"Don't delay, kill!"

"Kill!"

"Boom!"

And the next moment.

There was almost no delay, and with a loud shout from a Returning Void True Monarch in the Barbarian Ancient Temple, in the eyes of thousands of monks watching the battle in the distance, a terrifying scene arose.

This moment.

Chen Liuyun stood above the sky, in front of him, there were dozens of Returning to the Void True Monarchs from a group of foundation-level forces and a few top-level forces, and a little further out, there were more than 30,000 avatar gods, or wearing armor, or stepping on flying swords, or holding weapons, enveloping him like a frenzy, and, almost at the same time, above everyone's bodies, the true yuan surged, the runes flickered, and the divine power swept through, and I saw that countless rays of light blasted towards Chen Fan.

In the meantime, there are visions, supernatural powers, weapons, talismans, and formations......

But no matter what it was, at this moment, no one could see clearly what existed, everyone could only see it, as if a world of light and strange 6 miles was rushing towards Chen Fan, exuding thousands of breaths, as if they were going to suppress him directly!

"Click, click, click!"

Chen Fan hasn't done it yet.

The void around him directly became dust, and huge black cracks, centered on the soles of his feet, spread wildly to the surrounding heaven and earth, and even those that penetrated the thousands of feet of the sky, looking from a distance, as if the void he stood in had been broken out of thin air.

"This ......" is not only here, as the True Yuan frenzy surged towards him like a tornado, starting from the core of the Ancient Demon Domain, the depths of the entire Ancient Demon Domain trembled violently, and some of the monsters that were extremely bloody before were afraid and hibernated.

"This ......"

And among the mountains in the distance.

Looking at the picture that shook the heavens and the earth, whether it was Lin Xuechan and the four of them, the Taiqing Holy Maiden, the Shepherd Xiao and others, or the monks who were watching the battle, they were all cold at the moment, and their faces were endlessly shocked.

Their attitudes towards Chen Fan were different, and their expectations for the outcome of this battle were diametrically opposed, but at this moment, in the face of the monstrous blow of the 30,000 army, even Yuguang, who was the most resentful of Chen Fan, was gasping for a while.

"Squeak!" When he saw that the frenzy was about to overwhelm Chen Fan, he and Mu Yunxuan reacted, and suddenly showed endless anticipation.

"So what?"

But it's just now.

The whole world was shaken.

Because of the sky, the center of the frenzy, staring at the surrounding True Yuan Storm, Chen Fan's complexion was extremely calm, and then, he closed his eyes gently, and when he opened them again, without a trace of hesitation, his right hand pushed forward violently. x8

"Woo woo!" In the next moment, everyone only saw that behind Chen Fan, a monstrous black shadow with three heads and six arms and a hideous face appeared, which was the magic skill that had been used to deal with the demon tide before, it was a hundred feet tall, and as soon as it appeared, it opened its mouth and inhaled, and suddenly in the shocked eyes of everyone, it was like a whale swallowing, sucking the furious true yuan around Chen Fan into his mouth, and at the same time, with Chen Fan's right hand pressing down.

It's also a two-handed press!

"Bang bang bang!" Suddenly, a pair of demonic mist giant palms appeared, bombarding Chen Fan's surroundings fiercely, huge as a sea of clouds, and wherever he passed, whether it was the True Monarch of Returning to the Void or the power of transforming the gods, all of them were like being struck by lightning, flying out upside down.

"Squeak!"

Just after more than a dozen breaths.

Above the sky, the army of 30,000 was like ink falling into the water, gathering at one point at the beginning, but at this moment it was blown away and scattered, in the sky, only Chen Fan was left, behind him, the monster was still chewing, it was actually a matter of all the attacks regardless of the true element, talisman, and weapon, until a long time later, it slowly dissipated.

"How is that possible?"

And see this scene.

Even among the various foundation-level forces, many Returning to the Void True Monarch were all frightened, and the Ghost Netherworld Heavenly Sect's first eagle-hooked nose Returning to the Void Mid-Stage True Monarch shouted in shock.

His name is the Nine Immortals True Monarch, faintly, he and the Sword Shen True Monarch who presided over the Sword Array and the Hanging Heaven Sword Pavilion before, the gray-robed elder of the Ancient Demon Heavenly Sect, the Void Ink True Monarch is the strongest among the dozens of Returning Void True Monarchs in this place, of course, this is only the strength on the surface, at least everyone faintly feels that among the remaining people and horses of the Yin Yang Sect, there is a curled Elder whose strength is not inferior to the three of them, looking at Chen Fan's gaze is extremely cold, but he did not take the initiative to attack alone for a while.

