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As hundreds of hammer shadows stormed down, hundreds of meteor-like lights suddenly erupted, like dead trees and dead branches breaking, making people tremble.

In this field, even if Chu Fan protects his whole body with his own reincarnation domain, he still feels like he is overturning and mixed with all kinds of flavors.

As the whole space becomes deeper and deeper, if billions of sea water are attached, the dull and solemn immortal Taoist rhyme makes the void look as sticky as mud, and Chu Fan is like a small boat trapped in it. No matter how you can reach the sky, you will not be able to escape from the cage world.

The monks who were attracted by the eyes in Qiuyuan shook their heads speechlessly. As soon as the two sides fought, Chu Fan was bound by Zhou Guang's hammer seal space. Looking at the current situation, I was afraid that I would not even have a phone out. It is certain that as long as the next moment, Chu Fan would be directly killed by the hammer seal in the sky.

A hint of sarcasm rose from the corner of Zhou Guang's mouth.

But the next moment, thousands of monks were shocked.

Chu Fan looked calm and saw hundreds of hammer marks suddenly falling. Not only was there no fear, but a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A glorious black magic image was derived from Chu Fan's back. It was like a huge disc, which slowly rotated behind Chu Fan's back, as if it was about to destroy the entire autumn garden void.

Even the hundreds of hammer marks that the monks of the Five Elements Illusion Tribulation dared not easily take, rolled on the black magic disk without any suddenness. They were like mud sinking into the sea, and were completely destroyed and dispersed, and even a trace of waves had not been turned up.

Chu Fan raised his lips lightly, squinted his eyes at the already stunned man, raised his index finger and shook it in front of the man, and joked: "I said everything, in my Chu Fan's eyes, you are all garbage."

All the monks present were shocked and looked at Chu Fan in shock. They couldn't help swallowing.

Chu Fan looked lonely and shook his head and sighed: "Hey, they all claim to be geniuses, but you don't know that in Chu's eyes, they are all fools in the sky. The world is so big that they don't know how to go out and see it. How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"

Chengying was in his hand and slashed out with one sword.

Under the long river, lonely smoke rises from the desert.

The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, and the plants and trees are swaying and dew is frost. The originally vibrant autumn garden finally has a bit of "Autumn Cold". Countless monks are full of ice hearts.

The man Qiu Zhuang was shocked and heard Chu Fan chuckling: "I have already taken your hammer, and it's impolite to come and not go. I'm asking me how good this sword is!"

It was obviously a questioning tone, but the man Qiu Zhuang was shocked. The immortal energy was swelling and he did not dare to hold back at all. The meteor hammer instantly turned into a barrier of ten thousand jin and blocked him.

Chu Fan's previous state of mind was dim, and a hammer of Mount Tai's pressure on the top of his head was instantly wiped out, leaving an indelible shadow in the heart of the brave man.

The long river falls above the nine heavens, and the boundless sword intent blew down.

He didn't even bother to spread the desert with his lonely smoke under his feet, and just wanted to fight for the terrifying sword that invaded his mind.

The entire autumn garden was silent.

The young man with a blue shirt and a sword couldn't help but tremble.

The three core disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect had pale faces. If the immortal sword in their hands suffered a huge blow, they would keep ringing.

Those who had poor cultivation were even wrapped in the long river of Chu Fan's sword, as if they were like colorful glass illusion. The genius strong people on the God List were frightened and subconsciously swelled up all their immortal primordial bodies, and many people even sacrificed magic weapons to block them in front of them.

Chu Fan looked up at everyone, grinned, and jumped into the air.

"No matter whether you are the Buddhas, dragons and elephants, or sentient beings, are they all ants in my eyes? They are not with you, but they are honestly carried by you, but they run to my Mingyuan Realm to spread wildness. Today, Chu will teach you how to know what geniuses are different from ants? They teach you what to do about the Tao..."

Chu Fan rose up in the air, laughed at the sky, and the Chengying Fairy Sword in his hand once again brought billions of light.

The sword intent storms the world and fills the entire void. A sword contains light-combining the world!

There was a clear sound of ‘Cang…’.

