The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

"Walk.

Without much hesitation, Xiao Chen stepped into the void and immediately flew towards the city. As he expected, Fengtian Sect was in the Fengjia Xuan Realm in the center of the city to survive the tribulation. The defenses in the city were already ten times as high as usual. .

"Who... stop!"

Seeing someone heading towards the center of the city, the cultivators in the city immediately flew up to stop them. Some of these cultivators were from the Feng family, and some were cultivators from Fengtian City. This time, their mission was to protect the Fengtian Sect. To overcome the tribulation, no one is allowed to disturb the Fengjia Xuan Realm in the city.

"You...you are! You are Xiao Yichen!"

Although almost four years have passed, the shocking scene in Fengtian City that day left such a deep impression on people that at this moment, someone recognized Xiao Chen immediately.

"Someone...come here!"

Seeing Xiao Chen, the cultivators of the Feng family panicked. Facing this murderous god in front of them, the three elders who had already entered the Seventh Realm were all seriously injured. How could they stop him? How can you not be surprised?

Sure enough, before these people could rush up, Xiao Chen turned into a flash of light and flew past. The powerful wind blew away those who were blocking him.

No one could stop him along the way. The cultivators of the Seventh Realm were no longer his match. Soon, he and Xiao Meng'er arrived at the center of the city. However, outside the Fengjia Xuan Realm, there were very powerful formations. Law.

At this time, in the Feng family, everyone looked at the man who looked like a murderer in the sky. They were all panicked at this moment. The elders quickly dispatched, but they couldn't even withstand the opponent's blow. The entire Feng family's profound realm began to shake. When I got up, black clouds were rolling in the sky, and the scene was terrifying.

“I’m afraid that today… for our Feng family, a thousand-year catastrophe is approaching.

The faces of more than a dozen elders have turned pale, and they don't care about so much at this time. They know that it is useless to say anything now. Back then, the head of the family lowered tens of thousands of heavenly fires from the sky of Nether Void, and the two sides were already fighting to the death. At this moment, they can only delay Stay with this person until the head of the family comes out of the tribulation.

"Stop him!"

Several elders led people to fly to the sky again. Unfortunately, Xiao Chen is no longer what he was three years ago. Although the Feng family is powerful in Changzhou, now in the entire Feng family, except for Feng Tianzong, there is no one with the same strength as him. Zhan, the rest of the people will just die if they go no matter how hard they go.

"laugh!"

The light of the sword flashed, and blood splashed in the air. In front of everyone, Xiao Chen killed an elder with a seventh-level cultivation with one sword. The others were so frightened that they kept retreating.

I recall that back then, no matter how powerful he was, he still had to consume his own energy and blood to seriously injure three elders. But now, he casually killed an elder with one sword. Could it be that his cultivation level has already entered the realm of The eighth realm!

"Oops...he's going to the Xuan Realm!"

The expressions of the elders below changed when they saw that Xiao Chen had gone to the Xuan Valley in the Back Mountain at this time. Unfortunately, with their cultivation, they could not stop this person at all.

Along the way, Xiao Chen felt as if he was in a deserted place, and soon he came to the Xuan Valley in the back mountain of the Feng family. This place is about a thousand feet high, and the bottom is even more bottomless. Below this valley is the Fengtian Sect. A place to overcome tribulation.

"Fengtian Sect..."

Looking at the layers of formation restrictions below, Xiao Chen's eyes turned cold. Just as he was about to swoop down, he suddenly sensed three murderous auras coming from the east, west, and north directions.

"Um?"

The other party was at least in the middle of the eighth realm. Xiao Chen did not dare to take it too lightly, so he immediately stopped and stared coldly ahead, only to see three more figures in the void.

These three people are an old man in purple with two fingers together and surrounded by flying swords; a tall old man in red with a big bell on his shoulders; and another sitting in the air with a Yao Qin on his knees. The old man in blue.

These three people all looked a little unfathomable, but the expression on Xiao Chen's face did not change at all, and he said calmly, "The old thief is not worried about choosing this place to survive the tribulation. It seems that... he even specially invited three masters." to protect him."

"Wherever you come from, little friend, you should go back to where you came from... Don't cross this line." The old man in green, playing the piano, said calmly, his sleeves moving with the wind, and the sound of the piano melodious.

Xiao Chen looked at the three of them and said calmly, "I also want to say that this matter has nothing to do with the three of them. Where did the three of them come from? It's better to go back to where they went. It's not easy for the three of you to practice cultivation. Within a hundred years , may be able to step into the ninth realm, it is really a pity to die here today.”

"Arrogant kid, what a loud tone!"

