Chapter 882: Return to the Northern Cold Region (First Update)

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At the junction of the various domains, which occupies a radius of 100,000 miles, the sky is full of spatial gaps, and from time to time, demonic beasts descend on the Burial Heaven Plain through the gaps. After the two realms peaks disappeared, this place was inaccessible, and no outsiders easily set foot on it, becoming a desolate and dangerous place.

But at this time.

The original location of the Two Realms Peak was suddenly pulled out of thin air with a huge opening. A teenager with his hands behind his back stepped out of it, with black hair and black eyes, calmly.

Behind the young man, another burly and tall old man stumbled a little and followed in a panic.

"What are you afraid of? A mere spatial passage scares you?"

Chen Fan said lightly.

"It's the villain's fault, let the real gentleman laugh, the villain is guilty. The old man grimaced and nodded.

This white-haired old man is none other than Zhao Juexian, the king of the Northern Cold.

It's just that at this time, it was the Sword Monarch, Tianzu and the others who came, and they almost couldn't recognize him. Zhao Juexian, who was originally high-spirited and dominated the world, became a rickety old man, with gray hair, an aging face, and a cautious appearance, just like an old servant.

In fact, in the past three years, Zhao Juexian has indeed lived in a nightmare.

Chen Fan had a grudge against him for killing his son, and even slaughtered most of the Northern Han royal family, almost killing him. Zhao Juexian didn't want to swallow Chen Fan's flesh all the time. But he didn't dare!

For three years.

Zhao Juexian witnessed with his own eyes that Chen Fan became stronger day by day. Originally, some traces could still be faintly seen, but later, Chen Fan had become unfathomable and unfathomable. Zhao Juexian even suspected that he might not even be able to stop Chen Fan with a finger.

Therefore, Zhao Juexian was cautious and walked on thin ice, for fear that Chen Fan would be in a bad mood and crush him.

"However, the true monarch's mana is indeed vast, and with a single sword, he can break through the void, cut out a passage in the vast chaotic space, and directly step into the heavenly desolation from the peak of the two realms. This kind of mana is the legendary Yuanying Heavenly Monarch, and that's it. ”

Zhao Juexian praised.

Thinking of Chen Fan's previous sword, he was still shocked.

In the past three years, the Two Realms Peak has long been drifting far away from the Heavenly Desolation. In the chaotic space where countless space debris and creatures are rampant, it can almost be described as killing and dangerous. is the pinnacle of Jindan Zhenjun, and he is dead here. But Chen Fan split the chaos with a sword, smashing the void and carving out a passage.

It was like Moses dividing the sea with one finger, from one side of the sea to the other.

This kind of supernatural power simply made Zhao Juexian dumbfounded. If he is allowed to come, I am afraid that at most he will cut out a passage of dozens of zhang, and the person will be crushed by the space storm.

"This bit of mana of mine is far from my clan's Qi Tianjun, the divine power of sword breaking the heavenly path. Chen Fan said calmly.

Smelling Qi Tianjun's name, Zhao Juexian's figure was slightly calm, and a trace of ugliness appeared on his face, but he quickly recovered.

Chen Fan caught it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, but he didn't break it.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to the Northern Cold Regions to have a look. ”

Chen Fan waved his sleeves, covered Zhao Juexian, and stepped out, and he was thousands of miles away. Many spatial cracks, to Chen Fan, are like non-existent versions. He walked unhurriedly like this, and in just half an hour, he left the Burial Heaven Plain and rushed to the northern cold region.

It's not just half a day.

Chen Fan reached the front of the Northern Han King City.

This towering royal capital, covering an area of 100 miles and a population of 10 million, was originally cut in two by Chen Fan's sword, and was damaged countless times in the war. But three years later, it has been restored and restored to its original glory.

Chen Fan took Zhao Juexian and walked step by step in the royal capital.

The monks around him, shoulder to shoulder. From time to time, there were lights flying in the sky, and on both sides of the street, huge spiritual maps shone brightly. A prosperous appearance. Finally, the two walked in front of the Heaven Swallowing King's Palace.

"Revisiting the old place, what do your highnesses think?"

Chen Fan took his hand, looked up, and said casually.

"In front of the true monarch, how dare the villain be called His Royal Highness. The villain is just a slave of the true king. Zhao Juexian leaned on his body, sincerely frightened, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a trace of humiliation.

At this time, the guards guarding the gate came to drive them away:

"This is the forbidden place of the palace, no one is allowed to set foot in it, why don't you leave quickly?"

The guards of the palace also have Shenhai cultivators, wearing spiritual armor and holding spiritual soldiers in their hands, majestic and in groups. Ordinary monks don't dare to provoke at all.

"As soon as I made a report, I told the Great Elder of the Chinese Clan that Chen Beixuan was back. ”

Chen Fan put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Poof. ”

A tall guard next to him sneered:

"How can there be any Chinese Great Elder? That Xie Changying was driven back to Yanzhou by His Majesty the God King two years ago. If it weren't for Chen Zhenjun's face, His Majesty the God King would have slaughtered the Chinese people a long time ago. The one who is now sitting in the palace is the new domain lord of my Northern Cold Domain, His Royal Highness the Red Jiao King!"

"Those who dare to pretend to be Chen Zhenjun, we meet dozens of them every year. Now the moat of the royal city is almost filled with the corpses of you people. The original guard said coldly.

"Your Majesty the God King, rush back to Yanzhou, King Chijiao?"

Hearing these three names, Chen Fan frowned slightly.

