Rebirth – City Cultivation

It is getting closer and closer to the United States and the Holy See.

Whether it is the Beiqiong Group or the Beiqiong School, they are doing the worst. Several senior executives of the Beiqiong Group in China, Zheng Anqi, Lu Yanwu, Zhou Jingyi, Cheng Danqing, etc., have evacuated to the Shushan Sword Palace.

Many members including Chen's family, such as Chen An, Chen Ning, Chen Guoguo, etc., are also sent away one step at a time.

Huayunfeng, Xuedaisha, Axiu, etc., sit in Dongshan. Welcome the arrival of the Holy See and many gods. The Beiqiong faction did not have no backhand. Chen Huai'an was cultivated as a fairy. The news did not leak out. It is now the final card of the Beiqiong faction.

"Master, you go to the sword palace. We will stay here."

Hua Yunfeng advised.

Wang Xiaoyun resolutely shook his head: "The Beiqiong School and the Beiqiong Group are the foundations of Xiaofan's life. As my mother, whether he is dead or alive, he has to hold this foundation for him."

"Let Xiaoyun stay, she also cultivated Tong Xuan, stay here, count a battle."

Chen Huai'an spoke.

At this time, the old man was full of temperament, vaguely echoing the thunder above nine days, and the power of a slap, like the sea. However, one or two months in the district, Chen Huai'an's realm has risen even more, and it is the old-fashioned immortal seeing, will be suspicious.

"Yes, we stay."

Anya nodded firmly.

Finally stayed in the Dongshan villa, only Huayunfeng, Xuedaisha, Axiu, Chen Huai'an, Wang Xiaoyun and so on, there are thousands of night snow. The rest of the men, who did not go to the master, were sent away.

Half of the forces of Beiqiong are in Southeast Asia.

However, the US military in Southeast Asia has already landed, killing Xie Yan and Long Tang all the way. It is said that the wise leader of the United States personally shot. Many people doubt that he is the chairman of the Star Group.

"Reassure, we have a father, there is a big dragon behind the scenes, and I can't resist it. I will retreat into the Qinglong squad. I don't believe that a Holy One of the Holy See can press my Beiqiong faction."

Hua Yunfeng is cold.

Soon, time is up.

2012, August 15th. The former Pope of the Holy See, St. Francis, the pro-rate of the nine archbishops, and many members of the Inquisition, went to Dongshan and met with the Beiqiong faction.

The Holy See has not yet arrived, and countless dark world powers have already ridden the waters of Dongshanwei.

"A lot of people. I first knew that Chen Beixuan had offended so many people."

White tiger tongue.

In front of him, there are crowds of people, all over the mountains.

Many dark powers from all over the world, the West, Africa, the Middle East, Japan and so on. They basically have more or less hatred with Chen Fan. Now that Chen Fan died, they recorded hatred on Bei Qiong.

"Is the evacuation around?"

Old Qinglong confessed.

"Reassure, this is the suburb of Jincheng. There are only a few villas, everyone has persuaded them. Our guards have set up a restricted area on the outside, saying that there are military exercises and the citizens will not come."

Suzaku said, his eyes were dignified.

With so many dark world powers gathering, and the Holy See, it is a huge pressure for Kunlun. The special department almost all the people, except Ye Qingcang sitting in Yanjing, could not leave. Everyone in Kunlun came to Dongshan.

"On the top experts, the North Qiong faction may not be inferior. But the Holy See has a saint, what does Beiqiong send to stop?" Xuanwu frowned.

"It's hard to say, my father told me before coming. Chen Beixuan is a man who has a far-reaching plan and will definitely leave behind."

Ye Nantian opened.

At this time, a commotion came.

I saw the sky, a ray of light cut through the sky, landed in front of Dongshan.

There is a face that is skinny and golden, like the bald old man of King Kong.

"It is the master of the Indian Brahman ‘Guga Masters’, and Chen Beixuan has killed his brother Rama. Now the ancient Gaga masters come to revenge.” Someone called.

The master of Gujar does not speak.

Some people have a belly. When Chen Fan was there, how did Gu Jia master dare to take revenge? Now it is coming? However, after all, I dare not say it.

Soon, more light shines. A strong **** is coming from all directions.

"Inca Golden Temple High Priest."

"The Japanese Ise Grand God official."

"Russian war wolf tribe elders."

"The Nordic Druids"

Each of the gods is strong, the light shines and the breath is stunned.

Everyone opened their eyes. They thought that the earth's gods were dying, and after Chen Fan had killed, there should be very few. But never imagined that today, I have seen more than a dozen powerful gods.

"boom!"

A holy white light shines from the horizon and shines through the audience.

"The Holy See is coming."

Countless people got up and looked around, including many powerful gods, and they all looked at them.

I saw a giant wooden ark flying in the air, seemingly slow and coming. The surface of the ark, built with unknown wood, shines with holy white light, like the legendary Noah's Ark.

"It's a holy ship! It is said that when the Holy See of the Holy See visited the world in BC, it would take this ship. It can be suspended in the sky, and it will not fall for seven days and seven nights. I did not expect the Holy See to open it."

Some people are crazy and say.

And everyone has been stunned. Everyone lives in modern society. When did you see this kind of flying magic weapon?

"Boom."

The holy ship descended, and a team from the middle of the squid, dressed in red, the vast bishop. There are nine people in total, each with an infinite amount of light, which is enough to rival the gods.

"Nine Archbishops!"

