Jun Qinghan's pupils shrank sharply, the black dragon scales around his body were covered with rubbing, and his fists were sweating, comparable to the fists of celebrities, he couldn't avoid it, and he couldn't escape, it was life or death, a matter of an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the fist was slammed towards him, Jun Qinghan suddenly roared, and the nightmare painting halberd in his hand stabbed out.

The demon soldiers vibrated and made a whimpering sound, containing anger, full of blood, and the majestic demonic qi surging up, like an ocean of anger, injecting infinite power into the demon soldiers.

"Khooth!"

The Demon Owl's blade collided with the Golem's Iron Fist.

"Woohoo...... Whew......"

The holy golem roared, full of pain, and the pitch-black light of its eyes became more and more intense.

At the moment when the Nightmare Demon Soldier came into contact with the Holy Golem's Iron Fist, the Demon Soldier was incomparably cold, easily penetrating the fist surface of the Holy Golem's Iron Fist, running all the way down, and finally piercing through the Holy Golem's shoulder.

At the same time, Jun Qinghan was shocked by the terrifying force of the shock, only to feel that his breath was stagnant, his whole body qi and blood were retrograde, and with a grunt, the arm holding the nightmare painting halberd was directly dislocated.

Blood spurted out, like a kite with a broken string, falling from the sky.

The holy puppet roared, but the white-robed ancient offering was laughing, and the divine soldier chased by tens of billions of people on the mainland was in the arm of his Heavenly Clan holy puppet at this moment.

The dry palms were sealed, and he immediately ordered Jun Qinghan to be killed. As soon as the white-robed ancient offering handprint was received, Qin Yinfeng stabbed the white-robed ancient enshrinement in the left chest with a shot, and the man's hair flew and he roared wildly:

"Die!"

As he spoke, his arm shook, and the spear pierced through the chest of the white-robed Gu Worship only between the lightning and flint.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

In the void, a series of golden resonances suddenly sounded, and the white-robed ancient worship was held against his chest by Qin Yinfeng with a divine spear and kept retreating, but the corners of his mouth showed a cold smile.

Qin Yinfeng's complexion changed slightly, and he tore the robe of the white robe Gu with one shot...... I saw that under the robe, the white-robed Gu Feng was wearing a silver-white armor, covering the whole body, and there was only a dent on the left chest and heart.

Holding the spear, Qin Yinfeng's spear tore towards the neck of the white-robed ancient worship, and the spear did not cut half of the sky, when he suddenly heard a terrible voice of the dragon behind him, his heart trembled, and he suddenly turned around.

Jun Qinghan fell from the sky, but the steel holy puppet chased after him, and went towards Jun Qinghan in anger and madness, and kept his fist in Jun Qinghan's eyes, at this time, it was like a hundred thousand mountains, and the head fell.

Suddenly, in front of Jun Qinghan, an old figure appeared, with a pitch-black robe, silver-white hair, and wrinkles on his face that looked more and more vicissitudes.

Jun Qinghan's complexion changed drastically, looking at Xiao Wanjun in front of him, his heart suddenly became extremely frightened, with a roar, his body changed suddenly, and he turned into Jackie Chan in an instant, and his body was covered with pitch-black scales.

The dragon's body shook and swayed in front of Xiao Wanjun.

The dragon's tail twitched, from top to bottom, slightly inclined towards the iron fist of the holy golem......

The holy puppet roared angrily, its fist changed direction in the air without the slightest pause, and smashed towards the dragon's tail that came from the whip, the power was extremely terrifying, as if it could shake the heavens and shake the mountain.

Xiao Wanjun's face changed greatly, "Han'er!"

The old man's frightened cry did not fall, and the dragon's tail and the holy golem's iron fist had already collided together, making a crackling sound.

The pitch-black reverse dragon roared in pain, and the bones on the tail of the dragon's body were shattered and misplaced, and the part hit by the holy puppet iron fist had already exposed the white bones in the opposite direction.

Bright red blood fell from the sky like a curtain of rain.

At the same time, being bombarded by the terrifying power of the Iron Fist, the entire thousand-zhang dragon body was blasted into the Nine Heavens Dome, and the direction was directly above the Dragon Killing Cliff.

The joy at the corner of the white-robed Gu Worship's original mouth instantly froze, and his voice was hoarse and sad, "Conspiracy, Jun Qinghan's conspiracy", the palm of his hand instantly sealed, and he commanded the holy puppet to intercept and kill Jun Qinghan again.

I was nervous, "This little thief, with the help of the power of the holy puppet, rushed directly into the top of the Dragon Killing Cliff, so deep in his scheming, I almost fell into his hands!"

"Kill!"

At the moment when the holy golem was stepping towards the void against the dragon, below the void, there was a sudden burst of infinite anger and mottled killing intent.

In front of the holy puppet, Xiao Junshou was dressed in a big red robe, holding a scarlet Blood Killing Divine Knife, and behind the holy puppet, Sin Qianqiu limped and shook, and the magic knife in his hand was surrounded by pitch-black flames.

The Sin King Killing God roared, and instantly threw out the weapon in his hand, intercepting and killing the holy puppet, and at the same time, his figure frustrated and pursued the holy puppet in the rear.