He released his divine thoughts, which instantly enveloped the entire royal city. Sure enough, I sensed that in the depths of the royal capital, there was a breath of red flame like fire. That breath carries the genus of Jiaolong, and it is a great true monarch in the late stage of Jindan, and it should be the Red Jiao King.

But in addition to the Red Jiao King, there are two faint auras lurking. Those two obscure breaths, with a hint of blood, obviously practiced bloodline exercises, in terms of cultivation, they were not slightly weaker than the Red Jiao King, and they were also in the late stage of Jindan.

But no matter the Red Jiao King and the other two Great True Monarchs, in Chen Fan's eyes, they were all like ants. What made Chen Fan really scruple was the people behind them.

"Zhenjun, what are we going to do?"

Zhao Juexian asked in a low voice.

"Let's leave first and find out the news. ”

Chen Fan replied calmly.

Next, the two walked in the royal city. With the cultivation of Chen Fan and Zhao Juexian, divine thoughts shrouded all directions, and almost any information could not escape the ears of the two.

Soon, what happened in the past three years was presented in front of Chen Fan's eyes.

When Chen Fan just left, the major caves, strong clans, and families didn't dare to move. Facing Xie Changying, who was holding the Heaven Interception Sword, even the Red Jiao King, the Ling Family Ancestor and others were respectful.

But about two years ago, after the news that the Northern Han King, Chen Fan, Takong Ancestor and others had fallen to the Two Realms Peak. The Northern Cold Region began to be unstable, and several Great True Monarchs were ready to move. Immediately afterwards, a powerful force suddenly invaded the Northern Cold Region.

That force is called the Blood God Cult, and it is very powerful, not only attacking the Northern Cold Domain, but also sweeping through the surrounding five regions. The Shepherd King, the Sky Stepping Ancestor and others were killed by Chen Fan, and there were no peak powerhouses in the surrounding five domains, so they gradually fell into the hands of the Blood God Sect. King Chijiao and others also surrendered one after another.

The Sect Master's 'Blood God King' is especially powerful.

As soon as he made a move, he defeated Xie Changying, if it weren't for the fear of Zhun Tianbao and Chen Fan. I'm afraid that Xie Changying may not be able to retreat from the royal capital with her whole body. Now the Chinese are cowering in the ancient Chinese city, resisting the attack of the Blood God Cult.

"Have you heard of this Blood God Sect?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and he asked quietly.

"Its real name should be 'Blood Demon Dao', and it is a demonic force entrenched in the Far North, occupying three wastelands. There are ten Great True Monarch-level elders in the sect who wanted to invade our Five Domains back then, but were repelled by my father. I didn't expect to dare to attack today. Zhao Juexian said respectfully.

"A little demon sect dares to bully my Chinese people?" Chen Fan sneered. "Zhao Juexian, you go and arrest the Red Jiao King and those two Blood God Sect envoys, the deity has to ask, who gave that Blood God King the courage to provoke me Chen. ”

When Zhao Juexian heard this, he hesitated:

"True Monarch, the Blood God King was repelled by my father back then. But if I live to this point, I am afraid I will have to be three or four thousand years old. Such a character, even if he is not a Heavenly Monarch, I am afraid that it is not far away, and he may not be much weaker than the Ancient Demon Saint Son. ”

"Huh. ”

Chen Fan sneered, a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "What if it's the Heavenly Monarch? ”

Zhao Juexian was shocked and hurriedly bowed his head and agreed.

Next, I saw Zhao Juexian rising into the sky, turning into a sky-swallowing python and rushing into the palace. The palace was in chaos, and the sound of a dragon's angry roar and two other blood-colored rays rushed up.

But with the strength of the Red Jiao King and the two Blood God Sect envoys, how could they be Zhao Juexian's opponents?

Zhao Juexian is the dignified King of the Northern Han, the lord of a domain, and directly refers to the existence of the immortal list. Soon, Zhao Juexian grabbed a half-dead red Jiao with scaly wounds all over his body, and returned to Chen Fan with an old man in a black robe, and said ashamedly:

"Zhenjun, the villain only captured these two, and there was also a Blood God Sect envoy who fled, and the villain immediately went to chase after him. ”

The black-robed old man who was caught laughed:

"It's useless, my companion has already launched the 'Six Extremes Blood Escape Technique', which can escape millions of miles in a day. Even if it crosses the northern cold region, it will only take half a day. Zhao Juexian, I don't know how you came back from the Two Realms Peak, but wait for His Majesty the God King to avenge us. His Majesty the God King has already cultivated the 'Blood God Heavenly Skill', and now he is only half a step away from the Yuan Infant..."

Before he finished speaking, he was crushed by the angry Zhao Juexian.

"Waste. ”

Chen Fan snorted coldly, causing Zhao Juexian's face to stiffen.

Immediately afterward, Chen Fan raised his head, looked through the void with his eyes away from the fire, and saw that thousands of miles away, sure enough, there was a blood shadow fleeing in a hurry. The blood shadow obviously used forbidden spells, and its speed was extremely fast, reaching hundreds of times the speed of sound, and if he was given another hour, he could escape 100,000 kilometers.

In the horrified eyes of the crowd.

Chen Fan gently stretched out his hand and grabbed it into the void.

"Come back. ”

Click!

The void was torn, and Chen Fan's hand penetrated the endless space, probed thousands of miles away, turned into a golden giant palm, gently pinched the fleeing blood shadow, and then pulled it in front of him.

The end of a thousand miles is close at hand.

"This?"

I saw this scene in front of me.

The black-robed old man who was shouting was completely stuck, looking at Chen Fan and the blood shadow in his hand dumbfounded, stunned, unable to believe it.