Chu Fan slashed his sword in his hand without mercy.

A dazzling light flashed between heaven and earth, and in an instant, the heaven and earth were in harmony.

In the eastern sky where the morning sun was approaching, a ray of light pointed from afar, and cried with the sword rainbow in Chu Fan's hand.

The terrifying sword intent was stirring between heaven and earth, and everyone's face was pale. They had no intention to resist head-on, but they did not expect that Chu Fan had done it intentionally, and at the beginning he carried everyone in it.

Thousands of monks couldn't help but tremble, as if they were bent their spines by an invisible force of the way of heaven.

The Changwu Gate and Xiaoyao Sword Sect even crackled all over the body, and blood was pouring in seven orifices, and their faces were extremely pale.

In the Immortal Realm of Two-Yiyi Illusion Tribulation, Chu Fan was able to kill the cultivator of the Four Symbols and I now advanced to the middle stage of the Three-Talent Illusion Tribulation, and suddenly realized the magnificent artistic conception of the combination of heaven and earth and the only one in the world, and his strength increased by more than ten times a hundred times.

What's more, in the autumn garden, most monks did not expect Chu Fan to suddenly attack everyone.

As the saying goes, take action first, and take action later and take action later and take action by others!

Chu Fan's sword was filled with light, and he had been slashing for a long time. Now he slashed out with one sword. The places where he passed by his feet were all within the rules, and even the entire autumn garden was in a heavy burden, the rocks shattered, and the rivers and lakes were rolled back.

The universe collapses inch by inch.

Deep in the autumn garden and deep in the courtyard, Wang Qingfeng was lying on his back on the bamboo chair and closed his eyes to rest. He suddenly realized that the sword intent shot between heaven and earth was shot. He suddenly opened his eyes, as if two faint lights were shot out, looking at the location of Chu Fan’s Qiu Garden.

In the center of the Qiuyuan Garden, dozens of monks were chatting and laughing. When they felt the autumn garden was so silenced that they changed their color in horror and jumped up together.

A touch of soul-striking light extended from the sky and slowly matched with Chu Fan's sword. All the monks in the garden were full of pain.

The man Qiu Zhuang and monks of Changwu Gate who were the first to be attacked had their eyebrows cracked and were penetrated by countless original sword intents and magic blade patterns.

Chu Fan looked stern, and looked at the thousands of monks under his feet, and raised his lips slightly, "What kind of genius discussion meeting? It's just a group of crawlers under his feet. I'll raise my hand to kill the gods and Buddhas, let alone you trash."

Chu Fan looked at the union of heaven and earth, and his arms rose slightly.

He thought about it all night and came without being rude. Since the Tianshen Sect prepared such a grand cage for himself and wanted to capture and kill him, Chu Fan had to return the favor, so he could not be a petty family.

You are the pride of heaven in the major realms of the Nine Netherworld Realm, you are arrogant and have a great reputation and regard thousands of cultivators in the Mingyuan as ants. Even if I, Chu Fan, burn some of my natal essence, blood and life span, I will step on you with a pride. Even if I cannot kill all of you, the spring seedlings, with one sword, I will leave some brand cracks on your Taoist thoughts and bend your Han Mei proudly bones.

As more and more prodigal sons overflowed their seven orifices, Chu Fan's immortal soul thoughts were rolling back like rivers, rolling and stirring.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, but Chu Fan's eyes became colder and more severe.

The Three Talents Illusion Tribulation Fairyland, suppressing thousands of days of pride with one's own strength. What a courage!

The innate Taoist Technique has reached its peak, communicating with the chaos of the sea of ​​consciousness, and forming a bridge with the world of heaven and earth. Chu Fan ignored the violent colic in the sea of ​​consciousness, and even more so on the crazy loss of the essence and blood of his natal life, but stared at the thousands of days of crawling on the ground under his feet.

Deep in the autumn garden, Wang Qingfeng looked horrified and suddenly stood up. He looked at the terrifying scene of the surrender of the universe under the sword between heaven and earth, and grew up in shock.

In the Welcoming Hall, dozens of figures flashed away. The woman in a big red robe was the leader. Her beautiful eyes were even more radiant and her expression was changing.

