Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Under the Qiankun Realm, Chu Fan's entire body flew backwards, and blood mist shot out from his chest, falling heavily on the milky white sea surface, drawing hundreds of feet of flowing water patterns.m.

A wisp of blood flowed in the corner of his mouth, and the color was scarlet. He struggled to sit up, and he felt that the immortal energy in his body was pierced by a needle and could never stand up again.

A bitter smile appeared on his face. This is the difference between the reincarnation and the Qiankun realm? The reincarnation energy is endless, and the Qiankun realm is in charge of the heaven and earth.

Chu Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, closed his eyes and took a long breath.

Since he was reincarnated, he has buried so many cold and ruthlessness that his grandfather said he was a kind and obedient child. Sister Sixian said that he was just a fool and always liked to be bullied by her and Sister Luo Yi. After the matter, he sat alone and laughed silly. Brother Ling Yu took good care of himself and helped him take the blame many times.

Close his eyes, and the darkness in front of him was once again pitch black, but in this darkness that countless people suppressed, Chu Fan felt that his heart had never been peaceful before. He thought of many trivial things from childhood, his grandfather's kind smile, led the uncles in the village to hunt in the mountains, went home to cook a pot of fragrant bone broth for himself, and remembered the warm hands that he had never seen in his previous life and finally hoped for in this life. His childhood playmates laughed and played together, he grew up slowly, and time was gradually ruthless. Sister Sixian was taken away by the bad woman.

Many heartwarming things flashed by, and finally he seemed to see Sixian's sister standing in the snow-capped ice pond again, her eyes that made her heart-wrenching and distressed were no longer so innocent and clear.

Beichen said that he was the son of God in this life, so what was the choice? Is God's choice not to deal with God? If God wants to destroy me, I also want to be strong in heaven. So he put too many expectations on a strict and harsh father to train his son with his life, but he left too much ruthlessness. Even if blood is thicker than water, it is so insignificant in the face of this expectation. Only affection and biting ice are the same. If he fails to achieve kindness, he becomes a ghost. If he cannot overcome it and reaches the point of hoping that his son will become a dragon, he will not be qualified to survive in the world.

Chu Fan wanted to laugh in his heart, "The Chosen of Heaven". Only when his sword opens the way of heaven and over all worlds can he be considered successful? It is like watching the hard-working master teach him. When he came out of the mountain, he watched the sword in his hand pierce his chest, and the coldness on the corner of his master's mouth finally turned into a gratifying smile. What a success of one general has been broken, isn't it sad and tragic?

But before this success, can I survive this level? The punishment of the heavenly way of disaster is destined to flow thousands of miles of blood.

Chu Fan felt his body tremble slightly.

On the day you went down the mountain, Qinglan said, Chu Fan, if you can't break through the Heavenly Way, there will be no Immortal Taoist Pavilion in the Immortal World. At that time, you will not only have your life, but the burden behind it is not light.

Chu Fan also smiled and said, "Bei Chen has spent millions of years of cultivation to lead me into the fire pit, are you really willing to see me fight to the death?" What I have to face is the sky, and Chu Fan also pointed at the top of his head."

Qinglan was slightly silent and said nothing in the end.

Chu Fan smiled and said, how could he die under the will of heaven? There are really no one in this world who can make him die. Immortal Dao Pavilion will be changed to Tiandao Pavilion and will take charge of the great way of the world.

That day, there was nine heavenly thunder in the void, which made Chu Fan tremble suddenly, but finally looked up and mist the sky, thinking to himself when he was afraid of the way of heaven?

A dull shout interrupted Chu Fan's contemplation, but saw that the blue gray Taoist had already fallen in front of him.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the rolling milky white sea water is rolling with a beautiful smell of sea. It is more like a small jade than the sea water in Qinghai, which makes people warm.

The Qinghui Taoist sneered on his face, and a flash of heat flashed in his eyes, "Take the artistic conception and magical power of that sword, I will let you die happily, and maybe you can be very compassionate and give you a chance to reincarnate."

Chu Fan endured the severe pain and grinned at the Qinghui Taoist: "Don't you Taoists all pay attention to inaction and tranquility? Are you so greedy and won't you mess up your Taoist heart?"

