Rebirth – City Cultivation

Chinese, ancient Huacheng.

This ancient and ancient city, originally the last foundation of the Chinese, is the Presbyterian Church. Located in the northernmost part of the remote northern colds, close to the North Sea, this is a barren land of poverty. Even the monks in the North Cold Region are not willing to come here because they are too poor, even the aura is rare, not to mention various Practice materials.

However, since Chen Fan, with the supreme power, this place has been transformed, attracting many spiritual veins and turning into a land of cultivation and immortality. Since then, the ancient city has gradually prospered.

When Chen Fan, when he was famous in the world, he did not know how many gates, how many monks, and thousands of miles went to Guhuacheng to pay tribute to the ancient city where Chen Fan rose. The ancient city is also prosperous and prosperous, with people flowing like a shuttle, and monks like rain.

But today.

The entire ancient city is dead.

All the Chinese people looked up and looked at the sky. The one standing on the golden flame chariot, covered in golden light, high above, overlooking the golden gods of all beings.

Everyone knows the origins of God.

Emperor Mountain!

That brought thousands of years of humiliation and hardship to the Chinese, and now it is necessary to deprive the Chinese of another hope of the Supreme sect.

When God will read the law in his hand.

The elders glanced at the crutches and spit out only five words in their mouths:

"My Chinese...not satisfied!"

Yes.

Chinese people are not satisfied!

Not only the elders, not just a lot of monks, including every ordinary mortal of hundreds of millions of Chinese, the eyes are big, full of eyes are two words:

Not satisfied!

Why?

Your emperor's mountain is high, and you can decide the death of my Chinese. I can let my family Tianjun go to your emperor's mountain to plead guilty. The curse of my Chinese has been cursed for thousands of years, and now it is even more a slave.

"The little son of the Emperor Mountain, where the Laozis have provoked you, staring at the Chinese people every day, is it the ancestor of my Chinese ancestors, who worked for your ancestors of the Emperor Mountain."

Lei elders screamed loudly.

Everyone heard the words and laughed at them all.

The smile is full of contempt and sadness to the Emperor Mountain.

The golden armor will not say a word, just a light hand.

"噗通!"

The elders of Jin Dan’s five products were directly invisible and crushed on the ground. Allowing him to smash the earth, the whole body of mana broke out, and he could not shake the invisible force. In the end, the elders of Lei were directly pressed by the force, one inch, and pressed into a patties. Together with Jin Dan, with the soul of the whole body, all of them were crushed into pieces.

"The people who violated the imperial mountain of my emperor, do as many people."

The golden armor will look indifferent and overlook the crowd, such as the ants.

Everyone does not say anything.

In the entire Chinese temple, there was no death, no one spoke.

After a while.

Qin Luo slowly stepped out, pulled out the long sword in his hand, and a sword waved to the golden armor.

That day.

There are a total of 1,763 monks in the Chinese, and they will face the sword. It accounts for 99% of the entire Chinese innate monk. All the elders, including Qin Luo, except the elders, died in front of the temple in the battle, and no one returned.

After this war.

Chinese vegetarianism.

...

When the news of Guhua City spread throughout the world.

The sky is silent. Everyone knows that this battle is not only a hatred of one person. It involves two clan, two sects, thousands of years of grievances, and **** washes.

This hatred.

Can't be worn in the sky!

"There is no way to avoid it. He and the Emperor Mountain are not dead."

The Wu family ancestors slowly closed their eyes.

He was so hopeful that he would not see the emergence of this situation, but he did not expect it to finally appear. From the very beginning, Zhenhai Wujia invested in Chen Fan. Although he swayed several times in the meantime, he hoped that Chen Fan would have a successful day. But now, the action of the Emperor Mountain completely broke Wu’s fantasy.

"The order is passed down, and the confinement of Miss Qingyan will be changed from temporary to permanent. At the end of the day, she will not be allowed to step out of my Wu family. Anyone from the Wu family can no longer mention her."

Wu Wending issued an order.

"Yes!"

Wu Jiazhong elders bowed their heads.

Everyone knows that Chen Fan is finished.

Not just Wu family.

In the Star Wars family, in the reincarnation, in the Northern Cold Region, in the ancient drug city... all the people who heard this news, all on the spot. Many people still think about whether Chen Fan can bow to the Emperor Mountain and then the matter is revealed.

After all, Chen Fan is also the first in the longevity list, the famous Tiantianjun.

Even if Fudu's ancestors and others led the top ten kings to block the door, they did not have confidence and must leave Chen Fan. If a Yuanying monk wants to escape, it is really difficult to stop.

but now.

The Emperor Mountain has already swayed all the roads with a sword.

When the Chinese were desecrated as slaves and pressed to the Emperor Mountain, everyone knew that there would be an endless battle between the Emperor Mountain and Chen Fan. Obviously, in these two, the Emperor Mountain has an overwhelming advantage.

"Unfortunately, Chen Beixuan."

Star Dou Tianjun sighed.

He is the ancestor of the Wang family. He just returned from the field. He wanted to recruit Chen Fan. Hearing this news completely dispelled all thoughts.

