Rebirth – City Cultivation

"call."

The wind whistled, the waves waved, and the hurricane turned. At the moment, the mighty sun has fallen from the setting sun, and the golden sunlight has fallen on the lake, which is like a layer of gold scales, and the waves are flying.

And at the moment.

A vast number of urban sects, even the extraterrestrial monks, are looking at the Tsing Yi teenager. Seeing that he stepped on the top of the Emperor Mountain, he stepped on the foot of Manwan, who was invincible 100,000 years ago.

Chen Fandeng was in front of the emperor.

Countless people have guessed that he is looking for a dead end. Some people think that Chen Fan is just pretending to be a sham. More people think that Chen Fan was stunned by his previous record and did not know the power of the Emperor Mountain.

Including the elders of the New Moon, the flowers and the shadows, including the Wu family ancestor Wu Wending, etc., the psychological is Chen Fan's uneasy, think that his trip is extremely unwise.

"Hey, Chen Tianjun has a lot of years, and he is slowly circling with the Emperor Mountain. He is only in the Golden Age at this moment. If he is cultivated into a Yuan Ying, who can look at it, who can be an enemy?"

More than one monk sighed.

Even the few elders left by the Chinese have tried to persuade Chen Fan to stay in Qingshan without ignoring the firewood. This hatred is slowly liquidated with the Emperor Mountain.

But no one thought.

Chen Fanru, like a thunder, sweeps the air, thunder and lightning, easily sweeping the nine great gods, the five major masters, the black robe gods, even the gods will be born in the world, to sacrifice the immortal god's decree, can not stop Chen Fan's blow.

although.

Chen Fan also paid a huge price.

After all, it was a great power, and Chen Fanqiang hit the ninth turn of the celestial wheel, destroying the scorpion, and was forced to use the great power of ‘Nine annihilation’ and suffered tremendous pressure. At this moment, I only saw that his golden light, the immortal immortal gold body, cracked out a series of fine lines, some lines are very long, and even infiltrated the pale golden blood. At this moment, Chen Fan is like a porcelain doll with spider webs.

Even the glorious nine-turned fairy wheel, the light dimmed at this time, the nine kinds of gods above, all fell into paralysis. Obviously paying a huge price.

But this time.

Chen Fan’s glory is in the sky. Many Tianjun, no one dared to look at his gaze, let alone shot.

This is the power!

One person presses one, the power of invincible!

Even Jing Hai’s ancestors, who are most hostile to Chen Fan, bowed their heads and bowed to the invincible Xeon. At that moment, countless monks bowed their heads, and then the arrogant and arrogant Tianjun had to admit. After the emperor's mountains are behind, the dawn will rise to a new hegemon.

His name.

It is Chen Beixuan!

"Ah! Ah! I don't accept it! How can I worship in the hands of a Chinese junior? I was in the same year, but I personally left the head of your family, Jiang Shenjun, killing countless geniuses of your family, I am not convinced!"

Mandala will be arrogant.

He was stepped on his feet by Chen Fan, and his body was broken. He showed pale and bloodless muscles. His body was scarred and his body was almost smashed by the gods. But he still forced the mana to be forced to break free.

"You can only squat when you are not convinced, look at me, how to level the emperor's mountain, kill you and all the descendants of the heavens, one does not stay. Let your whole system, all disappeared into the world. So, can you report me? Chinese people bear blood and hatred."

Chen Fan's foot, Jinguang Shenxia bursts, pressed him to death, the sound is cold.

As he spoke, he sacrificed his sword.

The ninety-nine-handed-gear-sword swordsmanship, turned into a stream of light, like countless stars, killing all around. There are still remaining elders in the Emperor Mountain, as well as many disciples, who rushed up.

However, the Gengxing Swordsman, after Chen Fan’s years of warming, has been chasing Tianbao, and the ninety-nine-handed flying swords, each of which has torn the sky, is filled with gorgeous silver awns, like the Galaxy nine days. A single hit power can rival the Golden Dragon Peak, not to mention the ninety-nine hits?

"Hey."

The sword gas tears the sky, and the silver glow shines. On the mountain of the emperor, a long silver awn is drawn, just like the tail of a comet.

One disciple of the Emperor Mountain, the commander and even the heavenly general, holding the soldiers, wearing the armor desperately rushed up, but Chen Fanyi sword pierced his head, blood filled the sky, killing people rolling.

At this moment, Chen Fan is really killing.

The **** feud of Jiang Shenjun 100,000 years ago, the grievances of Qi Tianjun thousands of years ago, and the blood debts of many elders a few months ago, a pen, are counted in Chen Fanjian.

Hey.

Flying swords dance, the power of each sword is stronger than before, in the end, like a wind and thunder, with incredible power.

"Hey!"

There is a Yuan Ying elder who secretly survived and couldn’t help it anymore, forcibly shot and killed Chen Fan. Chen Fan directly pointed out a finger:

"The Qing Emperor shattered God!"

This refers to the fall of the sky and the crushing of everything. Directly penetrated the Yuan elders and elders, one after another, the bodyguards and secret treasures, the light fluttering point in his deep knowledge of the Yuan Ying.

"puff."

The elder's direct eyes are dark, the Yuan Ying bursts, the flesh loses its soul, and the cliffs are planted in the cliffs.

So two or three times later.

There are surviving elders full of blood and tears:

"The ancestors of the Emperor Mountain, do you want to let this demon head, blood wash my emperor's mountain, kill my descendants, trample on the majesty of my emperor's mountain?"

As he burst out.

Throughout the Emperor Mountain, suddenly the light shines brightly, and the laws of one after another emerge from the air. Between the heavens and the earth, countless patterns, full of killing and burning, slowly running, like a large mill to crush the void, and even vaguely a divine power.

