Rebirth – City Cultivation

"Tianjun can't be slammed."

Chen Fan said a word, the whole hall was first shocked, then a sword is sturdy, and there are twenty-four moonlights hanging around the body, like the ancestors of the ancestors of the Guanghan Palace, standing up against.

"Oh?"

Chen Fan blinked at the man.

That man surrounded by the moon, Jianhua is like a man of water, is one of the three great swords of the wild, the ancestors of the cold moon Jianzong. Wearing a white robe, embroidered star pattern, temperament, as if you can kneel down from nine days at any time. The Hanyue Jianzong is located at the northern end of the wilderness, facing the original Mozong. This sword fairy, often smashing swords into the wild, killing one after another, is the most murderous of the three great swords.

The ancestors of the cold moon named Yang Xiu, staring at Chen Fan, squinted and said:

"Tianjun please listen to me, the medicine gods, the demon king temple and other sects, all have ancestors in the previous battle of the Emperor Mountain in the battle, have been hit hard. Now more closed the mountain gate, claiming that as long as the king is a day, always It’s not out of the mountains. Its sect has been shunned, why is it that Tianjun is pressing hard and killing?

"Yes, Chen Tianjun, you are now the hegemon of the world, the world's strongest, the name of the world. You need to use the means of soft, let everyone feel that you are not indiscriminate, so that everyone can be convinced. ”

Against the Buddha's celestial celestial ancestors, the black buddha ancestors, full of golden light, covered in silk and black mist, also stood in front of the road.

"Exactly. Chen Tianjun, the sky has fallen into dozens of yuan infants, and can no longer afford more powerful damage, let them go."

"There are five and a half immortal sects in the district. There are a group of old, weak and sick people. They are not threatening to Chen Tianjun and Beiqiong. Moreover, they all have the guardian of the mountain, which is extremely difficult to attack. Why bother?"

"Yes, you let them go, and you can also reap the admiration of all the various religions."

The ancestors of His Royal Highness even opened their mouths to persuade.

Some people say that Chen Fan has to be a man of great fortune and forgiveness, in order to show the strength of the first strong people, everyone will respect Chen Tianjun and Bei Qiong, if they kill the killer, they will attract hostility.

Some people say that the five and a half are immortal, the gods are extremely strong, and Chen Fan may not be able to break through, and it is very likely that he will return to the feathers and lose his reputation.

Some people even secretly threatened that Chen Fanruo dared to kill the five great immortals, and I am afraid that no one will serve him.

These discussions.

Even from the hall, it was heard by many elders, sects, and disciples who were cherished.

"Yes, Chen Tianjun should put the medicine Shenzong them, this big day, what is the killing and killing?" There is a forgotten Tian Tian elder declared.

"When you hear the demon king temple, their guardian mountain gods are the hands of the gods, and they will not be able to stand for hundreds of thousands of years. Chen Tianjun may not have this ability."

"Oh, if Chen Beixuan wants to go backwards and bully, the bullying is weak, and the ancestors can never sit and watch." There are even hostile disciples who exchange ideas with each other.

Lin Wuhua, Mu Hongti, Xiao Man and others suddenly found out.

This time it seems to be the ancestors, and I would like to congratulate Beiqiong. But they actually hide a front line, threatening Chen Fan from all angles, or soft or hard persuasion.

Chen Fan still can't start killing.

After all, a few ancestors, verbally persuaded, a pair of Chen Fan looks good. Chen Fan started killing people, and the whole world would be chilling in the celestial world. Afterwards, everyone was afraid of Chen Fan, but no one wanted to work for him.

"brother..."

Xiao Mang tried to get up and open his mouth several times, and he was suppressed by Zhao.

Today, the hall, Yuan Ying gathered. Although Xiao Man is a noble woman, it is only congenital, and she can’t interrupt her.

"What do you mean by letting them go? Even, give them some benefits, let them open the gates and continue to walk in the sky?" Chen Fan touched his chin, smiling like a smile.

"So best, it’s not a beautiful talk."

The black ancestor, screaming at the thigh.

"It is best to still recognize the status of the great immortal ethics. When the rise of the gods and gods, they did not destroy them. Instead, they formed an alliance with them. The five immortal dynasties and the emperor's mountains joined forces to rule the world, and the centuries shared the same. The method of long-term stability. "Forget the Tianyu, a black old man, Fushou long praise.

Dear ancestors, nodded.

The gods saw that even Jing Hai Tianjun, smiled and should be.

Her heart was cold, knowing that the great Heavenly Kings had long united and joined hands to confront Beiqiong, an emerging behemoth. Black Buddha, Yang Xiu and others may not like the medicine gods, but in order to curb the edge of 'North Qiong', the five immortal systems still exist and they are in the best interests. Although Beiqiong is strong, but the five immortal politicians and other major Tianzong teamed up, they may not be afraid.

In this way, it is obviously impossible for Beiqiong to think that one is the only one.

‘Chen Tianjun, how would you respond? The gods have a pair of smoke and rain, and the dreamy eyes look toward Chen Fan.

At the moment, it is also a big fight.

If you say that the battle of the Emperor Mountain is a real knife, showing Chen Fan's hard power. Then, whether he can suppress the various sects is to be able to endure his wrists. A person is purely hard-powered, and apparently it is impossible to rule the whole world.

"I can't attack the drug gods?"

Chen Fan leaned slightly, his eyes sparkled, and his smile gradually converged.

"North Qiong Xinli, when it is to serve people with morality, it is not wise to rush to kill," said Yang Xiu, the master of the cold moon sword.

