banners who were sealed by Wan Qi Zhutian are going to return to the Qinglian Continent?"
"It's not just the powerhouse of the year, after thousands of years, I'm afraid that another Eight Banners Ancient Clan has already been formed, a Eight Banners Ancient Clan that is even more terrifying than the current Qinglian Continent", the middle-aged man's expression did not change in the slightest, and his gray robe waved:
"This day, my Yun Clan, has been waiting for eight hundred years!"
On the viewing platform, the Eight Banners Clan Master had already stood up, forgetting the young man in the ring, and looking at the shattered seal with a reverent face.
"It's time for a change!"
The Heavenly Emperor looked at the holy light coming out of the broken seal, a grim smile flashed in his eyes, and when he passed the four foreign races, his expression was slightly arrogant, as if he didn't put it in his eyes at all.
Half an hour later, the beating Nine Heavens Dome suddenly calmed down......
The seal disappeared, the spark was annihilated, the sky was dead and silent, and the blood-red ring was perfect, and the white tears gradually disappeared, revealing the pitch-black robe hunting and flying in the air.
The whole body was drummed, like thunder, and the breath of destruction burst into the void.
In his deep sleep, Jun Qinghan's whole body had undergone earth-shaking changes, the previously sealed meridians were unraveled, and the Xuan Gong and essence blood of the young master of the Seven Banners that had been devoured circulated in his body.
The terrifying energy, like a surging river, slammed through the meridians, constantly gathered, and headed towards the barrier.
At the same time, Jun Qinghan's sea of consciousness was shocked, and the thunder sound was shocked, and it became more and more powerful.
With his eyes closed, the ancient Buddha who was sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up, his figure shook, like a wild knife killing the sky, the joints made a sharp and piercing sound, and the emaciated figure became more and more arrogant, as insurmountable as the Great Wall of steel.
Er, his palms formed into a fist, and the aura around Jun Qinghan's body gathered to the peak state.
"Bang bang bang!"
Jun Qinghan's whole body was crisp, like a long whip twitching the sky, and his momentum was churning several times. The terrifying energy gathered in the meridians suddenly broke through the barrier, allowing Jun Qinghan to be reborn.
Sonor!
Jun Qinghan's eyes opened, the void roared, like a mad knife tearing the sky, and the tens of millions of monks on the viewing platform stared at Jun Qinghan's blood-red pupils, and their backs were cold.
The breeze blew, and the green silk was messy, revealing the pitch-black lotus on Jun Qinghan's forehead.
Black Flag, Second Section!
The black lotus swayed, and the tens of millions of monks on the viewing platform were shocked, "Oh my God, he's ...... Monarch...... Jun Qinghan has actually reached such a realm, chasing the sky and stepping into the sky!"
"Black Flag Second Stage, he actually reached the realm of the Second Black Stage, and he really deserves to be the Dragon Emperor of the year!"
"So...... In the middle of the black flag, the sky was defeated to the point of embarrassment?"
"Now, both of them have made breakthroughs, I don't know what will happen to the next big battle?
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On the viewing platform, there was a lot of discussion. However, Tian Butian's face on the ring became extremely solemn, and the aura emanating from Jun Qinghan's body made him feel a strong sense of oppression, and a sense of danger rose in his heart that he had never felt before.
"The end of the sky, he is mine!"
The sleeve robe waved, Jun Qinghan pointed to the sky, and said without a beak.
"It's just you, it's still far away", on the blood-red ring, Tianbutian suddenly laughed out loud, his mind was crazy, "If you want to take away my end of the world, don't be delusional, don't think that if you break through, you can defeat me Tianbutian?"
Before the words fell, Tian Butian's face had already revealed a fierce killing intent, and infinite terrifying power poured out of his body.
Sonorous!
The long sword came out of its sheath and made a sound, and a set of silver armor suddenly popped out of Tianbu Tian's body, wrapping his whole body. Behind him was a snow-white cloak painted with ancient patterns.
And in Tianbutian's hand, there is a silver heavenly spear!