Listening to the grotesque voice, like a beast, fierce mixed with resentment, Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, and then a cold smile passed through the corner of his mouth, and he whispered:

"Are you here?"

The cliff in front of him suddenly rose with a fierce aura, like a sharp sword stabbing into the sky, and at the same time, with a breath of death, the aura of plundering swept in all directions, stirring the wind and clouds in all directions. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom!"

The cliff trembled slightly, making a whimpering sound, and the huge cliff wall appeared with a slight crack, and then the crack cracked in all directions, like a huge spider web, and then the cliff cracked from it!

"Bang bang bang!"

The cliff was completely exploded, and the entire mountain peak, which was as high as a hundred zhang, rose in the air like a huge mushroom cloud, and the gravel rose into the sky, and when it fell, it smashed out a large pit, thousands of feet ahead, completely covered by gray fog.

At the same time, the strong and arrogant aura rose from the place of the cliff, and the gloomy breath swept the entire heaven and earth, Jun Qinghan's pupils shrank, and he felt a trace of pressure.

"Who dares to destroy my Qin family?"

In the air, the breath of old age is cleansed, and the hoarse voice contains monstrous anger.

Then, everyone looked up at the sky, and suddenly four decaying figures appeared, their faces were full of furrows, their bodies were rickety, and their whole bodies were as thin as firewood, but they were full of gloomy and cold breath, which made people breathe sluggishly.

Everyone in the Qin family, their faces glowed, looking at the cold Jun Qinghan, their faces were full of provocation, "My Qin family's guardian has come out, no matter how rampant you are, today is also your death date."

The Great Elder looked at the sky like the figure of an old tree, breathed a sigh of relief, and lay on the ground exhausted.

Jun Qinghan didn't even raise his head, the long sword in his hand was even colder, and his body pulled out a string of afterimages, and while the children of the Qin family were happy, they slaughtered frantically, ruthlessly harvesting their lives.

For a while, the disciples of the Qin family died with a smile like a flower.

In the air, there was a trace of anger in the eyes of the four old men Gu Jing Bubo, his sleeves rolled, and the sharp palm wind went towards Jun Qinghan, and his dry lips spit lightly, but with rising anger:

"Presumptuous!"

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, feeling the fierce momentum behind him, he immediately refracted, and the blood-stained long sword slashed in front of his chest, splitting out a cold blood, like a long rainbow running through the sun.

"Rumble!"

The palm wind and sword swords collided together, making a shocking explosion sound, and the aftermath was like a wave, rolling away in all directions, and at the same time, Jun Qinghan's body was affected by the powerful force of the shock, and his body slid in the air for hundreds of zhang before he stabilized his body.

Looking at the old man in front of him, his pupils constricted.

The four old men are already in their twilight years, as if half of their bodies are as lifeless as soil, standing in the void, but they look vigorous, like thousand-year-old trees, intertwined, and weathered.

The breath of the four people is blended together all the time, and it is very cold!

The realm of the sixth stage of the Blue Flag, but with the breath of the eighth stage of the Blue Flag, made the air temperature drop suddenly, and the bones of the four old men were crisp, like a fierce smile, which made people's spine chill.

Jun Qinghan said expressionlessly:

"Who am I, it turns out that I am just four and a half old immortals who have been cut into the ground!"

The words were frivolous, and they looked at each other proudly, without putting the old man in front of them in their eyes at all, but the blood-stained long sword in his hand was unconsciously replaced by Fang Tian's painting halberd, and the demonic energy spread quietly.

"Huangkou Xiao'er, you dare to let out such wild words, kill my Qin family, the old man will definitely make you suffer from soul refining", the old man at the head said with a grim smile, and at the same time glanced at the great elder below, and felt a little unhappy in his heart, "It's just the fourth stage of the red flag, and it is too hateful for us to take action, is it that there is no one in my huge Qin family?"

Jun Qinghan looked at the four old men in front of him, with an evil smile on his face, his arm raised slightly, and he slowly raised the painting halberd in his hand, forming a huge whirlpool around his body, frantically absorbing the Dao Qi of Fang Yuan.

It's getting darker!

Between heaven and earth, there was a whimpering sound, the ink clouds gathered, the thunder roared, the halberd radiated a pitch-black light, and the demonic energy swept like a rainbow, rushing into the sky.

The four old men looked at the pitch-black halberd, their faces showed surprise, their pupils shrank sharply, and unconsciously, a cold sweat broke out on their backs, they glanced at each other, and made a bold move.

Four people, separated from all directions, isolate the Dao Qi between heaven and earth!

