Rebirth – City Cultivation - v2 Chapter 1158 Bathing God Blood (Second)

"Hey!"

Almost quickly, the people were being stunned by the roaring sound of Zhong Ding. The expression was a bit sluggish, and even the gods and gods would be slightly stunned.

The sun **** of the Sun Yazong came to Linyang, and it was smashed into pieces by the golden little Ding.

Everyone just returned to God, only to see a touch of Jinhong jumping out of countless battles, crossing the void that I don’t know how many, and slamming on Lin Yang. Although Lin Yang is a senior **** of the Sun Rizon, he has been repaired to the late Yuan Ying, and he has a variety of magical powers, far more powerful than the average Yuan Yingfeng.

But at the moment.

His body was broken, and the whole body collapsed. There were countless shining blood and bones that fluttered in the sky. Like a watermelon, it was smashed by a hammer, and countless watermelon juices and fragments collapsed around. It was terrible. Under the attack of Chen Fan's soul and embraced Xiao Ding, Lin Yang is really like a tofu in the walnut. It is said to be the body of Yuan Yingqiang, and many of the magical Japanese treasures carried on his body, but they can't afford to play a role.

"Lin Yang is dead?"

Many people are dumbfounded and have not responded.

Lin Yang is the brother of Linhe. He is recognized as the first super strong in the gods of the Japanese. The average **** will be far from his opponent, at least the kind of cultivation that lasted for four or five thousand years, almost touched the elders level of the law of the gods, in order to compete with Lin Yang. Now it is killed by Chen Fanyi Ding?

In particular, Chen Fan is now born in Yuan Ying, but the Jiu Shen Shen Ying, who is a long-shouldered child, holds a golden three-footed three-footed dragon in his arms. He looks at the eyebrows, looks soft, weak and weak, but like an iron skull. Easy to smash Lin Yang.

How can everyone not be surprised?

The blood of the gods and beasts of Linyang, a red-flame tiger with a long length of hair, is a shouting sound of the earth-shattering sound of the earth. It shocked the dozens of Yuan’s elders around the face and changed back thousands of times. Zhang, then bite out, a black flame column with a length of thousands of feet.

The flame column burned through the void, pulling a long black trace in the space, like a trace of lava.

More horrible, there are dozens of Jindan followers in the middle, did not have time to escape, was black in the middle of the flame column, disappeared instantly and turned into a blue smoke, even the soul and Lingbao could not find a little residue, including a Yuan Ying monk It was also wiped by the black flame, and half of the body was blind, and screaming and screaming backwards.

"It is ‘swallowing magical inflammation’!” There is a grandfather of Yuan Ying shouting.

The magical tiger of the magical Japanese ancestor, the red flame magic tiger, inherits the magical power of the blood of the beast, is the famous 'swallowing magical inflammation', which can be the flame of the number on the 'world's fire list', claiming nothing. Not burning, burning the sun and the moon. It is made by the real Dacheng Devil Tiger, and even annihilates the stars.

Although this red flame tiger is far from a great beast, it is a spurt of fire, but the **** does not dare to touch it. It is terrible.

"Boom!"

Chen Fan directly incarnates ‘山河鼎’ and goes straight.

Sting.

In the void, the mighty atmosphere of horror tumbling, and even a glimpse of the sacred breath overflowing in the mountains and rivers. In the universe, it seems as if there is a big river and a river, and then Chen Fan descended from the sky, and it was suppressed. It was the devour of the magical inflammation, which claimed to burn the sun and the moon, but hitting the mountain and river tripods, it only made more golden light on the wall of the ding, without any damage.

"My tripod is made of the supreme holy treasure of Linyi Xinghai Dasheng. If you can burn out a small fire in your district, don't let it down the name of "Xiangqiang Shengbao"."

Chen Fan said faintly, the whole body screamed at the light, and slammed into the Red Flame Tiger.

The Red Flame Tigers squirted several pieces of magical inflammation, but they couldn’t help Chen Fan, the furry and fierce tiger face, at the moment, it was not revealed by the humanized fear.

But at the moment, a roar came from behind Chen Fan:

"You dare to attack this seat, just look for death!"

boom!

More terrifying than before, rising from the place where the **** Lin Yang died, he sacred to evoke the sacred deity to reshape the flesh and spirit. Numerous flesh and blood gathered together and turned into Linyang again. Behind him, a round of magic day is vacant, and the magical spirit of the cockroach is filled with dozens of miles, turning the whole world into a magical field, and it is extremely strong.

Boom.

Lin ** root hair is as straight as a sword, his face is full of anger, and the flames are sprayed in the seven scorpions, and the murderous murder is condensed on him. The magical son of the magic Japanese sect is really horrified to the extreme.

Surprisingly, if I don’t wear the ‘dead-like charm’ passed down by the gods, I am afraid that the blow will really fall under Chen’s hands.

The anger is that the seven gods and gods are in perfect harmony. Only one of them was killed by Chen Fanyi, and almost died. It can be said that the name of the magic Japanese sect was almost thrown away by him. If it is passed back to Xinghai, the magic Japanese sect will inevitably be angry and slap him.

"kill."

Lin Yang Huaizhong flew a black and unknown sword. The flying sword is only three feet long, and it is gray and incomparably dark, but it seems to condense infinite killings and magical thoughts. When sweeping through the void, the space suddenly gives birth to dozens of cockroaches. Snakes, many magical emerges, like the magic sword that emerged from the nine secluded fields.

