Swallowed away by the whirlpool in the canyon of the gods, just half a stick of incense, Chu Fan felt the ground, and the surroundings were covered with gray-brown and dilapidated land. Within his eyes, it was like the battlefield where he had experienced fighting in his previous life. The walls and the desolate and desolate were vaguely seen. Recommended: The new work of the great master of Moxiang Pisces "The Age of Destruction" http://www./2_2839/

A sound of shattering bones under my feet was heard, and a cool breeze blew by, turning into white butter and floating away.

The divine thoughts swept away. Apart from the desolation, there was no even the breath of fairy spirits. Chu Fan finally understood what Wang Qingfeng meant in the eight words of the old turtle. In such a wasteland of tombs without the breath of fairy spirits, it was the Nine Palaces' Fantasy Tribulation Realm. If you could not know how to go out, you would be exhausted in a million years.

A danger came from the bottom of his heart, making Chu Fan's mind tighten. He didn't even have time to continue to check the surrounding environment, and then turned into a ray of light and shadow.

The moment Chu Fan left, a figure also fell from the void, but it was obviously much more embarrassing than Chu Fan.

A violent backlash from the immortal essence came, and Xu Haoyan couldn't help but squirt a mouthful of blood. He didn't expect that the old man Wang Qingfeng would rather not resist and bear his full blow than throw him into the divine land.

Forcefully endured the violent backlash in the sea of ​​consciousness in the Dantian Sea. Thinking of the countless magical treasures on Chu Fan, Xu Haoyan had no time to heal his wounds and swallowed a pill and chased him in the direction where Chu Fan disappeared.

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At the border of Mingyuan Zhongzhou, a middle-aged man stared at the people in front of him, without the elegant atmosphere he should have.

After a while of silence, the middle-aged man raised his hand and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice: "This is the principle of your Taisu Shenmen's hospitality, and you want to intercept Gu, so you come openly and hide your head and tail."

A gray-robed monk looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, but hesitated for a moment and sighed: "We are just here to wait for Brother Gu to visit Mingyuan Immortal Palace, how could it be intercepted!"

He shook his head slightly and said, "It doesn't matter if Brother Gu doesn't want to go with him, it's just that this fairy must go with us."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "You are not afraid that Ling Tian Daozong will come to find shàng  mén"

The gray-robed monk laughed, "Brother Gu said this, can we all be scared?"

Two other seven-star fantasy tribulation cultivators around him laughed, their eyes full of joking.

The gray-shirt entourage following the middle-aged man was angry and angry. Although he was covered in blood, he still took a step forward and protected the middle-aged man and xiǎo  jiě. He looked cold and looked at the three people opposite and said in a deep voice, "I stop these three people, head of the family, you can find an opportunity to escape."

A man on the opposite side immediately laughed, "Stop us, you, a monk in the early stage of the seven-star illusion tribulation whose immortal essence has scattered, can also stop us three of us."

As he spoke, three seven-star fantasy tribulation cultivators quickly dispersed and stopped the middle-aged man with a force of surround.

Seeing this, the gray-clothed entourage moved his lips slightly, his arms veins swelled up, and even blood was seen rising from the middle of his eyebrows.

The master is humiliating his minister to die! The entourage should die for the master!

Seeing that the blood marks on the gray-clothed escort's eyebrows were like plum blossoms and blooming in the cold and ice snow, the six people suddenly looked up and looked into the void.

A long rainbow rises from the sky and the earth!

The white sword rainbow runs through thousands of miles, from the nine heavens to the distance.

Opposite the sword rainbow, a young man with his hands behind his back slowly walked over, his temples drifting with the wind. Behind him was a silver-white sword that was swept through the sky with a qi-storm. The sword was called "Kaitian"!

He is still wearing a white sword, and is still countless romantic and elegant, but compared to the past, the magnificent fairy sword behind him is much more round and restrained.

"Hello Uncle Gu..."

The young man in white clothes slowly walked down from the nine heavens, and he really had an immortal's birth picture. He just smiled slightly and bowed to Gu Xun, giving a simple four-word greeting.

All the six people were blinded. Looking at the young man in white who suddenly appeared, Gu Xun naturally knew that the young man in front of him was the disciple of senior Wang Jiuchong, Zhongtian Jianyi, who helped their Gu family solve the danger of Zigan Kingdom.

