Rebirth – City Cultivation

"boom!"

As the blue light flashed, a thousand-foot-long black dragon mourned, and then the waist was beaten into two pieces, and finally the entire world of the world was completely smashed.

The water is full of water, no one dares to fight back.

All the spectators know what it means.

"The wind home is defeated."

Wang Xuanfeng opened his mouth with a bit of bitterness.

Next to him, a smashed silver hair, like a galaxy, is full of stars and stars, like Wang Xuanlong in the mysterious starry sky, without a word, 眸

Light is like iron.

The arrogant son of the king’s family, the face was awesome. The eyes are shining, the silver is shining, the volatility is fluctuating, and Chen Fan is born.

The enemy of life and death. Wang Xuanfeng has never seen this look in the big brother. Even if he faces Luo Changsheng in the 21st birthday list, Wang Xuanlong also

The old calm, though not the enemy, but the heart is still there.

‘The last big brother’s expression was still when I waited to see my ancestors...’

Wang Xuanfeng vibrates in his heart.

And the ancestors of the Wang family... naturally the only Yuan Ying in the Northern Wilderness, Wang Jiatian Jun Wang Xinghe!

‘Is it big brother, really regards Chen Beixuan as the existence of the ancestor of the Galaxy? But how is this possible? ’

Wang Xuanfeng is amazed.

However, Chen Fan’s battle is indeed shocking. Even the Tang Dynasty family, all of them have a foot on the ground, and the North is deserted. What else can stop him?

Wang Tianchen, the owner of the Wang family, had to admit it. I am afraid that in addition to the return of the ancestral ancestors, or several other joint forces besieged. Otherwise vertical and horizontal

Waste, no one is Chen Fan’s opponent.

As for Ningjia, Hujia, Taiyizong, etc., from top to bottom, regardless of the elders of the family, or the disciples of the family, all face to face.

The wind home is in front of Chen Fan, ruining and ruining. Doesn't this mean that other Tianjun family can't stop Chen Fan? On hard reality

Force, the other few are not necessarily comparable to the purple wind home.

‘Damn, Hu Xiao’s kid mistaken me! ’

Hu Yuanzhang has begun to repent and criticize.

The parents of Hu are very intimate, and in several major families, on hatred, Hu’s relationship with Chen Fan is the worst and irreparable.

There are a lot of active families, and the relationship between Chen Si and Chen Fan is not an enemy of life and death, and there is room for manoeuvre. Already thinking, how is it afterwards?

Better Chen Fan.

At this time, even people who are stupid can see it.

The pattern of the Northern Wilderness will change greatly in the future. The wind home is fallen, but another strong one is stepping on the corpse of the wind home, advancing to the sky and proclaiming to the world.

His existence.

"It’s turned upside down, it’s turned upside down."

A white hair, tall and sturdy Wu Wending sighed and shook his head. The Wu family ancestor, who is in charge of the family, is actually awkward at this time.

Heroic shortness:

"Red-handed 撼 Tianbao, one blow to destroy the wind home. I am out of this peerless figure in the north, I really don't know if it is a blessing or a curse?"

Wu Wenchan and other elders can't speak. It’s Wu Qingyan’s juniors, and the eyes are shining and joyful. After all, Chen Fan and Wu Jia are better.

I also gave alchemy to their home.

Only Wu Xiao, the body is shaking, and his face is scared. She regretted and feared at this time.

On the day of the ancient Sendai, facing the three heavenly oppressions, such as the dust, she stood up and asked the Wu family to not shelter Chen Fan.

‘Who can think of it, the district’s northern coldland Dan Shi, actually repaired so strong. ’

Wu Xiaoxin’s heart was swallowed up by endless regrets.

Most of the spectators are completely shocked and don't know what to say.

"The windy home on the top is even being leveled!"

"That is the Tianjun family, inheriting tens of thousands of years, once had the existence of Yuan Ying Tianjun, overlooking the entire northern wasteland!"

"Lian Tianjun's family can be destroyed. This is a northern wasteland. What else is it that Chen Beixuan did not dare to do?"

Countless monks watching the war, feared.

The Feng family stood in Ziyan County for a long time. Since the beginning of the year, Feng Tianjun has opened up such a great foundation. For tens of thousands of years, I don’t know how many disasters and challenges have been experienced, but

Never eternal. Today, he was attacked into the old nest by others, and the city of the wind was destroyed. Even the world of the world seemed to be unstoppable. And the opponent, there is only one person.

.

"One person is a family, this is the real one!"

Chen Yan elders sighed.

"After today, apart from the Heavenly Kings, there is still one more Chen Danwang."

Hearing this statement, Stuart’s elders changed their minds, their faces were blue and green, and they were ugly to the extreme.

...

The wind is in the small world.

Chen Fanyi boxed out and stepped out to crush a long black dragon. Then one foot, stepping on a face, with a **** decline

The wind home is too elder. More than 10,000 years ago, the great monk who had been attacked by the northern part of the country and repaired the eight elements of Jin Dan, although it was repaired and thrown at this time.

Even in the face of Wang Xuanlong, the dust and other people, they can win and win, but at the foot of Chen Fan, it is like an ant, and it is trampled into several pieces.

After the Qing Emperor’s longevity was completed, Chen Fan’s body was strong and strong.

It is a Yuan Ying Tian Jun, at this time the body is not necessarily comparable to Chen Fan. What's more, these blood and blood decay, just relying on the seal, only to survive

What about the ancient monks of Fengjia?

"Unspeakable."

