Rebirth – City Cultivation

"boom!"

Chen Fan did not expect that his last battle in the wild was started with a dead person 100,000 years ago. Yes, Manda is in the eyes of Chen Fan, no different from the dead.

He was swaying in the air, wearing a battle armor made of the mysterious iron, although the breath of the sky, the horrible mana is vast, but that cover the old and weak. The Emperor Mountain must be buried through a special method to preserve Mang, and maintain a state similar to suspended animation and crouching, in order to let him spend 100,000 years.

But the price paid for it also made Munda closed for a long time, and it was almost impossible to get in touch with the outside world.

When he was detained by Qi Tianjun, he only gave a sacred prince, and he couldn't move it, otherwise it would be very likely to fall. Now, Manda is forced to go out, Chen Fan expects that it will be his last fight.

Manda clearly understands that he is full of strength when he shoots.

"call."

In the palm of the arm, there is a rifle cast by a black iron. On the long gun, the sharp air tears the sky, and it is extremely dignified. It seems to carry a world-like chain of numerous laws. It is wrapped around the handle of the gun, making it thicker and thicker. It is like a hell. The reincarnation of the gun.

"The rule of law?"

Chen Fan’s eyes are condensed.

Just like the Infant's ability to condense the law, the instrument can also converge the law and become the ruler of the world. It contains a avenue of law, even in the hands of mortals, can control a kind of law energy in the world, power is boundless. This kind of treasure, in the universe, is the magic weapon for the real battle of the Yuan Ying monks, far from the heavenly treasures of the monks.

Chen Fanben thought.

The ridiculous road was incomplete, and it was lifted by the squadron. There was no complete law at all. I did not expect that Manda had a handle.

"kill!"

Chen Fan is not afraid.

The nine-color **** wheel slowly turned behind him, and he turned into a terrifying giant, picked up the peaks of the mountains, and slammed into Manwan. The huge mountain peaks, the hoes cover their faces, as if they were crushing the heavens and the earth.

"Yellow spring."

Manda slowly opens.

With his two words spit out, there was a yellow spring river emerging from the air, and the yellow river flowing in the sky, flowing between the heavens and the earth, gathered around him. A gun in the palm of Manda has completely disappeared and turned into a river, running through the void.

There is a war on heaven, and it is directly discolored at this moment:

"It is the law of Huang Quan, and the law that Mande will be mastered is actually 'Yellow Spring'!"

Some people are curious and ask what is the law of Huang Quan.

Most of the kings ignored it, but there were still old monks explaining.

After Jin Dandu robbed Cheng Tianjun, he would condense the law and enlighten a avenue of law between heaven and earth. Whether it is water, fire, thunder, electricity, wind, earth and other common avenues.

It is also a non-mainstream rule such as smoke, red dust, thick soil, and feathering.

Everything in the world can be enlightened, and there are rules.

Even the chess and calligraphy paintings are in the middle of it. There was a monk in the wild, and the rule of chess was made. Every time against the enemy, a chess board was sacrificed, and the square inch was evolved into a hundred miles of mountains and rivers. If there was no Yuan Ying repair, it would not jump.

But the rule of Huang Quan, Nether, and Rein, in any star field, is a very rare rule, and power is endless. It is said that the water of Huangquan, even the Yuanying monk does not dare to contaminate, and when touched, it will lose its memory and will always fall.

A slap in the face of a man, a yellow spring river, Zhao Wei, how horrible?

"What about Chen Tianjun?"

Xu family sisters, suddenly wide eyes.

The young monk next to him smiled and was about to open his mouth for beauty.

I saw that in the void, the water of Huangquan, like the invisible, directly crossed the peak of Wanzhang and hit Chen Fan. Hey. The river was like a gun, and Chen Fan directly penetrated a huge hollow hole, and the hollow edge, as well as the yellow smoke, made a tingling sound.

A face-to-face.

Chen Fan has been hit hard!

"Sure enough, the gun of Huang Quan!"

Everyone is scared.

Even the sorcerer frowned.

God will be a man, and it seems that he has not been restricted by the rule of the world. The law of Huang Quan, he practiced, is completely intact and only has a broken part. Therefore, we can play the power of the peak of Yuan Ying.

"kill!"

In the palm of the hand, the black iron gun, the light is inflated, and the Huangquan River between the heavens and the earth is also round and round, like a yellow rope, killing Chen Fan from a strange place.

"Give me a drive!"

Chen Fan burst.

His feet slammed into the earth, and the talents from the thick earth pythons slammed into them.

"Booming!"

Above the earth, there are dozens of barriers rising directly. Every barrier is made up of the mud of Huang Chengcheng, which seems to be vulnerable. But when you look closely, you find that the walls of the earth cover the radiance of the yellow scorpion, as if it were gold casting, it is extremely strong. Every earthen wall is tens of thousands of feet high and thousands of feet thick.

"Hey!"

The Huangquan River hits the surface of the earth wall, and it breaks through the seventeen-eight-way wall in one breath. After all, it is exhausted.

