Jun Qinghan frowned, looking at the undulating chest of the third prince of the wind, a trace of coldness suddenly rose on his back, and he felt a heavy threat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Immediately, he stepped on the mat, and his body slid backwards, and at the same time threw the imperial order out.

Feng San Gongzi sneered wildly, "I only found out now, it's too late!" After speaking, Feng San Gongzi's chest suddenly shook, and a monster came out.

Jun Qinghan looked at the monster, his whole body was as black as a ghost, he was born on four legs without horns, his body was unpredictable, surrounded by evil energy, the corners of his mouth were grinning, and scarlet was dripping blood.

Shadowy, evil!

At the moment when Jun Qinghan stepped into the three-foot range of the third son of the wind, the monster broke out of his body, opened his bloody mouth, as fast as lightning, and smashed towards Jun Qinghan, and the evil aura around his body actually made Jun Qinghan feel terrified all over his body, "This, what kind of monster?"

Feng San Gongzi looked at Jun Qinghan who was slightly surprised, and said with a conceited smile: "Have you retreated? So far, no one has escaped its attack."

Suddenly, Jun Qinghan's originally somewhat angry face changed, looked at the third prince of the wind, and smiled contemptuously, "Who said I was going to retreat?" While speaking, Jun Qinghan's steps back slowed slightly.

Feng San Gongzi's brows furrowed, looking at Jun Qing's cold and evil smile, a sense of uneasiness suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, as if this time, his natal demonic beast was going to be in trouble.

I only saw Jun Qinghan's handprint flipping, his chest rising and falling, and an indifferent call:

- Nine Shades, Hades!

Suddenly, Jun Qinghan stopped, facing the monster less than a foot in front of him, Sen Leng smiled, and a monstrous monster suddenly appeared on his chest, his whole body was hideous, his hair stood upside down, his eyes were bloody, and his whole body was dark with thick ink, which made people have a kind of darkness that the sky was shattering, and those strong claws were like five giant chains that locked the sky.

Arrogant, crazy!

Feng San Gongzi suddenly felt the tremor of his natal demonic beast soul, it turned out to be the coercion from the innate king, looking at the underworld, his eyes were mixed with horror, what kind of monster could make his demonic beast feel humble.

His Demonic Beast is tied for fourth among the top ten Strange Beasts!

What is that monster that Jun Qinghan?

Is it the third-ranked Snow Beast, Linglong, and Blue Bird, or the second-ranked Jair, Eye, and Canopus?

Even the number one ancient strange beast - Feng Xu!

As soon as the head of the shadow came out, there was a long roar, shaking the entire cloud sky, looking at the Wei in front of him with his eyes, and snorting slightly, full of contempt, just like a king of the world looking down on a common people prostrate at his feet, even ants!

Looking at the phoenix void in front of him, of course, the original yin and evil charm disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of cowardice, the coercion of the bloodline, and the humility of the soul.

The blood veins in the body of the Wei were stagnant, and the body stiffened unconsciously, and the attack immediately slowed down, but the Ming didn't care about the violent impact towards the Wei ......

The third prince of the wind behind him was in a panic, and his handprints flipped wildly, wanting to summon the third prince back, but at this time, the third prince of the wind was a little out of control of the scene, and the third prince of the wind was frightened, and he didn't seem to be summoned by the third prince of the wind.

"Hmph, do you think that in front of the underworld, he can still listen to your call at will?" Jun Qinghan looked at the third prince of the wind and said playfully.

Feng San Gongzi looked at Jun Qinghan resentfully, he never thought that Jun Qinghan avoided the attack of the dragon, and he did not expect that the level of the demonic beast of Jun Qinghan was even higher than that of the dragon, and there were two of the top ten beasts here.

In the air, Wei was dumbfounded, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't want to move, Feng Xuan was the king in his eyes, what the king meant, all beasts surrendered!

"Poof......

Feng Xuan hit his head on the lower abdomen of the fish, and with a mournful hiss, the fish suddenly fell to the ground, and the blood was like an injection!

Feng San Gongzi immediately looked at his demonic beast angrily, "One of the top ten strange beasts, Wei is so fragile in front of Jun Qinghan's demonic beast", looking at Jun Qinghan with hideous eyes, his wrist flipped, and on top of the huge head of Wei, his fingers quickly hit the acupuncture points, forming a mysterious formation!

"Jie Ji ......"

The spirit that had originally fallen, in the middle of the operation of the formation, the gray misty eyes flashed, and suddenly bounced up, and rushed towards the underworld without knowing whether he was alive or dead, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, replaced by only hysterical madness.

