Rebirth – City Cultivation - v2 Chapter 1188 The road sees the North Xuan! (Fifth, five thousand words big

"Not going to lose?"

Stepping on the gods, sneer, he stepped on the foot, the gods of billions of feet, as if the ancient Tianzhu like a towering sky, Chen Fan at his feet, really weaker than the ants, just hard to reorganize the body, was kicked Stepping into a meatloaf!

"How can you not lose again? Not at my feet, stepped on by the gods, as stepping on the ants." Stepping on the gods indifferently, the voice is cold.

"Let me open my teacher!"

Ah Xiu was excited and went straight to the sky and rushed to the black robe youth.

This time, even the Supreme Master did not stop, let A Xiu directly rushed out of the earth, transported the real Wu Shen Quan, rushed to the Heavenly King, the whole person almost turned into a golden glory of the sun, the earth moving Like the chariot of the sun god, it rolled in. However, although she was a goddess of Jin Dan, she was only a Jindan monk. After that, she was invisible by the invisible pressure within the range of the gods, and she could not move with one finger.

"Is this your disciple? Chen Beixuan, I will be in front of you, every one of your disciples will be carefully crushed, from the beginning to the teaching, from the soul to the flesh, from the sea to the purple house. This woman It is the first one, I see when you can bear it." Step by Heaven God said indifferently.

"Teacher, don't give in to him, don't worry about me!" Ah Xiu said with trepidation, her whole body was forced to squat in the void, her head was low and she was on the heavenly king, and her back seemed to be like a mountain.

But Axiu still looked up hard, even if it was only one point. For this reason, half of the physical collapse, the cost of numerous broken bones, but still strong upwards. She is full of perseverance in her eyes, and she does not regret it.

"Faith is commendable, but if faith is useful, what should be done? I will wait for 100,000 years of hard work, every day, the stone will be worn, the spirit of heaven and earth will be absorbed, and the law will be engraved, and the power that has been exchanged for a long and long time can be What is the significance of being easily defeated by faith?" Step by Heaven, the gentle smile, the palm of your hand gently pressed.

"Hey."

A Xiujiao's small body suddenly collapsed and burst into a **** fog. There is only one soul that is pure and shining with a touch of golden mang, and is lifted into the hands by the gods.

"Do not!"

At that moment, countless Beiqiong disciples on the earth were red.

"A Xiu sister."

"Show show."

"Show off."

Countless people are calling.

Tang Yan, Yan Xiuer, Lu Yanxue, Jiang Churan, Gao Baisheng, all eyes are completely blood red, and the smuggling of the day is brewing around them. The youngest Chen Hao, almost cried into tears.

"Nothing, Ah Xiu is still alive, her spirit is still there. As long as Xiaofan can win, she will be able to reshape her body and re-live it. You must believe that Xiaofan, Xiaofan can do it."

Lu Yanxue licked the pale, bloodless lips and said one word at a time.

Others stood silently beside Lu Yanxue and looked up at the sky. Although they knew that Chen Fan’s chances of victory were embarrassing, he could even say that Chen Fan’s distance could not be determined by the distance, but they still believe in Chen Fan. I believe in the last miracle.

"How, Chen Beixuan, you are the best favorite disciple, now the soul is in my hands. If you don't obey my orders, you will smash your hands and ask for mercy, and the gods will have to crush her completely." This little girl has a good talent. If 100,000 years ago, even the gods would be tempted to accept her as an apprentice, would you be so hard-hearted?" Stepping on the gods, bowing his head, he said, his face was smiling. But the eyes are indifferent.

"Coag."

For the tenth time, Chen Fan struggled to condense the flesh. For this reason, he paid the price of the hair half-grey and half-white, and let the physical mana return to the peak. At the moment when the body was condensed, he jerked his hand and spit out the word:

"years!"

Sting.

When Chen Fankou said these two words. The entire void, the space of a thousand miles, suddenly stagnate. The wind stopped, the rain stopped, the people stopped, the energy stopped, and even the law energy stopped. Everyone's hair is solidified in the void, and every movement, every undulation, even the eyeballs can't move, completely like a mosquito condensed in amber, can't turn.