The old man in red who was carrying the bronze bell in the middle suddenly shouted loudly, picked up the bell, and slapped the belly of the bell hard, "Boom!" A rolling sound of the bell, like thunder from the sky, came immediately, and even the people behind him caught up with him. The masters of the Feng family were shocked by the sound of the bell, and their blood surged, and they flew backwards.

But Xiao Chen was always hanging in the air, motionless as a mountain, not even moving the corner of his clothes. The old man in purple, surrounded by flying swords, couldn't help but condensed in his heart, thinking that the Xuanhuang Bell of his third brother, even himself, might not be able to do it. With such calmness and calmness, this person's internal strength is so impressive...

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a spiritual thought to the old man in red holding the bronze bell, "Third brother, don't be impulsive. Although this man is not very old, his cultivation level is at the peak of his age. Below you and me.”

"snort!"

Unexpectedly, before the old man in purple had finished speaking, the old man in red suddenly picked up the bronze bell in his hand and attacked Xiao Chen. The attack was fast and fierce. With the sound of the bell, many masters from the Feng family came behind. He couldn't bear it. If it weren't for the fire phoenix bloodline in his body, his internal organs would have been damaged by the sound of the bell.

However, Xiao Chen seemed not to be bothered by the sound of the bell at all. Just when the old man in red was attacking, he suddenly disappeared in full view of everyone. The next moment, when he reappeared, it was almost like a sword light. He suddenly passed by the old man in red.

"ah!"

Before the old man in red could see clearly, his throat was already splattered with blood, and his throat was cut open by Xiao Chen's finger as a blade.

"Third brother!"

The old man in purple was shocked, what a speed! Not only is he extremely fast, but his cultivation has reached the level of his third brother, and he has a body protected by mystical arts. Even ordinary swords can hardly hurt his body. But this man can seriously injure his third brother by condensing his true energy with two fingers. Body, how much profound skill does this require?

Thinking of this, the old man in purple didn't dare to hesitate, and with two fingers together, he immediately used the flying sword to kill Xiao Chen. These dozen flying swords instantly turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, and slashed at Xiao Chen fiercely. Go, but even in the face of such a powerful rain of swords, Xiao Chen still evades him like a god. His speed is so fast that no one can see clearly. There are so many phantoms in the void that it is really difficult to distinguish the real from the real.

"ah!"

Just like the old man in red, even though the old man in purple was slightly better in cultivation, he still couldn't see clearly where Xiao Chen's true body was. When he saw it clearly, the other party's palm had already hit his chest, instantly shaking his muscles and bones. It was broken by an inch, vomiting blood from the mouth, and flew backwards.

On the other side, the old man in green who was playing the harp saw that his second and third brothers were both injured in his hands. He suddenly picked up the Yao harp on his lap, held the harp in one hand, and played the harp in the other. The sound of the harp suddenly sounded as fierce as the wind and rain!

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

It was originally a three-foot Yao harp, but at this moment it played the cold sound of gold and iron horses, and the killing of thousands of armies. Every sound of the harp was full of murderous intent, and it was also extremely powerful. It is extremely difficult for cultivators below the ninth realm to Resist the sound of the piano.

In the void, Xiao Chen's body movements were changing, like ghosts and gods. After coming out of the ancient trace this time, his speed, strength, and consciousness were no longer comparable to those three years ago, especially after integrating the ancient Qinglian. It can be said that his cultivation level has improved by at least three realms, and now even a strong person in the eighth realm is mediocre in front of him.

"Zheng!" He also avoided the last sound of the piano, and in the next moment, he was in front of the old man in green.

"The sound of senior's zither sounds too heavy for killing. Why don't I leave it to you to play a song for senior?"

Xiao Chen's voice was calm, and when he spoke, he pushed out with his palm. The strong wind of his palm actually forced the old man in green to step back, and then he forcibly snatched the Yao Qin from the opponent's hand.

"Senior, listen to the sound of the strings that penetrate your bones."

Xiao Chen grabbed the Yao Qin with one hand, without saying a word, waving his fingers, the sound of the Qin was like waves, like landslides and tsunamis, ups and downs, seemingly chaotic, but the sound was like a blade, penetrating into the bones!

Such a terrifying sound caused the old man in green clothes to bleed first from his nose, then from his eyes, then from his ears, and finally vomited blood from his mouth. His internal organs were damaged by the sound, and his seven orifices were bleeding, and he flew backwards.

As soon as Xiao Chen sent his hand away, the Yao Qin also flew over and hit the arms of the old man in green clothes, causing the sound of the Qin to stop abruptly.

In the distance, everyone was stunned, and Xiao Meng'er was also silent. Sure enough, after merging the ancient Qinglian, his cultivation level has become very terrifying. Even if he returns to the human world, not many people can be like him. rival.