The Qinghui Taoist sneered, "Those monks even pay attention to wine and meat passing through the intestines, why should I keep it in my heart?"

Chu Fan sneered: "Do you deceive yourself."

"Boy, if you don't honestly hand over your artistic conception and magical powers, I will pay some price to search for your soul and get it, but don't blame me for being ruthless at that time."

The Qinghui Taoist frowned and his voice suddenly became colder, and he obviously did not want to talk to Chu Fan.

Chu Fan's mouth was even more helpless, and he looked at the Taoist in front of him and asked, "There is no room for anything? Why don't I give you all the treasures of opportunity and let me go?"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Fan's eyes suddenly became cold and fierce. A ray of heat as if destroying the sky swept across the heavens and earth, as if he was about to break out of his body. Chu Fan only felt like a scorching sun in his body suddenly rising, and he wanted to completely melt himself.

With a hint of determination in the cold and ruthless sea, the sky fire "Yunxing" in the sea of ​​consciousness seems to be about to riot completely and destroy it with the heaven and earth!

A breath of destruction of death rose from the top of his head, and the face of the blue gray Taoist changed drastically. He didn't understand how the ant in front of him burst out with such a terrifying destruction, but he didn't dare to hesitate at all. The realm of Qiankun was fully displayed, and the world suddenly formed a substantial domain, and the whisk in his hand turned into billions of light and swept towards Chu Fan.

The immortal energy rolled, and the sea water under my feet suddenly surged like a tsunami with two people as the center of the circle.

Seeing Chu Fan's decisive meaning suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose in the air. Chu Fan looked up in surprise and saw the roses in the sky like flowers scattered by a celestial girl, covering dozens of miles.

A long light green dress fell gracefully from the sky like a fairy in the sky, and thousands of roses bloomed all over her body.

Chu Fan looked at the pretty girl in front of him with an exquisite figure, and her green skirt fluttered in the wind. The resolute aura in his heart suddenly relaxed for some reason.

White waves cover the world, and lush roses grow!

A beautiful figure stood in front of Chu Fan several feet, and the roses were rolling in the sky, and the red petals were as rich as blood, dazzling and dazzling.

The rose domain was rolled together with the Qinghui Taoist's domain. The dull and stagnant pressure in the surrounding void suddenly dissipated, and only the sound of jagging and shattering in the air came.

Qiangwei looked back at Chu Fan with a pale face, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth for the first time. It was no longer the cold and indignant she had when she first met.

"It's you..." Chu Fan opened his mouth, was shocked, and murmured in a low voice.

Although Chu Fan was not old, he was a human being for two lifetimes and had a sharp sense of consciousness in practicing the innate Taoist Technique. He had long noticed that he had a lot of blood in his hands all the way, and although he hoped to be perfect every step, he would leave some traces.

However, even so, I still had a smooth flow, and I seemed to have never had a big crisis of trouble. Sometimes the breath of crisis arises behind me is like a bubble that is destroyed before it arises.

Qiangwei smiled. Since she agreed to the old man Beichen, she knew her fate. If the sword servant Qiangwei, if the sword servant is not dead, how can the young master be destroyed first? Along the way, although he was very angry at first, he had no complaints in his heart. Even though he suffered several heavy injuries, he almost died, and did not have too much affection, but he also had too much affection. This is the meaning of his existence until now. Otherwise, he would have died in the heavy snow in the middle of winter more than ten years ago.

"Young Master will be healed, I'm here." Qiangwei smiled and turned to face the Qinghui Taoist.

When the breeze blew, two auras were swept together and exploded. The milky white sea water that had originally rolled down like a tsunami turned into a burst of sky again.

The Qinghui Taoist's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked coldly at the girl in the green skirt outside the section in front of him. The other party's cultivation level was only in the early stage of Qiankun, and his aura was no worse than that of himself.

"Who are you?" The Qinghui Taoist put the purple jade whisk in his hand and stared at the woman in the green skirt in front of him.

Rose was dull and looked at the Qinghui Taoist opposite, and his voice was cold, "The person who sent you to reincarnation."

