Rebirth – City Cultivation

The sword is empty, and a sword is a million miles long.

From the northern cold region to the Tianzhu domain, endless distance, across the distance of countless big states, Chen Fan only arrived in a quarter of an hour. This sword starts from the ancient city. After twenty-seven states, such as Yanzhou, Yuezhou, Linzhou, and Zhangzhou, it has implied that Chen Fan’s achievements in Jindan have been three years of hard work, and the sword has been smashed out.

A thousand miles of dark clouds, broken for it.

Countless magic monks, fallen on the spot.

The seven great devils were even smashed into two by the moment they did not react.

"Oh my God!"

In the city of Linjiazu, countless monks were stunned and staring at this scene. It is Lin’s old and senior, who can’t believe it. As for the countless seven monks, it is a sculpture.

"The devils are dead? How is it possible?"

Many elders who have heart-throwing, Gorefiend, and Wan Guizong have shook their heads and refused to recognize this scene.

The seven great devils, that is the master of the wild seven magic roads, repaired to the weakest, there are also swords and Zhao Xianxian first-class, above the Jindan late Dazhenjun. As for the most powerful blood **** king, it is even more unfathomable.

How can these seven peerless powers be succulent in a sword?

"It must be an illusion, someone will use illusion!"

Many magical roads are really determined.

The Lin family owner has long jumped excitedly:

"This must be the strongest of the Northern Wilderness family. Only the Wang family, such as the ancient family, can only have such a heavenly power. I don't know if it is the parents of the king, the owner, or the ancestors of the royal family. ""

He squatted and asked to open the moat to meet the Wang family.

"Stop, the situation seems a bit wrong." Hanging ancestors sipping, eyes confused: "I am familiar with this sword, I seem to have seen it."

"Yes, the Northern Wild Kings are famous for their guns. When they are good at sword repair, they will not be masters of the royal family." The old ancestors shook their heads.

When everyone is wondering.

I saw that in the sky, the dazzling swordsman gradually dispersed, and one of the young blacks appeared.

A young black man is emerging. Young people look beautiful, long hair shawls, black hunting. He has a broken sword in his hand. On the ancient sword, Xianhui shines and Ruiqi is a thousand. No one can imagine that this sword, a sword through the seven magic roads numerous protections, killing tens of thousands of magic monks, and even the seven masters into two.

The young man stands proud of the sword, arrogant to the heavens and the earth, over the countless magical monks over the sky, the double eyes overlooking all beings, depending on the life like an ant. The kind of arrogance that swayed like a tiger, and for a time spent a lot of magical monks, many magical roads were really annoying, but did not dare to move.

"Who is he? Is it the peerless arrogance of the Wang family?"

The Lin family owner asked strangely.

Next to a Lin family junior, suddenly called out: "Isn't that the Chinese Han Jun in the North Cold Region, Chen Beixuan?"

"Yes, the broken sword in his hand is the famous Tianbao 'Tiantianjian'. He used to be in the hands of the Chinese elders, Xie Changyu. I also met in the front line of the North Coldland." Another elder also Opening.

When this statement comes out, there is no doubt about everyone.

"It turns out that it is no wonder that I feel that the sword is so familiar. It turned out to be the cut sword of Xie Changzhen. It is said that this Tianbao has broken and can not play the real power of Tianbao, so Xie Changzhen holds it and has repeatedly lost in the hands of the Gorefiend. Thinking of this sword today, it is like a **** of heaven, is it a recovery?"

The ancestors hanged and cried.

"Homeowner, then we shouldn't welcome him in." The tall and burly elders asked.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall began to subtle.

Many of Lin’s faces showed a sly look.

Chen Fan killed the ancestors and other people, causing the five domain dragons to have no heads, and was invaded by the wild seven magic roads. Everyone should have denounced Chen Fancai. But now, Lin’s family is in a desperate situation. It is true that Chen Fan’s sword comes to the forefront, and he’s also fascinated by the spirits of the Lin family.

The middle-aged appearance, the Lin Jiajia, wearing the Xuan Jin robes, even laughed: "This is still a long-term plan, the magic road coalition has not retired, the seven great devils are not sure of death, if the law is opened, the ancestral city is broken." do?"

Outside the city, countless exclaimed shocks.

Chen Fanyi held the sword and lost one hand behind him. His eyes swept over the bodies of the seven great devils. He said in a faint tone: "I will only kill one of the blood gods. I have nothing to do with you. I will immediately retire, otherwise don't blame Chen. A sword is ruthless."

"It’s awkward."

In the sound of a bone joint explosion and muscle spasm. The seven demon masters who were smashed into two pieces each used magic power to restore the magic body. They all looked at Chen Fan with a chilly look.

Anyone who has been chopped for no reason, his face is not good-looking.

As early as the moment the sword came out, Chen Fan expected this scene, so I was not surprised. The Jindan monk would have been difficult to kill, not to mention the seven strong men who pointed to the longevity list. The masters of these magical roads are nothing but magical and superb, and there are all kinds of old monsters that save the life. Especially the blood **** king, a blood shadow magic power, I am afraid that it has long been a big success, no special means, can not be eliminated.