"That is the immortal gods, that is, when I stepped on the gods, I did not shoot, Tianjun can think clearly." The black Buddha's ancestors smiled and touched the bald head, and the smile did not laugh.

"Tianjun should be cautious."

At last.

Even the Changsheng Tianyu lord spoke.

Changsheng Tianyu is the first day of the world. A total of five yuan infants have come, each with a strong breath and strong strength. The head of the lord is a middle-aged Taoist, a blue-colored robes, big sleeves, and breathless, high above, too forgotten, like a nine-day celestial. On the repair, it also entered the middle of the Yuan Ying, not under the sage.

As the first celestial lord, he rarely speaks, but his words are as heavy as a thousand dollars.

The sacred city master, the ghost ancestors, the Zhao dynasty, the Qing Shi Sanren, etc., all look good.

"Tianjun..."

Even the elders want to open their mouths to persuade, after all, the group, the Chinese and the North Qiong, can not be against the whole world. Chen Fan gently waved his hand and interrupted his words. He slowly got up and said:

"If this seat, insist on attacking the five immortal pedigrees?"

"That day is the anti-Issue of all the sects of the day, although it can be a moment of prestige, but it must be resisted by the entire heaven and earth cultivation. If the North Qiong is strong, can it be stronger than the whole world?" Said coldly.

There are many Yuan Ying under the Highness, although they are sitting high on the knees, and they are on both sides, but they are faintly connected to each other. They all look to Chen Fan. The face is solemn and obviously will never support Chen Fan.

that moment.

The entire Emperor Mountain is up and down, but also quiet at the same time.

Countless monks looked up and looked into the hall. Many people know that the crucial moment to determine the fate of the wild is coming. In the future, it is Beiqiong’s singularity, or the joint rule with the various sects.

"Chen Tianjun is too unwise. It is two different things to fight the world and rule the world. It can destroy the Emperor Mountain with brute force, but if you want to suppress the wilderness, you can only rely on means to slowly map it. If there are hundreds of years, slowly divide each To draw on your ancestors, to give them a profit, to benefit, or to pay them softly or hard, today is definitely not the case."

The elders of the New Moon whispered.

The flower is also light and the powder is also light.

They all control the Ziyue Peak and control hundreds of thousands of disciples. Naturally, they cannot be ruled by power. The underground disciples, on the surface of respect, the following Yang is yin. The king is good to see, the little devil is difficult, so many kinds. It is no different from the secular world and even the modern society of the earth.

Although the wilderness is a cultivation of immortals, the cultivation of immortals is ultimately human.

It is a person, there are rivers and lakes, there are interests involved. The sword is stronger, and it can't be broken!

The elders also sighed.

He blames himself, and some things should be said in advance with Chen Fan.

After Chen Fan was young, Xiu Xian was here, and he was less than five hundred years old. Many scholars in the world did not have access to it. The handling of human relations has not been well practiced. Only then did this deadlock come.

Even this time, the hall was opened and the whole day was broadcast live. There is the Emperor Mountain Tianjun, with the great power, the impression here, passed to every Tianyu city in the wild, turned into a heaven and earth.

Numerous monks and mortal people are watching in the streets.

Those elders and family ancestors with high status are sitting in the center of the Qinghe Building and the Van Gogh House, enjoying the tea, and the beautiful prostitute's red sleeves are fragrant, while talking and laughing.

"Chen Beixuan really did a bad job. He thought that he would lay down the Emperor Mountain, and everyone would obey him. How can there be such a good thing? When the Emperor Shenshan made the world, wouldn’t there be such a long-lived Tianyu and Thunder Five ancestors?"

"Power is power, means is means. If you want to rule the sky, he is still tender."

Many real gentlemen laughed.

Many people do not say anything about Chen Fan’s rise to the top of the world, but his heart is full of embarrassment. In particular, Chen Fan was born from the Chinese tribe, in the eyes of many self-proclaimed noble and pedigree family, it is like a landburst, and it has only gained momentum.

"Hey. He thought he was a **** god, and one person could control the whole world?"

A sabre on the body, wearing a white-white robes, chic and romantic, Jindan Xiu's Tianjun family sneer.

And at the moment, in the hall.

Chen Fan seems to meet the best laughter between heaven and earth. He laughed and laughed, holding his stomach and laughing, almost rolling off the stage. The laughter, not only spread throughout the hall, but also shocked hundreds of miles, so that the entire Emperor Mountain up and down, have been shaken by the peaks of the turbulence.

"Haha, disobey you? Just rely on you, too?"

Chen Fan smiled, his eyes half a sigh, the coldness in his eyes, more and more prosperous, like a golden light gradually overflowing. Many ancestors, even at the bottom of my heart, only feel that the soul is like a red. Naked. Naked, with a sharp sharp weapon to resist.

The more he laughs, the more ugly the faces of the ancestors.

"Chen Tianjun, what do you mean by this..." In the end, the temperament of the black ancestors of the Black Buddha, can no longer resist, black face and step forward, they must ask questions.

"Noisy."

Chen Fan’s eyes jerked.

"Hey!"

In the eyelids, the golden light flashed, and a faint golden stream of light ran across the hall, like a lightning bolt in the void. The black Buddha's ancestors couldn't even respond to the reaction. They were directly passed through the head of the stream, and the **** spurts were dozens of feet high. It was like a spring, and his body was taken out and flew directly out of the hall.

The whole audience was shocked for a moment, and all the ancestors had a stiff face.

After a long time, Chen Fan’s voice came from:

"I talk, when is it your turn to interrupt?"

PS: The first is more, the author continues to write the second more ^_^