In the main hall, Yun Bo's brows furrowed tightly, looking at the direction of the White Bone Cemetery, his fists clenched together, "What is this little rabbit cub doing in there?" There was a trace of ruthlessness on his face, "If you really absorb the origin of the Cloud Demon Spirit, even if you really break through to the White Flag, for the sake of my Yun Clan's great cause, the clan master will not hesitate!"

In Yun Yi's room, the second master was sipping fragrant tea, with a comfortable "hehe...... White flag, yes, this kid ......"

Looking at the ink thunder in the sky, the Yun clan was shocked, and after a little calculation by the high-level, they knew that someone broke through, and the Yun clan would have a white flag for promotion, which was even more incredible, "When did Yun Keng become the ninth stage of the white flag, it has only been a few days, and the fate catastrophe has come!"

The younger generation of the Yun Clan, there are jealousy and cheers, but they are all unbelievable, "After so many years, there is finally a white flag among the young people of the Yun Clan." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

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In the white bone altar, Jun Qinghan's hands were sealed, constantly consolidating the defense of his body, he felt that this fateful catastrophe was very terrifying, and gradually began to make him jealous and afraid, covered with dragon scales all over his body, and the power containing demon blood flowed all over his body, where the whole person sat cross-legged, constituting a monument of great power in heaven and earth.

Under the dome, hundreds of millions of thunderbolts gathered and condensed into a pitch-black thunder dragon.

"This ...... What's going on?"

While the people in the Yun Clan felt the horror of this fate, they were puzzled, "How can there be a thunder dragon in the fate of the people of the Yun Clan, this ...... When it was the vision of the Canglong clan to break through the fateful tribulation, it was right!"

"Don't worry, the wind is from the tiger and the cloud from the dragon, there is a dragon that shows that this fate is even more terrifying, the classical records of the Juyun clan, when a generation of Lingyun makes a breakthrough, there are visions of dragons", Yun Yi on the side explained unhurriedly, looking like a bamboo in his chest, and everyone who said was stunned, "When Lingyun made a breakthrough, there was a vision of a dragon, why didn't I see this record?"

Rumble!

Just as everyone was amazed, a thunderbolt with the momentum of ten thousand jun, like a long rainbow hitting the moon, went towards the white bone cemetery, making a shocking thunderclap sound.

In the giant hall, the thunder passed through the ancient hall, and suddenly fell on the dragon scales around Jun Qinghan's body, Jun Qinghan snorted, and the place where the body collided with the thunder was filled with a faint smoke, and the dragon scales on his right shoulder appeared a trace of cracking. opened his scarlet eyes, with a slight shock, "The first thunder is so strong, piercing through the defenses around me, and there are eight thunderbolts behind it!"

Staying in the giant hall, Jun Qinghan didn't know that there were more than nine thunderbolts outside, and it was simply a sea area of 100,000 thunders condensed into a majestic thunder.

The wrist flipped over, and several sword soldiers appeared in the palm, condensing around, forming a huge ball to wrap Jun Qinghan in it, and the palm of the palm urged infinite heat, melting the sword soldiers and welding them together, forming a solid defense, as solid as a steel city wall.

Rumble!

Another thunderbolt slashed, the steel defense was instantly annihilated, and the remnants of the black thunder went towards Jun Qinghan's face, but fortunately it was blocked.

The corners of Jun Qinghan's mouth twitched slightly, "This thunder is simply unbreakable, and there are seven more paths behind", thinking of this, the Dao Qi of the whole body surged again, the dragon scales were superimposed layer by layer, and at the same time, the demon blood was guarded on the surface of the body, condensing into a defense belonging to the 'demon'.

Surrounded by thunder in the palm of his hand, a huge coffin appeared.

With a bang, another thunderbolt roared down, Jun Qinghan's eyes stared, and he suddenly pushed the coffin to the thunder, intercepted and killed, the black lotus bloomed, and the vast infinite heaven tomb flowers.

