The aura of the entire venue silently became heavy, like a huge mountain mountain breaking and pressing down. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info made the faces of all the people present cold, their breathing stagnant, and Zhang Huang looked at the four directions in a panic.

"Jun Qinghan!"

Someone exclaimed, obviously seeing Jun Qinghan, his voice was full of sharpness, and the terrifying aura of a dragon that escaped from prison was exactly what Jun Qinghan exuded. Jun Qinghan stood there quietly, but it was like an insurmountable mountain.

"It seems that you have a good reputation for murder!"

Huang Yu on the side, swept over the frightened figures of everyone, pouted and smiled, "Look at these people, they are obviously very jealous of you, the dragon clan has a very high status on the mainland."

"But the dragon clan is in trouble, who doesn't watch from the wall", Jun Qing smiled coldly, "The world is good at life and evil, and is afraid of evil, and only wants to live for a while;

As he spoke, Jun Qinghan's sleeve robe moved, and the entire venue suddenly fell into a violent storm, strangling the Quartet with the power of destroying the withering and decaying. The faces of the tens of thousands of people surging in the venue were cold one by one, and the pigs and wolves fled suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, the venue was empty!

In the middle of heaven and earth, the territory of yellow mud shook, the scorched earth was constantly crushed, the peak of yellow mud was leveled by the seven ancient ancestors, the iron hooves of the eight banners shook, and the chariot rumbled and crushed over, such as a steel dragon sweeping the territory of yellow mud, directly shaking the immortal burial hall in the center of the territory of yellow mud.

"They're going to get in!"

Looking at the vast and mysterious land, Huang Yu said silently, "I don't know if with the power of the Immortal Burial Palace, can we block the power of the Seven Ancient Ancestors, in that Immortal Burial Palace, there is definitely an immortal source, if the Ancient Ancestors cannot be left at this moment, the Eight Banners Ancient Clan will be invincible in the world."

Jun Qinghan shook his head, "There are thousands of emperors, the seven ancient ancestors are in line with the Xiaoqing Lotus Array, and the ten great monarchs are all supreme, and they may not be able to defeat the ancient ancestors."

Each of the seven ancient ancestors has the strength of being alone.

Rumble...... Rumble...... Airplanes......

In the territory of the yellow mud, the people of the Eight Banners have gathered on the periphery of the immortal burial hall, and the black pressure is overwhelming, which is extremely shocking, and the palace made of yellow mud stands there, making a low roar.

Feeling the power of the Yellow Clay Palace, the Seven Great Ancient Ancestors frowned slightly, and waved out the Yellow Clay Giant Gate that was thinking about the Immortal Burial Hall with one palm.

Airplanes!

With a muffled sound, a mysterious power was permeated in the yellow mud palace, and when it was about to swallow the palm of the ancient ancestor, the breath became more and more condensed, although it was added to the yellow mud, it was like the nine heavens and the moon, unattainable.

"It seems that this Immortal Burial Hall is also a trouble," the Ancient Ancestor of the Water Tribes said silently.

"Hmph, anyone who stands in our way will be crushed", the ancient ancestors of the Earth Clan snorted, "Since this immortal burial hall doesn't let me enter, blast him open, thousands of years have passed, is it possible that it is still as brilliant as it was back then?"

"That's the only way, we are not destined people, if we want to enter this immortal burial hall, we can only use brute force to completely crush him", the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Clan said silently.

"The Little Green Lotus Array can't break him!"

Yu Qianjue was sitting on the previous chariot at this time, and said with a little cough, "But to cast the Qinglian Formation, you need a blood sacrifice", between words, Yu Qianjue's sickly face had a chilling smile.

"Blood sacrifice?"

The Heavenly Clan Ancient Ancestor frowned and asked, "How many blood sacrifices do you need to operate the Blue Lotus Formation?"

"Ahem...... Ahem...... Millions of people!"

Yu Qianjue stepped down from the chariot and said flatly, "It takes at least a million people's blood to have enough strength to operate the Qinglian Formation, otherwise even if the Qinglian Formation is forcibly operated, I can't help but be counterattacked and die, and the power of the Qinglian Formation is far inferior to the Little Qinglian Formation."

"Millions of people...... Then a million people!"

The Ancient Ancestor of the Heavenly Clan said silently, and several other powerhouses of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan also nodded, in order to break the Immortal Burial Hall, for the sake of the Immortal Source inside, they did not hesitate to do it, let alone a million miles, even if it was tens of millions, they would not hesitate to pay this price!"

"I'll go," said the ancient ancestor of the Yue clan, "In this heavenly land, thousands of miles away from the eastern district, there is a cloud city, which can accommodate millions of people, and it will only take a quarter of an hour to come and go."

A faint smile appeared on the face of the Yue Clan Ancient Ancestor.

"Don't forget the existence of the Monarchs", the Ancient Ancestor of the Heavenly Clan said calmly, "If you really run to Cloud City alone, the next moment you will be besieged by the Ten Great Sovereigns, but with a breath, you will have no life."

"Hmph, am I still afraid that they won't succeed, how can I get the immortal source?"

The Yue Clan Ancient Ancestor scolded coldly.

"Don't be careless", the Ancient Ancestor of the Heavenly Clan frowned, and his voice became sharp, "It doesn't matter if you die, but if you dare to delay the seizure of the Immortal Yuan, it will affect your Yue Clan!"

"You ......"

Looking at the Heavenly Clan Ancient Ancestor, the Yue Clan's Ancient Ancestor's eyes were filled with this trace of anger, and he said for a long time, "Then what do you say, the ten great monarchs are inseparable, can they be killed?"

"Let's go to Cloud City together!"