"And there is a fascinating old man? Unfortunately, Manda is at my feet, and you can also turn the sky?"

Chen Fan is cold.

He opened the fire and saw the depths of the Emperor Mountain. In a vast and vast world, there was a ancestor revived. The ancestors' breaths are not much weaker than the black robes, and even more powerful. The silver robes painted in the stars are solemn and majestic, apparently the gods and elders of the Divine Mountains. But they should have died for tens of thousands of years, and now they are recovering, but they are dying.

"boom!"

that moment.

Seven or eight ancestors of the Lord, and appeared at the same time. Although they are old and their hair is gone, their blood is declining, but their strength is still strong. Together, they mobilized the Emperor Mountain and launched many killings on the mountain of God for 100,000 years. With the power of endless killing, they bombarded Chen Fan.

"Give me broken!"

Chen Fan’s figure skyrocketed and he sang high.

The nine-turned fairy wheel jumped out of behind him again, and the fairy light triumphed, breaking through the sky, breaking through the heavy squad and squatting on the mountain of the Emperor.

"Boom!"

that moment.

Just like a co-worker hitting a mountain, the Tenjin Mountain, which is as high as ten thousand feet, seems to be stunned by a giant hammer. The first generation of the Lord Gods is even more bloody.

They are not like Manda, forcibly recovering, they are unable to exert their peak power, and they are barely equivalent to several immortal Taoist teachings.

"Come back."

Chen Fangao drink.

Despite this kind of impact, it is not good for him. Nine-turning the fairy wheel is Chen Fan's Jin Dan. It is the strongest means to hit the enemy with Jin Dan. But the power of the anti-phagic is also terrible. The corners of his mouth are infiltrated with bleeding, but Chen Fan still ignores it.

100,000 years of great hatred, all in the present.

Even if it does not break through the Yuan Ying in a few years, Chen Fan will have to destroy the Emperor Mountain today and complete the vow!

"Boom!"

The second impact.

When the Emperor Mountain was hit, it turned a few feet into the void. There is a **** who is the oldest and the weakest of the breath, and is directly resisted by the power of resurgence.

"Old God Lord!"

Countless emperor mountain disciples, eyes are red, leaving blood and tears.

"Continue!"

Chen Fan burst.

The nine-turned fairy wheel once again bloomed with endless glory, and slammed into the Emperor Mountain. Although it is only a little bit, it is like an unbeatable comet, slamming on the mountains.

"Hey."

This time.

The other gods could not support it, and the vomiting blood that was bombarded retraced and could no longer control the squad. The Emperor Mountain bounced and fell from the sky and continued to fall into the lake.

"puff."

Chen Fan also spit out a blood, a spider-like crack, and a little more. But regardless of his carelessness, his hands were pinched and he was able to display another great magical power in the cultivation of the earth:

"Fei Xian!"

Hey!

From the back of Chen Fan, slamming out a broken sword, the broken sword, shrouded in the silver of the hustle and bustle, more and more heavy, in the end, the power of incomparable horror, bloomed from it, as if a peerless day Jun Lingchen. The mighty silver sword tears the sky, one, wearing a robes, a Confucian crown, a cool, flowing, shining faint silhouette, emerges out of thin air, holding a broken sword, the sword is one, slamming out.

"That is?"

Countless monks are horrified. Among them, a few old Tianjun, even dare not believe it. The figure in the robes is so familiar, it is a bit like the Qi Tianjun of the Chinese people thousands of years ago.

And the breath of the broken sword.

Isn't it the Qitianjun's sword?

"boom!"

That Jianguang, slammed to the extreme, as if a sword was lowered by the nine-day fairy. The man and the broken sword have been completely united, and they have become a gleaming silver glow. They instantly penetrated the dozens of layers of the Emperor Mountain, slamming a god, and instantaneously, half the body of another god. They are all cut off.

"What is this sword?"

The other gods and elders, all of them retreat, their eyes are dazed.

Chen Fan, this sword, can actually penetrate many of the Dharma mountains? This is hard to imagine, to know that these squads are claimed to be able to resist the attack of the power of God.

"Swordsman name Feixian, deep in the Xinghai, created by an unknown swordsman. Can stimulate a sabre in the sword, the gods left by the masters of the past, play a peak blow. This sword, I will be the substitute Qi Tianjun pulled out."

Chen Fan looks like iron.

This magical power is very horrible. The unnamed sword fairy has used this as a saga, even if it faces a stronger in a higher realm. When there is a single-handed flying sword, there is still no power. But if you can collect dozens of hundred handles, at the same time stimulate. Equivalent to hundreds of swords to repair together, how powerful is the power? If you are lucky enough to get the saint of the ancient saint or the true immortal, inspire the surviving gods, like the ancient holy and the real fairy! It is the ordinary folk, learn this magical power, but also a sword can be degenerate!

It is a pity that in the hands of Chen Fan, there is only one sword of Qi Tianjun, but it is still terrible.

"kill!"

He took the silver broken sword in one hand and smashed it out again with a sword.

At this moment, the Emperor Mountain can no longer resist. Many disciples and commanders, the broken limbs of the shackles are flying in the sky, and the blood flows into the river. Even the old gods resisted and were killed by Chen Fanyi.

That day.

The Emperor Mountain kills the sound of the four wild, this is called the immortal Taoist sect, from top to bottom, hundreds of thousands of disciples, almost killed by Chen Fan. The history of the wild, it is recorded as the 'day of God'.

Chen Fan is one of the emperors.

Going to the top, the first person!

PS: The first is more, the author continues to write the second more ^_^