Chapter 167: Dust Nine Heavens

At the end of the towering palace, endless flashes of light fell from the sky, foggy, like a fog enveloping Chen Fan, even with the knowledge of God, it was difficult to see. Beside him, two pieces of silver copper of the same quality and origin collided and let out a deafening roar that covered ten places for nine days and shook the mountains.

"Buzz ......"

The bare low mountain is now covered in green vegetation, and its powerful vitality has shocked many practitioners. Almost at the same time, the spiritual veins of the surrounding mountains began to boil, the stars became hazy and poured out like the Milky Way, and countless glimmers appeared and melted on the bare mountains.

"This, what's going on!"

"The spiritual pulse of this region is contracting. What's going on?"

Many warriors exclaimed, at this moment, even with the naked eye, they could see that the surrounding mountains, with a flash of inspiration, entered the barrier blocking the periphery of the Dwarven Mountain Range. The side of the mountain is cracking, the vegetation on the mountain is gradually turning yellow, and its vitality is draining. On the other hand, it is completing the lowest peak in the center.

Hundreds of miles away, a white-haired old man stood in the void, surrounded by 3,000 worlds, and let out a huge breath. That is to say, at this moment, the old man suddenly turned around, and two bright rays of essence shot out of his eyes, piercing through a space and staring into the distance.

"Is there a God in this world?"

His eyes were cold, tearing through a space, going straight into it, disappearing into the void.

"The breath of God, and... Your Highness ......"

On the top of the highest mountain, a young man stood on it. A cold wind blew on his forehead and purple hair.

He looked young, but his eyes were deep and terrifying. His mouth was slightly aroused, with a hint of evil. The breeze blew, and he didn't move, but he disappeared silently, not knowing where he had gone.

At the foot of the bare low mountains, there seems to be a world of its own. At the end of the ladder, Chen Fan is cross-legged in the mysterious pond spring. His body was covered in countless runes, and the entire palace was completely illuminated, shimmering with mysterious lines, and a hazy thought permeated the entire space.

On his shoulder, two pieces of silver and copper fused together. There is no bright light to propagate, and no powerful force to propagate. But there was a vague heavenly voice that sounded in Chen Fan's heart. Before the birth of this world, it came slowly like a sacred spring, flashing in his flesh and blood.

"God... King?" Not far away, the blue girl stared at Chen Fan without blinking and muttered. But in the next moment, her delicate body trembled, looking into the distance through the towering palace. She stomped her foot hard and said, "Damn, why did those old fellows come so soon!"

In front of the sacred stage, Chen Fan was full of light. His God knows the sea. Thunder and lightning are intertwined. Two silver and bronze virtual shadows appear in the middle of heaven and earth. They swept away the blurry remnants of the image and seared it into the depths of his ocean of knowledge. The boiling sea of gods suddenly calmed down.

Two pieces of silver and copper are fused together without any gaps. They were hung on Chen Fan's head, and a fairy-like light fell from them. At the same time, Wang Lingquan, where Chen Fan was sitting, boiled into the sky and drowned him, gathering ten streams of spiritual energy, stirring up endless runes, all of which poured here.

"Oh my God, what is he doing!"

His Highness exclaimed, and on her shoulder, the hair of the snow-white demon beast was blown up by the wind, staring straight ahead. The palace began to shake, and the sacred lines engraved on it peeled off, gathering into a cloud of light filled with Taoist verses, circling towards Chen Fan like water.

"Boom ......"

As if without the support of these sacred lines, the hall began to shake, the walls of the hall collapsed, the ladders disappeared, and many places began to collapse. This space seemed to have been destroyed, and the white demon beast was so shocked that all the hair on its body exploded, and it was widely circulated at Chen Fan—and he felt deeply, very dissatisfied.

However, Chen Fan didn't feel it at the moment. The silver pieces of copper fused to his head, fused into one, shimmering with a hazy glow.

At this time, Chen Fanbao looked solemn and sat quietly by the sacred spring. Endless flashes poured in and drowned him. His internal organs resonate with each other, and his divine power is even greater. His accomplishments continued to improve, and the divine light outside his body flowed like a divine king.

"Buzz ......"

The silver and copper on his head trembled, and his figure suddenly became empty, as if it had merged into heaven and earth, but a powerful blood qi rushed up from the boundless sky, trying to break free, making this eternal palace even more turbulent and crumbling faster.

