The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"snort!"

Qin Jun snorted coldly, shook his right hand, and fired his sword energy, instantly cutting off the other twenty-three heads and eighteen arms of Zhunti, causing blood to fly.

The severe pain made Zhunti's face distorted, but he did not dare to say a word and could only endure it with a forced smile.

"Kneel down!"

Qin Jun shouted in a deep voice, Zhunti's pupils dilated, and his body couldn't help but tremble. The humiliation occupied his heart, making him want to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

"I count to three, if you don't kneel down, both body and soul will be destroyed!"

Qin Jun laughed coldly, his smile full of murderous intent.

Zhunti and the Blood-devouring Demon God teamed up to torture Ji Haoye, completely igniting Qin Jun's anger.

Qin Jun will not let them die directly, that would be too cheap for them!

"three!"

"two!"

Facing Qin Jun's persecution, Zhunti finally couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down in front of him with a plop.

Zhunti understood that if he wanted to escape, he would never be able to escape.

The speed Qin Jun showed just now was beyond his reach.

His heart was full of hatred and unwillingness, as well as disbelief. Why did Qin Jun become so strong?

He would never have imagined that Qin Jun's boots were also the treasures of chaos.

"Please, Your Majesty, spare my life and that of my disciple!"

Zhunti gritted his teeth and said, exiting behind Buddha Mother Dharma. His shoulders were dripping with blood, and his whole person looked very miserable.

Qin Jun looked at him indifferently, raised his right index finger, forced out a drop of blood essence, and drilled it into Zhunti's forehead at an extremely fast speed. It was none other than the Insect of All Tribulations.

Zhunti trembled all over, raised his head sharply, and said in a trembling voice: "You..."

He quickly activated his magic power, trying to force out Qin Jun's essence and blood. However, Qin Jun was now stronger than him, and the Ten Thousand Tribulations Chong was also getting stronger. He could not stop the Wanjie Chong's invasion at all. Before long, Wanjie Chong The imperial insect merges with all his essence and blood, including his soul.

Qin Jun's mind was moved, Zhunti knelt on the ground, held his head and screamed.

"Ahhhh——"

Zhunti's screams were even worse than Ji Haoye's before, and spread far across the earth.

The listeners thought that Mo Jingcang or Confucius was injured. Only the voice of a saint could spread so widely.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Mo Jingcang and Confucius, who were fighting, also heard Zhunti's screams. They quickly retreated and stopped.

"That was just now..."

Mo Jingcang said doubtfully, looking at Confucius warily, he swept away his consciousness.

The same is true for Confucius.

Soon, their consciousness captured Qin Jun and Zhunti.

Emperor of Heaven!

Mo Jingcang's body trembled subconsciously, and soon, his expression changed dramatically because he felt the breath of the Blood-devouring Demon God.

Confucius was frightened by Zhunti. The dignified Western leader knelt down in front of Qin Jun and howled in pain?

"what is going on?"

Confucius was full of doubts, while Mo Jingcang was disturbed by the blood-devouring demon god.

He gritted his teeth and left immediately.

Confucius quickly pursued and supported Qin Jun.

Soon, they arrived at the place where Lord Qin was. The speed of the saint was beyond anyone's imagination.

Zhunti was already lying on the ground, convulsing all over, and his voice was hoarse in pain.

The Blood-devouring Demon God lay in the deep pit, his bones shattered like a puddle of flesh.

Ji Haoye was burned all over, but he was not dead yet and was trying hard to get up.

The scene was very strange and made Mo Jingcang nervous. Confucius came to Qin Jun and asked: "Your Majesty, what happened?"

His Majesty!

They are indeed in the same group!

Mo Jingcang's heart tightened for a moment. He was now in a desperate situation, but he had to save the Blood-devouring Demon God.

After all, that is his son!

"Emperor of Heaven..."

Mo Jingcang gritted his teeth and said, before he finished speaking, Qin Jun turned around and squinted at him.

The cold purple eyes were so sharp that Mo Jingcang shrank his neck in fear, not knowing what to say.

"snort!"

Qin Jun snorted coldly. He no longer controlled the Ten Thousand Tribulations Royal Chong in his heart. Zhunti was relieved and lay on the ground, panting non-stop.

"What are you doing here? Want to challenge me again?"

Qin Jun stared at Mo Jingcang and asked, and pounced on Mo Jingcang with supreme pressure, scaring Mo Jingcang to retreat quickly.

Even if he became a saint, facing Qin Jun, he had a hunch that he was definitely no match for Qin Jun. If they fought, he would die miserably.

Mo Jingcang said awkwardly: "I just want to take my son away..."

Facing Mr. Qin, he did not dare to call himself me.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and said, "Is he the Blood-devouring Demon God? He wants to eat my apprentice, what should I do?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jingcang's heart beat wildly and he subconsciously looked at Ji Haoye who was in extremely miserable condition.

"Could it be..."

He looked at Zhunti again. Could this poor saint be Zhunti who kidnapped the Blood-devouring Demon God?

When he thought of this, he looked at Zhunti with eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I'm asking you something!"

Qin Junhan said in a cold voice. As he spoke, he came to Mo Jingcang, quickly clasped his neck with his left hand and raised him high.

Confucius's eyes widened when he saw that Mo Jingcang was as good as him, but he had no power to resist in front of Qin Jun!

How strong is His Majesty?

Ji Haoye, who was lying far away, struggled to open his eyes and looked at Qin Jun's figure. His eyes were full of complexity, his pupils were beating wildly, and traces of heat overflowed from his flesh and blood, gradually burning.

"Master..."

Ji Haoye gritted his teeth and murmured, this was the first time he called Master Qin Jun.

He had long regarded Qin Jun as his master, but he was too embarrassed to speak. Now that Qin Jun appeared when he was in danger, he was both moved and ashamed.

He is ashamed of Qin Jun’s teachings!

"Why am I so weak..."

Ji Haoye fell into rage. The pain just now had brought him to the edge of collapse. The more he thought about it, the more he went crazy.

The flames on his body became more and more fierce, and with a roar, his whole body burned.

Qin Jun, Mo Jingcang, and Confucius all turned their heads to look, just in time to see Ji Haoye turn into a flaming man.

"This is……"

Confucius frowned and Mo Jingcang was stunned. They could all feel that Ji Haoye was getting stronger!

How can he still become stronger after being so seriously injured?

Qin Jun squinted his eyes, wondering what he was thinking. He could sense that Ji Haoye's vitality was increasing, so he didn't take action.

"What kind of bloodline does this guy have?"

Qin Jun thought very strongly that Ji Haoye's fighting talent was extremely strong, but it was more difficult for him to achieve breakthroughs than ordinary creatures. This was similar to the Extreme Flame Demon God.

But because Ji Haoye did not have the characteristics of the Extreme Flame Demon God, Qin Jun did not think much about the Extreme Flame Demon God.

But now...

He was actually on fire!

Could he really be the first-generation Extreme Flame Demon God?

"His bloodline is awakening!"

The system sounded coldly in Jun Qin's mind, making him frown slightly and thought in confusion: "Can chaotic creatures awaken their bloodline?"

"The creatures of chaos are all like the sons of the great road. They are entangled in luck, and their bloodline often represents a certain law. They cannot be in the strongest state when they are newly born with spiritual intelligence."

The system replied, making Qin Jun stunned.

At this time, Ji Haoye stood up suddenly, his whole body covered in flames. He bent back, raised his head and roared, shaking away the sea of ​​clouds above.