Prosperous!

The earth-shattering loud sound reverberated in the giant hall, and the Heavenly Tomb Flower Thunder was completely cracked after only three breaths, and the power of the ink thunder was still strong and swept away against Jun Qinghan, and the young man's sleeve robe waved and immediately annihilated the thunder, "What is the fear of remnant power?" When he spoke, Jun Qinghan was already preparing for the next big killing move.

The cangdao in his hand is bloodthirsty, with infinite and fierce knife intent, the mighty eight banners, vertical and horizontal, the blood and qi around the body burst out, the murderous aura of the angry sea is monstrous, the power of the seven killing stars is added to the body, Jun Qinghan roared angrily, and the cloud demon is absolutely integrated into the trick of the Seven Killing Gods.

In the giant hall, a scarlet bloodshed was formed, which could deter 100,000 mountains and rivers and attack and kill the Nine Heavens Dome.

"Kill!"

Jun Qinghan let out a wild roar, and the blood shining on the world made a shocking roar, and went towards the thunder that landed under the sky, "I want to see what is terrifying about this thunder from fate, and how much can I be afraid of Jun Qinghan."

With a loud bang, thunder and blood burst into the void, and the aftermath shook the vast void.

Jun Qinghan's complexion changed slightly, and he tried his best to make a move, but he only got such a result, and the power of the thunder was stronger than the other, saying that the power of devouring all around his body was surging, and the surging Dao Qi surging towards Jun Qinghan, helping Jun Qinghan to condense into supreme power.

And under the sky, the thunder rolls.

It seemed to feel the power of Jun Qinghan, and a whimpering sound came from the void sea of thunder, which seemed to be a low anger, which made people tremble.

The faces of the people of the Yun Clan below became very ugly, "It's been so many years...... None of them had ever seen such a terrifying catastrophe, 100,000 thunderbolts were inflicted on their bodies, and the power was more than terrifying compared to the thunder of ordinary people's catastrophes", Yun Yi clenched his fists, looking a little worried, and Yun Xuanxu on the side was excited, and his fighting spirit was boiling, "If Lao Tzu had so many thunderbolts at the beginning, it would be really fucking cool......"

Woo...... Woo......

The void is 100,000, and a terrifying aura descends, thunder shook, and the breath of silence filled the heavens and the earth.

In the giant hall, Jun opened his eyes lightly, his body shook, and the Dao Qi in his palm suddenly condensed a Fang Tian Painting Halberd, the Dao Qi roared like an ocean, his hair flew, and he suddenly let out a long roar, "The halberd is chaotic and Liuhe, and it will be extinguished!"

Rumble Rumble...... Resounding with a sharp and piercing sound, the halberd that shook the heavens and the earth carried the breath of killing and extinction in the spring and autumn for thousands of years, triggering the vision of heaven and earth, and attacking towards the thunder that fell in the sky of 100,000 long days.

"Poof!"

On the white bone altar, Jun Qinghan puffed out a mouthful of blood, and really felt the horror of the thunder, the halberd chaos Liuhe could only block eighty percent, and the obsession in his heart supported him to stand up again, the palm print was flipped, his feet stepped on the void, he raised his eyes to the sky, his eyes looked desolate, and his robe was flying, revealing a trace of domineering power:

"Reverse the Eight Desolations!"

One hundred thousand voids, nine heavens dome, eight footprints suddenly appeared on the ground, one step can crush mountains and rivers, turn over rivers and seas, but the eight footprints in the void are fused together, bursting out of the power of the unparalleled, trampling towards the thunder that crosses the sky, making the sound of hundreds of millions of chariots crushing the void.

There was a loud boom, and the void array was drowned in a cloud of mist.

"This ...... What's going on, when did Yun Keng, this little rabbit cub, become so powerful?"