The Qinghui Taoist snorted coldly, and the whisk in his hand was sacrificed, and thousands of white lights swept away like light.

The light is as crafted as steel needles, intertwined together, and the void exploded.

A light blue light flashed, and a light blue rose suddenly bloomed in the void. Countless white whisks rolled on the rose petals, suddenly bursting, and red and blue intersected, like thousands of flowers rising.

The momentum was like thunder rising out of thin air, and the sea surface caused a thousand feet of turbulence.

The white light dissipated, the red rose dissipated, the light blue rose burned like a flame, and if it was reborn from the fire, the light blue light swept up and turned into a sharp light and galloped towards the blue gray Taoist.

Seeing that all his whisks were crushed by blue roses, the blue gray Taoist's expression changed slightly, and the Yin and Yang disk of the Qiankun in his hand emitted a black and white light, which was like a disk rotating in the air, containing Yin and Yang.

The air machine in the air exploded, the roses and yin and yang rolled together in the fire, and the heaven and earth cried out in tragedy.

Puff puff puff...

The rose petals exploded and burned with flames, making a puff sound, rolling on the Yin-Yang disc and trembled. After ten breaths, there was a dull bang and burst, and the blue light shattered, and the Yin-Yang disc was also a little dim.

Rose looked solemn, her beautiful eyes narrowed and looked at the Qinghui Taoist. The light blue sword in her hand trembled gently, emitting lights in the air.

The rose field expanded out, squeezing the space around it, making a crackling sound, and the next moment it brought thousands of blue sword arcs and rushed straight away.

The sword arc stretches and changes in the air, like roses blooming.

The Qinghui Taoist also looked solemn, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. The realm of the universe was like a wave of air sweeping out, thundering with the other's realm.

The whisk in his hand exploded, and the white light ascended to the sky like a terrifying geese, forming a piece of light and shadow that rolled away.

The Yin and Yang disk of the Qiankun rotates rapidly, and the Yin and Yang field is even better.

The two fields blasted together, making a crackling sound, but just a few breaths, Qiang Wei's face suddenly changed.

Under the opponent's Qiankun Yin and Yang Pan, the field suddenly became sharp like a steel knife. I felt that my rose domain was instantly dispersed, and the flowers all over the sky fell one after another.

When the chest was stuffy, the rose had no time to reflect, and a mouthful of essence and blood burned. The light blue sword light was as bright as flowing water. The body suddenly tilted, and it fluttered gracefully. Countless rose sword arcs suddenly swelled, colliding with the white rainbow soaring into the sky.

As his body turned sideways, a light blue flame swept out and turned into a sword pattern that was straight into the middle of the gray Taoist's eyebrows.

Seeing that sword pattern cut through the void, a cold smile rose from the corner of the Qinghui Taoist's mouth. The whisk spread across the sky. His hands were painted with Yin and Yang. A light mirror collided with the sword pattern. A "keng" sound came. The sword pattern exploded like a rain curtain. The figure of the Qinghui Taoist shook twice, but the rose flew backwards, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

Hundreds of feet away, the blue gray Taoist man's face was joking and said coldly: "I dare to be arrogant in front of me in the early stage of the universe?"

Rose figure swept back, her pretty face was slightly pale, and her eyes were even more solemn.

She naturally knew that she was not a young man or a chosen person. Even if she was inherited from Beichen, it would be difficult for her to enter the Qiankun Realm and the Qinghui Taoist in the late Qiankun stage in front of her to such a state.

After all, the Blue Gray Taoist Divine Infant in front of me was also the top five peerless genius in the top five of the Immortal Spirit Tower in the Reincarnation Realm. For hundreds of years, I have not sought rapid progress in my cultivation, but rather to strive for strength and progress slowly.

Rose holds the sword and trembles slightly with its right hand. The immortal essence in its body is like a wave of angry seas. The surrounding rose fields are also dim, with flowers flying all over the sky, and petals falling and dissipating from time to time.

There was one person ahead of her, and there was one person behind her.

The blood and energy of the whole body soared. Even if the sword servant was destroyed, no one behind him could die.

Her figure is slender, but she is like a mountain standing horizontally!

His eyes were red, but he struggled to get up...

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