MTL - Rebirth – City Cultivation

With the opening of the Beiqiong Tiangong, many guests of the ceremonies and the extraterrestrial Yuan Ying are on the verge of this, and this vast expanse of the gods is officially opened. This time, the number of Yuan Ying, who gathered in Beiqiong, exceeded 100.

The singer of the eternal ancestors of the three ancestors of the ancestral ancestors.

"It’s really sturdy. How many years have I abandoned the star field? I have never seen such a multi-infant baby gather together. Since I was seated in the past, I am afraid that there is no such thing." The second old man wearing middle-aged robes The ancestors looked around and sighed.

"Hey, this Beiqiong faction is really overbearing. It threatens who will not send someone to celebrate Chen Beixuan. Later, he will send troops to destroy his sect. He really wants to be the star of the lord, and the **** of the sun can return..." Dressed in a large red robe, the tall and burly three old ancestors. But when he had not finished, he was interrupted by the old elders who looked old:

"shut up!"

The chief ancestor of Luo Zongzong, with his white hair sparse, his face cold and extreme, angered: "You are looking for death, here is the cloud and mountains, the base camp of Beiqiong. Of course, mentioning the **** of the sun, you want me to Was it a flat land by Chen Beixuan between the days of Luo Zongzong?"

The three ancestors of the red robe were somewhat unremarkable, and they argued that they were the voices of the gods, and the outsiders could not hear them.

But he also knows a glimpse of the fact that he knows that Beiqiong sent Crouching Tiger Canglong. That Chen Beixuan said that he used the **** to recite the baby, and he was born to crack the Xinghai Shenzi. There are all kinds of means of using the mystery, even if the gods read the sound, they may not be insured.

"With regard to the information of that person, no one can mention it again. The four teachers have already followed him. I waited for the three to come to Beiqiong to observe the ceremony. I fell down and did not help each other. It was natural and safe." Words.

At this moment, Chen Fan did not have time to take care of them.

Jiuyi Shenying sits at the highest point of Beiqiongge, and Ah Xiu and Jiang Churan are all anxious: "Teacher, when will you arrive in the end? At the beginning of the ceremony, all the guests in the domain can be in the main hall."

"It doesn't matter, it's natural to come."

Chen Fan said faintly, got up and said: "Let's go, I will go see them first."

A Xiu several people did not hear the meaning of Chen Fan’s words, and hurriedly kept up. Only Jiang’s first glimpse, and there was a slight thought in his eyes.

...

Inside the main hall of Yunwu Mountain.

Chen Fan debuted and ignited the climax of the entire festival. Countless Yuan Yingtou, including the billions of people on earth, passed through this scene and looked at the supreme power of the sacred king.

"Chen Shenjun came out, his old man is really too young, and he looks like the 16-year-old boy." Jiang Hua lamented.

"Yes."

Ning Xin nodded beside him, looking at Chen Fan, who was wearing a formal black gown for the ceremony. The black robe was embroidered with the ancient Chinese twelve coats of arms, birds and beasts, mountains and lakes, sun and moon rivers, heads. With a quaint star crown, the star crown is cast by the prestige material 'Xingchen Yuanjing'. The twelve-digit infant strongman headed by Ampang Tianjun is refining for half a year. It is the top Tianbao with super Strong defense function.

Chen Fan is wearing a black robe, with a star crown on his head, and his face is crystal-clear, and his majesty is extremely majestic.

‘This is the **** 君? When I saw him in the past, it was just a normal handsome guy. Even if he later knew that he was a man of heaven, Chen Beixuan, his boyfriend, who could have imagined that one day he would be the first to lose the star field and become the first strongest under the stars? ‘Ning Xin’s heart burst into a groan.

Other audiences were shocked by Chen Fan’s majesty and couldn’t speak in front of the TV.

In contrast, many Yuan Ying monks in the main hall of Beiqiong are not only shocking but horrified. In their eyes, Chen Fan’s majesty is like a mountain, and his body is full of a sacred atmosphere that is different from the whole world. It is like the nine-day fairy Buddha Ling Chen, who is the master of the universe.

‘Don’t you be able to get a strong blessing from the heavens and the earth? "Lian Ampang Tianjun is stunned."

I haven't seen it for half a year. Chen Fan's breath is much deeper than before. Even a strong Yuan Ying can't pass the test.

However, they did not know that Chen Fanzhen was actually a Yuan Ying, and he evolved with his avatars. Naturally, he resonated with the laws of the whole world. At this moment, if the Son of God is still there, Jiuyi Shenying does not even need to display the "Shanhe Ding", and he can split him into two at a glance.

"The princes return to their place, the grand ceremony officially begins." The person in charge of the presiding is the eternal life from the ages of the eternal life to teach ‘Li Yuan’.

This time, there were twenty or thirty yuan infants, and the masters of the great Tianzong were almost homogeneous. Apart from Qi Tianjun, they were still trapped in the emperor's mountains. The Chinese elders arrived with the gods, the sages, the Qingshi Sanren, and the Wu family ancestor Wu Wending.

At this moment, the gods have been rehabilitated back to the peak of Jindan, shrouded in a chaos, the body shape is like a fairy, attracting countless Yuan Ying around the eyes. But she just looked at Chen Fan quietly.