Compared with Gu Xun and the other three cultivators in the Seven-Star Phantom Tribulation Realm, their faces were much ugly. As disciples of the Taisu Divine Sect, they naturally knew the origin of the young man in white clothes in front of them.

There was a silence around him, and Gu Xun came to his senses first, with a bitter smile on his lips, "I didn't expect you, nephew, to come, I'll bother you again today."

Jian Yi smiled slightly, "Why should Uncle Gu meet?"

Junya young man came to Gu Xiaoran and chuckled softly, "Xiaoran mèi  mèi is getting more and more beautiful. It's really a cheaper boy Chu Fan."

Although he had met Jianyi several times, in Gu Xiaoran's opinion, Jianyi has always been so serious and cold-hearted, but he didn't expect that when he met, he would joke about him first. The tension in his heart was a little relaxed, and turned into a hint of shyness and anger.

Jian Yi smiled and glanced at the man with a disordered immortal energy, then clasped his fists and bowed slightly to Gu Xun, then turned to the three people opposite him and said slowly: "Taisu Shenmen is the number one immortal sect in the Yongtian Realm. Although his reputation is not good, it is not too bad. But now he uses such despicable means to deal with a junior. Don't you feel too shameful? Although I know, you come here to seek an opportunity at the risk of being crushed by the way of heaven. It is not easy to live a domineering life in the past few days. But the key is that if you pass the boundary, someone will not be able to bear it. For example, you are interested in a weak woman and want to go back to the sect to seek rewards. Don't you know that the way of heaven can be reached, but it is definitely not something you can do to you."

Zhou Linsan was in trouble. To be honest, they also learned unexpectedly that the woman named Gu Xiaoran of the Gu family had a close relationship with the boy named Chu Fan. Then they thought about coming to rob the woman. They were not afraid that the boy named Chu Fan would hide again, but they didn't expect to attract Jian Yi, the god of killing.

Although Jianyi is not in the Six-Rare Illusion Tribulation Fairyland, the one standing behind him is the number one person in the Nine Nether Immortal Realm. For at least tens of thousands of years, countless peak powerhouses have gone up the mountain to challenge Wang Jiu's level, and the monster has never lost.

"Why, do you think what I said is reasonable. If this is the case, I advise you to leave honestly. Don't make any trouble at the Mingyuan Conference in a month, otherwise there will be any consequences. It's not my final say. But to be honest, you will thank me for stopping here today in the future."

Jian Yi smiled slightly, raised his hand and threw a strand of hair in front of his shoulder behind him, holding a folding fan in his right hand and gently hitting the palm of his left hand.

Zhou Lin stared at Jian Yi with his eyes fixed on him, thinking a lot, and instantly plotted against gains and losses. For Jian Yi, he admitted that he had a kind of awe from the bottom of his heart, but this awe was not enough to rise to fear. Although he had to admit that Jian Yi had been known as invincible at the same level since his debut. Even the top disciples of the major ninth-grade immortal sects had never taken advantage of him. But if they wanted them to retreat without fighting, they would not have the same face in the future. Once the opportunity today was lost, they would not have happened again.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lin's mind was shocked. At worst, it would be a hearty battle. Their three seven-star fantasy tribulation cultivators would not lose to a six-light fantasy tribulation junior. Even if they lost, Jian Yi was famous, if they lost face, they would definitely not lose their inner self. Maybe they would achieve a beautiful talk about "Three Heroes vs. Lu Bu" in the future!

Seeing that the three people's immortal energy was flowing, there was no intention to retreat. Jian turned around and looked at Gu Xun and the other two, signaling the three people to retreat. The fairy sword behind him singed faintly and the sword intention was flowing.

In an instant, the young man in white clothes seemed like a god!

A mound in the distance was accompanied by a loud bang, and a huge golden light hit the ground like a meteorite, splashing a hundred feet of gravel and dust.

After more than ten breaths, the fat man crawled out of the pit, patted the soil on his body cursingly, and ran to Gu Xiaoran, grinning: "Long time no see, Junior Sister Gu is getting more and more beautiful. Have you missed your senior brother these years? Hi, look at what I said, I must have thought about it!"

