MTL - Rebirth – City Cultivation

Ge Yi old man, the title of the **** of the gods, the **** of the sun, the seven emperors, Qin Jian, originally smiled at the face, now his face suddenly stiff, smile stuck in his face, watching Chen Fan kick his 70th The descendants of the three generations stepped on the meat sauce.

The tall, burly, elders from the early days of the gods, the eyes are half-baked.

The other major teachers are too elders, they are slightly surprised, looking to Chen Fan, I did not expect him to be so staunch. In contrast, everyone on the earth suddenly sinks into the heart.

"How can Chen Shenjun be so unwise? This Qin Feng is not dead, it is equivalent to the hostage in the hands, you can use this to talk slowly with the Sun God and the Seven Gods. Why do you step on it? This is completely cut off. Negotiation hopes."

There are extraterrestrial yuan and baby wrists.

"Yeah, the **** Qin Qin, but he wants to use a star as an exchange. His tone is sincere and sincere. Unlike Qin Feng and others, it is not a person who wants to start. It is obviously reasonable. It can be discussed slowly. "Another sorrower, also sighed."

"Yep."

Many monks from outside the world, such as Amber, and so on, shook their heads.

Even many of the North Qiong disciples, as well as the ordinary people on the earth, have some secrets in their hearts. The old man of Ge Yi’s performance is very good. He is completely like the old man. There is no such thing as a lot of aggressiveness. Many people raise their hopes in their hearts. Can they negotiate with these great schools outside the Xinghai. If you can not fight, naturally do not play the best.

In particular, Qin Dongmu, Xing Hu, Zhang Qihao and others, who were not very optimistic about Chen Fan, were forced to bow their heads under the pressure of Chen Fan. At this moment, there is no secret sneer.

"They are already enemies of life and death. Do you still expect these immortal gods to let us go? How is it possible?"

"It may not be impossible. These gods and you Beiqiong are enemies, but ordinary ordinary people with us are innocent and enemies. Moreover, the Qin **** king is a large number of liberals and loyal to the elders. Willing to forgive Beiqiong, Chen Shenjun does not accept, Also killing the other side's bloodline, this is not a face-to-face enmity, not endless?" Some people say yin and yang.

"Who? Who is talking about it?" A Xiu looked like a TV.

Many people immediately shut up.

Chen Fan was unsuccessful. Beiqiong is still the master of the earth. Even if it is a foreigner in the field, Axiu can also kill a sword. No one dares to touch her mold.

After suppressing everyone, Axiu looked up and looked a little dignified.

...

now.

Everyone's eyes converge on Chen Fan, not only the earth's billions of people, but also many abandoned monks in the field of appearance, even the Xinghai scattered repair, while looking at him.

"Kid, how can you not be afraid of death? Dare to be in our face and kill Qin Feng. Do you think that these old guys are not used, like those juniors can easily be crushed to death by you?" The skinny old man's eyes glanced.

"Chen Beixuan, you are too arrogant, I don't know how tall and thick, there are people outside the heavens." The old burly old man shook his head.

"Chen Daoyou, what do you mean by this?" Qin Jian also smiled on his face and looked like Pinghu Road.

"What else do you think? I thought that our old arms and old legs are not used. Oh, juniors, I am waiting for power beyond your imagination. Don't think that mana dare to ignore me and wait for the road to Huashen Avenue. On the road, you have just started, and we are all seniors who are ahead of you." The Promise is too embarrassed.

These elders, each of them lived for tens of thousands of years, even if they saw Chen Fan sweeping the power of the Seven Great Sons, they were only slightly horrified. The strong people they have witnessed in their lives, I don’t know how many. Although Chen Fan is strong, they also have their own reliance and are not afraid.

"Hey."

The figure of the mountains and rivers is in the hands of the beautiful women in the palace, and it trembles slightly.

In addition, every elders on the elders have different atmospheres, and those breaths are not inferior to the 'mountain and river maps', which is obviously the first-class.

Plus Yuan Yi’s ‘Bi Luo Shen Knife’.

There are at least seven quasi-presidents in the field! And it is still in the hands of the seven-step power of the seven-touch world.

"Hey."

These old people are stunned and swallowed.

Half-step power has not been born for many years, and many monks have long been unaware of their horror. Only a 20,000-year-old living like the Supreme Master and Ling Yun Dao, can only vaguely understand how powerful and powerful these old and undead strongmen are.

"If you kill, you will kill. He dares to violate the majesty of the deity, invade the Middle-earth, interfere with the deity of the deity, how is the deity killed? Not only him, including your sun **** and other great religions, the deity has sooner or later I will go to the door one day, and ask your lord how to manage the disciples." Chen Fan shoulders his hands and calms.

"Hurricane, all the teachers are all powerful, can they imagine that they can be imagined? Could it be thought that being a sacred monarch by a group of barbarians is really a god?" The Promise elders disdain.

