Rebirth – City Cultivation

When the purple electric mad knife is sheathed.

The entire Dongshan Mountain is ten times more powerful than the previous ones, and it gathers on the black long knife. The long knife smashed the thunder and turned it into a purple electric brontosaurus with a length of several tens of feet, and the claws and claws of the teeth were smashed and smashed.

"How is he still alive?"

The ancestors of Hongmen trembled with their legs, and they wanted to go first.

There were more than 20 strong gods who came here this time. They were previously 21 by Chen Fanlian. Only him, Ise the Great God and the Holy See ruling are still there, and the rest of the strong are all fallen.

"Kill Chen Beixuan, otherwise we can't escape."

The arbitrator is low.

Chen Fan’s fierceness is too strong. In this battle alone, the nine gods of the Holy See are full of ink. The whole world, I am afraid that the gods are dying, and there are only a handful.

And Pope Francis, holding a bright scepter, looks dignified to the extreme. A ray of light is released by him and blessed himself. Next to Aaron, raise his sword and raise his eyebrows.

"kill!"

This time, Chen Fan did not talk nonsense.

In an instant, the three innate powers collide together.

Chen Fan stepped on the ground and slashed the sky. The horrible Thunder Dragon is in the void, exploding a thunder, and the power of the quasi-spirit is brought to the peak. Even to the strong blood ancestors, can not stop his knife.

"Dangdang."

Francis was directly attacked by Chen Fan from the air.

The sickle smashed into a crack, and he broke the seven or eight layers of defensive spells on his body. If it weren't for the linen that Franssey was wearing, and suddenly burst into a holy glow, and stopped the knife, he had already been killed by a knife.

Shangpin Lingyi, the robe of the saints.

And Chen Fan did not care, with a knife and a knife, the road rumbling from the air, the fried rock broke, the ground collapsed. What do you do with the spirit of the clothes, you have the ability to block me!

"help me."

Francis turned wild.

Although the robe of the saints is strong, it is a magical instrument that the Holy See of the Holy See has blessed, and it contains a strong guardian of light. But I can't help Chen Fan attack like this. When Chen Fan kneels down, Francis vomits a blood, and in the end, the blood is dyed with red linen, and the sacred robes of the saints are more and more embarrassing.

"when!"

Aaron danced his wings, his body shape was agile, he held a cross-light sword, and he hardly blocked Chen Fan’s blow.

"Boom."

The power of terror exploded from the junction of the lightsaber and the thunder knife.

On the entire eastern summit, dozens of meters of earth and stone, all cracked open. Countless trees are torn and shattered. Hua Yunfeng and others hurriedly retired into the Qinglong Array and relied on the squad. The people under the mountain were not so lucky, and they were crying and crying when they were beaten.

"Hey!"

The lightsaber in Aaron’s hand is broken.

It is just a combination of magical techniques. How can it block the power of Lingbao?

Fortunately, Francis relied on this tone, slowed it down, and again with the bright magic pole to kill. A magical act is released from the Scepter.

‘Great Collapse’

‘Light Sword’

‘big ruling’

These gods are inherited from the ancient Holy See, many of which are perfected by the saints of the past, and more are the founders of the Holy See. Especially the great disintegration, no matter what happens, it will be dissociated into particles.

However, Chen Fan did not evade, but with the flesh, hard sacred magic, just a slight sway.

He now swallows the essence of the six blood ancestors, the power of the gods, more and more unpredictable than before.

"dead!"

Chen Fan's knife is in the air, draws a semi-circle, and instantly smashes seven knives. Each knife is condensed into a thin knife awn. This knives are condensed by pure lightning, like a purple wave.

The wave of light swept through the void, making the space tremble slightly, and seemed to be unbearable.

"Angel is coming!"

Francis also saw the horror of Chen Fan's knife. The scepter went to the front and snorted. I saw a pair of white light wings that bloomed from behind him. Like the wings of an angel.

The fierce combination of wings wrapped Francis into it and turned it into a huge ball of light.

"Hey!"

Seven knives, one after another hit the ball of light, suddenly stirred up the sky. Although the angels came to the top of the Holy See, it is said to be able to prevent missile attacks. But Chen Fan’s attack with a knife is really terrible.

The first knife, the feathers shattered.

The third knife, the light ball broke open.

The fifth knife, the knife smashed the robe of the saints.

The seventh knife, Francis flew out, blood sprinkled the sky.

There was a knive mark on his flesh. This knife mark, from the forehead, extended all the way to the left leg, almost slashing Francis from the middle into two halves. If it was not a critical moment, the bright scepter helped him block a knife, which is the body of the saint. Also fell on the spot.

"hiss."

Seeing this scene, countless people took a breath.

Francis was the former pope, the Holy See, and the Holy See artifact. I never imagined that even Chen Fan could not stop it. Chen Fan that looks like a seven-knife, just a seven-pronged change. When he came to such a realm, any weapon started, and it was instantly fascinating.

"Chen Beixuan is coming back this time, I really want to shock the world."

The old Qinglong face is dignified.

In the sky, Aaron has been desperately killed and wants to take hold of Chen Fan.

