In the dantian, a lotus leaf gradually stretched, Jun Qinghan's whole body surged with a dead breath, his palm was pitch black lotus platform, and pitch black thunder appeared from his fingertips, making a loud sound. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jun Qinghan's face showed a rare smile, "Heavenly Tomb Flowers, I don't know if in his hands, is it the Heavenly Tomb or the Burial Flowers?"

Even though the tears of the snow drifting mountains and rivers were sacrificed and swallowed by the black lotus, Jun Qinghan seemed to have a feeling that when the black lotus bloomed, its power far exceeded the tears of the snow drifting mountains and rivers, and it was not above the same level at all.

At the same time, a feeling wells up in my heart!

The black lotus in the body experiences a reincarnation once a day!

In the middle of the day, the black lotus blooms, and when night falls, it lies dormant like ashes.

When the black lotus was completely swallowed by Jun Qinghan, and the pitch black around him was completely annihilated, flashing with a faint light, Jun Qinghan realized that the place where he was standing was like an island in the middle of the water!

Thousands of feet under his feet is a pale yellow earth, the aura emanating from it, mixed with ancient desolation, around the island, is a blood-cold spiritual liquid that stretches for dozens of miles, surging in the silent air.

Jun Qinghan smiled bitterly, "No wonder after the Tianmu Burial Flower bathed in the body, the blood and water annihilated the dragon's body!"

The blood cold spiritual liquid surrounds the island, forming a circular flow of water, and on the left and right sides of Jun Qinghan, there is a creaking iron cable wooden bridge, and the sound of grinding shows the age of time.

A bridge is what Jun Qinghan passed through when he came!

Another bridge, this is the stone gate that leads to another mystery!

Looking at the broken stone gate, Jun Qinghan's heart swelled with infinite yearning, and at the same time, his mood was like the dust of eternity, neither happy nor sad.

Walking towards the stone gate, when Jun Qinghan stepped on the iron cable wooden bridge, a fog suddenly filled in front of him, and the cloud demon pupils were wide, but he still couldn't see anything three feet away.

Above the iron cable, rusty!

Jun Qinghan looked at the rust in his palm, and his heart was stunned, "Black jade fine iron, black as jade, 100,000 years of incorruptibility and stainless steel, but these bowl mouth thick iron cables are so rotten."

"Khooth!"

Jun Qinghan suddenly stepped on the wooden board with one foot, and the soles of his feet were cold and ironwood, completely rotting.

Jun Qinghan had to wrap his body in the dusty wind, hold on to the iron cable, and gradually move forward, as his body moved forward, Jun Qinghan gradually felt a trace of desolation.

Jun Qinghan became more and more unable to see the scene ahead, and his heart became more and more bottomless.

When Jun Qinghan walked across the wooden bridge with trepidation, approaching the ancient stone gate, infinite fear suddenly rose in his heart, and the fog in front of him dissipated, Jun Qinghan stared at his pupils, but found that the stone gate that he was looking at from afar before disappeared without a trace.

In front of him is a mountain cliff!

The cliff is thousands of feet high, the sky is on the mountain, and its desolate atmosphere suddenly makes Jun Qinghan feel like a humble ant, in the history of the mountains, anyone is just a drop in the ocean.

Let me ask, for millions of years, who has become the existence admired by hundreds of millions of living beings?

The cliff wall is incomplete, it looks extremely yellow, the concave and convex stone wall, carved with traces of antiquity, seems to be natural, seems to be artificial.

The wind surging in the sky, Jun Qinghan slowly rose, and suddenly found that the traces on the cliff condensed two words from ancient times, and its low breath completely confused Jun Qinghan.

Ancient characters, without any pen edges, but contain the Tao!

It contains the power of the rules of heaven and earth!

This kind of handwriting, Jun Qinghan has never seen it, staring at it for a long time, fear swept all over his body, Jun Qinghan's whole body qi and blood disorder, and instantly fell from the air.

Falling to the ground with a dejected face, looking at the cliff that stood tall, a deep fear flashed in his eyes, although he didn't recognize the handwriting, but Jun Qinghan already knew the meaning of the handwriting at the moment of falling:

Canggu!

Thousands of years of antiquity, mysterious existence!

Its era division, at least 100,000 years ago, when the Holy Emperor ruled, Canggu was a distant legend, as for the ancient wilderness, the ancient is already a taboo existence!

Standing under the stone wall with cold hands and feet, after a long time, Jun Qinghan let out a long sigh, and went back along the wooden bridge when he came, with a faint disappointment in his heart, "If you want to open the Canggu Secret Realm, you must comprehend a trace of the rules of heaven and earth, otherwise you will never be able to find the stone gate to enter."

When Jun Qinghan set foot on the island again and looked back at the cliff, the stone gate still flashed, gathering thousands of zhang, but it gave Jun Qinghan a feeling that he was out of reach.

One step, is the moat!

Looking at the surging blood cold spirit liquid, the corners of Jun Qinghan's mouth outlined a helpless smile, and he jumped into the blood cold spirit liquid!

The dragon clan condenses the dragon body, and the last step is to cut the marrow and wash the tendons with spiritual liquid, and warm the wounds in the meridian bones.

The dragon's body lay in the pool of blood, letting out a low whimper, the pool of blood surging, flowing rapidly around the dragon's body, and the medicinal power contained in the blood-cold spiritual fluid continued to wash against the dark dragon's body.

