Rebirth – City Cultivation

"Impossible, that is the blood ancestor."

Several big country messengers all changed their faces, and their hands trembled.

Since the blood ancestors have been in existence for thousands of years, there is only one legendary sect of the immortality, far from Ye Qingcang, a new immortal. Some of his guards have dominated the world. How can such a powerful figure be vulnerable to being beaten by Chen Fan?

"The master will not easily lose, Chen Beixuan is just like this, just angering the master." The black duke said coldly.

Standing in the crowd, a Western monk wearing a white robe also bowed slightly:

"The blood ancestors are going to be real."

boom!

Just when everyone was still shocked, I saw only a black column in the huge pit.

Among the light columns, it is the dark force that hits the pole. The original force is so strong and cohesive, as if from the nine quiet hell. As soon as the light column appeared, everyone under the Qingcheng Mountain fell into the boundless abyss, and even the top of the head began to make up for the dark clouds, which seemed to become dark.

"White 昼 changes to the night, the battle turns to the stars, the blood ancestors are born!"

The white sorcerer’s eyes are dignified.

"what is that..."

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

The people looked up and saw the black pillar in the light column.

It is all black, with binoculars like red blood, like a human being, like a devil, a double-claw foot with a long rule, crossed on the chest, black body above, covered with mysterious mantras, behind a pair of bat wings unfolding, like Hell evil spirits. Only the chest, a huge blood hole, is proving what.

"Chen Beixuan, you actually forced out my true body. I must dig up your heart, swallow your blood, and make your body the most beautiful specimen."

Reinhardt’s mouth sounded like a nightingale, and it stretched out a long red tongue and licked his lips. No, it is no longer possible to call it Reinhardt, which is like a beast.

"This is the real, great, blood-splitting adult who controls the power."

The black duke had a feverish face and fell down on one knee.

The other dark powers, exclaimed, fell back, and looked at them with horror. Before the blood ancestor kept the human appearance, everyone was still confused by him, and now it is real, so hey, who still regards it as the same kind? I believe it is for human consideration.

"This is both a demon and a demon!"

A Korean taekwondo master suddenly woke up and screamed.

The blood ancestors raised one hand with impatience, and spit out an old syllable in the mouth. A silent black mantra descended on the Korean master. In the blink of an eye, the Korean man caught his throat and turned into a dehydrated corpse from beginning to end.

"Withered curse."

Someone whispered.

This kind of fingertips, the curse of the top warrior turned into a dry corpse, so that everyone is timid, the voodoo sorcerers who are known for their curses have met, and they are also stunned.

"This is the so-called blood ancestor. The so-called man who sacrificed to my teacher for the sake of the earth, it is a demon at all, you still believe it!"

Yu Wenjing spoiled.

As she said, many Western powerhouses are ashamed of their heads and several ambassadors. I did not expect the true face of the blood ancestors, this is actually the case.

"Chen Beixuan, you have not entered this realm, never know, the power and horror of this realm." The blood ancestors fanned their wings and flew into the air.

Its chest, the huge blood hole that was originally stepped out by Chen Fan, began to creep and quickly repaired back. After the appearance of the real body, the recovery ability of the blood ancestors has been upgraded to a higher level.

"Yes, this is pure blood dark blood... This is what I need."

Chen Fan’s eyes are slightly narrow, and the voice is getting lower and lower.

"Hey."

This time, no longer with Chen Fan nonsense, blood ancestors directly shot.

When it is shot out, it will bring the darkness of the scorpion, and the dark force between the whole world will boil and condense in the palm of the blood ancestor. Let it be a long-term **** claw, full of two feet, turned into nearly three feet long, as if you can cut the world.

The dark clouds in the sky are all condensed as if the liquid is dripping, the wind is overwhelming, and the ghosts are crying. The power of this attack is enough to commemorate Ye Qing’s last punch in the sky.

Dark blood races are dark favors. They are born with dark spirits, far superior to the general monks.

However, Chen Fan not only did not fear at all, but faintly said:

"The body is small, but only the hand is cracked. Today, I let you know that the realm is nothing!"

After Chen Fan finished, he stepped out and took a shot in the palm of his hand.

"boom!"

Like the Tianhe River, the sun and the moon are flipping. A palm condensed by the blue gold ray, emerges in the void. This is purely the strength of Chen Fan's body, the light palm has a large size, the whole body is transparent, and the fiber pattern is finished, just like the immortal **** Jin.

The blue gold **** took a picture, and when one palm hit it, it would be three feet of blood, and the whole number would be crushed and followed to the blood ancestor. The ancestors of the blood ancestors changed wildly, and they let them go, but unfortunately they did not completely escape. Half a shoulder was directly smashed. The black scales of the scales fluttered, and a hot **** mist sprang from his wounds.

"You **** it!"

The blood ancestors instantly became scarlet like blood, and they were extremely murderous and squirted from his eyes.