After two or three years, Chen Fan has already been a great teacher in the field, and he has to take the place of the god.

And she was still trapped under Yuan Ying. For the first time, Shen Shen felt that the distance between herself and Chen Fan was so far away that the gap that could hardly be crossed could not be caught up with her life.

Not only her.

Wu Qingyan Wu Baisu sisters, Lin Wuhua three women, and even Wang Xuanlong, etc., feel the same.

Chen Fan at the moment, the depth of the temperament to the extreme, such as a deep and unpredictable water pool.

In contrast, Chinese elders, Qing Shi Sanren, etc., only excited. Several elders of the Chinese, such as Xu Elder, Qi Elder, and Li Elder, were all excited and shivering.

"How many years have passed since the death of Jiang Shenjun, Qi Tianjun led me to wait for the ancestors to travel far and wide, and thousands of years have passed, my Chinese finally waited until the day when the gods were born." Several elders and old tears.

In contrast, although Lao Qinglong and others are excited, they do not have the unforgettable shame of Chinese elders. They really came from the dark ages. In the northern cold frontier, even a dragon in the Jindan period of the district dared to bully the Chinese, and even threatened to destroy the Chinese. On the other hand, the Chinese nation on the earth, despite being trapped in the dark aliens and the Taichu Temple, has never really suffered.

"The elders are on my left hand."

Chen Fan saw them and spoke up, letting the few elders of the Chinese ethnic group stand on his side.

Although the nearly 100-yuan infant monk in the main hall was a glimpse, no one spoke. This is the glory they deserve. Thus, under the testimony of hundreds of millions of people, several of the only remaining elders, under the support of Lin Wuhua's three daughters, trembled to Chen Fan's side, straighten the waist, facing the whole earth and the attention of countless powerful.

Their strongest elders were only repaired by Jin Dan, but no one thought that they should not stand there.

The rise of a **** is a family, a sect, and a race.

In particular, Chen Fan is still so young, only in his thirties, if he breaks through the gods, he will live for another hundred thousand years. Many people have raised a realization in their hearts. I am afraid that in the endless years, they, as well as their sons, grandchildren, and even sons and grandchildren, will live under the rule of Chen Fan and the Beiqiong faction.

"I can't help it, I really can't help it."

Amber Tianjun slowly shook his head.

The two disciples of Xing Hu and Zhang Qihao standing in the main hall are equally earthy. Whether it is tall Xing Hu, or wearing a green robe, Zhang Kaihao, who looks young and beautiful, is sad from the heart.

Chen Fan’s general trend has been achieved, and the vengeance of Tianzhu’s pulse cannot be reported.

The second ancestor of Luo Zongzong is even more urgently eager to urge: "Master, find the four divisions quickly. If he follows the one with Chen Shenjun, it will be a dead end and will give me a desolate." The sect brought a big disaster."

Even the burly third ancestor, who is on the sidelines, is not open at the moment.

The vicissitudes of the old man are silent, and they are vacillating in their eyes. It is obviously fiercely struggling inside.

And at the moment.

Under the command of Li Yuan, the long-lived lord, the entire ceremony was officially started, and an ancient etiquette process was carried out. Most of the time, it quickly passed, without any omissions and problems.

Wait until the last one, when the ‘God’ will be crowned.

Li Yuan's routine practice:

"Who is there, is there any objection to Chen Shenjun's presence?"

He thought that this was just a passing question, including Lao Qinglong, Axiu and even hundreds of Yuan Ying in the temple. After all, Chen Fan’s general trend has become a threat to the major galaxies. Who dares to look for death and not open his eyes, and provoke Chen Fan?

But this time.

A voice is coming out:

"I object!"

The people in the hall were shocked at the same time, looking back.

...

now.

At the foot of Yunwu Mountain, Yangui is on the bank of the lake. Xinghai’s solo traveler Song Yufeng has a sleeve on his sleeve. Jiang Feifei, who is next to him, said faintly: “Let’s go, it’s time to leave.”

Jiang Feifei finally struggled: "Teacher, can't you really recover?"

Clouds and mountains, her aunt, her cousins, are still there, Jiang Feifei wants to do their best.

Song Yufeng shook his head: "The overall situation has been determined, countless sons, and the pieces of Xinghai's powers have fallen, this game, unless that Chen Beixuan is really a 'God', otherwise I will go, and can't turn over."

Speaking of this, Song Yifeng smiled and said: "Neither your teacher can see you die. The outsiders see that I have escaped from the hands of the longevity teacher, thinking that I have great strength, and I can work with the big wrench. But only your teacher is really powerful. If you have handed over your hand, you can know how powerful the gods are. If the long-lived **** does not know what to do behind me, I have already been slapped into a powder."

Jiang Feifei is completely ruthless.

She turned her head and looked at the clouds and mists, the fairy glory, the ruthlessness, the magnificent and magnificent Xianshan Pavilion, and the slightest sigh in the heart, who can think of it, this towering towering, will soon be on the North Qiong faction of the Xinghai, In a blink of an eye, will it be turned into a torch? The girl suddenly rang the word in the "Peach Blossom Fan" by Kong Shang:

‘Look at him from a tall building, seeing him banquet guests, seeing that his building is falling...’

PS: The first is more, and there are still more updates in the past two days. The author will write more 今^_^ tonight.