The entire Lingxiao Empire is completely crazy!

Jun Qinghan returned to the Lingxiao Empire for half a month, but he destroyed the Qin family by himself, and 100,000 explosives fell into the mountains of thousands of miles, and in the Red Maple Mountain Range, he slaughtered 100,000 people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

To the Red Maple Hundred Pavilion, at the same time send out a blood cold post!

The streets and alleys, the Qinglou Tavern, and even inside and outside the court, are talking about Jun Qinghan, but they don't mention the word human slaughter, and many people are worried in their hearts, if Jun Qinghan can kill the Red Maple Hundred Pavilion, who will be the next target?

All the gambling houses in the Lingxiao Empire, the big opening market, is Jun Qinghan winning, or is Red Maple Baige winning?

And the Red Maple Mountain Range is as dead silent!

In the Lingxiao Palace, Ling Zhan was dressed in a purple and gold dragon robe, dragging to the ground, sitting firmly on the dragon chair of the golden sword horse, looking at the generals below, quite a style of guiding the world.

"General Wen, you are my confidant of Ling Zhan, and I summoned you today just for one thing."

"It all depends on the emperor's order, the ministers are dedicated to the country, and they are willing to smear their livers and brains", His Royal Highness Jin Luan, the general was dressed in military uniform, standing on top of the court, and did not bow down, and his whole body was wrapped in armor, leaving only two eyes.

"Now, Tianji Hou is fighting against the kamikaze prime minister on the front line, and he has begun to reverse the decline of our army, but inside my empire, it is precarious, there are powerful inside, there are sects outside, and there is no shortage of thieves who want to steal the country", on the dragon chair, Ling Zhan was not angry and self-endangered, "General Wen is the commander of the forbidden army of my palace, and his strength is outstanding, but he is willing to share my worries?"

"Your Majesty praises falsely, and the ministers are afraid, but if Your Majesty has an order, the ministers should sacrifice their lives and forget about death."

"Order, Wen Yuanhan, the commander of the forbidden army, commands the 100,000 forbidden troops in the imperial city, and ambushes the Red Maple Mountain Range within a hundred miles, if the people slaughter Jun Qinghan and win the battle, you should wave your army to level the Red Maple Mountain Range, if Jun Qinghan is defeated, you should return to Beijing quickly!"

"No!"

Dressed in military uniform, General Wen withdrew from the Jinluan Palace and left!

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Outside the Red Maple Mountain Range, Xiao Suo was lonely, except for the disciples who usually guarded the mountain gate, there was no one to see.

"Kick ...... Pedal Kick!"

In the distance, together with the dust, galloping forward, soaring up the sky of smoke and dust.

"Who is coming, this is the Red Maple Hundred Pavilions, if you take a step forward, don't blame us for being ruthless", at the foot of the Baige Mountain, the disciples who guarded the mountain gate suddenly chuckled in their hearts, and shouted inwardly, for fear that it was Jun Qinghan who came, and their lives would be gone.

"Dead open!"

The fierce horse leaped, without the slightest scruples, but quickened the pace of his feet, rushed through the gate at the bottom of the mountain, and headed towards the top of the mountain.

"Presumptuous, dare to lie here, you won't die!" The disciple guarding the gate looked at the fierce horse above his head, was furious, and with a cushion of footsteps, he drew his sword and slashed towards the four hooves of the fierce horse.

I only heard the sound of a crackling horsewhip, and the disciple guarding the gate suddenly fell from the air, a horsewhip mark appeared on his arm, and the long sword flew to the side, crying bitterly, and the arm was broken when the whip fell.

Looking at the figure rushing towards the top of the mountain, the disciple guarding the gate suddenly held back the severe pain and sent out a signal.

In the 100 attics on the top of the mountain, countless people and horses suddenly appeared, rushing towards the bottom of the mountain......

And the people who rushed to the top of the mountain, but never stopped, invincible all the way, all the obstacles, all a horsewhip pulled people out of dozens of zhang, and observing the horse's hoof prints found that every step of the mark was stained with a trace of blood.

