Hundred miles of void, resounding through the crazy laughter of the sinful Qianqiu, like the mighty rolling thunder on a sunny summer day, shook the hearts of the seven ancient worshippers, and inexplicably felt infinite crisis. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Longbow senior, thank you here!"

In the void, the figure of the Sin King was slightly embarrassed, his head was hot and yellow, and the anger in his body had long been extinguished by the Suzaku Yan. However, the anger and killing intent in his eyes became more and more wild, the lame vibrate, and the sound of thumping was like the funeral sound of hell, full of the breath of endless destruction.

"If you have the ability, you are forming a seven-star array", the sin king's words were cold and piercing, and the magic knife in his hand shook, exuding a clear black light.

"Hmph, sin Qianqiu, you don't want to be rampant, if it weren't for the Yu Clan, you would have died in the Vermilion Bird Yan, where is your turn to show off your power here", in the void, there was a trace of jealousy in the eyes of the black robe Gu worship, but he pouted and said. looked at the King of Sin in the void mockingly, "Relying on others to break the formation, what kind of ability is it." ”

Sin Qianqiu smiled indifferently, the magic knife swept across the sky, and the entire airspace collapsed instantly, and a shocking light slashed towards the furious defense.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

The rivers and mountains wept, the thunder shook, and the white flags of the eight ancient clans outside the anger defense were terrified, looking at the infinitely enlarged sword in front of them, as fast as lightning, like an endless storm, overthrowing Chutian.

Library ...... Storehouse...... Kuku ......"

Dozens of white flags, but before they had time to scream, they were crushed by the roaring knives, and their entire bodies turned into powder.

The sword was still powerful, and then smashed the anger defense, and the dry clutch grabbed in the air, but in an instant, Jun Qinghan had been thrown to the side of the feather longbow by Sin Qianqiu, and said with a light smile:

"Elder Longbow, Jun Qinghan has been handed over to you", before the words fell, his head had already turned to the other side, and he stared coldly at the Seven Great Ancient Offerings, revealing endless anger in his words:

"Leave the rest to me!"

Before the words fell, the Sin King let out a long roar, turning into a pitch-black demon star and heading towards the Seven Great Ancient Offerings.

"Hmph, sin Qianqiu, do you really think that he can keep Jun Qinghan, today, this demon barrier will definitely die", the white-robed Gu Worship smiled contemptuously, and his dry palm waved lightly in the air.

Suddenly, four of the seven ancient offerings slashed towards the sin Qianqiu, but the other three ancient offerings were heading towards Jun Qinghan, looking at the feather longbow holding a golden war bow in the air and smiling contemptuously, even if he used some kind of secret method to improve his strength, but compared to the ancient offerings, he was at most on an equal footing.

"The Feather Clan can't do it, so what about adding my Yan Clan?"

In the vast sky, a dull voice sounded, under the golden holy glow in the sky, colorful feathers shone brightly, covering the entire vast land, and a young man wearing a crown of wild goose feathers slowly appeared in the sky.

"Who are you, thief?"

The red-robed Gu Worship looked at Yan Nangui with an indifferent expression, "It's up to you, I also want to insert a bar, I'm afraid I don't have that ability!"

"Presumptuous!"

After Yan Nan returned, there was a violent roar, and the desolate killing intent instantly radiated out, and the wild goose chasing the clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, with a thin figure, but it contained infinite terrifying power, staring at the red-robed ancient worship with a cold face:

"He is the patriarch of my Yan clan!"

The red-robed Gu worship's heart shook slightly, "When did the wild goose chase the clouds, when did he become so strong", and suddenly smiled coldly, "When did the wild goose clan fall like this, and let a purple flag boy be the patriarch."

"Hehe, it seems that the patriarch of the Yan clan doesn't have the courage to let that waste of the Yan clan succeed him as the patriarch?"

Yan Nangui smiled contemptuously and looked at the three ancient offerings indifferently.

"Say more, there is no doubt about it, let's see the real chapter under my hands", the red-robed ancient worship smiled indifferently, and slashed towards the wild goose chasing the clouds, and at the same time, the gray-robed ancient worship went towards the Yu clan Yu longbow.

And the Qingpao Ancient Offering was a step forward and fell in front of Jun Qinghan.

In an instant, the situation changed, and before Jun Qinghan could react, he fell into a situation of life and death.

In this way, the remaining Qingpao Gu worship will be unbeatable.

"Hehe, Lord Dragon Emperor, don't struggle, you can't escape the sky, or accept your fate, just ask Yang Haogu, how many people can transcend reincarnation, and you are no exception!"

The Qingpao Gu Feng said with a smile, his palm was as sharp as a knife, and he slashed towards Jun Qinghan.

Jun Qinghan's heart was shocked, his body was covered with dragon scales, looking at the sharp palm knife, the hairs on his body stood up, facing the ancient worship of the clan, the dignified white flag powerhouse, Jun Qinghan did not even have the qualifications to escape.

"Khooth!"

Suddenly, the sharp palm knife of the Qingpao Gu was in the air, and suddenly a trace of blood rushed out, the dry palm couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a golden arrow feather was inserted on the back of the hand.

I saw that above the sky, the feather longbow showed a contemptuous smile, and the golden war bow in his hand shone brightly, "Hehe, you have forgotten the ancestors of my Yu clan, when Yi shot nine heavens, he killed the nine ancient masters with one move."

At the beginning of the war, a sword of the feather longbow shot towards the gray robe ancient offering, and the golden arrow feather flying knife was in the air, but it was suddenly divided into two, one arrow continued to advance, and the other arrow went straight to the green robe ancient worship.

The green robe ancient worship sleeve robe waved, wiped the wound on the palm, retracted the palm into the sleeve robe with a slight tremble, and looked at the feather longbow gloomily.

