Rebirth – City Cultivation

"The blood ancestors are really here?"

Countless eyes, looking down the hills of Qingcheng. I saw a young man in a black gilt evening gown with a mysterious **** pattern, fair-skinned, black-haired, handsome and handsome, accompanied by a number of distinguished ambassadors.

Blood ancestors!

Seeing the young man, countless people are suffocating.

Although there is no myth and legend in the blood ancestors, the green face is fangs, the bats are double-winged, and the ferocious devils that devour hundreds of thousands of people are generally used. But can it be accompanied by the special envoys of the great powers, besides it, who else?

"This is the devil who climbed out of hell. It has been waking up for thousands of years. I don't know how many people have been slaughtered. The blood-stained Damon is as pure as an angel. His hands are covered with my human beings. Blood."

Someone trembled and whispered.

The people around, although they heard it, pretended not to hear it.

Everyone knows that the blood ancestor is a vampire, and that he was eating more people in the same year. But now, the enemy of the Kunming market is the enemy. Whether it is the countries of the world or many organizations, they have to rely on the power of the blood ancestors. After all, this is an old-fashioned immortal.

"Hello, Chen Beixuan is in the clouds on the top of the mountain, according to our news. In the sea of ​​clouds, there is a mysterious palace that cannot be detected with any modern technology and seems to be hidden in the clouds."

The British ambassador was slightly stunned.

In the same year, the Dark Arbitration Department played for the British Empire. The relationship between Britain and the blood family is the closest. So this time, it’s the United Kingdom and the United States that have threaded the needles and encouraged the blood ancestors.

"That is the Songshan Sword Palace. The fairy palace that was passed down from the fairy of the East thousands of years ago, we don't have to break in, just wait at the door."

The blood ancestors said slowly.

His voice is very elegant, a standard London cavity, and the tail is still cocking his tongue, as if reading a sonnet.

"I am here to persuade Mr. Chen Beixuan. Although I am an alien, the earth is also my hometown. I am willing to do my part for human beings and the earth."

The blood ancestors turned their heads and performed aristocratic rituals for all.

Many people feel funny in their hearts, so that a demon with a human skin feeds on human beings, and even keeps saying that it is necessary for human beings to think about it.

"Oh, it’s good to say, it’s not to force Chen Beixuan to sacrifice himself. If Chen Beixuan is not a fool, he will never listen to you." Many Oriental warriors sneered.

Chen Fanwei shocked the world and sheltered the wind from the eastern martial arts.

Throughout the East, most of the warlocks of the warriors regarded him as an idol-level existence. This time, the reason why the Beiqiong faction can withstand the pressure is also relying on Ye Qingcang and the support of Huaguo.

But the Western practitioners are different.

"Hello, please be sure to convince Mr. Chen Beixuan. If he does not obey, we will use force to subdue him and hand it over to the immortals in the Kunming world."

Many Western practitioners cheered and others shouted.

Although Chen Fan is strong, but so far, only the defeated land-level figure, Ye Qingcang. The blood ancestor, as an old-fashioned immortal, survived for thousands of years. In the eyes of everyone, the strength is obviously better than Chen Fan.

After that, the blood ancestors stood in the foothills of Qingcheng, waiting quietly.

One day, two days, three days...

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, there are more and more people gathering. There are even voodoo priests, rainforest warriors, etc. from Black Africa and even South America. The world of the gods, even more gathered here, everyone is waiting for Chen Fan's answer.

"The blood ancestors have been waiting outside for five days and five nights. They are in this position, the teacher does not go out, they have to wait forever."

In the sword palace.

Wang Xiaoyun, Fang Qiong, Qianye Xue and others stood in front of the quiet room and looked at the situation outside. His face was ugly. Through a water mirror of the implement, you can see that at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, black people are crushing a person, and there are thousands of them.

I am afraid that half of the dark powers of the whole world will gather here.

"They all asked Xiaofan to go out and answer the questions of the blood ancestors. Now our pressure is getting bigger and bigger. It is said that many overseas countries have begun to restrict and seal up the Beiqiong Group's industry and force us to agree."

Fang Qiong licked his lips.

"Hey, those outside the industry can be abandoned at any time. As long as we close the sword palace, the nuclear bombs may not be able to open. I don't believe that they can wait outside the door for more than ten years. I want me. It’s impossible for my son to pay for them."

Wang Xiaoyun said.

This year, nearly 50 beautiful women, this time is full of a firm look. Even the safety of the whole earth and even human beings is not as important as the son of Wang Xiaoyun.

"Ok."

A Xiu, Fang Qiong, An Ya and others all nodded and made up their minds.

And the night is full of snow, and I don’t speak, but the light in the beauty is flickering, I don’t know what I am thinking.

"Hey."

At this time, the quiet room stone door suddenly opened, I saw Chen Fan push the door out.

"Hey, what are you doing at the door?" Chen Fan looked surprised.

"Xiaofan, have you closed the door successfully?" Fang Qiong and others turned their heads and looked over with surprise.

