Rebirth – City Cultivation

Ten dozen Tianjun devils, blocking the door of the fairy land, intimidating Chen Fan.

This incident has long been spread all over the world. How can many monks not come? Including these peaks of their longevity list, they also want to see one eye, this is the most brilliant battle in the past few years.

But they can't find Chen Fan, not Chen Fan's opponent. They naturally look at the goddess Chen Fan and the **** of the goddess Jin Dan.

"Someone is in the southwest corner of the 59th floor and seems to have seen them."

Gu Xiaoyi answered.

"I really don't know how to live and die."

Xiao Hong’s eyes were pumping, and the voice was a bit sour. At least seven Tianzongs have already issued a wanted order to Lin Wuhua, and they will kill them. Provide a message, reward the top grade Lingbao, if you can seize, the highest, you can even ask Tianjun to shoot once. With such a high reward, the whole world was sensational. Numerous monks poured into the ancient magical.

Lin Wuhua and others, even if they are trained to be stronger, face the chasing of this wave, naturally exhausted.

"It seems that they want to rush into the 60th floor, with the power of the ancient Mozu, to block the pursuit of soldiers." Jun Aocheng nodded, the eyes of the war, more and more Xiong Lie.

"Unfortunately, Chen Beixuan has entered the fairy soil. It has been in April, how to force the emperor's mountain to be forced. It is like a tortoise. It is not like a tortoise. I don't believe it. He can't hear the outside world. Fudu's ancestors, but the disciples under his life. Every day, I yelled at the fairy soil." Gu Xiaoyi carried a long sword and shook his head.

"Hey, I see Chen Beixuan, he is afraid."

Xiao Hong is cold.

For a time, even Jun Aocheng was silent.

Chen Beixuan!

This is the most sensational name of the past few years. Especially in recent months, the whole world was covered by his scenery. Knife 斩天君, killing the devil, the ten heavenly kings block the door, the emperor mountain is born... One thing, any one happening to others, is enough to be famous, let alone gathered in him.

Jun Aocheng will know.

At this moment, all the ‘Qinghe Building’ all the time is full. Numerous monks lived in the Qinghe Building, and they thought that although they were witnessing, the latest news of the ancient magic line.

Can Chen Fan go through the customs of the Ten Great Heavens in the end, and what should I do in the face of the Emperor Mountain?

"I see Chen Beixuan is awkward. He can definitely see the outside scene in the fairy soil. You think, the ten heavenly kings block the door, and there are five devils in the demon, looking for him to avenge Yuanlong. It’s me, I don’t dare to come out. Is Chen Beixuan strong again, can he win over the top ten kings?”

There are senior monks sneer.

Everyone nodded.

It is not that I don’t believe in Chen Fan’s strength. Fudu ancestor, Shenyan Tianjun, Tianzhu sword master, virtual emperor Tianjun... one is higher than one, and the seniority is old. Which one is not a big monk who has been tens of thousands of years old? Nothing is weaker than Hongyang Tianjun.

Chen Fan can slash a Hongyang, can it not be ten at the same time?

"It is said that the entire Chinese nation has been washed by the gods of the Emperor Mountain, and the monks above the heavens are empty. There are hundreds of millions of Chinese nationalities. Although this small family can not be repaired, it is really strong, and it is a challenge to the infant. It’s a pity that it’s said that there is only one big elder left above, and the rest are all dead. Now the whole family has been detained to the Emperor Mountain, and it is estimated that it has arrived.”

Another well-informed person sighed. "I don't know how many more to die in this trip. The dungeons of the Emperor Mountain can be consumed by extraordinary people."

"If I want to go to Chen Beixuan, I will go directly to the Emperor Mountain and recommend Xuanyuan with blood!" There are young monks who yell at the case.

"Hey, for four months, Chen Beixuan didn't have any news. He was afraid that he would hide somewhere. Otherwise, he would not know the outside world because of his cultivation. After that, his choice, I can understand."

An old monk, shaking his head slightly.

There are doubters, disdainers, those who have fallen into the rocks, and those who have had fun.

Throughout the day, there are a lot of discussions, discussing why Chen Fan does not come out. You know, it’s been a few days since the March ban under the Emperor’s mountain.

Everyone said.

Chen Fan must retreat, no matter whether the Ten Heavenly Kings or the Emperor Mountain, he is not able to provoke. It is better to retreat to the millennium, and then repair the Dacheng and revenge.

"Can bend and stretch, it is less angry." Town Magic Tianzong Zongzhu comment.

"Hey, the hero is not free, who told him that Chen Beixuan is too embarrassed, and provoked so many forces? Really think that he is invincible?" Wu Jia ancestor Wu Wending long sighed.

"Unfortunately, I still want to marry the family niece to him." Wang family ancestors shook his head.

Northern wilderness, reincarnation, town demon, longevity... Almost all the Tianyu wilderness areas are discussing Chen Fan. Although there are also a small number of Chen Fan's supporters, most of them have already determined that Chen Fan must retire from the three homes and escape from the split.

After all, the Emperor Mountain and the Ten Great Heavens, it is impossible to block the gates of the fairy earth for dozens of hundred years.

But that's it.

The Chinese people must be destroyed, and the name of Chen Fan will be connected with the escapers and the timid in the wild, and they will not be able to wash. Many Chen Fan supporters expect him to appear, but as time gets closer, everyone is desperate.

"Chen predecessor... Do you really want to give up the Chinese and give up on us?"

A layer of ancient demon, Yun Yier, Mu Hongti squatting, squatting, the atmosphere is low, the youngest cloud Yier, and even the eyes are red like peaches.

After Lin Huahua’s sword was behind, he licked his lips and said nothing.

Even her, I am not too sure.

...

"Almost, I will wait for another half day. After half a day, the ban of the Emperor Mountain is full in March, and the Chinese are destined to destroy the family. His Chen Beixuan can endure the vengeance of the genocide. This thousand-year-old king, I can wait for patience. he."

Fairy outside.

When the outside sun climbs into the sky, it enters noon. Among the top ten light groups, one of the flaming light groups was opened. It is the **** of the flames.

As soon as he said it, everyone was laughing.

"For such a coward, I am waiting for the teacher to move the crowd, and really do a big problem." Tianzhu sword master shook his head, very disappointed. He was wrapped in a group of swords, and his body was sturdy, as if he wanted to tear the sky.

The Emperor of Heaven, the ghost ancestors, and the goddess of heaven, nodded.

Even the oldest, the oldest Fudu ancestors, all sighed, seemingly regretting that they were too cautious.

‘These people...’

It’s cool and beautiful, and it’s covered with chaos. The gods with their wings are standing behind the Emperor’s Emperor, and their eyes are hateful.

She was forcibly called by the Emperor of Heaven, after all, it was a reincarnation of the disciples, and she could not help but listen to the reincarnation of the ancestors. But seeing these Tianjun so despised Chen Fan, the **** of the heart, is not worthy for Chen Fan.

‘But Chen Beixuan... Do you really want to give up Xiao Man and your people? ’

In the heart of the gods, when I was shaking, a cold voice suddenly came from the fairy earth:

"You are here, are you waiting to die?"

Everyone turned their heads.

I saw a young boy in Tsing Yi, carrying his hands and calmly stepping out of the sky. He has no sorrow and no sorrow, no trace of feelings, like many heavenly kings, such as a stone, an ant, a grass mustard, it is Chen Fan.

The sage is not benevolent, seeing all beings as a dog.

I see you all, it’s all dead!

PS: Three more, the writing is late, but write a little more. After getting up, fight for a wave of ^_^.