"Why are you so stupid, do you think the wounds left by my Feather Clan's Golden Arrow Feather are so easy to deal with?"

The Yu Zhan singer hooked his sideburns with his fingers, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The face of the Qingpao Gu Worship changed slightly, and he clicked the acupuncture point on his right shoulder, sealing the entire right arm, and at the same time, his left palm waved abruptly, and a sharp wind blade cut through the void and slashed towards Yu Zhange.

The face of the feather longbow changed drastically, and an arrow was shot, and it rushed towards the feather war song.

Suddenly, the tide of battle changed abruptly......

The three ancient worshippers suddenly used the young masters of the two clans to restrain the feather longbow and the wild goose chasing the clouds, and at the same time besieged and killed the four old men who were guilty of a thousand years, the purple-robed ancient worship let out a long roar, and his body was like thunder, and he went towards Jun Qinghan to slash and kill.

In the blink of an eye, it was only a hundred feet away from Jun Qinghan.

Sin Qianqiu's face changed greatly, and he walked towards Jun Qinghan, but he was dragged by the other three elders, and the Sin King's eyes were hideous, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and with a long roar, the magic knife in his hand broke through the air.

"Hula!"

The magic knife cut through the void, the battle heaven was broken, and between the lightning and flint, it stopped the expression of the purple robe ancient worship, and the sword of the tyrant tilted out like a raging sea.

The purple-robed Gu Worship's complexion changed slightly, and the soaring figure immediately squatted in place, his pupils constricted.

However, at the moment when the magic knife was shot, the attack power of the white-robed ancient worship and the yellow-robed ancient offering suddenly increased, like a violent storm, while the earthly ancient worship in the black robe was stomping towards Jun Qinghan.

"Sin, now I see what you throw?"

The white-robed ancient worship laughed, his palms flipped over, and he kept sealing towards the sin.

Sin Qianqiu's body suddenly burned with anger again, and he chased towards the black-robed ancient worship, and there was a trace of anxiety in his bloody eyes.

"I'm afraid it's too late!"

The yellow-robed ancient worshipper laughed, waved his arms, and opened towards the sky, as if chanting an ancient incantation, making the breath of heaven and earth suddenly thick and full of desolate and majestic aura.

In front of Sin, there are three huge mountains abruptly stretching across the sky, blocking the way of Sin.

Sin Qianqiu's eyes widened, and the anger around his body burst out, and the two fists were squeezed sonorously, like two iron hammers, smashing the mountain peaks, each punch shook the heavens and the earth, and the infinite terrifying power burst out, shaking the peak.

"Boom...... Bang...... Rumble......"

The two fists shook the huge mountain, and the rocks slid down, but in three circles, the horizontal mountain peaks rattled, and they had cracked, and the sin Qianqiu suddenly roared, and the figure suddenly rose high, and the fist burst out of the pale yellow black flames, like a demon king of the world, and smashed down with a bang.

"Bang!"

The heavens and the earth were vast, and the peak of ten thousand zhang collapsed, startling the sky full of smoke and dust, which frightened the yellow-robed ancient worshippers dumbfounded, "He, he actually shattered the mountain peak with three fists, so terrifying power!"

The mountain peak collapsed, and Sin Qianqiu rushed towards Jun Qinghan like lightning, looking ahead, his pupils shrank sharply:

The black-robed ancient worship, less than ten zhang away from Jun Qinghan, his hand was like a grinding plate, under the cover of Jun Qinghan's head, the sin Qianqiu suddenly let out a long howl, but the anger was full of powerlessness, even if he had the means to reach the sky, he could not rescue.

Looking at the giant palm above his head, Jun Qinghan's heart appeared a trace of tranquility, not that he didn't want to resist, but he was really a powerful ant, and he couldn't escape under the feet of the elephant.

"Khooth!"

At the moment when the giant palm fell, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and the black-robed Gu Worship figure shook in the air, looking at Jun Qinghan's back, his brows furrowed slightly, and at the same time he rubbed his palm that had been cut out of a blood groove.

With a "bang", a halberd fell from the sky and was inserted into the top of the mountain peak at everyone's feet, only to see that the mountain peak was gradually cracking and collapsing in breathing.

Behind Jun Qinghan, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared, his expression was arrogant, his palm was held in the air, Fang Tian's halberd was held in his hand again, and the divine soldier fell in the air, tearing out the spark, directly burning the void.

"Who are you?"

The black-robed Gu worshiped and roared.

Jun Qinghan frowned slightly, turned to look at the man-haired man diagonally above, and said in confusion: "Is it him?!"

"Nightmare!"

The man-haired man waved his sleeve robe, and said indifferently, the halberd in his hand vibrate, revealing a trace of desolate killing intent.

"Battle Blood ......Nightmare" The black-robed Gu worshipper frowned slightly, and then his pupils shrank, "Battle Blood Nightmare, the god of a hundred soldiers, disappeared after appearing in Tianyuan Academy four years ago, I didn't expect to appear here today!"

"Get out!"

Looking at the white lotus pattern on the forehead of the Battle Blood Nightmare, the black-robed Gu Offering suddenly let out a long sigh, "Although his Battle Blood Nightmare is a legend, his current strength is still some distance away from their ancient offerings!"

"Sin King, hard work!"

The battle blood tare raised his eyebrows, and he didn't even look at the black-robed ancient offerings.

"It turns out that you are a battle blood nightmare, don't you want to drop anything, did you bring wine?" Sin Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jun was unharmed.

"Hmph, today, you all have to die, and you still want to drink, it's just wishful thinking", the black-robed Gu Worship was furious, staring at the sin and the blood of war, and said coldly.

The battle blood nightmare remained unchanged, and he still looked at the sin calmly:

"Don't worry, someone will bring it!"