Countless people took a breath. It was the people of Beiqiong who saw it, and the pupils shrank.

Next, it was full of blond hair, like a arrogant arrogant, and he carefully guarded a young man in his hands. The old man is like a dead wood, and there is no air on his body. It is like a mortal, but everyone knows him.

"The 42nd Pope, St. Francis!"

"Cough."

The old man in the linen is coughing, and his eyes are sullen and sullen: "Chen Beixuan went to the Vatican, forcibly took away dozens of holy devices of my church, and many ancient secret books, which were handed over by Beiqiong."

"Hey, the teacher won't want any holy devices. If your church is broken, how can you put it in the teacher's eyes? You are lying." Axiu stood up and yelled.

"But Chen Beixuan killed my brother, Rama, as it is true."

Master Guga stepped forward.

"Yes, my country, five ghosts and gods were captured by him as a spirit, and the six major shrines, only I Ise, this hatred, you can not bear." Ise priest in a yin-yang robes Also shouted.

"And me Europe."

"I Thailand"

One position, standing up and accusing the North Qiong faction.

In addition to the wolf elders, there is no opening in Chen Fan’s face. More than a dozen other gods have stood on the side of the Holy See. Everyone in Beiqiong is cold and cold.

Many gods, in fact, and Chen Fan have no enmity. For example, the priest of the Inca Golden Temple, Chen Fan has never been to South America. But he said that he had a disciple and died in the hands of Chen Fan, which was a battle in the Black Sea.

"More than nothing, you want to destroy my Beiqiong faction, despite the battle."

Hua Yunfeng stepped out in one step, burning the clouds and rising into the sky, like a flame.

He has long been in the realm of the gods. After a year or two of hard work, and the cultivation of the sacred martial arts, he has reached the middle of the Shenhai, and his combat power is not inferior to the peak of the gods. Seeing this scene of burning the sky, many people have changed their faces.

"war!"

Xue Daisha, Axiu, Anya and Wang Xiaoyun stood up one after another. Including thousands of nights of snow, also shot.

Each of them has practiced the practice of cultivating celestial sects, and entered the period of Tong Xuan, plus many spiritual devices. On the combat power, it is no worse than the gods. Coupled with a silent standing, it is like the copper mountain of the tiger's reincarnation, many of the gods hesitated.

Hua Yunfeng is not good at first sight.

Thousands of nights of snow are even more famous, but the goddess of the Kunming.

Tongshan is even more powerful, and the tiger magic body is small enough to tear the gods. It holds a giant axe in the hand, as if it were a hill, and it is a sigh of relief, letting the gods look.

"It is the first major force in the world, and the Beiqiong faction is too deep."

Many people secretly scream.

It is enough to rely on these people to sweep through all the strong players present.

"Hey."

At this time, the old man suddenly sighed and suddenly took a step and extended his left hand: "God pity the world, but the world is ignorant, not just awe."

Bang!

Like the Tianhe dyke, the infinite sacred power blooms from the old man, and the earth is moving. The entire Dongshan, under the feet of the old man, trembled violently, as if to landslide.

A giant sacred hand with a tens of meters in size, like the palm of God, descended from the sky and pressed down everyone in Beiqiong.

The giant palm has not yet arrived, and the horrible momentum has shocked everyone. Tongshan is roaring, and there is a huge image of Tiger Devils in the back.

"This is the power of the Holy One, enough to crush all the gods."

Countless people are scared.

Since Chen Fan battles Qing Cang, after the blood ancestors. The world can finally see the innate shot.

"Hey."

The tiger head is like a demon god, and the tiger devil rises up in the sky. He wants to shelter everyone, but in front of the giant palm, he is simply unable to attack and is directly smashed. The bright giant palm will be lowered, and the Beiqiong people will be crushed into pieces.

Suddenly a thunder big hand, fiercely emerged, holding the bright giant palm.

"His Majesty, you are a guest, doing so, too rude."

An old voice came from far away.

St. Francis’s fierce pupils shrank.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked and looked forward to it.

I saw a Huafa old man and walked out. The old man 峨冠博带, wide-sleeve wind, like a fairy. Every move he made, he and the rhyme with the sky, as if to bring the power of heaven and earth. The feet did not step into the ground at all, and they were empty.

"Dixian?"

Knowing what this scene represents, all of them breathe a sigh of relief.

In addition to Chen Fan, Bei Qiong actually has a land fairy? This is completely beyond the imagination of everyone. It’s Suzaku, White Tiger, etc., all of them are stunned and can’t imagine.

"Isn't that Chen Huai'an? How did he cultivate into a fairy?"

Suzaku is stunned.

"It turned out that this is the card that the general said. Chen Beixuan really has the power of ghosts and unpredictables." Lao Qinglong said with emotion.

Putting an unruly old man into a fairy, Chen Fan’s ability, everyone can hardly imagine.

"I didn't expect that the Beiqiong faction still had a fairy. I am a little bit of Chen Beixuan." The old man sighed and smiled on his face: "Fortunately, I made a preparation, the Son of the Son, please take it." ”

call.

A bare-breasted robe with a blue-eyed teenager slowly emerged.

As the teenager came, a pair of ten-meter-long bright feathers slowly bloomed from behind his back. The wings are lifelike, and they are as vivid as they are. The youth is like a **** descending on Chen Fan. It is stronger and more pure than Francis. It is in his body and overwhelming the audience.

"this is"

Chen Huai'an squats and shrinks, and his expression is as dignified as ever.

"angel?"