The sound of killing alarmed the remaining white robe. Someone shouted: "It's the ancestor who is here, kill me!" The white robe looked at it in the sound. When he saw Du Jun, who was like a god of killing, he couldn't help but feel excited, and the killing was even more vicious!

After a while, Du Jun and the remaining white robes gathered together. At this moment, everyone was covered in blood, each of them had expressionless expressions, but they had murderous intent all over their bodies!

"The one who insults me!" Du Jun stood in the head, raised the long knife in his hand and shouted.

"Kill!" The remaining white robe shouted in unison.

"Those who offend me!"

"Kill! Kill!"

"Those who go against me!"

"Kill and kill!"

Du Jun's face was brutal and roared angrily: "Kill me, no one will be left!" He moved first, the sword is like a demon, the man is like a god, and the sword is facing, no one can defeat him! The blood rain gushed out of the human!

More than a thousand white robes, led by Du Jun, stabbed into the remaining thousands of monks like a sharp knife, and killed them all the way, then turned back again. Soon, they killed three in three out!

Xingdi hugged the mountain, and the mountain was covered with residual limbs and flesh. The mountains were smashed and no one could defeat them. Suddenly, an evil demon came, his body widened, and he punched him at Xingdi!

"Good come!" Xingdi laughed wildly, threw the mountain in his hand, stepped forward, handed it over with a punch, and slammed it hard on the evil fist. With a bang, the two of them took three steps back, evenly matched!

In the blink of an eye, the two evil demons slashed into a ball, punching the sky, strideing hundreds of feet, fighting hard, and fighting with great mercy, without mercy, without moving Taoism, and only fighting for the body, like a beast from the prehistoric world!

At this moment, Lietian also encountered an opponent. It was a woman with a beautiful appearance and a variety of charm. Her cultivation was just as strong as the Way of Xutian. The strange aura on her body was very terrifying. It was precisely through this aura that she could get a draw with Lietian!

"Damn it, rob it and be your wife!" Lie Tian laughed loudly and came forward with a loud bang. He did not use ancient Taoism, but just wanted to have a happy battle!

More than a thousand white robes fake Du Jun's power was fought against thousands of monks. Soon, thousands of monks were beheaded and few were left. The entire valley was covered with corpses, and the earth was dyed bloody. The mighty was coming, and the nose was bloody!

The battle became more and more crazy. The big fist hit him, gradually getting better, and he forced the evil demon to retreat step by step, and then punched him with a punch. One arm was like a big wood passing through the sky, emitting wild aura!

The evil demon raised his fist to respond, and his fist fell on the big fist of Xingdi. But when he heard a few sounds of bone shattering, the evil demon groaned and took a few steps back, and his arm did not hang down!

"Come again!" Xingdi laughed wildly, and rushed forward with one step, thrust forward and smashed it. At this moment, the evil demon was no longer capable of fighting, and retreated step by step. Finally, Xingdi roared, and punched across the sky, and a roar penetrated the evil demon's chest!

At this time, the fight was coming to an end. Du Jun's sword was like a demon, furious and shocked the sky, with a huge demonic energy.

Seeing this, Lie Tian laughed wildly, stepped forward, and suddenly disappeared into the void. He appeared behind the female cultivator in a flash. He reached out and grabbed the woman, and said with a smile: "This wife must be unable to do it!"

After saying that, he slapped the woman's head with a big hand and threw it aside. His whole body was covered in blood, shouting: "Have fun!"

Du Jun stepped on the ground with a loud bang, and the ground broke and stretched out. However, the man was soaring, holding a long sword in his hand and slashed it with one knife. The demonic energy surged and surged in the valley!

With one knife, there was no strange aura wandering in the valley. Could it be that it was sucked into the long knife. Half of the crack appeared on the rust knife!

Du Jun stood in the void, his body was filled with evil spirits. Suddenly, his eyes condensed, he took a step forward, and then he came to a mountain. He raised his knife and slashed it. With a roar, the entire mountain was split from it!

The mountain turned into two halves, revealing a hidden cave. In the cave, Mu Kun's true body looked at each other in horror, and behind him were several monks of the Heavenly Dao surrounded him!

Du Jun snorted coldly, came closer, raised his sword and killed several monks of Heavenly Dao. He reached out and grabbed Mu Kun in his hand, and said coldly: "Take me to find her!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me, I'll go, I'll go!" Mu Kun no longer had any arrogance at this moment, and looked at Du Jun in panic.

Du Jun walked away, leaving the hunting place to clear the ground. Soon, the two of them arrived at the temple. Du Jun's face suddenly became clear. He didn't say anything. Mu Kun, who was held in his hand, dared not say much, but just looked at him in horror.

"Mu Kun, Mu Kun... was she the name she gave you?" Du Jun sighed for a long time and asked.

Mu Kun nodded repeatedly and said, "No matter what I do, it's all her, it's all her!"

"You are not worthy of calling this name at all!" Du Jun snorted coldly, slashed through the void with one knife, walked into it, and came to nothingness. Du Jun glanced across and saw a huge valley floating in the distance!

In the valley, a temple stands tall!

Du Jun carried Mu Kun and entered the temple from the valley. The abyss was still standing in front of him. The stone road above was gone. On the other side, there were several people sitting cross-legged on the platform!

These people were extremely dry, as if they had died for a long time, and their bodies were filled with a terrifying and strange aura.

"That's Xiang'er's guardian!" Mu Kun stuttered.

Du Jun's eyes were fixed, he snorted coldly, and said, "If you dare to mention the word 'xiang', I will kill you!" Mu Kun shivered with fear!

Suddenly, Du Jun's expression suddenly changed, and he burst out and retreated a hundred feet apart. A figure roared over and fell on the place where he was originally located. With a roar, gravel splashed!