There is even a tall and tall man, with a crown of blue eyes, dressed in a quaint blue figure, as if from the ancient mythology, standing behind Chen Fan. That figure, compared to Chen Fan in the Snow Wolf Valley, recruited in the Kunming world, the body shape is more concise, the temperament is more and more simple and majestic, as if it is really the supreme imperial person.

Great magical ‘years’!

The Taikoo Qing Emperor relied on the two sides of the world, and the supreme magical power of the footsteps. It is one of Chen Fan’s most powerful cards, which is hard to use.

It’s so powerful that it’s really powerful and unreasonable.

Even if it is as strong as stepping on the gods, the gods are hundreds of millions of feet, and at this moment they are condensed in the air. The whole figure seems to be trapped in the quagmire. Every move is extremely difficult, as if carrying a Taikoo mountain on his back. Looking at Chen Fan with amazement and greed, it seems to be shocked, and there is such a horrible and powerful magical power in his hands.

At that moment, even the sentient beings on the earth seemed to be banned by time and could not be moved. This is the power of the great supernatural years.

"The knife is coming."

Chen Fan reached out and held it in the void, as if he really held something.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow of the Taikoo Emperor, who was behind the sacred crown, also took control of the supernatural treasure of his prestige. As Chen Fan's palms move forward, he slowly pulls out a thin, autumn water, without any traits, and there is no knife to see, a knife that can hardly be described in words.

The long knife, the squirt of one inch of the air in the sheath is condensed by one inch, and the void is also solidified. At the same time, Chen Fan’s hair is gray and one point. At the end, when the 'year knife' is left, there is only one end left. Tianshenjun was completely condensed in the void, and even a sweaty eye could not be turbulent. Countless people who saw it were happy when they thought that Chen Fan would win.

suddenly.

"Hey."

As if the glass was broken, the water surface was broken, and the void was shattered like a picture shaft. The whole world suddenly broke down, and the time of condensing within a radius of the universe once again restored the original hooligans. And everyone, including the Heavenly King, regained action.

"what happened?"

Countless people are surprised.

In the final step, Chen Fan will win, and in the end of the years, the magical smashing of this evil step, how suddenly collapsed. However, many people are keenly aware that at this moment Chen Fan's hair has completely turned into white, gray, without any trace of black, the atmosphere of the whole person, more aging, like the old man. The skin is dull, the pupils are turbid, and even the body shape is awkward.

Behind the tall and sturdy, the sacred shadow of the Taikoo Emperor of the Crown, with a faint sigh that is almost invisible, with the eternal knife in his hand, slowly disappeared.

"Why will it be defeated. Isn't it time to kill the sky with time?" Someone is puzzled.

The singer has already sighed and bowed: "The magical powers that control the time, though extremely infertile, can condense even in time and space. However, the gods are too powerful. Just like you standing in the river, holding a fork to fork fish, If the ordinary river fish in the fork does not matter, but if it is forked to a great white shark, even the ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex? Naturally, only the fork is broken. Chen Shenjun is like this, his own strength is not enough to support him to kill the gods!"

The sages said while they sighed.

Only Chen Fan, a large-scale child from Supreme Immortal, can display such a horrible, almost ridiculous magical power.

‘Unfortunately, it’s a step, a step...’

On the earth, many people want to understand this, and all of them are pale in an instant, and some people even hate to lick their chests.

Even the gods are a little scared, the face is more indifferent, and the eyes are almost all the cold winds that roar past, staring at Chen Fan: "Chen Beixuan, I did not expect that you still have such a hand at the bottom of the box. Means. The power just now is the fairy magic, or the secret of time that you carry. But no matter which one, the gods are sent, and they are handed over immediately, otherwise the **** will immediately crush the soul of your female disciple, and blood wash The whole earth."

"Chen Beixuan, don't provoke the patience of this god, my patience has come to an end." Step by Heaven God said, the greed in the eyes is getting deeper and deeper, almost irrepressible.

