Leisurely cultivating life

715 Departure 1
"Demon Gate." Zhou Fan pondered.

Now the situation in Xiantian is complicated, and almost all the forces of the human race and heavens have entered the arena.

Previously, he sent Xuanzhen out of the game with lightning speed, but now it is impossible to do so.

Right now, there is only Momen, who can take advantage of it to do things conveniently.

"Whoa~~~"

At this moment, thick black air floated out from the dead and deep place, turning like a whirlpool, like a gigantic mouth, opening and closing, making strange laughter.

The laughter was wanton, sharp, high-pitched, and intense, making one's scalp tingle.

Apparently, some magic masters noticed something and stopped Zhou Fan from peeping.

"it's time!"

Zhou Fan stood up, and a sword energy traversed the sky, turning the surrounding area into a dark blue color, condensing a heavenly path, and penetrating to the land of the magic gate.

Along the celestial road, passing through many places on the way, many people sensed him and were all shocked.

"Finally, there is action."

Ning Han stood quietly on the agarwood treasure chariot, his eyes moved slightly.

"You finally came!"

In the sky above the dead and deep land, the huge mouth let out a deep roar.

In fact, almost all major powers are waiting for this battle.

Only his magic door is the most likely place for Zhou Fan to attack.

But so what?As a member of the Demon Sect, how could he care about these things.

"I'm here." Zhou Fan's voice came out calmly.

next moment.

"Hey~"

A sword qi came out, just a flash, the sword intent spread out, and the huge mouth was split in two from the middle, a shocking crack, a straight line, and twisted and rolling black air in the middle, bubbling out.

lean less.

A voice of exasperation came out, and there was unconcealable anger in it.

"You really dare to do it?"

Zhou Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes glowed, he walked forward step by step, and said word by word: "Three breaths, retreat quickly, otherwise, I will take your life today."

The voice is not loud, but the words are like bells and drums, which cannot be doubted.The meaning of killing between the words is not concealed.

"What a big tone, I don't know, I thought who you were," another voice sounded, and the words were full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Zhou Fan didn't speak, but just watched quietly, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

After three breaths, a sword energy pierced through time and space, fell down, and cut everything cleanly.

Without any hesitation, it was clean.

"you……"

The huge mouth on the sky disappeared, replaced by a middle-aged man with black and white hair lines on his cheeks. He pointed at Zhou Fan and made an unbelievable sound.

Immediately, the whole body exploded, turning into black air and rumbling.

A dark vortex appeared out of thin air, swallowing all the floating black air around it.

Regarding this scene, Zhou Fan's eyes were very calm.

A Daoist in the realm of the wondrous law, I don't know what gave him courage.

"Boom!!!"

An extremely deep Qi burst out, thousands of black lights intertwined, condensed like a lotus seat, on which the birth and death of fine and dense seal characters, almost the size of a fist, contained supreme truth.

On the black lotus seat, sat a man with long eyebrows. His robe was as black as ink, embroidered with patterns of swords and soldiers, and he had an extremely majestic majesty.

As soon as he appeared, the air around him began to condense, as if he was worshiping.

The black-robed man glanced at Zhou Fan, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the dark vortex that had just dissipated appeared out of thin air again, intertwined with various scenes, and black air flowed one after another.

Zhou Fan raised his eyes and did not stop him.

After a while, the man in black dispersed the dark vortex, looked at Zhou Fan, raised his long eyebrows, and said, "You Daoist friend just didn't intend to offend, and it's enough for Daoist friend to warn you, why don't you use vicious methods next time to destroy your body and spirit?" .”

The voice was low and full of coercion.

Zhou Fan cast his gaze over, landed on the man in black, and said: "You Yongshou, a former disciple of Yaohua Pavilion, killed his master and defected to the sect, and slaughtered three small realms in order to unite the world. Seniors, killing is killing."

"Since your Excellency wants to take a share in my Immortal Heaven of Humanity, why don't you dare to show your true colors?" Zhou Fan looked at the man in black with a half-smile.

"It seems that today's battle is inevitable." The man in black sighed.

next moment.

The black air like a tide surged into the sky, and with a sudden turn, the shadows intertwined, and the black light was dotted, condensing into a picture.

If you look carefully, the picture is vast and vigorous, and there are various eerie scenes in it.

Before it got close, there was an overwhelming majesty, heavy and breathless.

The air mechanism of the whole world was reversed, and the wind was howling everywhere, almost turning into another world.

"Crack~click~click~"

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, the flowers, plants and vegetation withered and withered, and their vitality was annihilated.