The ancient ancestor of the Ze clan said, "In this way, the ten great monarchs will not dare to attack, and at the same time, we will lay a ban here, plus the small Qinglian formation, and protect the people of the Eight Banners, so that the time for the ten great monarchs to break the ban is enough for us to travel back and forth here."

The Ancient Ancestors nodded silently.

Immediately, the Seven Ancient Ancestors and Yu Qianjue attacked at the same time, laying down an absolute defense on the periphery of the Yellow Ni Territory, and the prohibition made the surrounding Yellow Ni Territory seem to be wrapped in millions of steel mountains.

"It's finally time for a blood sacrifice", Jun Qinghan said silently at the venue, "The mainland is about to be stained red with blood, from this moment on, it's a pity that an ancient big city has millions of lives!"

Looking at the seven figures, leaving like a rainbow, Huang Yu also shook his head.

The expressions of the two did not change much, since it was the catastrophe of heaven and earth, there must be a blood wash, and the seven ancient ancestors shot at the same time, if the ten great monarchs did not stop it, no one in the world would have the ability to save the lives of those million people.

No one has to ignore it.

In the end, there was no figure of the ten great monarchs on Cloud City, they disappeared, and they had not appeared for many days, and the Seven Great Ancient Ancestors also got their wish, and the huge palm waved down, as if crushing the grinding plate of heaven and earth, completely destroying Cloud City, and the humming sound was endless.

In Cloud City, a sharp and frightened voice came out, unable to resist the terrifying power.

Under the gloomy sky, a formation appeared, extremely ferocious, in which endless blood flowed, as well as white bones, between the operation of the formation, the terrible screams of mortals resounded, which was terrifying.

People all over the world looked at this scene and couldn't help but be filled with righteous indignation, "Although there are great evildoers among them, they have never seen such a massacre, and they have not felt the slightest guilt for their own selfish interests."

The formation above the cloud city gradually filled with a blood-colored light curtain, enveloping the entire cloud city, and every trace of blood seemed to contain thousands of unjust souls.

The blood-colored light curtain was like a huge meat grinder, and where the light curtain swayed, everyone inside didn't have time to resist before it burst into a blood mist, and the blood all over it merged into the blood curtain.

It makes that formation more and more red!

In just a few breaths, the millions of people in the cloud city were wiped out, and the bloodlines of the whole body were absorbed by the formation above the cloud peak, and the city that spanned thousands of miles was now in ruins, empty, full of dead silence and desolation.

The Seven Great Ancient Ancestors smiled coldly, dragged the formation, and thought about the heavens and the earth again.

"Blood and killing make the name of the strong!"

Looking at the departing backs of the Seven Great Ancient Ancestors, Jun Qinghan shook his head and sighed, "It is difficult for a good person to reach the end of his life;

The strong will inevitably ignore the lives of the common people.

Jun Qinghan couldn't help but shake his head, even if it is a powerful monarch, there is no good or bad, seven kills of monarchs, hatred of blood, Shangguan is ruthless, once slaughtered all directions, his hands are stained with blood, and his feet are like mountains of bones.

Ten monarchs, which one is not so.

Killing one is a crime, slaughtering 10,000 is a male, and slaughtering 9 million is a male among males!

..................

In the middle of heaven and earth, the Seven Ancient Ancestors returned in the clouds, and with the wave of their robes, they lifted the prohibition in the Yellow Clay Territory. A blood-red bead in the palm of the Ancient Ancestor of the Heavenly Clan was extremely dazzling and full of monstrous aura.

"This is the Blood Sacrifice Bead, which contains what you want", said the Ancient Ancestor of the Heavenly Clan, and threw the Blood Sacrifice Bead to Yu Qianjue.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Yu Qianjue put the Blood Sacrifice Bead in his hand and played with it, and a trace of blush rose on his pale face, and he looked a little excited, "Blood Sacrifice Bead, the blood and soul of millions of people, with it, I will definitely make the Qinglian Formation shine all over the world!"

Immediately, the imperial thousand absolute sleeve robe waved, the ten fingers quickly met, and a trace of vague breath surged around the body, and the chariot behind him suddenly shook, and once again split into tens of thousands of divine swords, exuding a vast and majestic power.

The robe is flying, the hair is crazy, in the territory of yellow mud, hundreds of formations are superimposed on the body of Yu Qianjue, making a whining sound, shaking the heavens and the earth, the tens of thousands of long swords are under the control of Yu Qianjue, the sword is full of light, filling the void, forming a majestic formation, such as a green lotus, shocking sword qi, wrapping the immortal burial hall.

Airplanes...... Buzzing...... Rumble......

Within the territory of tens of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, all the towers shook at this moment, making earth-shattering sounds, and majestic power diffused out from the towers, making the territory within a radius of thousands of miles a dead domain.

Under the vibration of the tower, the aura emitted by the divine sword that enveloped the Immortal Burial Hall became more and more domineering.

Outside the Immortal Burial Hall, Yu Qianjue's face was as pale as paper, and he coughed constantly, and he could look at the blue lotus formation formed by the ten thousand swords connecting the tower above his head, like a peerless lotus flower, swaying in the air.

In Yu Qianjue's eyes, he showed a look of ecstasy, held the blood sacrifice bead in his hand, and threw it into the Qinglian formation.

Blood flowed, and Qinglian whimpered.

When the blood sacrifice bead entered the Qinglian formation, it broke silently, only to see the monstrous evil qi swept out, and the scarlet blood stained the entire green lotus, which was extremely red.

For a while, the Blue Lotus Formation turned into the Red Lotus Formation.

And at the moment when the blood in the Blood Sacrifice Bead completely stained the Red Blue Lotus Formation, the swaying lotus flower in the void shone brightly and slowly bloomed in the void......