Rebirth – City Cultivation

The "broken blade" of this system is the greatest gain since Chen Fan entered the fairyland and even returned to the earth. Although it was only a broken blade in the hands of ordinary Heavenly Soldiers, even the Aura was lost. Now, in the hands of Chen Fan, it is turned into a long black iron rod, which seems to have no effect.

But Chen Fan is very happy.

After all, the Xianbing is a Xianbing. Even if it is only a standard, the grade is much higher than Shenbao. This broken blade is in the hand, Chen Fan is equivalent to mastering a ‘神宝’, even if there are no powers and supernatural powers of the gods. But only its sharp and solid, it can also crush any Tianbao. When Chen Fan was born again, there was only one blade that barely joined hands.

"If you don't even have a name, you know that you are not a famous soldier. But you can follow my master, it is your life's glory." Chen Fan smiled and walked out of the Tibetan army.

He glanced around again, convinced that many palaces were completely cleaned up, and without any treasure left, they regretted turning into the dawn and chasing the sun god.

Although the sun **** is desperately trying to hide the figure.

But the sword that broke out in the body at that moment left him with a pile of blood after a while. The more he went, the more blood there was. Chen Fan quickly passed through the tall halls and went deep into the interior of the 'Ming Yuanshen Palace' and finally stopped in front of a huge and magnificent palace.

This palace is ten times bigger than any previous building, just like the Temple of the Immortals.

Chen Fan stepped in.

Sure enough, I saw that the sun **** is standing by a well, and the whole person is turned into a human form, shrouded in a golden light, burning around like a golden anger, and the light is cold and cold:

"You dare to chase, I am not afraid of death."

"How can a deity be feared by a **** in a district?" Chen Fan took his hands and walked step by step, replied indifferently.

"Oh, I thought that with your previous swordsmanship, you can kill the Son of God? I don't know, this Son of God is not the same as several other wastes. Is it a sword that can be killed?" The sun **** sneered.

He stopped here for a while, and the original fading scent did not fall and rise, his face was ruddy, and the golden flames of the whole body burned. Even Chen Fan could see that the reddish sword marks on his forehead were gradually disappearing. The sword meaning of killing thousands of people is like being forcibly erased by the sun god.

Chen Fan stared at him for a moment, and suddenly chuckled:

"It turns out that the monk of the gods has refining a 'Hengming Lingbao' for you. It is no wonder that I can suppress my sword. But you think that with a sacred treasure of the district, you can completely get rid of my flying sword. Do you mean?"

"Hey, I can't get rid of it now, but when I kill you, I will return to the Xinghai. I will ask the ancestors to take it out and easily erase it. As for you, Chen Beixuan, even if you can escape from my hands today, but the whole earth and Bei Xuan The faction will be buried for you!" The sun **** said softly. After the temperament of his body gradually recovered, he took out an old medicine like a dragon. The palm of his hand was torn, and it was crushed into pieces. The mouth opened the fragrant medicinal juice and swallowed it instantly. The whole person's breath returned to the peak in an instant, and there was no injury at all.

"The medicinal medicine above the age of 50,000 years?" Chen Fan's eyes are half a sigh.

"Yes. Chen Beixuan, before I was outside the temple, I sneered at you, but with a weapon to fight you. But at this moment, you will witness how terrible the sun gods are, what a **** will have. Strong card."

The sun **** said, he took out three medicinal herbs in a row. Those medicinal herbs are blooming with a faint sacred atmosphere, which is obviously the level of the quasi-shen Dan, such as the same group of flames.

"Call! Call! Call!"

After the sun **** swallowed three quasi-sacred gods, the flame on his body swelled three times in a row, and finally turned into a big day, hanging behind the sun god. He breathed a sigh of relief, and he was stronger than before, and even faintly broke through the appearance of Yuan Yingfeng. The eyes of the sun gods are swallowing light, and there are fierce energy surges in the nose and mouth. Apparently, they swallowed three quasi-sacred gods. With his cultivation, they could not hold the vast force.

But this is not enough.

From the storage ring, he took out a group of fists, the golden light, and said to Chen Fan: "Chen Beixuan, you may not even hear the reputation of this treasure."

"It's the name 'Sun Suit", which was made by my gods under the sacred empire. It can only be used three times, but each time it is added behind it, that person can play the fighting power of the detached Yuan Ying. God can come in person. This kind of treasure, even in my sun god, there are not many, only I wait for the Son of God, can be graced by the Emperor, give this object. I didn't want to use it, but you can make it. The three flowers gathered in the top, but this is the most incredible existence seen in this life. In order to be safe, Benjamin had to use this object." The sun **** said as he unfolded his palm.

The golden light suddenly turned into a ray of light, pounced on him, and instantly turned into a pure golden armor. The armored body is like a cast of gold, filled with a sacred atmosphere.

As soon as the battle suit was added, the breath of the sun **** suddenly swelled as if it had completely broken through a bottleneck. Go deep into an incredible realm.

"Booming."

In the void.

Intangible laws emerge from the air, and even these laws are condensed and formed into a chain. The golden gold represents the law of the sun, burning with blazing fire, like a chain of golden gods, blocking the entire hall.

The breath of the sun god, the never-ending upward skyrocketing, the whole person's body shape is unchanged, but there seems to be a **** rising behind him, overlooking the whole world.

"Chen Beixuan, in front of me, you are like an ant. The temple can step on you to death, you don't know, how powerful and horrible I am at this time!" The sun **** opened.

His voice shook nine times, making the heavens and the earth seem to tremble, and the halls all made a roaring sound.

The golden spear of the **** of the gods slammed into the palm of the sun. Although he was only a Yuan Ying at this time, under the blessing of ‘Sun Warrior’ and ‘God’s Spear, it’s like a **** of war, and it’s incredible. The spear-eyed light, even the void can be opened, as if the next second, Chen Fandong will be worn, and even the void behind the flesh will penetrate into two.

In the face of the **** of the sun, Shen Fan slowly raised the black iron bars in his hands.

"In my hand, it is the quasi-spiritual spear that the gods can refine themselves. It is the 'sun suit" that the gods have given under the command of the gods. You are relying on this inconspicuous black iron. Can it hurt me? Chen Beixuan, are you stupid?"

The sun **** is laughing.

Chen Fan said nothing but a sword.

The next moment, an unimaginable celestial light, suddenly appeared in the hall. Under the fairy light, all the ‘warf attire’, all power, all magic weapons, seem to be invulnerable, like an ant.