"Not yet." Chen Fan said helplessly. "I practiced the practice, calculated some mistakes, those Lingshi and Shenjing, not enough, but still a little. I am going to Kunlun to bury the fairy valley or Qinling underground palace to see if I can collect some."

Chen Fan looked sullen.

I thought that 70,000 pieces of Lingshi, enough to be repaired into a swallow map, never imagined. The first picture of this Tiangong, the required resources are very high, and Chen Fan has cultivated more than half of it, only to find that Lingshi is not enough. He swallowed all the grasses and medicinal herbs he carried, and found that he was still a little bit worse.

"Teacher, the blood ancestors were born, at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, come to see you and discuss the affairs of the Kunming world..."

A Xiuhui reports.

But Chen Fan didn't listen to her words, but her eyes lit up like a light bulb: "What do you say? The blood ancestors were born, and they are right in front of the door?"

Then, regardless of the answer, Chen Fan had already rushed out of the wind, as if he had been hungry for ten days and ten nights, and met a fat meal.

I was surprised at the stunned eyes of everyone.

.....

At this time, in front of Qingcheng Mountain, countless people have begun to complain.

"I have been waiting for five days, can Chen Beixuan not come out?"

"He won't be afraid of dying. The blood ancestor is not coming to him for revenge. It is just a matter of negotiating the Kunming world."

"To tell me, the blood ancestors simply led us, broke into the shit, and went straight to Chen Beixuan!"

Many Western powers sneer.

The Eastern Warriors, their faces are slightly embarrassing. Chen Fan is willing to go to the Kunming world, that is his business. But the blood ancestors have already visited the door, and he still can't come out and see it.

‘I’m not really scared. ’

Some people groan in their hearts.

"Chen Tianren must be at a critical juncture, and there is something that can't get away."

Only Chen Fan’s fans are still helping him to defend. For example, Gao Tianming and Guo Xiaoman of the Eight Poles Gate. But how can they argue for so many people?

The ambassadors of the countries are also aggressive.

"How long does it take for Mrs. Xue Daisha, Mr. Chen Beixuan to leave the customs?"

"Miss Xue Daisha, Chen Beixuan will not go out again, I have the power to use force!"

"This is a major event in human life and death. It was triggered by Chen Beixuan. Is he really ready to stand by?"

The ambassadors of the United Kingdom, France, and the United States, one by one, sharply pointed to Xue Daisha. As a spokesperson for the Beiqiong faction, Xuedaisha has been dealing with all these people for a few days, but even with her eloquence, she is exhausted and arguing.

"My family is retreating, when will I go out, I won't bother you."

Xuedai sand face cold as ice, cold speech.

"In this case, don't blame us for going directly into the sword palace." The black duke sneered at the side.

His four friends were killed by Chen Fan. The Dark Arbitration Department, which was operated for hundreds of years, was also destroyed by Chen Fan. Even many descendants of his descendants died under Chen Fan’s blood curse. The black duke’s hatred of Chen Fan. It is really difficult to wash the water of the Three Rivers.

"You dare..."

Xue Dai Shamei is round and round, just about to swear.

At this time, suddenly the vast sea of ​​clouds, split from it, head out of a person, wearing white casual clothes, crystal clear long hair scattered on the shoulders, with a hint of laziness on his face, as if just woke up, it is Chen Fan .

"Chen Beixuan is out?"

Everyone was shocked and did not expect Chen Fanzhen to come forward.

"Mr. Chen Beixuan, you always figured it out."

Ambassadors from various countries have sprung up.

I have been standing there, closing my eyes and raising my blood ancestors, and fiercely opening a pair of scarlet blood, staring at Chen Fan, flashing a greedy color in his eyes, and then opening:

"Respected Chen Beixuan, I am the ancestor of the blood family, Reinhardt von Kamarila."

"I am here to apologize to you, to arouse you for my bodyguards and sons, and apologize for your trouble."

The blood ancestors are slightly squatting and elegant.

He is not like a demon, more like a noble medieval aristocrat.

Chen Fan didn't talk, just looked up and down him, and his eyes were slicking, like shining in the heat. It’s as if a woman sees jewelry and sees food.

The heart of the blood ancestors flashed a little weird, but he has a well-thought-out, and continues to speak:

"Your lord, the enemy of the Kunming world, is about to enter the earth. You and I are all living creatures of the earth. We should make sacrifices for human beings, human races, and life for the earth. If you are willing to take the initiative to plead guilty to the people of Kunming, I will I vowed that I will never seek revenge from the Beiqiong faction and will protect them forever and treat them as my sons."

"Oh? If I don't want to?"

Chen Fan’s eyes looked like a smile.

"Then I can only leave you and send it to the front of the Kunming world. For the sake of all mankind and the earth, we have to make this sacrifice." The blood ancestors were righteous and remarked.

The ambassadors of the neighboring countries nodded with the people of the Western world.

For a time, the murderous moment overflowed in the Qingcheng Mountain.