The girl in green skirt looked like a ghost, and looked at the fat man who was covered in golden light and like a ball in shock. After a long time of reaction, she widened her eyes and said, "You...you are Senior Brother Baoyue."

The fat man, who was obviously restrained and exposed his hands and feet, slapped his thighs and said, "No, Senior Brother, I have missed you to death for so many years. It would be like a day without seeing you again!"

Seeing Senior Brother Baoyue coming, Gu Xiaoran's heart, which was already hanging, finally slowly let go, talked to the duck with a little chicken, and said with a gentle smile: "Senior Brother Baoyue is much slimmer than before. If he returns to the sect, he may not recognize Teacher Chang and Brothers."

The fat golden man didn't care about the girl's words at all, or didn't listen to her mind at all, but saw the girl's gentle and virtuous look, and her eyes widened. This was the junior sister who had disappeared from sight and jumped up and down, even more raspy than an ordinary man.

They were originally ready to sacrifice their lust and let Gu Xiaoran look around him, pinch here, touch there, and chew at the same time, and try to see if he was covered in golden light, and was surprised and sighed: "It's so strange!"

Not far away, the battle is about to break out.

I saw a sword with a horizontal sword in my hand. I first let out a long breath and then slashed out with a sword.

There are no fancy sword techniques, nor are there extremely complicated gatherings. Even the immortal energy in the body is not flowing, only pure sword intent is permeated all over the body.

The sword rainbow rolled like a long dragon, sweeping across the world in an instant, sweeping towards Zhou Lin, who was headed.

Feeling the awe-inspiring sword intent, Zhou Lin was not as strong as Qiu's strong body, but he did not dodge or dodge at all.

An oval dragon-scale shield-like magic weapon was sacrificed, and as the immortal energy circulated, it rushed straight towards the sword light shot by the white rainbow.

The dragon scale shield was shining brightly, like a blue-armored war god. Zhou Lin's five fingers were hooked, pressing against the shield light, and was about to collide with the sword light. His palm magic tricks flowed and pushed out at the same time.

The thick immortal sword intent exploded, with the blue armored scale shield as one side, and the murderous intention ran away. The bluestones in the valleys of thousands of feet were all crushed into points, with gullies crisscrossing, and the fine sword marks wandered around like locusts, strangling into the void of heaven and earth.

The sword intent shot sharply, and the shield light stood like a wall in the void, rolling up the waves and slamming the shore.

Seeing the two men fighting fiercely in an instant, behind Zhou Lin, another Taisu Shenmen monk was not stagnant at all. At the same time, a huge hammer was sacrificed. Unlike ordinary monks, after the man with muscles was raising his body, he did not condense a towering hammer shadow like a mountain with the movement of the immortal energy. Instead, he had two, two, and three, and instantly turned into hundreds of exquisite hammer-like lights and shadows. The hammer mark seemed to be in the same mind as the strong man, and in an instant, formed a hammer-print killing formation.

Jian Yi frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that the three people in front of him were so skillful in cooperation, with a proper offense and defense, without any signs of confusion.

He flicked his fingers and said, "Kaitian" immortal sword was like ripples, pushing out layer by layer, and the sword intent was also like ripples, flowing with the ripples, turning into an original sword space, and there were signs of a celestial being who claimed to be a lineage.

With one hand, the white sleeves were like white clouds floating. Without the movement of the "Kaitian" immortal sword, a sword curtain was generated in the air, like a floating shadow, rolling towards the monk who sacrificed the dragon scale shield shadow. The latter was so powerful that the immortal energy was swelling with the long rainbow. Suddenly, the shield shadow and the sword curtain collided violently, and immediately flew backwards with a muffled groan.

Zhou Lin shouted angrily, his hands trembled, and the immortal energy all over his body was not exhausted. The seven-star immortal energy domain condensed, and the shield shadow flying backward stopped the decline. At the same time, the domain was like a wave, covering the sword's space, and tried to use the immortal energy and law domain that was one level higher than the realm to trap the sword for a lifetime, allowing the tiger to fall into the flat sun and the dragon to sink into the shallows.

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ps: Third update! Good night is here today!
Chapter completed!