Zhou Fan looked at the scene in front of him, the original variegated colors were stripped away, leaving only a gray and white scene, filled with terrifying death, harvesting everything.

"Boom!!!"

At this time, the man in black made a move, and the boundless death energy gathered, condensed into a great halberd, and made a beeping sound, killing Zhou Fan, and there was a sound of killing and cutting.

"when!"

On Zhou Fan's head, a blood-red lotus platform appeared, with a bright red aura hanging down, resisting the eucalyptus.

At the same time, a series of sword qi shot out.

The entire space is filled with the aura of gold, clanking and clanging.

lean less.

Amidst the clanging sound, there were millions of strands of celestial light and thousands of streaks of auspicious colors, and the two of them shook violently, retreating and flying one after another.

Standing on the black rosette, the black-robed man, with astonishing long eyebrows, said with a sneer, "Could it be that you still dare to fight me for a long time in the Demon Realm?"

The Demon Realm is the place where the people of the Demon Sect stand, and it is a completely different world.

If you stay in Netherland for too long, you will be rejected.

Because of this, the man in black couldn't help ridiculing Zhou Fan when he saw that Zhou Fan had no intention of leaving.

Zhou Fan turned a deaf ear to it, didn't say much, and attacked with a sword.

The thin and dense sword lights burst out endlessly, like a river of heaven, rolling in, sweeping everything, and venting down.

The vast murderous intent penetrates time and space, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"So strong!"

The black-robed man gathered his spirit, and the black rosette backed away soundlessly. He saw the continuous sword light, and his heart moved.

This kind of scene is full of thousands of scenes, the scene is very large, and the vitality required for it must be unimaginable.

at once.

One space after another emerged from the back of the man in black, and there was endless wailing and crying inside.

"Chong!"

next moment.

The extremely bright sword light pierced the sky and pierced the earth.

The man in black changed color.

At the critical moment, the spaces behind him erupted one after another, and all the accumulated backgrounds burst into black fire.

Crackling and burning.

At first glance, it makes people feel creepy and palpitating.

The black fire was burning crazily, and the fireworks that were difficult to describe in words rose up, like a hideous face, with various negative emotions on it.

Resentment, jealousy, killing, destruction...etc.

Fireworks soared, met the sword light, resisted layer by layer, and disappeared one by one.

It's just that the black-robed man who did all this last night had a very ugly complexion, so gloomy that he almost condensed water.

The fireworks that burned just now almost wiped out his accumulation of nearly 10 years, so how could he not be annoyed.

The most important thing is that he didn't provoke Zhou Fan at all.

Even though he had expected this battle, but when it really came, he still couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Zhou Fan is simply unreasonable this week.

Thinking about it this way, the fireworks behind the man in black skyrocketed and burned blazingly.

Seeing it in his eyes, Zhou Fan smiled, and the sword light slashed out, and the brilliance flickered.

The final Yan sword energy is mighty and mighty, and in the so-called Demon Realm, it is not hindered by much.

The ghosts and ghosts appear and disappear, and the waves rise and fall.

"Zhou Fan!"

The man in black looked at this scene, and the hatred in his heart rose again, and another figure appeared in his mind, and this person was also a disciple of Yuxu.

New hatred and old hatred.

"kill."

The man in black raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry. With a movement of his body, he turned into thousands of black shadows, which merged with the energy of the Demon Realm, and the whole world seemed to collapse, like a cage.

"Boom!!!"

The two forces collided, and the aftermath rippled around, turning the surroundings into nothingness.

"kill."

The man in black took the initiative to attack, and every blow was earth-shattering.

All of a sudden, the two met together, like the tip of a needle facing a wheat awning, each with its own means.

But at this moment, outside of the Demon Realm, there are already strong streams of energy rising up, hanging in the sky, and throwing them over.

It can be found that every air mechanism contains slow malice.

The existence of the Demon Sect, because of the current situation in Xiantian, no one in the vicinity of it is willing to move first.

Now that some people are willing to take the lead, others are naturally more than happy.

Somewhere in the fairyland.

There is no beauty, only monotonous black and white, silent, heavy, and you can't see the end.

Gloomy, fearful, deadly silence...

At this time, in the Senran Hall, a young man was sitting at the head, with an ancient mirror in front of him.

It is simple and deep, and it shoots a projection, reflecting the scene of Zhou Fan and the man in black.

Dazzling halos danced from the mirror surface, overlapping one after another, as if they were about to rush out at any time.

It is conceivable how fierce and earth-shattering the fighting between the two is.

"How brave!"