But at this time, their faces were all shocked.

Behind him, the power of 30,000 gods was as white as paper, not because he was hit hard by a blow, but more because of the shock in his heart: dozens of Returning to the Void True Monarch and 30,000 troops, attacking at the same time, still couldn't help Chen Liuyun, and it was difficult to pick up his edge!

"How powerful is he?" On the mountain peak in the distance, Feng Yiyu covered his red lips with his hands, revealing his snow-white wrists, his beautiful eyes flashed, and he looked gorgeous, but he exclaimed in surprise, making Qu Huaixian, the young master of the Xia clan and others on the side have different complexions.

"Give it to me!"

And yet on the firmament.

Defeat an army of 30,000 monks in one move.

Chen Fan didn't pause at all, he stepped out, and his hands slammed forward, striking out countless chains of order gods intertwined in the void in front of him, and at the same time, he shouted loudly.

"What!" And then, under the shocked gaze of the thirty-thousand-strong army and even the Returning Void True Monarch, the void in front of Chen Fan trembled violently, and then, a world of flames seemed to be hidden under the air, and suddenly appeared at this moment, during which the flames were nine-colored, shaped like lotus, like a chain, like a beast...... Thousands of changes, all of them exuded a violent scorching intent, devouring tens of thousands of monks, as if they wanted to drown everyone with this sea of fire.

"Kill!"

"Break it for me!"

Immediately.

None of the monks had the slightest hesitation, and they all launched a terrifying attack in an instant, slapping towards the world of flames, and for a while, it was a violent ocean of visions, supernatural powers, and weapons.

"How is that possible?" However, what made the faces of Mu Yunxuan and the others in the distance stiffen, this time, although Chen Fan still failed to kill everyone, where the flames flew, hundreds of monks were directly turned into ashes, and compared to just now, the balance of the battle tilted in his favor again.

"Everyone, help the old man!"

However, this time, in the next moment after the confrontation between the two sides, the group of Returning to the Void True Monarch did not hesitate at all, and reacted quickly, the sword Shen Zhenjun of the Hanging Heaven Sword Pavilion shouted loudly, and the runes in his hand flickered, and he saw that the sword formation that he and the remaining thirty or so Returning Void True Monarchs used to attack the Immortal Venerable Forbidden Area rose to the sky again, and nine hundred and ninety-nine sharp swords were suspended in Chen Fan's four directions, forming a vast sword formation, and suppressed Chen Fan.

"Whoa!"

The scariest thing is.

At the same moment, whether it was dozens of Returning to the Void True Monarch or more than 30,000 Transformation God Cultivators, no one hesitated, all of them waved their hands, and swept into it with a Dao Majestic True Yuan, and in an instant, the entire vast sword array almost expanded dozens of times again, and before they reached Chen Fan's front, the sword light in the middle had already cut through the endless space, and even the sword sound sounded on the Qianzhang Qing Underworld.

"Sect Master, be careful!"

"This ......"

"Isn't it possible to kill Chen Liuyun even if you can't do that?"

See here.

Among the mountain peaks in the distance, Lin Xuechan and the four of them couldn't help but clench their hands, the eyes of Feng Yi, Taiqing Holy Maiden and others flickered, while Mu Yunxuan and others had gloomy faces, and their eyes were full of intense expectation.

"Such a clumsy sword formation, dare to use it to kill me!"

But everyone is not allowed to think too much, above the sky, seeing the huge sword array blasting towards him, making the surrounding void filled with sword rays, Chen Fan smiled, and then, in the gloomy face of Jian Shen Zhenjun and others, he said softly:

"The sword comes. ”

"Zheng!" As soon as the words fell, before everyone could react, Jian Shen Zhenjun almost jumped up out of thin air as if a snake had been hit by someone seven inches, and suddenly looked at Qianzhang Qingming, and when everyone followed his eyes, they saw such a scene: Above Qianzhang Qingming, a crack suddenly emerged, and from it, a pitch-black sword fell from the sky, as thin as a cicada's wings, and it didn't seem to have much of an ordinary.

However, when it volleyed into the air, everyone was shocked to see that a thousand zhang sword rays were pulled out, as if a wound had really cracked between heaven and earth, and the sharp sword bombarded the sword array, the vast sword array was shattered like tofu, and the endless sword light dissipated, only a black sword passed through the sky, pouring down thousands of sword lights, and harvesting hundreds of heads again.

"Woo. ”

So far.

Whether it was Chen Fan or tens of thousands of troops, there was no action for a while.

Heaven and earth, in the midst of this great battle, it was so quiet that you could hear the wind howling!

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