At the same time, with a swipe of the thin-bladed long knife in Yan Chaiyun's hand, a colorful wild goose phantom suddenly appeared above the holy golem, and the wild goose gathered to form a huge barrier to prevent the holy golem from rising.

Qin Yinfeng's hair flew, throwing away the spear, holding a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, revealing a shocking sharpness, wiping it towards the neck of the white-robed ancient worship, and at the same time, the heavenly painting halberd in the hand of the battle blood nightmare was shocked, and he also slashed towards the white-robed ancient worship.

"Boom!"

The holy puppet roared, its body was as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains, and with a bang, it directly shattered the Bailing defenses, and the holy puppet continued to rise, but its speed did slow down a lot.

At this time, the Blood Killing God Knife and the Demon Dao slashed and slashed.

The holy puppet was shocked, and grabbed the magic knife in the air with one hand, but the other hand was still pierced by the demon soldiers, so he had to let the blood killing knife slash into his chest.

"Hiss!"

The sparks were chaotic, and the steel body of the holy golem was still not split, but the body was stopped under the impact of the Blood Killing Divine Knife.

In the void, the pitch-black dragon body had fallen from the sky and headed towards the top of the dragon slaying cliff......

The holy golem roared, and the soles of his feet accelerated again, heading towards Jun Qinghan. The soles of his feet were exerted, but he found that his feet were not raised, and he bowed his head slightly, and suddenly realized that the king of sin and the god of killing had grabbed one of the iron feet of the holy puppet.

"Get out!"

Sin Qianqiu and Xiao Jun screamed wildly, and their whole bodies suddenly surged with strong strength, and their muscles bulged, as if they could shake the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, they exerted their strength and directly threw the holy puppet out.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang in the mountains below, and the pitch-black iron shell fell down the mountain range, smashing out a large crater.

The white-robed Gu Worship's face changed greatly, his palms were sealed, and he roared at the same time, "Get out of here!"

Before the words fell, his pupils shrank sharply, and he felt the infinite killing power in his back, and his body suddenly frustrated in the air, avoiding the sharp painting halberd soldier, but because of this avoidance, he collided with Qin Yinfeng's long sword.

The corners of Qin Yinfeng's mouth outlined a smile, and the long sword wiped his throat away.

"Whew!"

The long sword was cold, cutting through the skin of the neck, but at the moment when it cut through the blood vessels of the White Flag Ancient Worship, Qin Yinfeng was thrown out, and a steel puppet appeared in front of the White Robe Ancient Worship.

On the iron arm of the holy puppet, there are still nightmare demon soldiers.

The white-robed Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, suddenly roared, grabbed the Nightmare Demon Soldier with one hand, and made a terrible sound, "The Nightmare Demon Soldier, my Nightmare Demon Soldier, he is mine, it's mine!"

As he spoke, the eyes of the white-robed Gu Worship were instantly infected by demonic energy, and he pulled out the Demon Owl Demon Soldier, looked at the people in the void, and laughed maniacally.

The white-robed ancient worship held the Nightmare Demon Soldier in his hand, and his momentum skyrocketed, and he had already surpassed the strength of the famous place, and his arm shook, and he directly cut off the invalid arm of the holy puppet, and then came towards the people in the void with a bang.

"Boom!"

The pitch-black reverse dragon, the thousand-zhang body suddenly fell on the top of the dragon-killing cliff. The dragon's blood-red eyes looked at the vast four fields, it was an eternal desolation, the dragon claws probed in the air, and let out a desolate dragon groan, sweeping the four fields, sweeping the void for thousands of miles.

Here, the top of the Dragon Cliff!

Back then, before the fall of the Dragon Emperor, a Thunder Dragon Absolute God Array was arranged on the top of the cliff, and with the original realm and the Owl Dragon Absolute God Array, the ancient name could be easily killed. Sadly, until he died, he did not set foot on the top of the Dragon Slaying Cliff again.

Below, the white-robed ancient worship laughed, he had completely fallen into the demon, looking at the people in the void, revealing a rude smile, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a man in a blood robe, the demon soldiers shook, and then chased and killed Xiao Jun.

At the top of the dragon cliff, Jun Qinghan sighed slightly, and the dragon emperor's order appeared in his palm, and the mighty golden holy mangs shone on the nine heavens.

Jun Qinghan's eyes were slightly closed, and he silently recited the dragon mantra, and his handprints kept flipping......

"Buzz...... Hum ...... "On the top of the dragon cliff, a pitch-black dragon altar slowly emerged from the mountain, and on the pitch-black altar, nine pitch-black dragons were depicted, with teeth and claws, as if they were going to reverse the chaos.

The corners of his mouth outlined a smile, "It's been more than twenty years, and the big array is intact!"

"Stinky boy, Lao Tzu can save your life, hurry up for me!"

In the void, Xiao Junshu roared angrily, the blood-colored figure ran wildly in the void, constantly changing directions in circles, and behind him, the white-robed ancient worship and the holy puppet were in hot pursuit, and if there was a slight difference, he would die in Huangquan.

A smile appeared between Jun Qinghan's eyebrows, and he immediately tore his wrist, and scarlet blood flowed down his palm, dripping onto the Owl Dragon Altar......