And behind the woman in the red robe, dozens of people were already furious.

In the autumn garden, the thousands gathered 90% of the core disciples of various major sects, and they are the hope for the future of the sects to meet the wind and cloud Mingyuan. Now they are so humiliated by a young man who is still not dry. Even if they are safe, a crack will be left in their hearts that will never be erased.

Who can gather here is not a genius? Who doesn’t have the capital to be arrogant? But now thousands of people have been suppressed by a three-talented fantasy tribulation cultivator. It is conceivable how much damage it will cause to Dao Nian.

"Little thief, you dare..."

Seeing Chu Fan raise his hand and slash at the three young women with another sword, among the dozens of cultivators, an old man with white hair with sword eyebrows shouted angrily, as if spring thunder exploded in Chu Fan's ears. It was more than ten miles apart, which made Chu Fan's heart and soul tremble suddenly.

Feeling the vast aura that shocked the mind, Chu Fan's scalp was numb and immediately knew that the visitor was no less than the girl in the red robe. At the same time, dozens of strong men had already been seen flocking to him in his divine mind. Among them, the old man with white hair had even red eyes, wishing that blood would overflow, and the sword intent was like a river breaking the dam, rolling in.

"What a big battle..."

Chu Fan took a deep breath, and at the same time he saw that the spiritual pattern trapping defensive formation he had set up before was torn apart by the power of gods and ghosts.

Seeing dozens of strong men flocking in, Chu Fan knew that he had to escape as soon as possible, otherwise even if there was a ninth-grade Sky-Splitting Talisman, he would not be able to leave safely.

Haha, he raised his hand and dozens of spiritual patterns were shot out. Chu Fan shouted in a deep voice: "Those who offend me, Chu must be punished. Today, he should be the first gift to give. You are also a ants. If you dare to implicate me, Mingyuan Cultivator for no reason in the future, I will kill you and others."

After the words came, Chu Fan shook his clothes with one hand, and had the momentum of a thousand ridges of hills. The other hand, the golden light flowed, as if thousands of miles into the sky.

In the world, there were spiritual patterns and large arrays of formations shone together, and then burst out with a bang.

What a laughing and proud of the world, without distinction between black and white, revitalizing the long-term strategy and controlling the world, and simplifying the simplicity and shocking the world!

"Zhu Zi, if I don't kill this agent, I will not be a human being..."

A golden light flashed, and a golden light had been rolled up in the ninth-grade Sky-Cracking Talisman, and disappeared with Bu Shufan. Even if there was a trace of space fluctuation, it had been completely destroyed by the self-destructed trapping formation into vain fragments.

An old man with white hair looked at the two disciples whose souls were broken in front of him, shouted and roared, his eyes covered with blood.

Half a stick of incense, Qiuyuan, with a full of immortal energy, finally returned to peace again. Even with the top defensive restrictions, it turned into a mess. The ruined Huan broke his arms, the mountain lake collapsed, hundreds of monks bleed in seven orifices, and their hearts were broken and their souls were scattered. All the monks outside Qiuyuan quickly escaped in horror.

Inside and outside the garden, there was silence.

The seven-star Illusion Tribulation Cultivator is already the top-level existence even in the Ninth-grade Immortal Sect. Not to mention that the divine dragon is not seen but the tail is at least an existence like a deacon in the inner sect. He is even more qualified to be named the Immortal Reverence.

Since the ancient war, the heavenly way has collapsed and the laws have been broken. Originally, cultivators who have advanced to the Six-Rare Illusion Tribulation Realm have been qualified to win the Immortal Statue on the Immortal List. Now, although the Immortal List has been missing for tens of millions of years, all the people who have advanced to the Six-Rare Immortal Statue will still be named the Immortal Statue.

What's more, several of these dozens of people have already reached the Bagua Fantasy Tribulation Fairyland.

Now, a mere ant from the Santa Cult Realm escapes from under his nose.

After a long time, an old man in yellow robe with a slim eyes finally looked slim and said hoarsely: "Drill this son at all costs!"

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ps: Third update! Good night is here today!

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