Seems to be in a hurry!

"Shhh

A quarter of an hour later, the war horse neighed, stopped, and in front of the 100 attics, 3,000 people surrounded the people, and the swords showed a fierce coldness, without any words, and went towards the comers.

Trespassing on the Hundred Pavilions is a capital crime, not to mention, this vast void, the suspended big characters are even more bloody, "Parents sacrifice, blood slaughter!"

"Slow!"

I only heard the person on horseback, with a low angry shout, standing on the back of the horse, his right hand raised high and looking very arrogant, and in his palm was a palm-sized golden token, emitting a clear divine light.

The front of the token is an extremely ancient word "order", which everyone recognizes, but I have been fortunate to see it before, and on the back of the token, it is engraved with the word "heavenly machine".

The word 'heavenly machine' is surrounded by a mysterious and vast star map.

Looking at the brilliant token, everyone was stunned, and then they knelt down on one knee and exclaimed, "Meet your lord!"

The man from Mashan, about fifty years old, was as rough as a middle-aged man, his temples were high and protruding, his breath was restrained, and every step was with the posture of a dragon and tiger, without anger or words, and he walked straight into the Hundred Pavilions.

The Hundred Pavilions are jointly established by the Hundred Pavilions Alliance, which is related to the interests of the Hundred Pavilions.

Seeing the man enter the Baiqu Tower, everyone immediately got up, and the person in charge of the Baige here followed him in.

The man's robe was flying, and the golden sword sat on the throne of the Hundred Pavilion Hall, with an awe-inspiring momentum, squinting at the people below, and said in a low voice: "I am Li Hongqing under the seat of Lord Tianji!"

Listening to Li Hongqing's three words, His Royal Highness's faces immediately turned pale, "Li Hongqing is the number one general under the kamikaze prime minister's anti-heavenly machine, and his strength is at the peak of the blue flag, and he is only one step away from stepping into the purple flag."

"I don't know that Lord Hongqing is here, I have missed the welcome, please forgive me", the old man of His Royal Highness said respectfully.

Contrary to the sky, it is the nightmare and blessing in their hearts, his subordinates, the people of the Hundred Pavilions naturally dare not slack off in the slightest, this huge alliance of the Hundred Pavilions is established in accordance with the meaning of the Rebellion against the Heavens.

"Don't talk nonsense, this time I'm here just to convey the order of Lord Tianji!"

Hearing these words, His Royal Highness's expression was solemn, his face was solemn and respectful, and he tidied up his clothes one after another, not daring to slack off at all.

If it is done well, the sect can be said to leap into the sky, if it is not good, it will fall into the abyss and never recover.

"Lord Tianji's edict, a thousand days of sacrifice, Baige poured all his strength into killing people and slaughtering the king's cold", above the main hall, Li Hongqing's words were like rolling thunder, and the seriousness in his words was like an army of tens of millions pressing into the kamikaze empire.

Everyone in the audience suddenly showed a look of contempt.

The Hundred Pavilion Alliance, hundreds of thousands of people, and hundreds of Blue Flag powerhouses, exterminate Jun Qinghan is like probing for something, and he has to do his best, this is not nonsense.

"Humph!"

Looking at the expressions of the people below, on the throne, Li Hongqing's sleeved robe waved, snorted coldly, his face flashed with anger, and then said in an extremely low voice: "This time, I will stay."

His Royal Highness's faces were astonished, the original smile condensed on their faces, and then their expressions were extremely solemn, "Lord Rebel is an immortal master of the strategy between heaven and earth, how can he make a low-level mistake?"

Moreover, the anti-heaven machine has always been a remote control of the Hundred Pavilions, and no one has ever left it in person.

"Jun Qinghan, what kind of power is there that makes Lord Tianji pay so much attention?"

An old man of His Royal Highness looked at the bloody characters in the void and suddenly shouted, "Ah...... Today is the Thousand Days Festival, presumably Jun Qinghan has already gone to Fenghan Pavilion now!"