Time magic!

This is even a rare super-powered superstar in the Central Galaxy World, and even has the opportunity to be among the top exercises of the ‘Universal Wonders.’ I have never said that I have seen it before, but I have never heard of it. As for the secret of time, it is more precious. These treasures, though not in the treasures of the gods and holy treasures.

But every time secret treasure is the most prevalent existence in the treasure, even rarer than the holy treasure, the generalization of God can not even qualify for the touch, only those who stand at the top of the universe can have the ability Take control of them.

‘It’s made, this is the great fairy of the Middle Kingdom, right here! ’

There is only one thought at this moment.

The greedy color on his face is even better, but the ice in the eye is getting more and more, obviously making up his mind. As long as Chen Fan informs the practice, he immediately destroys Chen Fan and the whole earth to prevent the wind from leaking. Or the preciousness of treasures is enough for the many teachers of Xinghai University to personally dispatch, and he will not hesitate to abandon the star field, but also have to do it with him.

"Cough."

Chen Fan stood there, the magical power was broken, the body was decaying, and even ordinary mana could not support it. But he still forcibly straightens his spine, his body is straight like a javelin, and he faces the gods.

After all, the **** is the god.

Although he has cultivated a half-power, he has mastered countless great powers, but in the end he cannot make up for the huge unimaginable gap between God and Yuan Ying. This is the most powerful enemy of the resurrection of Chen Fan’s history. Even Chen Fan’s cards are all out, and he still can’t beat it, but Chen Fan’s back is straight and his face is not Half-shake.

"What, don't you say?"

Step by God, sneer.

Without him doing anything, a large group of followers behind him has already come.

"You ant ant, God lord can bless you, let you just offer a martial arts, you will earn your income, this is a great honour for you and the whole earth, even dare to resist, simply looking for death!"

"Yes, Chen Beixuan, you don't know what you missed, you will pay for the fault of today."

A group of monks blamed.

These followers are all searching for the stars from the various planets, and give them a little bit of training. Each one is a Yuan Ying repair, and even there is a monk of Yuan Yingfeng. Although this point is not worth mentioning in front of Chen Fan, but facing the people of the earth, it is like the peak of Mount Tai.

One of them has a **** overhaul of Yuan Yingfeng, carrying his hands and overlooking the earth's road:

"If you have sent a disciple from Beiqiong to the front of the gods, you will give it to Tiandan. If you give birth to a high-ranking and even a high-ranking disciple of the North Qiong, you will be given a top Tianbao, and you will be able to earn a sacred sacred saga as a follower. Heavens!"

"Give you an hour to consider, if you don't, you will wash the whole earth thoroughly." The **** overhaul sounds cold.

that moment.

On the earth, countless people are as cold as ice, cold and thorough.

Beiqiong’s disciples are even more sad and angry. They can feel the surrounding wilderness and the extraterrestrial Yuan Ying, such as Ampang Tianjun, Xinghu, and the golden ancestors, who are looking at the sights. Maliciously made them angry to the extreme, and sad to the extreme.

Jiang suddenly looked up.

In the entire hall of the North Qiongge, a group of people are cherished, and in the dawn of the monks outside each field, they are like hungry wolves staring at the North Qiong disciples. After the loss of Chen Fan, the Beiqiong faction turned into a big sheep and was unable to resist the aggression of these traitors. Even Xing Hu Tianjun, who is more smirking at the corner of his mouth, stepped up step by step, looking at Yan Xiuer and Lu Yanxue with ulterior motives.

‘It’s over, the whole earth and the Beiqiong faction are finished...’

Jiang Churan sorrowfully closed his eyes.

When Chen Fan was defeated, it meant the decline and destruction of Beiqiong. Chen Fan is the foundation of Beiqiong and even the whole earth. If others are defeated, they can wait for him to stand up and save the sky. Now, even Chen Fan has lost, who else? Many people have relied on Chen Fan for countless times. Everyone seems to think that if Chen Fan is there, he will not lose. But today, even the most optimistic Yan Xiuer and others have only one despair in their hearts.