Jun looked indifferently at the impact of the Spirit, as well as the formation above his skull, the Third Prince of the Wind placed a soul-locking array on the head of the Spirit, temporarily imprisoning the soul of the Spirit, and now the behavior of the Shadow is completely controlled by the soul of the Third Prince of the Wind.

Shen looked at the Wei who was speeding up again, and the brilliance around his body turned, and his body was instantly magnified several times, and sharp spikes stretched out from Ming's body, forming a powerful set of defenses.

When he rushed over, he let out a fierce scream, like the roar of a hellish ghost, and when it was not far from the underworld, his body shook and suddenly turned into a cloud of evil smoke, avoiding the spikes on the underworld's body and wrapping around him.

Jun smiled lightly and said with a little pity: "It seems that you still don't know, what is the underworld?"

After speaking, not in the battle between Guan Ming and Wei, Jun Qinghan's wrist flipped, and a black mist filled with tokens gradually formed in Jun Qinghan's hands.

Feng San Gongzi looked at Jun Qinghan's whole body surrounded by black mist, his face was slightly dignified, his steps were slightly frustrated, his body was full of green flags, his hands were crossing the sky, and a strong atmosphere was formed behind him, the atmosphere was majestic, like a long wind for thousands of miles, and the sky could be broken all the way!

Jun Qinghan's heart sank, and the token in his palm flew towards the third prince of the wind, gradually enlarged and became magnificent, but the third prince of the wind snorted coldly, waved his palm, and the wind suddenly seemed to pull up the sky, and smashed down towards the small token.

"Bang!"

The two collided together, tearing the storm in an instant, and the ground of the original hall paved with blue bricks cracked inch by inch and turned into powder.

Jun Qinghan and Feng San Gongzi were hit by a strong impact at the same time, they took dozens of steps back, blood was stuffing out of their chests, they looked at each other with a cruel smile, anger kept brewing in their hearts, and when Feng San Gongzi turned his palm again, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

I only heard a terrible scream, frightened, afraid, Feng San Gongzi felt the stinging pain of his soul, a muffled snort, watching the battle between the two major demonic beasts in the field, only then was he shocked, and his body turned into smoke and was bound around the body, but he did not invade and corrode it.

On the contrary, there was a roar, and the smoke of the evil spirit was suddenly imprisoned by the underworld, and the scarlet mouth opened, producing a powerful devouring power that was devoured by the underworld, and at the same time, the underworld was also devouring his soul.

It's not the soul of the spirit, it's the soul of the third son of the wind!

"Feng Xu!"

It wasn't until now that the third prince of Feng understood, covered his head with his hands, and exclaimed.

"I only found out now, it's too late!" Jun smiled lightly, and returned the words that the third prince of Feng threw at him before.

Feng San Gongzi's brows furrowed, and his soul continued to struggle, but he found that his struggle had no effect in the slightest, but instead accelerated the devouring power of the underworld, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Jun Qinghan with resentment.

When the third prince of the wind was struggling, Jun Qinghan raised his eyebrows, and his hands made an order again, an imperial order, which commanded the world, and a Hades order, which seduced the soul!

Looking at Jun Qinghan's two tokens, one righteous and one evil, exuding a dangerous aura, his face was immediately a little gray, looking at the struggling in the distance, a trace of ruthlessness suddenly swept through his eyes, and in the depths of his soul, the soul of the third prince of Feng was cut off by himself.

Feng San Gongzi's soul was crippled, but he finally got rid of the soul devouring power generated by Feng Xu!

The wrist was flipped immediately, and the momentum of the whole body increased suddenly, and he looked at Jun Qinghan with a gloomy voice, and said coldly:

- Ride the wind, break the waves!

Suddenly, the wind wall around him turned into a crystal delicate flying knife, the blade was sharp, the forest was cold, and the shadow was like a poisonous snake, approaching Jun Qinghan's eyebrows.

Gather momentum for a long time, the token flips, and the knife is invited!

"Boom!"

The Emperor's Order and the Hades Decree exploded violently, pulling out dazzling sparks in the air, colliding with the flying knives, and the impact instantly exploded through the entire hall, producing a rolling heat wave.

Jun Qinghan's body slid backwards for dozens of zhang before he stopped, but Feng San Gongzi did not move like a bell, and did not take a step back, but there was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Jun Qinghan's conceited eyes, Feng Sangongzi's face was flushed, hysterical anger flashed in his eyes, his slender fingers moved rapidly in several major acupuncture points on his body, and the momentum around his body skyrocketed, instantly breaking through the blue flag, surging step by step, Sen looked at Jun Qinghan coldly, and his words were vicious:

"I, I must get it, and I will be able to keep it from the dust!" (To be continued.) )