Looking from a distance, above the ring, the breath of the seven young masters was still churning, becoming more and more terrifying, and the qi and blood were surging, using the secret art of the clan to forcibly improve their realm strength. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Black ...... Black Flag ......"

On the viewing platform, many people exclaimed, and there were only a few tens of thousands of monks who could reach the Black Flag realm.

Looking at the blood-red ring, the figure of the Seven Dao Tyrants became more and more frightened, "However, the purple flag realm actually burst out with the breath of the black flag realm, and the secret technique of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan is terrifying."

"I want to see, how does Jun Qinghan win now?"

"The person who can stare at the peak of the purple flag at a glance is not a vegetarian, maybe he has reached the black flag realm."

"Hmph! The stage is equivalent to the seven black flag powerhouses, no matter how powerful Jun Qinghan is, can he beat the seven young masters?"

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On the viewing platform, there were mixed reviews, and most of the eyes that looked at Jun Qinghan were full of contempt, "Jun Qinghan, even if he is powerful, how can he compare to the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, which has been inherited for tens of thousands of years?"

Looking at the aura of the seven young masters around him like an angry ocean, the wrinkle between his eyebrows gradually dissipated......

The pitch-black robe waved, the slender fingers were sealed in the air, and the terrifying and fierce aura gradually overflowed from Jun Qinghan's palm, like a long rainbow, radiating between heaven and earth.

The vast void was suddenly filled with the breath of dead silence.

A golden token appeared in the palm of Jun Qinghan's right hand, full of the majesty of the emperor, looking down on the earth, mixed with the meaning of pointing to the river, and in the token, the power of mania and terror was churning.

The emperor was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed!

- Emperor's Decree!

In the palm of Jun Qinghan's left hand, there was a pitch-black token, cold and terrifying, making people look at it, like a mang's back, and the breath circulating above the token was like a yellow spring in hell, which could reincarnate all things. The entire token is a huge Hades palace, and no one can escape the shackles of the six realms.

- Hades Order!

A seemingly warm smile appeared at the corner of Jun Qinghan's mouth, and in front of everyone's eyes, his palms were combined, forcibly merging the two tokens with completely different breaths.

"Groan!"

A long, shrill roar pierced the void, and the two tokens vibrated like a dragon in prison, filled with a tyrannical breath.

Looking from afar, on the blood-red ring, the dark and emaciated figure waved the two tokens in his hand, like the yin and yang of heaven and earth in the palm of his hand, turning this troubled world upside down.

"Jun Qinghan, today you will definitely die, we will let you lose in one move, and there will never be a day to turn over. ”

The Seven Young Masters laughed, they were not afraid of the two tokens in Jun Qinghan's palm, their current realm had been temporarily raised to the black flag, why should they be afraid?

"Yes, I want to see how you have brought me to this place?"

Jun said with a cold smile, a trace of ruthlessness swept in his eyes, and his palms suddenly joined together, and under the powerful oppressive force, the two tokens surfaced with a muffled sound, and Huo's fusion was fused together.

With a groan, the breath of the Emperor Hades was of course gone in an instant, and after the fusion, the quaint token exuded an aura of dead silence.

"Kill!"

The huge Shura body let out a roar and swept in all directions. The rock-like figure rumbled in, shaking the ring under his feet, like an ancient beast, his big fan-like hand covering the sky and the sun, and smashing towards Jun Qinghan's head.

At the same time, the other six young masters, like Kunpeng, like Changhong, slashed towards Jun Qinghan.

"I can't help myself!"

The black-robed young man smiled disdainfully, and raised the token in the palm of his hand above his head with both hands, floating in the void, and as the Seven Young Masters approached, his aura became more and more terrifying.

"Rumble...... Rumble ......"

In the middle of it, the Void Array, looking at the drastic changes in the ring, tens of thousands of monks suddenly stood up, with a slight shock in their eyes.

On the blood-red ring, when the Seven Young Masters rushed towards Jun Qinghan less than ten zhang, they actually formed a seven-star array, forming an encirclement of Jun Qinghan, and the breath of the Seven Young Masters instantly penetrated, and the terrifying power suddenly tripled.

In the center of the Seven Young Masters, the corners of Jun Qinghan's mouth twitched, he never thought that the Seven Young Masters would have such an attack method.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and before Jun Qinghan could react, the attack of the Seven Young Masters was already approaching, like an angry ocean, setting off a hundred thousand raging waves, and heading towards Jun Qinghan all over the world, without the slightest respite.

