Rebirth – City Cultivation

"I want to take her away, have you asked me?"

When this plain and unremarkable words are heard in the ears of everyone. The purple girl stunned and slammed her eyes and saw a young black-haired young man standing with her hand in front of her.

The young man pointed a finger, like the giant pillar of the sky, firmly on the giant claws of the mountain, not taking a step back. His back is so small, but it falls to the bottom of the small, but even taller than the 100-meter demon.

It is Chen Fan!

"brother..."

Xiao Man trembled and couldn't believe it.

In her most desperate, helpless, and most dangerous time. No one dared to go forward to the entire ancestral temple, and the hundreds of millions of people lost their voices. Finally, they were in front of her. It turned out to be Chen Fan, who was weak.

Not only is it small and unbelievable.

Qin Luo and the elders also have big eyes, like ghosts:

"Isn't he only the Tong Xuan Xiu? How dare to stop the dragon and the gods? Could it be all camouflage before, is this Chen Fan actually a big master who can't hide?"

Qin Luo’s mind is a paste.

Only the elders, carefully looking at Chen Fan, seemed to think of something, and could not help but reveal a trace of suspiciousness.

"who are you?"

Long Man Shen took back his hand and his eyes were heavy.

Although its claws are not forceful, with the power of the true god, it is possible to tear up the Baizhang mountain peak, let the earth crack and destroy half of the city. However, it was stopped by Chen Fan District, how could Long Man Shen not be surprised.

Countless Chinese, including many high-level ancestral temples, are equally confused.

Chen Fan’s appearance is so strange that he is not an innate power of the Chinese. Moreover, he can refer to the dragon and the gods, and the strength is definitely not under the Qin Luo, but no one has seen it.

"My name is Chen Fan, my brother is Xiao Man."

Chen Fan faintly opened.

Facing the demon **** of 100 meters high, Chen Fan did not have a trace of fear, as if the ancestors of this dragon barbarian in front of him were just a flower, a stone and a grass, and the water was calm.

"Chen Fan? I haven't heard of it. You can't stop me if you don't become a golden dan. Waiting for Qin Luo, you can't do it."

The dragon is faint and cold.

With the cultivation of the dragon and the gods, it is easy to judge that Chen Fan is only the congenital peak. It’s just that the real yuan is very strong, and the flesh is also strong, which is much weaker than that of Jin Dan. But after all, it is not Jindan Zhenjun.

Including Qin Luo and others, I also realized this, my face suddenly changed abruptly.

"dead!"

Dragon Man is once again clawing.

More than the villa, the black scale claws, shining the cold, the long claw tip, tearing the air, pulling out five long white marks. What is even more terrifying is that as the dragon and the gods hit, the boiling black waves, like the ocean, swept the entire sky.

This time, Long Man used his invincible power of true God.

The people only saw that the air was suddenly turned into darkness, and the endless black waves seemed to flood the heavens and the earth. The horror of the volatility shocked the sun and the moon. The dragons and gods have not been able to reach the ground. The grounds of hundreds of meters have been torn apart, and countless buildings have been crushed into pieces, and thousands of people have died instantly.

The power of the true God, horrible!

"Dangdang."

Chen Fan did not retreat.

He also pointed to a knife, pulled to the void, and suddenly sounded a stab in the sky. A blue knife, such as the peerless sword, cut the knife and cut off the water, before the Kuroshio. The knife is like water, and it goes up the air. It continues for a thousand meters. It splits the black tide into two pieces in a half-day, letting the clouds in the sky split, and a long white ramp is formed before it finally stops.

"He didn't die?"

Everyone thought that Chen Fan would die under this claw, at least heavy. Unexpectedly, he and the dragon and the gods are evenly divided, and even slightly prevailed.

"When did the Chinese people come out with such strong players?"

Countless people are suspicious.

"The real horror of the horror is not much weaker than Jin Dan." Qin Luo smashed.

"Unfortunately, he did not become Jin Dan after all, otherwise today, this disk has completely turned over." Xie Changyu shook his head bitterly.

Jin Dan and innate, it is the scorpio.

This is irreparable for any exercises, magical powers, and magic weapons. In addition to the myths and legends, the **** of the supreme god, I have not heard that someone can fight Jin Dan.

"Damn!"

Long Man is angry.

As a true god, the ancestor of a family, it has two blows, but it can never clean up Chen Fan a congenital area. Dragon Man can already think of how the old opponents will laugh at themselves behind their backs.

"Kid, let me see, what is the true power of the true God."

Long Man is a yin and a smile.

Bang.

At the foot of it, a black curtain appeared. The black curtain shrouded the square, and in the dark, countless dragons and monsters roared. The dark magic of boiling, filling the void. In the field, the body of the dragon is violently elevated and turned into a kilometer. It is like a giant who has opened up the sky. It is several times more fluctuating than before, filling the void, and the whole ancient city is shivering at its feet.

field! Law!

This is the Jindan strong, crushing all the innate real dependence.