"With the magic weapon suppression, he was detained with supernatural powers, let him kneel in front of the big powers, to see if he is still so arrogant now." Palace dress beautiful woman cold channel.

"Yes, since he does not know how to live and die, I will let him see the true majesty of the immortal great religion!"

"Boom!"

Seven breaths of breath, suddenly bursting from them.

Days in the sky, the stars and rivers, the magic flames swallow, the world emerges...

All kinds of inhomogeneities appear behind the seven elders, and their manifestations are slightly the same as the gods, but how many times more breath than they are? Especially the **** Qin Qin, he is behind the sun, Jin Hui, as if there is a big day rising from the sky, and the sun. Countless earth people only have two suns in the sky. The horrible power swept through the nine days and ten days, swaying the mountains and rivers, slap the stars like waves, and let hundreds of thousands of miles of the moon tremble slightly.

"Just by you?" Chen Fan bounced his fingers and looked pale.

"Without them, I am enough to kill you alone." The Promise of the Promise is sneer, stepping forward.

Hey!

A pair of Galaxy scrolls across the sky, separating the two circles, across Chen Fan and the seven elders, everyone looked up, only to feel the stars in the sky, there seems to be more than a galaxy.

Promise Galaxy map!

The Promise of the Promise, Wu Kai, condenses the **** of Jin Dan, the great supernatural power that has been exhibited. In this star map, each star represents a force of Jin Dan. There are hundreds of stars in Wu Kai’s star map. At this moment, there are thousands of stars in the star map, but the number is counted. Like a sand river flowing through the stars.

"Wu Kai is who you are?" Chen Fan looked at him.

"After the descendants of the family, I was expected to have another one after the Wan family, but it was broken by you. This kind of hatred, this seat should be calculated with you." He shot it with a palm, like a billion-star star-shaped Promise Galaxy map, and slammed into Chen Fan.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the entire starry sky seems to have been crushed, and a vast nine-day star is set in the universe, to crush the heavens. A galaxy that could not be imagined descended from the sky, with a huge horror of great horror, the space was broken and a huge black hole was formed. Wu Hongbo abandoned all the magical powers, and he pressed the people with great force. He wanted to crush Chen Fan and the red fruit.

Just one hit.

Wu Hongbo showed the horror of half-step power. Ten gods here, I am afraid that he will be crushed and crushed by a blow. This is not reasonable at all. It is pure power to suppress people. It can crush all the magical powers. It is worthwhile to step into the realm of the gods and the horror of half-step power.

"Humph."

Chen Fan snorted and glanced at his sleeves.

"Hey."

The void is torn.

Unimaginable mana, also slammed out. The majestic to the incredible fairy-hearted mana, turned into a colorful torrent in the void, rushing down, slamming thousands of miles, banging with Wu Hongbo, let the thousands of Jindan gather the Promise Galaxy, all born Truncate the barrier and block it in midair, dividing a clear dividing line in the universe.

On one side is a billions of stars, and on the other is a fairy.

"Some of you can bear it?"

Wu Hongbo is looking forward to it.

He used to be a Promise of the Promise. The painstakingly 'The Promise of the Stars River' has a long history of 50,000 years. The supernatural powers may not be the first among the people, but the mana is the best, but even the gods, Qin Qin, are not his. opponent. Unexpectedly, today, it was stopped by a district junior, and the faint and vigorous coming from the star map, even Wu Hongbo can not compete, how can he not be surprised?

"I'll try."

The skinny old man sneered, stepping out in one step, and his body shape was illusory to Chen Fan's body. A palm withered and thinned to the extreme, printed in the air, silently printed on Chen Fan's back.

The stencil is known for its invisible and invisible assassination.

This palm, even the half-step power can not hardly pick up.

"Boom."

However, Chen Fan took a shot and hit the back, and he was on the palm of the old man.

This palm is understated, and even the void does not stir up a little wave. However, the old and thin old man suddenly changed his face slightly, his body shape retreated several thousand feet backwards, and there was a trace of horror in the light. He did not expect Chen Fan’s mana to be so magnificent.

"I come."

"I am coming too."

Then, the palace girl, the tall and burly old man first shot, and Chen Fan exchanged a blow. They have been practicing for tens of thousands of years, but they still marvel at Chen Fan’s unbelievable mana.

Although Chen Fan only uses the most basic power of the Yuan Ying, it still makes these elders too light and dignified.

"I can resist this, and I want to kill me?"

Chen Fan sneered.

"Chen Daoyou, I may not be able to help you, but you only have one person, even if you can stop me, how can you shelter the entire Middle Saturn?" Ge Yi old man suddenly smiled.

Chen Fan’s light was cold and he looked back.

I saw it very much, and followed the three gods behind the Ge Yi old man, and Yuan Yi, who had already taken the quasi-god to kill the ‘Earth.’ The target is awe-inspiring in the Qiongqiong Temple!