"What are you panicking about? Jun Qinghan once made a bold statement that if he wanted to kill Baige, he would naturally send it to the door, and when we caught turtles in the urn, it was expected that it would be difficult for him to fly out of the palm of my hand with his wings. ”

"Red Maple Hundred Pavilion, the various factions are far apart, if Jun Qinghan breaks them one by one, what will you do?"

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

His Royal Highness, the person in charge of the Hundred Pavilions, is different.

Above the main hall, Li Hongqing's face was gloomy, he suddenly stood up, rolled up his robe, and said undoubtedly: "Ring the magic sound bell, order the hundred factions, and go to Fenghan Pavilion!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and then respectfully retreated.

"Knock...... Boom...... Boom!"

The desolate bell, the vast four fields, like thousands of miles of waves, swept towards the Red Maple Mountains, the trembling syllables, like the clamor of the ghost, made the Red Maple Hundred Pavilions, the wind roared, and completely turbulent.

All sects and factions, swaggering with banners, swept the wind and clouds, and rushed towards Fenghan Pavilion......

In the Feng Han Palace, Feng Han Jue's face was gloomy, looking at the bloody characters in the air, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and looked back and asked the old man behind him, "Are they back?"

"According to the jade talisman tracking, it is already less than a hundred miles!"

Feng Han Jue turned his head and smiled with satisfaction, "Pass the order, meet Jun Qinghan, and fight to the death", as he said, Feng Han Jue rolled his sleeve robe, "The clouds are steaming, the morning sun is like blood, presumably this traitor should also come!"

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

Outside the Red Maple Mountains, a man suddenly appeared.

Dressed in a linen robe, with a white ribbon tied on his head, and a strange style of white shoes under his feet, it was a set of filial piety clothes, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at the mountains in front of him, looking particularly sad.

On the day of the big sacrifice, the man was holding a long sword!

The sword body is blood-red, flowing with fierce light, emitting bursts of sword groans, like a dragon stirring the sea, with a thirst for blood, the sword blade seems to be much more powerful than before.

The man's eyes gradually flashed with murderous intent...... Endless killing intent!

Only by killing can we calm the sorrow in our hearts, and only by drinking blood can we annihilate the anger in our hearts.

The man dragged the long sword, his steps were like a thousand pounds of boulders, and with every step, a big pit appeared on the soles of his feet, and blood surged on the soles of his feet, filling the big pit, and a mandala bloomed in it, which looked very strange.

The sun shines brightly, the man wearing linen and filial piety, under the sun, his eyes are white, but he is gloomy and terrifying, and the area covered by murderous aura, the flowers and trees are all scattered, and they wither in an instant.

Step by step, the man gradually walked to the foot of Fenghan Pavilion Mountain.

The man raised his head and looked at the sky's "Parents' Great Sacrifice, Blood Slaughter Thousands of Miles", and suddenly let out an extremely vicissitudes of life and a sad smile, his wrist was launched, the long sword was cold, and the man's eyes were stained with blood, like a sea of blood filling a deep cave.

"Jun ...... Jun Qing ...... Jun Qinghan!"

At the foot of Fenghan Pavilion Mountain, dozens of people guarded the pass, looking at the man who came with a long sword, his expression was stunned, his face was frightened, his hard face, and his lonely figure were Jun Qinghan three years ago, and his appearance was slightly vicissitudes, but his temperament was a earth-shaking change.

The man squinted, his eyes flashed with a strange blood red, and he shot fiercely!

"Ahh

The disciples guarding the Fenghan Pavilion hugged their heads and screamed, their whole bodies trembled, looking at Jun Qinghan's blood-colored pupils, which were piercing the soul with a sharp sword, and burying the body with a mountain of white bones.

The disciple curled up and finally fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, his eyes swelling and his breath exhausted.

The rest of the guards, looking frightened, looked at the cold man, and immediately turned around and ran towards the mountain!

The man was still murderous, and raised his long sword in dead silence......