Rebirth – City Cultivation

"How can it be?"

Looking at the windy city like the sand painting drifting away with the wind, countless people are stunned. A huge city that occupies a hundred miles away from the local area, dozens of sects of the sect of the sect of the sect of the sect, and countless monk monks, in this slap, it has become a cake.

Above the earth, there is a blank piece.

It is like being wiped off from heaven and earth by the gods. The whole city of the wind and the monks in it disappeared, leaving only one huge, smashing, like a lake-like punch.

"Tianwei hit, Tianwei hit."

Many people mutter.

Different from the battle in the depths of the ancient medicine county, there were only a few high-level family members at the time. Through the practice of thousands of miles away, they watched the battle remotely and saw the witnesses. But at this time, the attention of the entire Northern Wilderness is concentrated here. I don't know how many monks I have witnessed. How many strong people are there to suffocate.

"When the Wang Jiaxing River Tianjun, about Momo, it was just that."

Some old monks who have seen Wang Xinghe’s work for a thousand or two years have been hesitant.

And Ning Jia, Wang Jia, Hu Jia and other Tianjun family, the face is ugly to the extreme. The purple smoky family is under Chen Fanquan, and even a single blow can't stop it. Doesn't it mean that other Tianjun family, but also by Chen Fan?

When I think of this, it is the Wu family, all of whom look a little changed, and the heart can't help but feel the sorrow of the rabbit.

The Danish Central Stuart elders, Chen Yan Master and others are even more eclipsed.

"Don't worry, Tianjun's family name is dying, and it is easy to destroy. The outer wind city is just a blind man. The real heritage of the wind home is not this."

Wu Wending Shen Shen.

When he finished speaking, he saw three or four small black spots, and flew out from the site of the Windbreak City. It is the wind, the waste, the wind and the like. The top monks of these winds are all at the extreme.

At this time, the wind is not a wasteland, the owner of the house, the hair is scattered, the black robe is disorderly, and the blood is seven.

Chen Fan’s previous punch was too horrible, either the top-ranking Jin Dan’s great singer’s arrogance, or the top-ranking strongman with many bodyguards. Otherwise, under that blow, it’s with other The wind family, together with the powder. Whenever this happens, the one who survives is also embarrassed.

The wind is not ridiculously glanced at the earth, watching the smashed city that was razed to the ground, the face is ugly, and the eyes are squirting fire:

"Chen Beixuan, you... destroy my mountain door... but I am a wind home... After this hate... it’s hard to wash the water of the nine-day star river!"

"Don't let your body be destroyed, the spirits are drawn out, and the suffering of the devil is overwhelmed. I am not calling the wind without waste!"

The owner of the wind home, biting the Asian teeth, almost bleeds.

Although the wind-blown city is not the real ancestral home of the wind home, it operates for 20,000 years, and most of the wind family and property resources are in this city. Countless spiritual stones, medicinal herbs, magic weapons, materials, and mountains can fill a valley. Now all of them are destroyed in Chen Fanyi.

Needless to say, the one that really makes the wind ridiculous is the eight scorpions!

Tianjun family, the reason why the high is on, in addition to the Tianbao base, but also rely on the army to fight. Hundreds of Jin Dan, tens of thousands of innate hands together formed a battle regiment. Even if the longevity list is arrogant, it must be avoided. A **** demon army was enough to sweep a wilderness. To what extent is it better than the Monsters of the Gorefiends?

In addition to the longevity list Tianjiao holding the quasi-Tianbao, or Fengziqiu this level of half-step Tianjun-level powerhouse, otherwise there is no opponent under the Tianjun!

The eight scorpions are in the eight-and-a-half step. The result has not yet formed a tactical array. Before it has been able to launch a battlefield, and has not yet exerted its true power, it will be flattened by Chen Fan, how can the wind be unfair?

"Yes, my style will kill you!"

"Don't die!"

The three elders are not hurt, and the nine elders have the same face and hate.

"Okay, then I will kill you."

Chen Fan sneered, stepping out in one step, directly to the wind without hurting his face, barely seeing his shot, just raising his hand. This lucky survivor, the old-fashioned parents who have a long life of 1,800 years old, did not even say a word, and was instantly shot into pieces.

"go."

The wind has no shortage of people, and at the same time, the color changes, and the body turns into a dawn, and flees to the distance.

"Do you want to escape?"

Chen Fan smiled and lifted his foot to chase.

But in the next moment, I saw a few people in the wind, and my body shape disappeared. Chen Fan's face is very cold, he knows that this is not the wind and no waste, and others really disappear, that is, Tianjun also has this step of 100,000 miles of ability. They clearly broke into another world. A small world like the Kunming and the two borders.

Chen Fan raised his eyes, golden light, and double eyes.

From the fire, I took a photo for nine days and went down to the dark.

"Boom!"

In the eyes of the sun shining through everything, the space gradually fades, and finally turned into nothingness, a vast world of the sacred world, appeared in front of Chen Fan. The whole world is about a few hundred miles in size. The wind whispers everywhere, and the black dragon cries. The black dragons that are thousands of feet long, crazy and raging, are extremely sharp and shaved.