The blood ancestors swayed the earth for thousands of years. When was the Holy See in the past, when was this kind of injury?

He was behind his wings and broke the sound barrier. He attacked Chen Fan at nearly five times the speed of sound. The other left-handed claw, with its heavy residual image, is like a hurricane that can penetrate steel.

"Hey."

Five times the speed of sound, has surpassed everything, and everyone can't even capture it. The last moment was still a few kilometers away, and the next moment had already arrived in front of Chen Fan, as if it had broken through time.

"dead!"

The blood ancestors raised their left claws, and a black mist, like a viper, lingered under the blood claws, and each fog represented a very cursing curse.

‘Withered curse, aging curse, blood poison curse...’

In a flash, the blood ancestors in their hands, exerted ten curses. It is almost comparable to the 'twelfth scale of angels'. If this slap is solid, it is a god, I am afraid it will fall.

"Chen Beixuan, I use the ten curses as weapons. If you can afford it, I will turn and flee."

The blood ancestors laughed wildly, and the evil spirits wrapped up from all directions, Chen Fan, and went into Chen Fan’s mind. Destroy his soul.

"The ants are average."

Chen Fan has no expression, no joy or no sorrow in his eyes, and gently lifts a palm.

At this time, the curse of the blood ancestors, from the heart of Chen Fan, only three inches away.

But the blood ancestors felt that the three-inch distance seemed to be far away. It watched Chen Fan raise his hand. Watching Chen Fan press his hand on the left paw, completely ignoring the many curses. Watching Chen Fan take a gentle wave and tear his left paw off the body.

"Do not!"

The blood ancestors screamed and made a screaming voice.

Its wings are fanning, and its shape is retreating. It is full of fear.

The power of Chen Fan is completely beyond the imagination of the blood ancestors. Whether it is the incredible flesh, or the temperament of not being afraid of many curses, and the horror ability that seems to be slowing down, it is completely beyond the imagination of the blood ancestors.

"This is a monster, a real monster. His body, almost the real god. And the poison is not invading, ignoring my curse, more importantly, it is the magical power of manipulating time? How is this possible, it is in me The oldest ancestor of the family has never heard of it, and some people can control the time."

The more the blood ancestors want to be more shocked, the double-winged fans are like phantoms, turning into a **** mang, and fleeing in the distance.

Time is the existence above all laws.

The magical powers that control the time are nothing but earth-shattering magical powers. They are famous in the universe. Chen Fan’s body is small, although he can’t use the great powers of the years, but he can still do it with a little strength.

"The blood ancestors have to escape?"

Countless people look at them with wide eyes.

The black duke is even more dull and can't believe it.

"You can't escape."

Chen Fan's figure is like a glimpse of glare, floating behind the blood ancestors out of thin air, hands out, gently tearing.

"Hey."

The bat's wings, behind the blood ancestors, turned out to be like this, and was torn by Chen Fanling. The blood ancestors immediately made a terrible horror, and when the air sprinkled a cloud of fog, they fell from the sky into the ground.

Under Chen Fan’s hands, he was so vulnerable.

"Escape!"

At this time, there is still a little bit of fighting in the blood ancestors. As soon as it falls to the ground, it instantly burns the essence of the body and turns it into a **** man, flying to the ground and smashing into the distance.

"town!"

Chen Fan gave a light drink.

The whole piece of emptiness, suddenly condensed like a iron plate. Then, see Chen Fan sticking out a palm of his hand, when the air is pressed. The blood mans that escaped were taken to the ground by a palm of gold. Chen Fan picked up his fist. The blood ancestor was also caught by the green gold giant, and volleyed. No matter how it breaks free, there is no way to break the giant palm.

That is the power of the gods, extremely strong, beyond the hardest metal of the earth.

The body is small, but only the hand cracks innate!

This is the true power of the Qing Emperor's longevity. Before the war, Xuan Luo, Tian Mingzi and others, Chen Fan did not even use half of the power.

"With you, I can finally practice Tiangong, step into the innate." Chen Fan grinned, in the eyes of the fear of blood ancestors, hit a golden forbidden, banned it, and finally turned into a golden circle The ball is in the hands of Chen Fan.

Chen Fan took the golden ball and did not return to the Songshan sword palace. Before taking the lead, a golden light popped up, and the black duke who wanted to escape was slashed.

Just leaving everyone at the foot of the mountain, standing stunned, like looking at the myth.

"Is this blood ancestor dead?" After a long time, someone whispered.

"The blood ancestors have been caught by my master. Who else has any objections to my master today?"

Xue Daisha looked up, like a proud queen, looking around. No matter whether it is a messenger of a big country or a **** of the West, no one bows and no one dares to speak.

The world is terrifying!

PS: I only wanted to write three chapters. I finally got up and wrote this story. It’s going to be innate soon, little friends, come and choose the ticket for the monthly ticket. OO

Er, it is estimated that the evening chapter will be updated later, but the author will definitely be more _