"when!"

Chen Fan turned back and flew to the black to kill the sword. Then he slammed into the Red Flame Tiger again, vowing to crush the descendants of the sneak attack.

That red flame tiger is also well-behaved, a virtual jump, it jumps to thousands of feet. Then when Chen Fan wanted to kill it again, Lin Yang had already killed the sword, and rushed up with anger. Chen Fan had to show his true body, the dragon in his hand shone, and Lin Yang officially killed.

"Dangdang."

Chen Fan is out of the real body, and his hands are like a dragon, and dozens of guns are swayed in an instant. Every time they collided with Lin Yang’s sword, they all made a loud sound like a big bell. The real void was like a water surface, and the ripples rose.

Many of the close Jindan monks, even the aftermath of the two men, directly killed.

Even the Yuan Yuanying elders had to step back. Only the sons and sons were still standing proudly on the chariot. Like the six nails, they stood firmly in the battlefield and looked directly at the two men.

Both Chen Fan and Lin Yang have used the strongest strength.

Chen Fan is like a dragon, and the light is like a torch. Lin Yang’s sword in his hand, killing the sky, every sword has the horror of the nine enchanted magic fields. If the general Yuan Ying is here, I am afraid that if a sword is not out, it will be mad by the magic in this sword. Enter the magic road. However, Chen Fan is the body of the nine-infant god, and the gods are like the sea, and the heart is like iron. How can they care about the magic of the Yuan Ying class?

Bang!

At the end of the game, the whole void was turned into chaos.

The outsiders can barely see that a touch of golden light and a black rainbow are entangled. Each collision has a thunderous roar, and the gods are shining and the big day is hanging.

"Hey."

Lin Yang's sword was drawn, like a dark lightning, pulling a long wound on Chen Fan's arm. But he was also shot in the chest by the gods, and almost fell again.

But Lin Yang laughed happily:

"Chen Beixuan, my cultivation is not the waste of Linhe and Yigan. If you only have this ability, you are destined to be crushed by this **** today, don't resist, or die under the sword of the Son of God. I wait for seven. Before the teachings come, all the powers have been agreed, who can kill you, who is the Lord of the Earth. The big chance of this star, and all the loved ones you want to guard, will be under the Son of God."

"At this time, the Son of God will send them to the underground to see you." Lin Yang laughed, and the black sword in his hand kept going.

"Humph."

Chen Fan just snorted, and the gods slammed out. From an incredible point of view, like an antelope hanging corner, the gods shook the black and smashed the sword and slammed into Lin Yang.

boom!

Lin Yang broke out with endless black light, but still couldn't hold back the dragon's scorpion, and was smashed into two halves. Although he is stronger and stronger than Yi Qian, he is truly standing at the peak of Yuan Ying’s field. It is the most powerful Yuan Ying monk who came back to Chen Fan’s life. But after all, in the martial art, it is far worse than Chen Fan. far. It can be said that Chen Fan beat him, just like adults playing children, Lin Yang's every type, every move fell in the eyes of Chen Fan, are full of flaws, and can be broken.

and so.

Even if the strength of Lin Yang and Chen Fan are different from each other, Lin can't help Chen Fan's attack. He can only hurt and hurt, and can cause some minor damage to Chen Fan.

Fortunately, Lin Yang also has two 'deaths', so he quickly re-aggregated the body, but his face finally with a trace of fear, knowing the gap between himself and Chen Fan in the close fight, on the spot :

"The tiger brother helped me!"

Roar!

The Red Flame Magic Tiger jumped from the void, stepping on the endless magic lines under the feet, burning the space with the red flames, and smashing down, the horrible blood of the whole body makes the void tremble and the universe vibrates. It’s a hit, but it’s not inferior to the most monk of Yuan Ying’s peak.

"Boom."

Even Chen Fan is not willing to use the flesh to connect hard. He can only be transformed into a 'mountain river tripod' and collide with the red flame tiger.

With a slamming sound, the Red Flame Magic Tiger sent out a mourning, and was knocked out thousands of feet out of thin air. It is worthy of the blood of the beast and the body is so powerful that it is incredible. After the hard-hitting Chen Fanshan River Ding, it turned out that his head was a little dizzy, and he still stood up. If Lin Yang’s stream is here, Chen Fanyi will have been killed.

However, Lin Yang also took this opportunity to return to the flesh and kill the sword again.

Bang.

Chen Fan continued to fall into the siege of Lin Yang and Chi Yan Devil Tiger. Although the strength is strong, the voltage is both, but obviously they can't help them for a while.

The gods who are watching the cold eyes around have already judged the strength of Chen Fan.

‘However, although it is higher than me, it is not strong enough. It is like a difference between Qin and Feng. ’

Several gods are secretly calculating.

‘This is Chen Beixuan? It’s too disappointing. 'Qin Feng shook his head.

However, after thinking about it, it is only natural that Chen Fan is only abandoning the indigenous origin of the star field. How strong can it be? Yuan Yingfeng is already his end, and above, the half-step of the realm of God, even in the major gods, only those elders who lived 50,000 years old can barely reach.

"boom!"

For the third time, Chen Fan killed the **** of the sun.

A **** is drinking high and joining the battle!

"I come!"

PS: The second is more, the author continues to write the third, this time will write more, everyone can look up tomorrow! ^_^