"Dangdang."

The two quickly fought in the air.

Whether it is Chen Fan or Aaron, the speed is far beyond the speed of sound, reaching twice, three times, and even higher. Seeing the void, a white mans and thunder are interlaced.

Every impact.

The rock that was fried was broken and the heavens and the earth collapsed.

Hundreds of meters high Dongshan, under the two men's hands, was flattened hundreds of meters, and even the entire mountain was flattened. The power of the Son of Light is far greater than that of Francis.

It holds a cross sword in its hand.

The sword is the sword of the ancient Roman guards. It is two people high. The sword is condensed with a holy flame. Every sword is thrown out. There is a mighty flame, tearing the sky, and a thunderous roar.

"Quasi Lingbao?"

Chen Fan’s eyes are slightly slim.

Only the quasi-spirit can strike the thunder knife continuously without damage. This saint is obviously very favored by his father, so he will hand over a quasi-spirit.

"Sword name ‘天圣怒火’ is my father, who took the nine-day **** iron and built it with the **** of heaven. On the day of the sword, the flame burned the mountain, and it was extinguished ten days and ten nights.”

Aaron held the sword and stood proudly: "People, you are very powerful and have the honor to witness this sword."

"Is the two-winged angel of a bright family in the district dare to let me go like this? It is the main **** of the Guangming people, I have ever smashed it."

Chen Fan sneered.

The Guangming people are a large family of the universe, occupying countless galaxies and spreading their beliefs. Nature has had a confrontation with the Terran. In the past, Chen Fan represented Zhenwu Xianzong, and he fought many times. He even succumbed to the Guangmingzu ancestors. One person was alone in the 12th Guangming lord, and even the seven sacred, shocked the universe.

"Bold! I dare to marry the gods!"

Aaron had a blue eye and a rare anger.

The main **** of the Guangming people is the existence of the returning period, and it is supreme in the Guangming people and has an extremely high status. Chen Fan said this, as if he was a believer and humiliated his idol.

"Sword of God!"

Aaron slammed out.

On top of the cross sword, surrounded by white flames, the holy flame burns the sky, as if it can refine the void. This is a pure to fine flame, not inferior to the unicorn fire. Driven by Aaron’s cultivation, it’s the sin of the sins that are not dare to face the front.

There is a huge cross-light sword with dozens of feet long, entwined with flames and thunder, falling from the sky, like a heavenly god, falling down and judging all sins.

"broken."

Chen Fanyi Zhen Lei knife.

In the midst of nine, Lei Yin exploded.

The thunder of thunder, flew out of the black knife, turned into a nine-day dragon, and the claws flew to Aaron. Suddenly, between the heavens and the earth, only the white flame was left, and the purple lightning was sympathetic.

"Booming."

The flame and the thunder burst and shattered half the sky. The power of terror, descending from the sky, directly cut off the mountain peaks, and a huge mushroom cloud rises like a nuclear explosion, destroying the earth. Thousands of dark powers who came to watch the battle, the wolf escaped from Dongshan. Hundreds of people who ran slowly, were directly torn into pieces by the strength.

"so horrible."

Countless people are shaking and shaking.

The battle between Chen Fan and Aaron has completely revealed what is the prestige of the peak. In front of them, whether it is Ye Qingcang or Francis, they are as fragile as children.

"Who wins and who wins?"

The ancestors of Hongmen called.

When everyone looked up, they saw the smoke, a white figure, and flew out. Like a meteor, it crashed into the peaks of the mountains.

The figure was born with wings, white robes, and it was the Son of Aaron.

Only at this time, Aaron’s mouth was covered with blood, and the holy wings were feathered and faded. The chest was a purple Raymond knife, and his life was on his chest, almost smashing him into two pieces.

"The Son is defeated?"

The arbitrator could not believe it.

And countless dark powers are even more like falling ice.

Strong as the Son of Aaron, the holy sword of the gods, but also defeated Chen Fan, who is still Chen Fan opponent? Is it because of these melons and melons?

"call!"

Ise the great priest, directly scared to set up a black fog, and fled.

"Since it is here, leave your life."

There was a cold voice in the smoke.

"Boom."

Then, a thunder burst.

I saw the thunder pillars of nine days, descending from the sky, and fiercely bombing on the Ise God. This Japanese yin and yang master, almost no one screamed.

The lightning was connected one after another and fell from the sky.

The ancestors and arbiters of Hongmen were silent and directly bombed into thunder.

"Do not!"

Franssi made a scream of screaming, turned into a white mans, and wanted to escape. Although he was seriously injured, he was a saint after all, and he was even more armed with a scepter, and his speed broke through the sound barrier, just like a thunder.

"dead!"

In the void, a knife, from an incredible point of view, as if beyond the time, fiercely squatting on Frances. The Holy See of the Holy See, with just a hint of horror on his face, was knives, and even the man with his scepter, smashed into two pieces, and even the soul was broken into ash.

Under one knife, the Holy One is fallen!

At the foot of the Dongshan Mountain, countless strong people stayed in the woods and died.

Only Chen Fan stepped out of the dust, holding a knife and standing proudly.