Listening to Xiao Jun's words, the hearts of everyone in the Eight Banners Clan were obviously shocked, and the void breathed a lot, and in the blink of an eye, it was already tense. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Jun Zangtian, Zang Tianzi, the fifth strongest candidate in the mainland!"

Jun Qinghan's pupils shrank, and he tilted his head slightly to stare at Xiao Junlu, but it was Gu Jing Bubo, and after a long time, he raised his head and sighed into the void, looking at everyone in all directions with a grim expression.

"I didn't expect that the Son of Heaven would still have a son left, a scourge!"

The purple-robed Gu Worship said suddenly, looking at Jun Qinghan with a cold expression, and his old and confused eyes looked gloomy.

"Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?" Xiao Junlu looked at the Seven Great Ancient Offerings mockingly, "You guys...... I really want to know the whereabouts of the Hidden Heavenly Son?"

The expressions of the Seven Ancient Worshippers obviously fluctuated slightly, but they snorted coldly and said:

"Escaping into the Heaven Cutting Tower, do you still want to come out alive, what is his ability to break the thousand-year-old ban of Ten Thousand Heavenly Emperors?"

In the void, Qin Yinfeng waved his robe, "This is a bit of a problem, back then, I also fled into the Heaven Cutting Tower, but now, isn't I, Qin Yinfeng, still showing off my might in the Qinglian Continent?"

The Seven Great Ancient Worshippers frowned.

"Qin Yinfeng escaped from the Heaven Cutting Tower, so the Hidden Heaven Son ......" For a while, the ancient worshippers set off a ripple in their hearts, and then turned their heads to look at Jun Qinghan, it seems that when Jun Zangtian fled into the Heaven Cutting Tower, there was no such son.

"You guys, you also underestimate Jun Zangtian!"

Qin Yinfeng's fingers were hooked, and he stood in the sky with his negative hand, and said extremely indifferently.

The worship of the ancient clan was shocked, and immediately turned his head to look at the void in all directions, and his heart was on guard, "If the Son of Tibetan Heaven has escaped from the Heaven Cutting Tower, then it is likely that he has reached the Dragon Killing Cliff by now."

"Hehe, why should you be nervous?"

Xiao Jun's bloody robe waved, and he mocked indifferently, "If it is really the Son of Hidden Heaven who comes, I am afraid that you will already return to Huangquan", the huge palm waved in the air, "Don't worry, Jun Zangtian is still in the Heaven Cutting Tower."

Hearing Xiao Junlu say this, the expressions of the six ancient worshippers were obviously relaxed, and they stared at the few people in front of them:

"Why did you tell us that Jun Zang Tian is still in the Sky Cutting Tower?"

Sin Qianqiu laughed, "What's the matter with telling you, do you dare to send someone into the Sky Cutting Tower, even if you escape into the Sky Cutting Tower, do you have the skills and skills to escape from that place?"

As he spoke, the Sin King was lame, and he pointed to the center of the Qinglian Continent and towered into the tower of the Nine Heavens Dome.

The pupils of the Seven Ancient Worshippers shrank sharply, and their hearts burned with anger, looking at the Sky Cutting Tower with a little starlight in the distance, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly, "The Heaven Cutting Tower, for thousands of years, it has been the nightmare of the Eight Banners Ancient Clan, and every Eight Banners Clan's power has only been able to enter the Heaven Cutting Tower for a moment, and the jade Jue enshrined in the clan will be completely shattered."

"Since Jun Zangtian didn't come, you don't want to escape from this place today!"

The white-robed ancient worshipper looked at everyone with a dignified look, "The demon soldiers stay, and the people have to stay, this dragon killing cliff is the place where you bury your bones", while speaking, the white-robed ancient worship waved his palm.

"Stampede...... Stampede ......"

The people of the Eight Banners Clan suddenly crushed towards the void. The six ancient worshippers took the lead, and the infinite Dao qi suddenly churned around them, shooting violently, shaking the vast void.

The people in the void watched the six ancient offerings flying across the sky, like a terrible eagle harrier, but the corners of their mouths showed a smile.

"Kill!"

The Blood Killing Divine Knife in Xiao Jun's hand was shocked, went deep into the blood rainbow, and went towards the white-robed ancient offering to attack and kill.

At the same moment, Sin Qianqiu offered to the Purple Robe Gu, Qin Yinfeng to the Red Robe Gu, War Blood Nightmare to the Yellow Robe Gu, Yu Longbow to the Gray Robe Gu, and Yan Chasing Cloud to the Qing Pao Gu.

The battle blended, but the remaining white flag and black flag monks drove the ancient chariot and crushed towards the most central Jun Qinghan.

"Give me three breaths to hold them off!"

The white-robed Gu worshippers roared angrily, and shouted at the other five ancient worshippers, as long as it takes three breaths, dozens of chariots can crush Jun Qinghan, "As long as Jun Qinghan dies, the Demon Warriors will start, what about killing gods, sin kings, and killing the Son of Heaven?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Xiao Jun's bloody robe was flying, and while fighting against the white-robed Gu Offering, he reflexively slashed out......