"Chen Beixuan may not lose, and the Emperor Mountain has not seen much stronger than the reincarnation." Wang Xuanlong is still arguing in the face of the supreme ancestor of the family.

"You do not understand."

The ancestor of the Wang family shook his head.

Without reaching the level of the heavenly king, you can never imagine the power of the Emperor Mountain. That is to inherit the sect of a sacred god. Don't say anything else. How many more are the ‘God’s Law’ that extinguished Thunder? No one knows.

Chen Fan is strong, can you live a few papers? Can you compare with the Thunder Five ancestors?

This war, no one is optimistic about Chen Fan!

More people suspect that Chen Fan will not shrink when he is a tortoise. Although the life of the whole family is important, it is the Mount of the Emperor, suppressing the gods of the gods for 100,000 years!

"Heavenly, will you come?"

This time.

Even Lin Yanhua and others are no longer 100% sure.

...

Time is long.

Three months passed by.

At this time, Chen Fan, in the fairy soil, also cultivated to the most critical moment.

From the seven-day refining of the "Baohong Furnace", Chen Fan began the practice of the seventh turn. In the seven rounds and eight turns of the Xiannian, Chen Fan had already made a decision. He chose the fourth and fifth frames of the twelve-day work.

Chen Fan is in all the exercises.

The most mysterious with the twelve-day power map.

This is a practice he has found outside the domain, in a broken universe. Seeing the extent of its ancient sky, it may even be the product of the last opportunity before the opening of this era. Chen Fan guessed that before the ancient times, it might be the practice of chaos gods. Otherwise, there is no way to explain, the more resources that will be practiced in the future.

The last three pictures, even the resources that condense the small half of the universe, may not be able to be made.

Of course, once it is refining, the power is terrible!

In fact, with the completion of the cultivation of the fourth and fifth figures, Chen Fan has gradually felt the power of the twelve-day work. This method of exercise is stronger with the increase of a pair of maps. Every time you practice a picture, you have a huge bonus to the previous exercises. For example, the current Xuanwu, at least 50% stronger than before, even more than!

"Roar!"

That day, above the fairy soil.

The flam

Throughout the fairy land, countless strange animals are shivering, even the most powerful Yuan Ying-class beasts are also squatting on the ground, not afraid to have a half-revolt. They can feel the terror suppression from the depths of the blood, and know that the middle of the lake, those who exist, what a terrible beast.

As for the old man.

It is completely dumbfounded.

He never imagined that there are such horrible exercises in the universe that he can forcibly transform people into the blood of the beast, and it is still the blood of the pure blood, which is equivalent to the beast of the beast, and there is more than one.

‘It’s too horrible, it’s a reincarnation of Xianzong’s power. ’

The old man sucked a cold breath in his heart.

He even had some doubts that Chen Fan’s past life might not be ordinary power, or even the ancient holy, or even the reincarnation of the true immortal, otherwise there would be such a terrible practice.

but.

In this way, the cost of consumption is enormous, and the cost of the whole lake is reduced by a large margin.

But for Chen Fan, it is worth it.

Whether it is the nine-turn of the Xiannian or the twelve-day work, he must cultivate. With the "Baohong Furnace", after the smelting of the law, Chen Fan also let go of his unscrupulous practice, no longer afraid of the interference of the twelve days of power.

The ninth method of exercise.

Chen Fan no doubt chose "Zhenwu Shen".

In his previous life, although he had opened the road and cultivated it, he had his own fundamental law. However, Chen Fan was repaired by the two kings. The true martial art is not only the best practice he is good at, but also the pre-founding condition of his fundamental Dafa. If you do not practice this method, you will not be able to follow suit.

"Hey!"

When the real gods practiced.

The sacred array of heavens in the sky emerged from the air and was attached to it.

The fruit of the avenue is a joyful jump, and in the top of Chen Fan, the evolution of countless avenues. This fruit, originally prepared for a disciple of Zhenwu Xianzong.

The sages and others, at this time, finally confirmed that Chen Fan is indeed a disciple of Zhenwu Xianzong.

When the real Wu Shen Shen practiced, the kind of invincible, fighting the world, fighting through the nine. The kind of invincible, eternal and immortal breath can't be changed at all. It is the momentum that belongs to the real Wu Xianzong.

"It’s really under the sect of the sect, it’s no wonder so cruel."

The sorcerer bowed his head and sighed, and no doubt confused.

After ten days.

Chen Fan broke out.

On that day, Jiu Dao was stunned by the thunder, and he was crushed by the punch. He was covered in chaos, like a demon from ancient times. Every step of the way, there are countless laws in the whole body.

Xuanwu, Qingdi, Kunpeng, Lei Ze... to the final Zhenwu.

When the nine kinds of laws were formed behind him and completely condensed, they eventually turned into a huge fairy wheel. The Xiannian wheel is full of this great freedom, great creation, and great freedom. As if the past and the present are in the future, there will be eternal existence, and it will never be destroyed.

that moment.

Everybody knows.

Chen Fanxian turned nine times, and it became a big one!

PS: There are two chapters secretly sneaking in the night of the annual meeting. It may be very late to go back tomorrow. If it is not updated, it will break out later. ^_^