Han Qianyan!

Of the four people in the pool, the first one who couldn't support it was Han Qianyan, and no one expected such a result, which was completely unexpected by everyone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Bastard!!"

High in the sky, Han Qianyan raised his head and let out an angry roar, such a result was unexpected, and he himself couldn't accept it.

It doesn't matter if he loses to Han Shaohuang, but he hasn't even compared Han Chen and Han Ling'er, and such a result makes him feel ashamed.

The qi and blood in the body were agitated, and the breath around the body roared wildly, which actually caused the void to ripple and ripple, layer upon layer, like water ripples in all directions, and the power was compelling.

"Humph!"

However, Han Qianyan is not an ordinary person, after venting, he quickly calmed down, things are already like this, no matter how unwilling he is, it is useless, his cold gaze swept in the blood pool, snorted coldly, his breath was put away, and his figure came to the ancestral hall in the mountains.

"Bow down and be baptized!"

For Han Qianyan, the clan elder did not show any indifferent attitude, but was a little gentle, because through the previous three Han Qianjun, Han Shengqi, and Han Wuyi, they had already seen it.

These top demon geniuses are all saint-level figures, the strongest blood in the future of the clan, the future is unlimited, very human can compare, naturally, this attitude has also changed accordingly.

Han Qianyan bowed to the clan elder, stepped forward, knelt down in front of the ancestral hall, and performed three kneels and nine bows.

Airplanes!

In the ancestral hall, the fourth row of spiritual seats, which were high above and exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, trembled fiercely, and then a dazzling golden-red crowd suddenly burst out and rushed out. shrouded Han Qianyan's body.

The mysterious aura was infused and lingered in Han Qianyan's body, and it was elevating him at a terrifying speed.

Thundered...

And at this moment, above the sky, thunder exploded. The rolling dark clouds quickly appeared, converging together, and the thunder dragon roared, and the threat was panicked!

"Cloud Robbery!"

Looking up at the sky and the calamity clouds that appeared again, everyone was silent and not surprised, because such a result had long been expected by them.

Han Shengqi can be consecrated. Han Wuyi can also be sanctified, and even Han Qianjun has been sanctified.

Han Qianyan's qualifications, talents, and even strength, are second only to Han Shaohuang among the younger generations of the entire Han clan, and he can't be a saint?

Moreover, the time he spent supporting in the blood pool was far more astonishing than that of these three people, reaching the sixth pillar of incense.

Ninety-nine Holy Thunder Tribulation. Sanctification, no more normal!

"Let's go over!"

Watch as the pillar of golden-red light dissipates. The long hair was flying, the aura around his body was soaring, and the terrifying Han Qianyan, the old man of the clan, waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

Han Qianyan laughed out loud and jumped up. soared, stood high in the air, and began the catastrophe.

As for whether Han Qianyan can survive this catastrophe and step into the holy realm, everyone in the field. There was not a hint of worry.

If you can't even get over this tribulation, is it still called a demon genius?

Thundered...

The heavens and the earth exploded, the thunder rolled, and the thunder continued to bombard down, trying to make Han Qianyan annihilated, but every time, Han Qianyan forcibly shattered it with absolute strength.

Although his cultivation is at the peak of the Holy Venerable, and he has not stepped into the Holy Realm, his strength has already reached the level of the Holy Realm, and there is not much threat to this Heavenly Tribulation.

Some of the people in the field looked up and carefully observed the tragedy, while others were staring at the pool of blood with their eyes firmly on the movement.

Don't forget, there are still three people in the blood pool at this time.

"The sixth pillar of incense is almost over!"

Raised his head and swept Han Qianyan, who was crossing the calamity strongly, and then looked at the sixth pillar of incense that was about to burn in front of the ancestral hall, Guiguzi said softly.

The others didn't speak, but their eyes were firmly fixed on the blood pool, even the many disciples of the Han clan in the field, the powerhouses of other ancient sects, and even Han Cang and the others on the high platform.

The sixth pillar of incense!

Being able to support the sixth pillar of incense is already very amazing, and there is absolutely no problem in entering the holy world.

And what about the seventh incense?

Because Han Shaohuang stepped into the Holy Realm, the bloodline in his body has grown a lot, so it is understandable that he can support it until now, but Han Chen and Han Ling'er are shocking.

These two people, one is a disciple of the sixth vein branch, and the other is the Han clan's renunciation status.

Is their bloodline really strong to this extent?

It's unimaginable!

"The seventh incense, burn!"

In front of the ancestral hall, the sixth incense stick ended, and the old man of the clan lit the seventh incense stick with his own hands, and the weapon made a faint sound.

It's just that on that indifferent face, there was also a trace of fluctuation at this time.

The seventh incense, how many years has it been that it has not appeared?

1,000 years? or 3,000 years?

Even the seven clan elders themselves don't remember, because it's too long.

Looking at the burning seventh incense, everyone in the audience took a slight breath, and the three of Han Chen refreshed the previous record and stepped into the seventh incense stick together.

Crash!!

However, stepping into the seventh incense, it was only a matter of ten breaths, and the blood pool suddenly moved, and between the splashes, a beautiful figure broke through the water waves and rushed out.

"It's Ling'er!" Han Qianfeng, Han Cang and the others all breathed slightly.

At the same time, the others also recognized it, and the person who rushed out was Han Ling'er!

"Brother Han Chen, come on!"

Standing high in the sky, Han Ling'er's face was a little pale, and her breathing was a little weak, but her beautiful eyes were still calm, and there was not much fluctuation, looking at the blood pool below, she said softly.

In today's blood pool, only Han Chen and Han Shaohuang are left!

It's still up to who beats whom!

Turning his head to look at Han Qianyan who was crossing the tribulation in the distance, a cold light flashed in Han Ling'er's eyes, but he didn't do anything, he exhaled slightly, calmed down the qi and blood stirring in his body, and then his body fell, came to the ancestral hall, and began to bow and salute.

With a 'hum', in the ancestral hall, the spirit position in the third row burst out with a pillar of golden-red light, enveloping Han Ling'er, recovering her injuries and improving her cultivation.

Thundered...

Similarly, without the slightest accident, Han Ling'er also attracted the Heavenly Steps.

"Ninety-nine Holy Thunder Tribulation, if, this Han Ling'er is also going to be a saint!"

"First that Han Shengqi, now it's this Han Ling'er, among the younger generation, there are already five people who have stepped into the Holy Realm!"

"Don't forget that in the pool of blood, but there are still two people who haven't come out, and their improvement is probably even more amazing!"

Seeing Han Ling'er's figure rise into the air, come to a distance, and start the tribulation, many people sighed in their eyes.

Of course, more people are looking at the pool of blood.

When will the remaining two come out?

What about the promotion? )