At the same time, the handprint flipped over, and the power of Xuan Ao suddenly imprisoned Jun Qinghan's whole body, "Don't think that the forbidden move is everything, there is no previous momentum, it is just a puddle of mud."

A smile sounded in the air, "When the halberd is raised, they are indeed afraid in their hearts, but Jun Qinghan's current realm, using the halberd to chaos Liuhe, needs to gather momentum!"

Jun Qinghan looked at the void, the sun was high in the sky, it was noon!

There was a hint of a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, "Old horsemen, you are not worthy of my Jun Qinghan to use this trick!"

As he spoke, Jun Qinghan's eyes were slightly closed, his arms were slowly raised, and he was wrapped in black mist, and the breath of nightmarish destruction rose from his palm, and the breath of vast killing seemed to be able to tear the heavens and the earth.

The four old men chuckled in their hearts, "They imprisoned Jun Qinghan's whole body, however, Jun Qinghan raised his arm in their eyes."

In front of the four people, Jun Qinghan let go and let the halberd levitate in the air!

Then the sleeve robe waved, stepping on the air, as if walking leisurely, approached the four old men, "Isn't it strange, why is the space confinement useless to me?"

Jun Qinghan raised one hand high, and the other hand was behind his back, and said with a cruel smile.

The talent of the dragon clan is to cross!

Although Jun Qinghan's current realm cannot comprehend the power of space, he can use the innate power of the divine dragon and the power of the wedding dress to let the power of the dragon clan's crossing flow throughout his body.

Jun Qinghan is not immune to space, but between the swings of his steps, he constantly crosses the space.

The four old men didn't pay attention to Jun Qinghan's words, their confused eyes stared at Jun Qinghan's right hand raised above his head, looking at the black mist shining on his right hand, and felt that the qi and blood in his body were a little chaotic.

The four people, with a sharp glint in their eyes, came towards Jun Qinghan in a square direction......

"Hehe, it's late!"

Jun Qinghan looked at the sun above his head, and said with a playful smile, the black mist in his palm condensed to form a pitch-black lotus platform, and the tyrannical factor emitted heaven and earth, emitting a breath of destruction of the sky and the earth.

On the lotus platform, the lotus slowly emerges!

One leaf!

Two leaves!

......

The nine-leaf black lotus slowly bloomed in the air, and the desolate aura of destruction was flowing under the fragrant fragrance.

Jun Qinghan's fingers swirled around the pitch-black thunder, and in an instant, the thunder spread all over the body, forming a set of pitch-black thunder battle armor, and when the sword and sword shadow slashed, the thunder surged and exposed, completely annihilating it.

The four old men in the air were shocked!

"This, what kind of thunder!"

Jun Qinghan didn't say anything, he swiped his palms and controlled the thunder in his hand, "The black lotus is in full bloom, and the thunder is in its heyday, it is only a few dozen breaths, and he doesn't have much time!"

The sound of thunder made people's backs hairy, and looking at Jun Qinghan in the dark, his pupils were wide open.

Jun Qinghan's face was cold, and the thunder in his hand gathered in the air, forming a huge thunder coffin, emitting a nightmare-like dead breath, Jun Qinghan's voice was slightly desolate:

"Half of it is in the ground, and the other half is also buried!"

As he spoke, his arms shook, and the thunder coffin flew towards the four old men.

The four old men, looking at the coffin smearing the dark afterimage in the air, were shocked, and immediately ran away, "What kind of thunder is this, the breath is not under the halberd, or even surpassed."

In the air, the lid of the coffin slowly opened......

The pale yellow aura of dead silence spread to the four fields, and the speed of the thunder coffin suddenly accelerated!

Jun Qinghan only felt a flicker in front of him, and then heard four terrible screams, and before he could understand what was going on, he suddenly realized that there were four white bones lying in the coffin.

In the air, Jun Qinghan's body shook slightly, and a huge wave set off in his heart, "Originally, he thought that the power of the Heavenly Tomb Flower Thunder was not as strong as the Halberd Chaos Liuhe, but now he realized that its terrifying power can at least go hand in hand, and even surpass the Halberd Chaos Liuhe at the moment when the lotus flower is fully blooming."

Watch the white bones in the coffin shatter inch by inch and disappear into the air!

At the same time, the coffin turned into thunder, and when it returned to his hand, Jun Qinghan looked at the black lotus that was gradually withering in his palm, and his heart swelled with endless joy, "The Heavenly Tomb Flower is indeed worthy of being a thunder that has been inherited through the ages!"

Below Jun Qinghan, everyone was dumbfounded:

The ancestor of his Qin family ended up like this, and he was easily buried in a coffin.

The black-clothed man looking at the sky was like ink, and a deep fear passed through his eyes......