The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"Damn it, this guy is too powerful, we can't do anything to him!"

"Hold on, we must kill him, otherwise there will be endless trouble!"

"Behind Jin Wuhui is Sheng Chao. We have offended him and cannot let him escape!"

"To put it lightly, we can't defeat him!"

The monks who surrounded the young man in black were casting spells and cursing at each other. They all seemed a little panicked. On the other hand, the young man in black who was besieged had a very indifferent expression, as if he was not fighting, but watching.

No regrets now?

Qin Jun, who was walking towards them, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He had heard about this for a long time.

The super genius who ranks number one on the list, the target pursued by the younger generation of the entire South Territory.

While thinking about it, Qin Jun's pace has not slowed down. It doesn't matter if he is number one on the list. After all, it just means high potential. Looking at the entire Southern Territory, he is not really a strong person. Jin Wuhui may have the support of forces behind him, but he himself But being used to living alone, such a genius does not pose a threat to him, and the two of them have no entanglement, they are just strangers.

The road is overturned, everyone goes his own way!

"Huh! A bunch of guys who don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

Jin Wuhui snorted coldly. As he spoke, he held his sword and slashed downwards. A crescent-like sword light condensed and formed instantly. It was extremely fast and struck directly at the monks below. Several monks were cut off on the spot. With a sound, the sword light fell on the mountain wall, and gravel flew everywhere, causing the whole mountain to tremble.

After the dust dispersed, a ravine fifty meters long and two meters wide was left on the mountain wall. The power of a sword was so terrifying!

At this moment, there are only more than twenty enemies left by Jin Wuxi, and it is estimated that they will all die under his sword in a short time. The gap between the Mortal Transformation Realm and the Void Transformation Realm is like a natural chasm, which is difficult to cross.

After the sword blow, the remaining monks were too frightened to come closer to Jin Wuhui, and they all stared at him with gritted teeth.

Soon someone noticed Qin Jun and others approaching, and so did Jin Wuhui.

There is no way, Qin Jun's group is too weird, Liu Bowen looks like a kind middle-aged man, Lei Zhenzi is as ugly as a hungry ghost, Yuan Hong is obviously a white ape monster, and he is as miserable as a skeleton. Qin Jun looks like a handsome young man, and his black and white appearance is scary, especially his long tongue is chilling.

It's quite a weird combination, no matter how you look at it, it feels nondescript.

Jin Wuhui frowned because he found that except for Qin Jun and Liu Bowen, he could not see through the cultivation of the others. The most important thing was that this group of people was obviously unscrupulous and strolled in without knowing their purpose.

Of course Qin Jun didn't want to meddle in other people's business, he just followed Black and White Wuchang.

But Black and White Wuchang didn't pay attention to these people at all, so he just led the way without even bothering to explain.

Seeing them getting closer and closer, the monks who were hostile to Jin Wuhui couldn't hold back any longer. One of the one-eyed monks shouted angrily: "The Black Burning God Religion is doing business, so don't get too close to me!"

"What's the fuss about?"

Li Cunxiao yelled back impatiently. His voice was much more domineering than the one-eyed monk, and the valley and gorges were instantly silenced.

"We are just passing by, you continue!"

Qin Jun smiled and said that while they were talking, they had already arrived below the monks. The monks of the Black Burning God Sect and Jin Wuhui were all suspended in the air, so there was no one on the ground to stop them.

Passing by?

The monks of the Black Burning God looked at each other, but they did not dare to act rashly. Such a bold group of people must not be simple.

There are no fools in Borderland. Those who dare to be arrogant must be highly skilled or have a good background.

Jin Wuhui also stared at Qin Jun with a frown. He could tell at a glance that this group was led by Qin Jun. What interested him most was that Qin Jun was very young, as if he was sixteen or seventeen years old, but he had the eighth level of transformation. With a high level of cultivation, perhaps Qin Jun is already very old and is just proficient in the art of keeping one's appearance.

In this way, Qin Jun and others passed by without any hindrance. Looking at their leaving figures, the monks of the Black Burning God Sect looked at each other.

Really passing by?

"snort!"

Jin Wuhui's cold snort brought the Black Burning Cult monks back from their thoughts, and the battle broke out again.

Rumble——

Listening to the explosion behind him, Qin Jun did not look back, but sighed: "The world is really in chaos."

"Jianghu?" Li Cunxiao asked doubtfully.

"Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes." Qin Jun pretended to be inscrutable and said, which made Liu Bowen and others think deeply. This sentence sounded very profound.

Qin Jun didn't care about why Jin Wuhui and the Black Burning God Sect were fighting.

It's just for the sake of profit. The reason why Death Valley attracts monks is because there are many treasures of heaven and earth hidden in the valley.

After about an hour of burning incense, they came to a cave. The surrounding woods were dense, and the entrance of the cave was covered by grass. If you didn't get closer, you wouldn't be able to see that there was a cave hidden here.

"Are you sure it's inside?"

Qin Jun asked aloud, his expression seemed a little painful, would the Abyss Sect establish the branch here?

No matter how he thought about it, it seemed impossible.

This cave can only accommodate one person entering and exiting. If there is danger, wouldn't the monks at the Abyss Gate be doomed?

"Yes, there are dozens of demon disciples inside." Bai Wuchang nodded. He paused, and then continued: "And we saw a magma lake below. The spiritual energy in it was extremely rich, and it seemed to be gestating... What."

Lava lake?

Qin Jun couldn't help frowning, and then said directly: "Who will blow up this mountain for me!"

He didn't want to go into that narrow cave, and their goal was the portal leading to the abyss gate, and they didn't care about anything else.

"I'll do it! You guys stay back!"

Yuan Hong, who was carrying the iron rod, smiled and said. Black and White Wuchang couldn't help but look at him in surprise. This mountain is nearly five hundred meters high. The most important thing is that the mountain stretches for thousands of meters. Can it really be destroyed by someone?

Qin Jun nodded, then turned around and retreated. Liu Bowen, Lei Zhenzi, Li Cunxiao, and Mo Gujie followed closely behind him. Hei Bai Wuchang had no choice but to suppress his doubts and retreat.

At the same time, the old man Sang Liang unexpectedly appeared again at the corner of the canyon not far away. He still had a piece of grass in his mouth, and he was wearing a shabby cassock, which made him look nondescript.

The Buddha would probably be furious to death when he saw his careless look.

"Hey, Mr. Jun Qing, what a coincidence, we have met again."

Sang Liang seemed very happy to see Qin Jun, so he walked over quickly.

Qin Jun's lips twitched. This old monk had been following him!

"Get out of here!" Qin Jun shouted impatiently. If he hadn't considered that Tathagata Buddha might be standing behind Sang Liang, he would have really wanted Lei Zhenzi to kill Sang Liang.

At the same time, Yuan Hong raised the iron rod diagonally with one hand, preparing to blow up the mountain in front of him.

"Master Jun Qing, I'm not following you." Sang Liang explained with a playful smile: "I'm here to investigate the traces of the legendary Demon of Death Valley, which seems to be here..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Hong swung out his iron rod.

With one swing of the stick, the situation changes color!

Third update! There are two more updates in the evening~~ You need to save the manuscript if it breaks out. If you are not reading a book for the first time, you should all understand that writing a book takes time and be considerate of each other~~~Those who say I will update it first. . I thought you were joking. . I think too much~~~You always say this~but you don’t~really feel sorry for me~~~