‘Teacher, are we really going to die? ’

Yan Xiuer looked up and looked at the nine days. She was trembled and could not stand Chen Fan.

Lin Wuhua faced Xing Hu Tianjun, who was forced to step by step. He even slammed out the black long sword behind him. His face was like a frost, holding a hilt, and he apparently decided to die.

that moment.

When the whole earth, everyone is in despair.

When everyone in Beiqiong, the sword was only swearing to death, no more.

When all the onlookers shook their heads and sighed, they thought that there was no turning over in this battle. The myth of Chen Beixuan ended in the end...

When stepping on the gods, they all sentenced Chen Fan to death, holding the soul of Axiu in his hands, preparing to directly pinch the blast, warning the time of Chen Beixuan who was lingering.

Chen Fan suddenly smiled, laughing like a child, as if he had regained some precious treasures that had been lost for a long time.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Tianjun frowned, cold eyes staring at him, like watching a squid on a cutting board, could not be embarrassed. Many onlookers shook their heads and sighed, no longer thinking that Chen Fan had any chance to make a comeback.

Chen Fan smiled and smiled slowly, his eyes narrowed to the extreme, gently said:

"I am laughing, you thought you beat me, but do you know who I am? What is my name?"

"Haha, who are you, who is this, why should you care about this God, you are called the Taiqing Qingdi, the saint of the ancient holy land, or the nine great immortals disciples." Step by God, the king laughed.

The many followers standing behind him are even more hilarious.

Countless onlookers, while shaking their heads with disappointment. Chen Fan has completely given up hope, otherwise how can he say such stupid words, I am afraid it has been driven crazy. I thought that relying on the name of a Chen Shenjun, can you deterly deny a god? Don't say a quasi-god of the abandoned star field, even if Chen Fanzhen is the saint of the ancient holy land, at this moment, the gods will not give in.

They burst into laughter, but Chen Fan did not care about it. He just carried his hands and looked up at the sky. His eyes were deeper and deeper:

"Since I was born again, they called me Master Chen, General Chen, Chen Xianshi, Chen Zhenjun, Chen Liuguo, Chen Danwang... But this is not my real name, I am looking for 'it', looking for a long time, even me I thought that I had lost 'it', even when I put the half of the fruit of the avenue into the body, I didn't look for 'it'. I was desperate and decided not to look for it again. Until now, I waved the knife. When I discovered that the original 'it' has been..."

"Oh, who are you?" Step by God, I laughed.

"Do you want to really see?" Chen Fan turned his head and smiled at him.

"Yes, give this **** a look." The smile on the face of the gods is growing. The followers around also smiled as if they were looking at an idiot.

"it is good."

Chen Fan nodded.

He closed his eyes gently.

In an instant, Chen Fan’s body fading to the extreme, like a mortal, everyone is preparing for a moment of laughter. Suddenly, a fairy light from Chen Fandan Tian Zifu, since Chen Fan's flesh and soul, from the deepest part of Chen Fan's soul imprint, a place that can not be described, can not be described, suddenly jumped out.

"boom!"

That moment.

Everyone's smile is stiff on the face, wide-eyed, and unbelievable.

Only one can't imagine, one can't imagine, the earth is moving, the height is hundreds of millions of miles, the whole body is surrounded by the endless fairy, the whole solar system is used as a bath, the sun becomes his palm shot, the moon turns into a dusty fairy, and appears on the air. In front of the gods. The immortal man was wearing a black dress, his face shrouded in chaos, and a hint of faintness was revealed. Chen Ren and Chen Fan were almost the same. The immortal is so powerful that it can't be understood, and the power can't be described. It seems that raising the hand can break the universe, and when you lift your foot, you will break through the nine-day chaotic fairy king. Stepping on the gods at his feet, like an ant, is like Chen Fan facing the sky.

Next second.

In the horror of countless people, in the eyes of many followers, in the gaze of the gods, the chaotic fairy king slowly opened, a voice, shaking the universe, the world:

"My name..."

"North Xuan Xianzun!"

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