Some peaks are congenital, pure in the flesh and even the real yuan, can be comparable to Jin Dan. However, Jin Dan took control of the world, and the field was in the air. Anyone who falls into the field in nature can only be slaughtered. The law has appeared, and the power has increased by several times, far exceeding all innate.

Looking at the air, the dark curtain that covers the sky, everyone is discolored.

"Da da."

Some people are shaking their teeth.

The power of Jin Dan's all-out shot is too horrible. The entire ancient Huacheng city is shrouded in the majesty of the dragon and the gods. Countless people are being pressured to admire, and the immortals are unable to hold back. Only a large number of innate people can stand still, but still eclipse.

"Not good, Chen Xiaoyou, retreat."

Xie Changke screamed, and hurriedly took out a piece of golden jade from the arms, crushing it from the air. The jade symbol was broken, and a golden light curtain composed of countless runes slammed into the sky above Guhua City and stopped the dragon.

"A district of Jindan amulet can also stop me?"

Dragon Man is stepping out.

The golden light curtain couldn’t stand it and blasted out of thin air. Xie Changzheng successively sacrificed seven pieces of golden enamel charms and turned them into seven earth-shattering spells, but they hit the field of the dragon body, and instantly disappeared.

"It's useless. In front of the true God, any attack is just illusory. The power of my generation is that you ants can never imagine." Long Hanshen opened, such as nine days of thunder and shock.

Like a demon, it plunged into the void and came over the temple. Then he lifted his foot and stepped on to Chen Fan, revealing a glimpse of his eyes.

Long Man God actually wanted to kill Chen Fan.

At that moment, countless Chinese powerhouses raised their fists and smashed their lips. The 100,000 dragon barbarian warriors, while tearing laughter. The high-ranking Yanzhou, standing in front of the water mirror, shook his head. As for the red burning, the head does not return, and half of the feet have already stepped out of the study door.

Chen Fan’s smile.

He ignored the huge animal foot like a mountain, turned his head and looked at the girl:

"Small, are you afraid?"

"I am not afraid, brother." Xiaoman smiled like a flower. Standing behind Chen Fan, she only felt the whole world, there is no more fear, even if the next moment, the two die together, Xiao Man will face it calmly.

"Well, then you look at your brother, how can you knock down the bad guy."

Chen Fan said.

Then, in a place that no one can see, a thin golden chain that is wrapped around his body is broken. A golden Yuan Dan like a light wheel, in his chaotic sea, gently jumps.

"Boom."

At that moment, Chen Fan’s body glowed with the radiance of the sun. He was surrounded by layers of golden light, and at the end, layers were superimposed and turned into a golden flame of burning.

Chen Fan stood in the flames of the gods, just like the nine-day **** king.

"Hey."

He punched the sky and went up against the sky.

It is hundreds of meters long, like a black-skinned animal foot like a giant pillar. Under this fist, it bursts out of thin air. All black scales, muscles, and gods are like paper paste under the shackles. In the air, there was a black **** rain, and countless flesh and blood flew.

"what."

The dragon screams and screams backwards.

But this is only the beginning. In the astounding eyes of the crowd, I saw a golden golden rainbow, rising from the ground, like a dragon, and rising for nine days. In that golden rainbow, one person punches and goes straight into the sky. If the **** of war re-enters the heavens, it is unmatched.

"Hey."

It seems to push away.

The dragon's huge body of the gods, from the legs, bursts open, thighs, abdomen, chest, neck, skull... like a landslide. In the end, the body of the kilometer, broken, burst into the flesh and blood.

Even the true **** field that enveloped the void was so golden that it took out a huge hole.

After Jinguang killed the dragon and the gods, he kept going straight, rushing straight through, breaking through the nine hexagrams, cracking the clouds for half a day, and continuing until tens of thousands of meters before he gradually stopped.

At that time, it was a person who was thousands of miles away. He looked up and saw the golden dragon like Tianzhu.

It is so dazzling, so eye-catching, so arrogant!

Wan Jun Yi Yi!

"hiss!"

that moment.

In the entire ancient city of China, millions of Chinese people, including many high-level ancestral temples and 100,000 dragon barbarian warriors, lost their voices and could not believe it.

Qin Luo is stunned.

The dragon king is laughing and laughing, and suddenly stops, like a ghost.

Xie Changjun just hid in the ancestral temple, ready to take out the ancestors and fight for it. When he saw this scene, the ancestors fell from his hands. But he was not known at all, and the whole person was stunned.

And the half-foot has stepped out of the study door, and the leaving of the Yanzhou state is burning red, just to see the scene in the water, the whole body, a fierce meal, a foot in the air, but Nothing can't fall.

Heaven and earth.

Everyone is stunned and can’t speak out. At the same time, the square is still quiet, and everyone can only look at the sorrowful fists of the gods, watching the dragons and gods that burst into the air, watching the young people in the golden light.

Young hands are proud, black hair is black, long dress hunting.

Such as the **** Ling Chen.

PS: The first is more, I am going, you are too powerful, and have already reached the eighth. Don't worry, the author does not sleep, he will write five more ^_^