The dragon's body gradually sank, and after a thousand zhang, what entered the eye was the vertical and horizontal blood-colored ice, and the cold and bloody mist came out, and in the blood pool, Jun Qing Han dragon's mouth grinned, and the formation of the blood cold spiritual liquid was all because of the wild spiritual power contained in the blood cold spirit ice.

As soon as the dragon's body sank, he immediately lay prone on top of the blood-cold spirit ice.

The huge medicinal power, making a gurgling sound, surrounded the dragon's body, constantly warming Jun Qinghan's body, his eyelids drooped, Jun Qinghan suddenly swelled with a trace of fatigue, and immediately fell asleep......

Outside the Dragon Domain, Ye Yinxue was thin and weak, standing in the wind, like a weak green lotus, swaying, and like a candle in the wind, looking at the blood-stained cave entrance, her eyes were full of gloom.

"It's been a year and a half!"

Ye Yinxue shook her lips and said weakly, her voice was full of worry, "Condensing the dragon body of the reverse world, in the history of the dragon clan, the longest is only one year!"

A trace of firmness suddenly swept in his eyes, and he headed towards the Dragon Domain......

"Boom!"

The thunder outside the entrance of the cave rumbled at the moment Ye Yinxue stepped in, and directly split Ye Yinxue out, not allowing him to step into half a step.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, Ye Yinxue looked at the entrance of the cave with some sadness, the dragon clan sharpened the dragon domain, and the female stream was not allowed to enter, and even when the mainland was in turmoil, the dragon domain was only the exclusive domain of the dragon emperor.

If anyone else enters, he will die without a place to be buried!

On the blood-cold spirit ice, the huge dragon body was gradually wrapped in medicinal power, and the broken meridian bone marrow was gradually repaired.

In his sleep, the aura emitted by Jun Qinghan quietly changed!

The energy contained in the Heavenly Tomb Flower Thunder gradually integrated into Jun Qinghan's body!

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

"Whew!"

I don't know how long it took, on the blood cold spirit ice, the huge dragon's eyes opened, and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the blood pool surged, rolling up huge waves, and the huge dragon body swam in the blood pool, as if it was about to overturn the river and the sea.

A pillar of blood of hundreds of zhang rushed into the sky, accompanied by the pale yellow and mighty Seven Killing Dragons, the blood spread, with the coldness of killing the earth.

The pillar of blood fell, and a pitch-black dragon soared out, dancing in the air, and the arrogant and arrogant aura filled the four wilds, like a sharp sword piercing the heavens and the earth, rushing straight to the bullfight.

The pitch-black dragon body danced in the air, like the trembling of the mountains, the backbone of the rise of heaven and earth, the pitch-black dragon scales, flashing nightmarish aura, sharp edges and corners, flashing fierce killing aura.

Pieces of scales are reversed, casting the peerless arrogance of the Dragon Emperor!

The thunder bathes the body, the spiritual liquid is warmed, and the supreme dragon body is forged - against the world!

Reverse the dragon body!

Jun Qinghan let out an extremely rampant roar, and the arrogance contained in it shook the Dragon God Valley, like rolling waves, sweeping towards the ten directions of heaven and earth, and above the Dragon God Valley, a colorless auspicious cloud floated!

The figure transformed in the air, Jun Qinghan's feet fell to the ground, his sleeve robe waved, the corners of his mouth did not have a trace of evil smile, and the four lotus leaves on his forehead shone brightly!

Red flag, four sections!

The slender fingers hooked the sideburns, the eyebrows stretched, and walked towards the outside of the Dragon's Domain......

Half an hour later, Jun Qinghan stood with his hands in his hands, standing at the entrance of the cave of the Dragon Domain, looking at the Langlang world, vast and boundless, full of pride:

"The sky is high, the heart is difficult to cover, the earth is wide, and hatred is difficult to bury!"

Ahead, the thin figure of the woman, like a lotus swaying in the wind, Jun Qinghan's heart tingled slightly, and she walked over quickly, apologetic with tenderness, and touched her tearful face with pity, and quietly hugged her in her arms.

"Otoyuki ......"

"I hate you to death!"

Ye Yinxue wanted to put Jun Qinghan's shoulder, and said with a little resentment, "It's been two years, you've been in for two years."

Jun Qinghan's face was stunned, "Two years, in his perception, it is only two months at most", smiled bitterly, it is really no one in the mountains, and the years in the world are long, "I'm sorry, I ...... in the future"

Jun Qinghan's voice suddenly stopped, and he suddenly realized that in the future, he Jun Qinghan was powerless to control!

Ye Yinxue rested her head on Jun Qinghan's shoulder, "If it is the accumulation of years, you can become a strong person and climb to the peerless peak, Yinxue is willing to wait, willing to ......"

Jun Qinghan's heart stabbed suddenly, and his eyes closed weakly.

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

Above the main hall of the Divine Dragon Palace, Jun Qinghan dragged his pale yellow dragon robe to the ground, his fingers knocked on the dragon's head of the seat, looking at the spring and autumn period, the breath of the Dragon Emperor overflowed his body like a sharp sword, Sen Han's killing intent rubbed up, and a cruel killing intent was revealed between his eyebrows, and his voice was as cold as Shura:

"There are eighteen days left, it is the Thousand Days Festival, Fenghan Pavilion, my king is cold...... It's coming!"