At the critical juncture, Jun Qinghan roared, like a hundred thousand demon soldiers roaring, and he forcibly opened a space in front of him.

The attack of the Seven Young Masters destroyed all the way, and in an instant, the space around Jun Qinghan's body was crushed, without the slightest resistance, and the fierce and killing attack went towards his chest.

And in the space to establish a shattered breath, Jun Qinghan's eyes surged with a sea of blood, and his eyes suddenly burst out with two sharp blood rays, splashing on the token above his head.

"Buzz!"

A bell-like sound resounded through the void, and when the blood splattered down, the tumbling token suddenly changed, and the aura rose high, becoming more and more fierce.

"Bang, rumble, rumble......"

The token exploded in the void, setting off a terrifying storm in the blink of an eye, slamming vertically into the combined attack of the Seven Young Masters, while emitting an increasingly terrifying explosion sound.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

On the ring, the sound of explosions was like rolling thunder, and those who were slightly lower on the viewing platform only felt that the explosion was full of penetrating power, assassinating the soul.

The two wild attacks collided together, and Jun Qinghan got a hint of respite, and his body retreated rapidly, his body was wrapped in pitch-black scales, without a trace of gaps, and at the same time, his palm was like a knife, emitting a fierce light.

Through the sound of the explosion, after the joint attack of the seven young masters was delayed for a while, the attack of the annihilation token, like a dragon going out to sea, hit Jun Qinghan's body at a galloping speed.

"Humph!"

With a muffled snort, Jun Qinghan's figure retreated a hundred feet in the ring before he stabilized his figure. The chest was tingling, the qi and blood were slightly retrograde, and a mouthful of blood spurted up, but it was forcibly swallowed by Jun Qinghan.

On the viewing platform, everyone in the Jun Killing Hall was relieved, "Fortunately, I was not injured."

"It turns out that Jun Qinghan is nothing more than that, if you want to win, I'm afraid it will be a tragic battle!"

"It's so difficult to fight the Seven Young Masters, so if you want to defeat Tianbutian, I'm afraid it's a fool's dream!"

"After all, it is not born in a clan, how can it be cultivated from an early age!"

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On the viewing platform, there was a sigh, most of them were not optimistic about Jun Qinghan, and they were despised.

"It seems that I underestimated you!" Jun Qinghan's expression became a little cold, looking at the seven young masters in front of him, and his words became more and more cold.

"Hmph, who do you think you Jun Qinghan is, competing with us is tantamount to looking for death, the next move, we won't be so soft", Ziyang laughed, looking at Jun Qinghan with a little contempt.

However, the hearts of the seven young masters were extremely dignified, and the various clans used the family secret technique to forcibly improve the realm, and then used the Seven Star Array to merge into one.

Such a powerful and terrifying attack was actually carried by Jun Qinghan, and he was carried without being injured.

"Then I want to see, what other killing tricks do you have?" The pitch-black robe hunted and flew in the void, and in the wind, Jun laughed lightly, contemptuous and inexplicable.

The expressions of the seven young masters condensed slightly, and the momentum that Jun Qinghan burst out now was much more terrifying than during the previous war.

In the ring, the seven young masters glanced at each other, their expressions were extremely solemn, and after a long time, the seven young masters nodded slightly, and their eyes were full of coldness.

"Array!"

At this time, Mo Pan seemed to have become the leader of the young master of the Seven Banners Ancient Clan, and his voice fell like a thousand catties of boulders, shaking the mountains and shaking the mountains!

As soon as the words fell, on the blood-red ring, the seven young masters immediately sat cross-legged, their eyes slightly closed, and a holy glow appeared around their bodies, like an ancient Buddha in the meditation, and the rock has not moved for thousands of years.

The seven young masters, the seven ancient Buddhas who are as immobile as a mountain, stand between heaven and earth, forming an extremely strange formation.

On the viewing platform, tens of thousands of monks and figures from the peak of the power all had a trace of doubt, "What are these seven young masters doing? Why are their breaths so similar?"

The corners of the Heavenly Emperor's mouth twitched slightly, "The Seven Banners Ancient Clan, what did you do to hide it from his Heavenly Clan?"

The sky and the earth were hazy, and I saw that on the ring, the seven young masters sitting cross-legged were like seven shining stars, shining in the sky and starry fields, hooking up into a strange folded line.

Mopan, who was sitting at the front, suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of terrifying aura flashed in his pupils.

The moment Mo Pan opened his eyes, the heavens and the earth roared out with a desolate white tiger roar!