The corners of Yun Xuanxu's mouth twitched on the side, and he unconsciously glanced at Yun Yi, and found that he was looking at him with a smile, and a chill couldn't help but rise up on his spine, "This...... This, Yun Keng, this kid turned out to be the Dragon Emperor, Jun Qinghan, this kid", Yun Xuanxu suddenly felt that he hadn't learned enough, "Second brother...... He already knew?!"

"The Dragon Emperor snatched the Cloud Demon Spirit, and I must be chasing and killing it among the Yun Clan, this ...... It really makes me anxious!"

In the void, the fog dissipated, the sea of thunder surged, and it seemed that a bigger killing move was brewing, and on the white bone altar, Jun Qing's cold blood was pale, and he was particularly frightened, "The superposition of the Eight Desolations and Eight Seals of the Reverse Rebellion only fought with the Thunder to a draw", and immediately sat down cross-legged, like an old monk in a meditation, and his thin lips lightly spit out the ancient ciphertext:

"The sky is full of vientiane, and it is ancient; Three thousand avenues condense for nine days, and one hundred thousand chaos gathers in the dome...... Qinglian breaks the sky and dissipates a glimmer of life......"

Rumble...... Rumble......

The sound of the ancient cipher chant swept through the eternal sky, feeling the infinite power contained therein, and the void thunder roared and roared, just like the ancient chalky beast, the sea of evil was churning, terrifying, and its three pitch-black thunderbolts suddenly rose from the ground, shaking the world and sweeping away the common people.

On the Yun Clan Square, everyone was shocked, "What is the situation, the fate of the nine thunders, and the last three fall at the same time? so terrifying, who can resist it? It's terrible, Senior Brother Yun Keng is really so strong and induces such a fateful catastrophe against the sky?"

"Break the Ten Thousand Paths, Ling Nine Heavens, Kill the Ancients, Kill Yin and Yang, Enter the Six Paths, Break the Reincarnation ......"

Rumble!

Three thunderbolts thundered down, and the entire void that crossed was crushed into pieces, and the stars and rivers shook with it, and the mountains of the 100,000 territories of mortal dust were broken...... With everyone's gaze, three thunderbolts fell into the White Bone Cemetery at the same time, and the corners of Yun Bo's mouth couldn't help twitching, "Such a terrifying power won't destroy the White Bone Cemetery!"

The thunder passed through the giant hall and landed on the ancient ciphertext suspended around Jun Qinghan's body, sending out a sonorous long sword out of the sheath...... Immediately, the thunder was annihilated, and the ciphertext dissipated.

Jun Qinghan's face was completely bloodless, but he breathed a long sigh of relief, lying on the white bone altar, feeling a trace of excitement, "Styx, you can come over", Jun Qinghan forcibly supported his body and did it, and said with a faint smile to the blood-robed young man outside the giant hall, "Finally survived the catastrophe!"

"Big brother, I don't dare to come over!"

You stood at the door of the giant hall and said pitifully, pointing to the sky above your head.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and immediately got up and walked towards the outside of the giant hall, and found that the heavenly dome in the White Bone Cemetery had already turned into the real Nine Heavens, Jun Qinghan raised his eyes and looked at it, and immediately took a breath of cool air, his hands and feet were cold, "This ...... What the hell is going on here?" No matter how good Jun Qinghan's usual morality is, he can't help but scold at this time.

What is above the head, 100,000 thunders, 100,000 thunders!

Nine thunderbolts made him feel painful, but there were 100,000 thunderbolts here, the robe was flying, Jun Qinghan glared at the sky angrily, and shouted in a low voice, "Thief God!"

The breath in his body sank, and Jun Qinghan realized that his realm had not reached the realm of the white flag, and he was still at the peak of the black flag, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It seems that I am empty and happy, this day...... It's too pitiful, but I'm sworn to survive this catastrophe!"

With the breath of the sky, the man raised his eyes to the sky and pointed angrily at the nine heavens, "Since there are 100,000 thunders, I will use you to cast my army inheritance!"