The young man's eyes were indifferent, and his whole body was filled with a gloomy light, as if he was very dissatisfied with Zhou Fan.

At this time, only the sound of footsteps was heard, and a man and a woman came.

Walking in front is a young girl with a slender face, covered in red clothes, her skin is as soft as jade and soft as greasy, and the two strands of hair on her cheeks are gently blowing in the wind to add a bit of seductive style.

Holding the palace lantern, thousands of fireworks fall from above and hang down to the ground, creating halos and illuminating all around.

A tall and elegant man followed behind.

"I have seen the Demon Lord." The two stepped forward to salute.

"Get up." The young man raised his hand.

After taking their seats, they chatted for a few words, and then a deep halo fell, intertwined into light and shadow on the ground, which was the scene of Zhou Fan fighting with the man in black.

The gray and white flame danced and made a crackling sound.

The elegant man swayed his sleeves, and said in a calm voice, "Since Taoist Yuchen crossed to the east and established Yuxu, and a thousand years ago, the Dongsheng continent has finally become the land of adult Taoism. His generation is powerful, and it is worth this great change." World, the devil please calm down."

The demon lord snorted, looked at the light and shadow in the hall, and said: "The current situation has made Zhu Zi famous, so rampant!"

The elegant man pondered for a while, and said: "The lifeline of the funeral door has been cleared out by this son, and now he is attacking me again, it must be related to that place."

The Demon Lord snorted coldly, and the greenness on his face flashed away, as if he had an unforgettable memory, and said: "There are hundreds of millions of people in my Demon Sect, but their hearts are not in harmony. Otherwise, why would they shrink into a continent? .”

"The devil." The elegant man smiled wryly, although he knew that what the devil said was not unreasonable.

It's just that the Demon Sect is originally a gathering of failed people from various sects and families, and the ingredients are extremely mixed, and it may not be cleared up to now.

Wanting to integrate them into one, all the masters of the Demon Sect in the past have set this as their goal.

"Demon Monarch, the current situation has changed. One day, the forces of our Demon Sect will be able to be integrated and merged into one."

"It depends on the concerted efforts of all the kings."

The Demon Lord had great confidence in the current head of the Demon Sect, and after saying a few words, he turned his gaze to the light and shadow in the palace.

"Shao Zang and Zhou Fan have not been fighting for a long time, what do you think of the result?"

"Master Shao Zang is far superior to me in strength, and Zhou Fan is also unfathomable. This level of fighting skills is beyond my beak." The refined man said very modestly.

The Demon Lord gave the elegant man a glance, why didn't he understand the meaning of his words.

Zhou Fan's combat strength is not something to look at. Although he scorns him extremely, he actually regards Zhou Fan as his lifelong enemy.

After thinking about it, he snorted heavily and said, "It's really too arrogant."

At this moment, the woman in red, who had been silent all this time, spoke up, her eyes were dark, and she said, "Aren't those forces in the human way always so arrogant?"

At the same time, people from other major forces are also paying attention to this fight.

"What a Zhou Fan, he found the Demon Gate." Zheng Siling said in surprise.

During this time, someone frowned, turned their thoughts in their minds, and wondered: "I don't know what Zhou Fan's idea is?"

"Perhaps, Zhou Fan wanted to use this to build his prestige." After pondering for a while, Zheng Siling gave his own judgment.

Ning Han, who was sitting at the top, looked at Zheng Siling with unrecognizable eyes, and nodded secretly.

……

in the field.

The black-robed man suddenly raised his head, his eyes were serious.

Behind him, thousands of black shadows hung down, like tentacles, baring their teeth and claws.

It is crystal clear, black and red aura is rendered, and strange sounds are permeated.

Following his divine will, an irresistible force erupted.

"Seal the world with magic!"

The man in black yelled loudly, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to freeze, stand still, and be imprisoned for eternity.

This is one of his supreme taboo secret techniques, which can be sublimated and changed to the utmost extent, sealed for eternity, fixed at the root, and killed.

Sure enough, Zhou Fan only felt that it was difficult to move at this moment, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

Zhou Fan's expression was awe-inspiring, his brows glowed, and the interpretation of the sword energy finally came to an end.

The end of all things is also the end of time.

In an instant, he broke free.

"almost."

The man in black has been sensing Zhou Fan's aura, and he also knows that such a taboo secret technique alone cannot solve Zhou Fan.

Therefore, at this time, without any further hesitation, with a long howl, a banner as red as blood appeared, and the wind was blowing.

It looks weird and mysterious.

(End of this chapter)