"Ancestor Statue!" Du Jun's face was solemn. After he learned the handprint of Luoshu, the statue had been broken. At this moment, it was pieced together again. Even though it was covered with cracks, it still emitted a terrifying aura!

The statue was about a slight stagnant, and then a loud palm slapped, exuding the mighty aura of Luoshu!

Du Jun raised his hand and threw Mu Kun away, stepped forward, and faced him with a palm, smashed him on the palm of the statue, rumbling, shaking the mountains and fields! The force surged, and Du Jun was shaken back a hundred feet!

The stone carvings did not retreat in half a step, but the cracks on them became even more dense!

In the blink of an eye, Du Jun fought with the statue, with the handprints storming and Luoshu's breath surging. Du Jun did not use other means, but just pointed the handprints of Luoshu toward each other, which was also considered a respect for his ancestors!

The handprints were bombarded, and the momentum was huge.

Du Jun felt awe-inspiring in his heart. This statue was just a trace of his appearance, but it had such power that he could even take out the Luoshu with his complete arms. It was amazing that the ancestors were so powerful that they were so powerful that they were back then.

Another rumbling sound, Du Jun was shrunk a hundred feet away again, and the statue was already full of cracks, as if a gust of wind could break it!

Du Jun's face was solemn, he raised his hand slowly, shouted in a deep voice, and his palm entered the air, the void vibrated, and a handprint of Luoshu was condensed, and he slapped the statue first!

The statue came forward and smashed the handprint with a palm. At this moment, the years seemed to have stopped for a while. The next moment, a rumbling sound came out, the statue exploded and two breaths burst out!

One is the strange aura, and the other is the misty Luoshu aura!

Du Jun's eyes flashed, he used a long sword, slashed over with a loud bang, slashed over the strange aura, refining it, then threw out the banner, wrapping the Luoshu's aura tightly to prevent it from dissipating!

He opened his mouth and sucked it, and put the misty aura of Luoshu into his mouth. With a loud bang, the Yuanhai immediately surged, and the endless aura of Luoshu poured into it. After this, he was refined and crossed into the sea of ​​consciousness!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Luoshu's handprints slowly scattered, sucking a series of breaths into it, slowly growing. After a while, Luoshu's aura was exhausted, and Du Jun's handprints in the sea of ​​consciousness actually gave birth to half of his chest!

After all the limbs, head and chest grew out, even Du Jun dared not imagine the power of this handprint!

He tried to slap it out with a palm. Before the handprint was condensed, the void had already shook through, and the blood light was overwhelming. A blood-colored handprint of about 10 feet slowly floated in front of him!

This time, there is no arm, only one handprint, but its power has increased by many times!

"Maybe there will be no sign of the original image in the sea of ​​consciousness in the future, but a handprint will be condensed!" Du Jun said intimately: "The origin of the Luoshu handprint in the sea of ​​consciousness. The handprint condensed with one palm was similar to the original form. At present, as the origin improves, the handprint has been simplified!"

He raised his eyes and disappeared Mu Kun, sneered, crossed the abyss in a few steps. Before he could reach the platform, he had already slapped his hand with one palm. The void was broken, and ten feet of blood-colored handprints appeared, and he slapped his head at six shriveled corpses!

The six corpses raised their heads together, their skin was as shriveled as old tree bark, and green light flashed in their deep eyes. They stood up together, suddenly, avoided the handprints, and slammed into Du Jun!

Du Jun glanced at him, his heart was shocked, and he said in a lost voice: "Ancestor!"

These six corpses are the six Hanlong ancestors who died here in the past!

"How dare you insult my ancestor!" Du Jun was furious and sacrificed a large flag to touch his heart. The finger of the sky was banged out, and one finger covered the sky and smashed the heavenly spirit of a Hanlong ancestor. With a bang, his body exploded, venting a strange aura!

"Ancestors rest in peace!"

Du Jun roared wildly, breaking the body of his ancestors with his own hands, which made his heart tremble, but now this is the best result!

Five Han Dragon Ancestors rushed over. While they were shattering the body of the first Han Dragon Ancestor, no one moved at the same time, and their thin hands hit Du Jun!

Du Jun groaned and threw it on the platform with a loud bang, causing dust to rise up. The dust flew up. The man stepped out and crossed the void. His hand was like the sky. He thumped a few times and shattered the bodies of five Hanlong ancestors!

In an instant, strange auras swarmed out, and the six auras suddenly gathered and gathered together, and turned into bone reflexes and smashed at Du Jun with a bang!

Du Jun roared angrily, and a big sword slashed away, with a dazzling sword, and a strange aura flew away. He stepped forward. The power of the big hand was unpredictable, and the handprint of Luoshu was condensed and slapped on the strange aura!

The strange aura shook with a loud bang, almost collapsed, and crashed into Du Jun wildly!

Du Jun pointed at him, and with a loud bang, the man's face turned pale, and he groaned, but he did not retreat. He reached out and grabbed the banner, and the banner was waving, rushing over the breath!

The breath shook and retreated a hundred feet apart, but Du Jun followed one step, slashed down, and a loud bang. The rust knife covered the sky with a terrifying power. After several slashes, the breath was smashed!

As soon as the breath dissipated, a great force suddenly emerged from the rust knife, absorbing it all!

Du Jun landed on the ground, silently restrained the six corpses of his ancestors, broke through the rock with a knife, and set up a tomb. With a big slap, he fell into the rock and cracked a rock!

The rust knife was released, cut flat, and carved a few big characters from the ancestor of Han Long, and stood in front of the grave!

He stood up, held a long knife in his hand, and came to the temple with his face becoming more and more cold. After a long time, he reached out and pushed open the door of the temple!
Chapter completed!