Chen Fan is scornful.

His whole body is blue, like a layer of flame, spread out to the outside, and finally turned into a round of blue day, hanging over the world of the world,

The hundreds of miles are very bright, and even the thick soil can't stop the light.

Behind Chen Fan, there are broken limbs and blood in the sky, such as a heavenly road, covered with half a sky.

Since Chen Fan stepped into the small world of the wind, it was only a quarter of an hour. But in this half-quarter of an hour, dozens of waking wind homes are too elders, and they are jealous.

Off. Hundreds of secrets arranged in the world of the sacred world, killing, is even more trampled by Chen Fan.

As for the two remaining scorpio guards that the Feng family left in the world of the sacred world, they just formed a battlefield and were destroyed by Chen Fanyi. Hundreds of Jin Dan, tens of thousands

The sky is instantly shattered and shattered!

At this time, the vast world of Fengjia, there are only a few people still there.

"Demon, you are a demon."

The wind is ridiculous.

The owner of the feng shui looked at Chen Fan with horror.

He saw with his own eyes that dozens of ancestors, like moths, were beaten by Chen Fan and easily destroyed. Countless monk monks, impassioned,

Fighting for a battle, but Chen Fan’s fingering. Many of the tactics that can kill the longevity of the celestial arrogance, Chen Fan is a physical shock, just like breaking free from straw

Like, easy to break! The tens of thousands of years of accumulation of the wind home, even surpassed Chen Fan’s half-cutting.

Unmatched.

What is horizontally invincible. I didn't know the wind before, but today, he finally understood.

So ferocious, isn't it a demon?

"Demon? Is it the Yuanshi Tianmo, who dare not call this place?" Chen Fan sneered, gently lifting his claws, his face turned scared and turned away.

It was taken directly by Chen Fan and volleyed. All the secret treasures, the musical instruments, together with the soul of the soul, are turned into nothingness.

In the end, there is no one in the whole family.

Chen Fan looked up and looked at the void:

"Fengziqiu, you look at this seat like this, killing your entire wind home? I don't believe you fled into this world of the world, borrow this hole in the sky.

The power is not the power of a war. ”

"Humph!"

In the sky, suddenly a cold voice came.

I saw that the long black winds of thousands of feet were like the dragons whistling, seemingly blowing from the underworld, turning into countless dragons, gathering together.

. In the end, it turned out to be a human figure out of thin air.

The man was in his forties, and he was in black, his face was as white as paper, and he was a fan of autumn.

But at this time, his breath did not fall and rise, and the endless blood gas surged around. It’s not like the body is destroyed, but it’s more powerful than before.

Minute. The black knife is in his palm, shaking, and the war is like a storm.

"This world of the sacred world was the one that your ancestors left. Since you are in charge of the heavenly treasure, you must know how to use the power of this small world.

This place is just a hole in a few hundred miles. But it is enough for you to re-solidify the body in a short time. However, this is the source of the world, I am afraid this

The seat can still exist for thousands of years in a small world, and it will collapse in a hundred years. ”

Chen Fan chuckled. "And you sit and watch the wind and no waste, and so on, just to let them consume the power of this seat, even if they win?

Already destroyed. ”

"This doesn't require you to worry about it. As long as the black knife is still there, I am still there. It is a big deal to rebuild a wind home."

The autumn scenery of the wind is cold.

"When you are so careless, you dare to chase the world of the world, but you don't know. Even if it is Wang Xinghe, after enlightenment, don't dare to go.

Is it here? ”

Finished.

He explored his hand to the void:

"Knife!"

Bang!

The entire world of hundreds of miles trembled. Infinite black storms raging, a hurricane tornado, from the nine secluded, rushed to the void

. From a distance, it looks like a black pillar.

"Hey!"

A black mang, from the center of the small world, suddenly excited, shot out, fell into the hands of the wind and autumn.

At this time, Feng Ziqiu, with one knife in hand, the endless surge of breath, and quickly surpassed before, moving toward an incomparably grand level. He called

A suck, every move, seems to lead the whole world, is the master of these hundreds of miles. In fact, at this moment, the power of the world of the world

It is blessed in Fengziqiu.

He slashed out, not only the power of the heavens, but also the power of the hundred days.

Just like Chen Fanzeng’s refining ‘Dinghaizhu’. On the basis of combat power, it may not be inferior to Tianjun. Even if it is a heavenly king, I don’t want to be in a cave.

In the middle, fight the masters of the small world. Because that is actually equivalent to being an enemy of a world. Even a small world with hundreds of miles.

boom!

There are long black knives that tear the entire sky.

The emptiness of the sky, the tremor of the world, the world of the sacred world, at this time, seems to be unable to withstand the power, to collapse.

"Wang Xinghe can't do anything, why can't I do this? Fengziqiu, the last thing you regret in your life is to provoke me Chen

Bei Xuan. ”

Chen Fan said calmly.

In the face of this knife that is enough to rival Tianjun, Chen Fan not only does not retreat, but his face still hangs a smile. He raised his hand and his palms were white and white.

As tender as a woman. Then I saw that Chen Fan gently held the palm into a fist and punched it out with a punch.

Overturned!

....

2020, October 27th. The sky is 129,650 years.

Chen Fan was at the top of Ziyan County, and he looked at the wind home. The wind-stricken city disappeared, the world of the sacred world collapsed, the wind died in the autumn, and the wind was strong.

Being trampled by one person.

The news came out and the northern desert was shaking.

Since then, no one in the world knows about Chen Beixuan!