The infinite blood instantly devoured the void and strangled towards the rumbling ancient chariot, only to hear a boom, and the majestic and desolate ancient chariot instantly disappeared in the air.

"Nothing is impossible, I can't support you if I worship the Heavenly Clan Ancient Sect?"

As he spoke, the white-robed ancient offering let out a beautiful long roar, the white robe around his body was torn, and a white jade token appeared above his head, and the endless holy glow slanted down, wrapping the white-robed ancient offering like a god.

"Forbidden!"

The white robe's ancient worship's dry palm poked out in the air, and under the holy radiance, the folds gradually disappeared, becoming crystal like jade, and the dazed eyes suddenly burst into essence, purifying the endless holy aura.

The crystal palm drew a circle in the air, enveloping the terrifying power of imprisonment, enveloping Xiao Jun Kill!

Xiao Jun's eyes widened, and he instantly raised his knife above his head, and slashed down with a roar, like an overlord opening a mountain, slashing towards the holy white mangs around him.

"Khooth!"

Bai Mang shook, crumbling, only half a breath, Bai Mang shook, the power of imprisonment did not decrease but increased, and the flowing breath was actually three times that of before.

"Don't struggle", a smile appeared on the corner of the white-robed Gu Worship's mouth, "This is my Heavenly Clan's secret technique, the Great Forbidden Seal, the more powerful your attack is, the stronger its imprisoning power, even if you try hard, it will be in vain."

"Is it, it's just a secret technique with a hint of rule power, and I haven't seen much of Xiao Jun's killing?"

The blood-robed man smiled coldly, and the Blood Killing Divine Knife was raised above his head again, his eyes were hideous, and he said violently:

"Broken!"

The blood-colored sword shadow slashed down and slashed at the imprisoned holy mang, making an earth-shattering thunderclap.

"Huh...... Kuku ...... "A crack appeared in the Imprisoned Saint Mang, and it vanished in the blink of an eye.

"In this continent, there is only the strongest strength, but there is no strongest move", Xiao Jun laughed maniacally, "Old horseman, when I beat the Emperor of Heaven, you used this to imprison me, but I was split by four knives, I didn't expect to be so stupid today!"

"Stupid?"

The white-robed Gu Offering smiled, "I think it's okay, you turn around and take a look", the White Robe Ancient Offering pointed to the battle situation in several other directions, "You broke my Heavenly Clan's secret technique, but they are still a little close."

"However, the three breaths have passed, and you Xiao Junlu has no power to return to the sky, so wait to collect the body of Jun Zangtian's son!"

In the void, several white flags and dozens of black flags were less than three feet away from Jun Qinghan, like the palm of a grinding plate, slashing towards Jun Qinghan's head, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile of victory.

"Khooth!"

The Blood Killing God Knife was sheathed, but the corners of Xiao Jun's mouth showed a hint of a smile, "It's really difficult to kill my young master of the Hidden Clan!"

At the moment when the palm of his hand was split, the void suddenly shook, and the eternal void suddenly burst with infinite killing intent, and the dozens of flag cultivators who were around Jun Qinghan were blown away in an instant, and there was still a trace of blood hanging from their necks.

The white-robed Gu Worship's face changed drastically, and he was shocked and born: "The Hidden Clan?!" Suddenly, a trace of apprehension rose in his heart, "The hidden clan's stealth technique is invincible in the world, otherwise Xiao Junzhu would not be able to drive straight into the Heavenly Clan back then, break into the Heavenly Clan to defeat the remnant of the clan master, and then flee away."

The mountains below the void shook, and the monks who were blasted out of the mountains lost their vitality and fell into the mountains, making a rumbling sound.

"Keng...... Keng ...... Sonorous ......"

The prohibition shattered, and Sin Qianqiu and the others fell beside Xiao Junshu again, protecting Jun Qinghan in the rear.

"People, being old and not dying is a thief, you are so confused, what are you doing stealing your life?" Xiao Jun swayed his blood robe and said indifferently, "My dragon blood iron horse is dead in the world, why didn't you move at all just now?"

After laughing, Xiao Jun's expression suddenly became cruel, "Eight Banners Ancient Clan, what kind of thing?!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as the words fell, the heavens and the earth rang with a mighty bell, like a rolling thunder in the nine heavens, killing the world, under the majestic desolation, but full of endless hatred, endless anger and hatred.

"Zheng...... Recite...... ......

After the bell, a million voids resounded with the sound of whimpering harps, poignant and sad, startled that a hundred trees withered, and the voices of sadness and resentment extinguished the void.

The sound of the piano rose and fell, sounding from all directions, as majestic as a galloping horse, as if the hatred and desolation of the bar's family were scattered, and for a time, the entire vast void swept the mighty sad song.