At the same time, a horrible atmosphere is waking up from this world.

Before Chen Fan’s strong feeling outside the city of the wind, most of it came from this world of the sacred world. Otherwise, the wind city will never be easily destroyed because of his boxing.

"It turned out to be."

Chen Fan sneered.

When the breath of the black knives disappeared before, he thought it was into the city of the wind and was hidden by the squad. I did not expect to run into this small world.

"Also, the Ziyan family had a Tianjun in the past. It is not difficult to open a hole in the sky with the power of the heavenly king, or to capture a small world from the chaotic void."

Chen Fanwei nodded.

Have a small world of your own, enter the attack, and retreat. It is the main reason why these Tianjun family members stand in the world and never die. What about the outer wind city, even if it is destroyed? It’s a big deal to rebuild.

But Chen Fan’s eyes, how toxic? He can easily see that when the small world is at its peak, I am afraid that the area is more than a thousand miles. Just tens of thousands of years, because the owner fell, lost nourishment and shelter, although the wind home has done its best to maintain, but the area has been shrinking, and many of the monks who have fallen asleep in this world, in time, gradually withered and died . This should be the home of the false family, such as the Feng family, not as good as the Wang family, the Tian Tianzong and so on.

"I don't know the small world of the Wang family, how powerful is it? The monk is like a rain?"

Chen Fan chuckled and quickly removed this thought from his mind.

At this time, the world of the sacred world swayed violently. When a horrible breath awakens, you can see that in the mountains and caves, there are faceless, **** and declining, and full of corrupt monks, slowly coming out. Their eyes are sluggish, their crowns are simple, some are even thousands of years old, and even the ancients tens of thousands of years ago.

But the breath on them is not inferior to the wind, no wrangling, Wu Wending and others. They are the masters of the winds and the elders of the elders before and after generations or even dozens of generations. On the repair, it is the Dazhenjun who is the top grade Jindan. It comes from the small world, and it will only be awakened when it is at the most critical point. One or two of them are not even inferior to the autumn, and there are still more people who are still awakening.

"Chen Beixuan, I am a purple house, I have saved tens of thousands of years of strength, so you can imagine?"

The wind is not barren.

"The ants are average."

Chen Fan is cold.

When he did not make a two-turn turn, he was still not afraid. Moreover, at this time, the **** body has been greatly completed, and the palm of the hand can fight Yuan Ying. Why have you been afraid that these districts are closed and self-locking, and the ancient monks who have been sealed?

"If you are alive, if you are alive, I am still jealous of it. Just rely on these dead woods, but it is a matter of palms."

Chen Fan’s hands stretched out and volleyed.

"boom!"

The sky was like a curtain, and he was torn out of a huge crack. Inside, the black wind whistling, the yin is rich, like a hell. It is a world of the winds of the wind home.

When Chen Fan turned his hand, he tore the space barrier of the small world.

"Be bold!"

Countless Fengjia’s former elders and former elders, all with madness and anger.

"My Chen Beixuan has been bold for five hundred years. With you, what about me!"

Chen Fan laughed happily, and the light curtains flowed under his feet, directly colliding into the world of the world.

Numerous monks who watched the battle could only see through the cracks in the space, faintly seeing a black wind raging, and the yin dragon rang. Dozens of generations of elders, too elders, have awakened, turned into a black-and-white, and went to Chen Fan.

These former or former elders, although they are mostly buried in the earth, are usually sealed even if they are born. Once they are born, I am afraid that they will not survive for half a month. However, their cultivation is real, and it will never be weaker than the arrogance of the world.

However, Chen Fan is not afraid of it, and his war is in full swing.

"boom!"

Do you have the power of dozens of longevity spectators?

I am afraid no one has seen it!

Only the energy fluctuations of the boundless horror, blooming in the gap of the space, like a mushroom cloud, swept the entire world of the world in almost a moment. Even the small world of hundreds of miles was trembled, and it sounded like a bang.

The aftermath of the fight, only a small amount of space gaps, cracked for half a day, a radius of five hundred miles, was pulled out like a crack in the valley. Many monks who were close to watching the battle were directly shredded into pieces. Even the big truth in the late Jin Dan, can not help.

Fight to later.

The black rainbow retreats and the yin screams. Everyone only saw that a bright blue light was shining more and more, as if illuminating the whole small world. Even dozens of elders in front of the winds could not stop this blue light!

"Too horror, too horrible."

Many spectators, as many as the earth.

In such a horrible level, even if the family owner and the elders of the elders are involved, they will die.

Wang Xuanlong, Wu Baisu and others all look ugly. They thought that they were the top arrogance of the younger generation of the Northern Wilderness, even if compared with the genius of the whole world, it is not inferior. But when I saw Chen Fan’s shot today, I realized that what is the real powerhouse, the real Tianjiao!

After half an hour.

The world of the sacred world roared and flattened, and the black rainbow disappeared, leaving only the blue light, such as the big day, the pressure on everything!

Many people are sinking in their hearts.

Wind home... lost!