But Manda as the invincible **** of the year, means only these. I saw his fingers painted and carved lines in the void. Every rune is like a **** from hell, like a ghost crying, a **** sigh.

"No, Manda is calling the ghosts of the underworld."

Someone screamed violently.

It is said that in the year of Manwan, the practice was a secluded one, born from the most mysterious ‘the secluded heavenly domain’. He is now buried for 100,000 years, and the depth of his path is beyond everyone's imagination.

"Stab."

In the void, it seems to open a big mouth.

There is a giant claw that is full of scales and surrounded by black ghosts. The fingers of the giant claws are incomparably sharp, and they shine like a blade. Only one paw appeared, the horrible atmosphere filled the whole world, and the monks who were thousands of miles away were all chilling.

"Netherland Calls for God!"

Manwan lightly drink.

The ghost god, obeying his call, another giant claw, stretched out from the black gap out of thin air. The breath, the horror, is not weaker than the awn. The key, that is, the ghosts and gods of the Netherworld, do not know how many thousands of years have been killed in that cruel world, and they have been trained to be strong and powerful, far from the pseudo-Yuan Yingxiu of the world.

"Chinese boy, I will use your flesh and blood to sacrifice this ghost of the underworld!"

Man's eyes are red and bloody, cracking his mouth, and sarcasm.

"Roar!"

With the last sigh.

Ghosts and gods completely smashed the gap and showed it to the world.

It is hundreds of feet high, and the two corners on the head are backwards. It is as hard as steel. It is covered with cyan scales, and the eyes are like lanterns. A **** mouth is wide open, and the teeth are densely covered. The three-pointed steel fork of the river **** iron forged, a breath of breath, incomparably horrible, and arrived at the peak of Yuan Ying.

"Is this kid, let you summon me?"

Ghosts and gods grin, staring at Chen Fan, his eyes are half-baked, revealing a trace of greed and ferocity: "Although it is only a golden dan, but you have a breath of my favorite, similar to the breath of the beast. Your blood is flesh, eat it. It must be very flavorful, so that this seat can break through the ghost king's realm and add three points of power."

"is it?"

Chen Fan sneered.

The huge wound in his chest is gradually recovering.

"Chinese boy, you just didn't shoot, it is already late. This is a demon that I got from a disciple of Xinghai University, killing him, can summon the ghosts of the underworld. The power of the ghosts in the underworld is far beyond me. The human world imagines that even if it is the same repair, it is far from you and me." Manda smiled.

He is only one day to be able to kill the Chinese.

"Hey, the ghosts of the underworld?"

Chen Fan snorted.

The name of his previous North Xuan Xianzun not only defeated the celestial arrogance of the universe, but also suppressed the title of the world. Don't say that there is a meta-infant ghost in the district. In the last life, Chen Fan once entered the underworld. He did not know how many great demon gods, big ghost kings, even ghost kings and ghost emperors, and they all died in his hands.

In this way, I won the undefeated battle, the title of the cross-pressure!

"kill!"

Chen Fan burst.

His body shape changed into six sacred devils. Then, the six sacred devils became one in the shocking eyes of all, and turned into a six-headed, nine-faced, twenty-six-armed arm, up to a hundred feet. , the ancient demon in the black chaos magic. The demon **** opened his eyes and countless rays of light shot, seemingly see through the three thousand worlds.

"Meng Ya, you said that the ghosts of the underworld are invincible, then this ‘six ancestors’, can you fight one?”

Chen Fan's six heads, while opening, the world of sound and shock.

The green scales of ghosts and gods, originally still careless, but at this moment, see the six demon gods, suddenly eyes stunned, as seen in ghosts: "six ancestors... ancestors?"

The underworld and the devil world are connected.

Chen Fan’s "Six Holy Spirits" is an ancient ancestor that condenses the six fallen in the world. Each of them has been a super-devil in the world of ecstasy. Even if it dies, the ranks are far away. Above.

"Damn, how can there be a ancestral rumor, Mana you mistake me."

The green scales and ghosts roared, turned and tore the void, and wanted to escape to the underworld.

"late."

Chen Fan spoke.

He has twenty-six black scales, such as eagle, dragon, snake, ghost, and scorpion. Different arms stretch out at the same time, and they plung into the void, and grasp the green scales.

"what."

The green scales and ghosts were suppressed by the ranks, and even the resistance was too late. They were directly attacked by Chen Fan, and they were instantly torn into twenty-six pieces.

"Hey."

Countless black blood, and cyan scales, filled with this void. The ghosts and gods of the singular and vain, even without the courage to resist, were directly torn.

Chen Fan got an inch, but he stepped out and came to the side of Manda. Regardless of the mighty Huangquan, the first step is to cover the world:

"You dare to kill my Chinese ancestor, I will kill you the Emperor Mountain to pay homage to the ancestors!"

The devil's palm is moving.

Mandala will be under the palm of the hand, like an ant, easily crushed.

Ps: The third is more, the author continues to write the fourth more ^_^