"Hey, you let us back, let's go back, see if my seven magical roads are nothing?"

The heart of the old ancestors laughed.

"Swords are tens of thousands of feet, a sword breaks through the sea of ​​blood, and dares to wait for me to wait for the seven great devils to swing the sword. It is really a great prestige, great strength. When is the Tianzhu domain, out of this peerless The strong? The two old tortoises are more courageous than the empty and suspended. "The warlord's main eyes are blazing, the black mans are skyrocketing, and the war is hunting.

"War brother, this is not a master of the Tianzhu domain. It is the Chinese Chen Zhenjun who helped us a lot. The broken sword in his hand is the Chinese Tianbao 'Tiantianjian'. Chen Zhenjun came here, at the beginning Come to the deity."

The blood **** Wang smiled lightly.

He is also full of black hair, only sixteen or seven years old, looks handsome and young, like a teenager, but the skin is too pale, as if the dead, there is no blood. But the eyes have flashed a glimmer of blood from time to time.

If he does not speak, no one has thought that this pale boy is the famous blood **** king.

"Chen Beixuan?"

At this moment, several great devils are slightly discolored.

Chen Fan’s name is now spread throughout the surrounding fields, and even the northern part of the country is very wild. He smashed the sword and broke the king city. In the two peaks, one enemy five, killing the ancestors and other people. Now, the outside world has already faintly passed him as the first master of the five domains.

But for many of the devils, the most familiar is that Chen Fan killed the five domain domain owners and gave them the opportunity to invade the Tianzhu domain.

"It turned out to be Chen Zhenjun. Zhenjun can help me to help me seven times. This ancestor has not thanked Zhenjun yet."

The head is full of chaotic green long hair, the head is huge, but the figure is short, the limbs are atrophy, and the hand-like ancestors of the chicken feet show a kind smile, but from his mouth, it is like ridicule.

The other few demon Lords did not move their positions slightly, from all directions, faintly sealed Chen Fan to go.

In the face of the long-awaited first-ever five-domain, they dare not slack off. In particular, Chen Fan’s hand-cranked sword is the focus of attention. The horror of the sword that 30,000 years ago, everyone knows. If it is not Jianqi that breaks through the thousands of miles of magic clouds, layers of law, and the spirit has been exhausted, the seven people present may not be able to resist.

"Go back to the wild, or die."

Chen Fan plays the sword and the sound is cold.

He had never had six other people in his eyes, but he was fixed on the blood god.

The seven devils had a faint anger on their faces.

"Chen Zhenjun really wants to be an enemy of my seven magic roads? I have to know that I am not waiting for the ancestors."

"Dangdang!"

Chen Fan did not talk nonsense at all, and directly pulled out the sword.

Like a dragon-like sword, it sounds loudly between heaven and earth. With the tidal wave of a layer of tidal infusion, the light on the sky-changing sword became more and more embarrassing, and it began to gradually recover and restore the power of Tianbao. A horrible wave of volatility spilled from all sides of the broken sword.

"Hands. Can't let him push the Tianbao to recover, otherwise we can't stop the Tianjun sword!"

The blood **** Wang Shuguang is cold.

Heart-breaking ancestors, hundreds of poisoned old people, warlord and other people, suddenly all-out shot. Seven smashing space, open the chaos of the vast magic, suddenly from all directions, to Chen Fan.

Tianbao is too strong, and once it is fully awakened, it will be comparable to Tianjun. At that time, a thousand miles, you must be beaten into powder. It was the seven magic masters who joined forces and could not hold such a horrible blow.

It’s just a **** king’s heart.

Isn’t the sword cut off early, how can it be fully awakened? And Chen Fan is trapped in the two peaks, how to run out? How suddenly his strength has become so powerful.

However, at this time, there are no opportunities to think about all kinds of questions.

"Boom!"

The magic of the collapse of the heavens is filled with a radius of ten miles.

There are many monks and monks who are very close and cannot escape. Directly involved in it, was torn into pieces by the strength. Only some Jindan Zhenjun, only to escape.

‘the blood of the gods’

‘Heavy heart. Law’

‘百毒诛魂刺’

‘All ghosts swallow magic...’

The seven great devils, at the same time, exhibited the most proud exercises. The seven powers are different, the different attributes of the magic, blocking Chen Fan before and after, all positions.

Each of them can be compared to Zhao Xianxian, the strongest of them, even on the ancestors. The seven people joined forces, and the power was almost earth-moving. It is the peak of the longevity list, and it has to be discolored.

In fact, many spectators have already exclaimed and worried about Chen Fan.

However, Chen Fan still cares about it, holding a broken blade and taking care of himself.

That moment. In the magical rolling, blood dragon roaring, and the ghosts, the smoldering sword light shines. The Jianguang, at first, was just like the same morning, but in an instant, as the sun jumped out of the sea, it was shining and shining through the whole sky. Within a hundred miles, they were shrouded in the eye-catching sword.

Layers of magic, true strength, in front of the sword, like layers of onions, like the dew under the sun. At the end of the magic, the seven major devils were shocked and shocked.

A hundred miles, condensed at this moment.