"Po ......"

On the periphery of the Divine Spring, the first spirit bead was shattered, and a light cloud cracked open and shot into Chen Fan's body. Then, the second one was shattered, the third, the fourth, until the nine spirit beads were completely shattered. This Wang Shenquan was finally exhausted, and all the spiritual power sank into Chen Fan's body and flowed into every inch of blood in his body.

"Boom ......"

A powerful force poured out of Chen Fan's body like a volcanic eruption. At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, the two essences disappeared, he clenched his fist gently, the small arc flashed on his fist, he felt a stronger force, the divine power flowed, the sea of knowledge was more solid, and the flesh was more terrifying.

He entered the ninth heaven of sleep dust!

Silver and bronze became one, still the same as before, disappearing from his eyes and hanging in the middle of Wang's mysterious colored lake. No matter what Chen Fan called it, it was useless and couldn't be taken out. His only feeling was that the combination of these two pieces of copper seemed to have a deeper power, vaguely giving him the illusion that this piece of silver and copper was larger than heaven and earth.

"This!"

He grew up, looked up at the front, and suddenly he was startled, and the whole palace began to collapse.

Without hesitation, the movements of his body disappeared from the sacred stage and appeared beside the girl in blue.

"Your Highness, hurry up, let's get out of here!"

He picked up the blue girl and put her on the platform again. The ancient words appeared in her eyes, and her right leg trembled slightly. This platform shines brightly, opening a light door in front. This is the only way out of the palace. As early as when the spirit bead broke, she poured into the ocean of his divine knowledge, and he wrote down the method of opening.

An earth-shattering roar came from behind, but none of this had anything to do with Chen Fan. He took one last look behind him, led the blue girl into the entrance made of sacred runes, and disappeared in an instant. When the light appeared to them again, they appeared in the primordial world, standing on the spiritual mountain.

"Boom ......"

The strong noise echoed, and Chen Fan lowered his head. Suddenly, he was taken aback. The mountains around the low mountain were sinking, and the smoke was reaching into the sky, losing his former spiritual power. The mysterious barrier outside this low mountain no longer exists. Bald Mountain seems to have reached the end of its cycle. It didn't shatter and crumble, but it dissipated like space and lost its shadow in the blink of an eye.

"It's them, and they're walking out in that direction!"

"Catch up, the treasure is in their hands, and they must not let go!"

Many repairmen still stayed in this place, and when they saw Chen Fan appear, they immediately drank it. Almost instantly, several figures rushed over. Among them, four elderly people are the fastest. One of them went a long way in an instant. He looked indifferent and raised his hand directly to Chen Fan to stop him.

"Humph!"

Chen Fan sneered. He held Her Royal Highness in one hand and held her in the other. He clenched his fists. Lightning strikes it and chooses to shake it vigorously.

"Bang ......"

The two shook at the same time and flew backwards at the same time.

Chen Fan couldn't help but be speechless, Ren Huang's strength was really terrifying, his body fell into a big mess, and a strong body like him could barely fight against a draw. However, he was surprised that the old man Ren Huang on the opposite side was even more surprised. He was almost stunned and looked at him in disbelief. The young man, who was only in his 20s, was able to shake with him with the strength of his body.

"Let's go and bring him down!"

Another voice came, and the other three Ren Huang border guards came over at the same time, all with indifferent expressions, staring at Chen Fan.

The place had completely collapsed, and they had reason to believe that Chen Fan possessed the treasure that was bred in it. At this time, the four major Ren Huang showed their magic weapons without reservation. They suddenly shook the sky, and many shocked cultivators retreated.

"Some old guys don't know how to learn their lessons!" Chen Fannuo was teasing.

With his current abilities, he can only compete with these people physically, at best. If he were a real force, he would only be defeated. He set his eyes on the snow-white demon beast. The latter understood, opened his mouth directly, and spewed out a gray demonic light. These four people startled Ren Huang and tried their best to resist, but they didn't dare to be careless.

Ren Huang is also divided into 369 people. Among these people, the most powerful was only in Ren Huang's Triple Heaven, but the snow-white demon beast was not. Chen Fan's conservative estimate was that it was definitely capable of being comparable to the pinnacle of Ren Huang's Triple Heaven. Because at the beginning, even Sheng Feng, who was about to enter the Xuan Immortal Realm, was very scared, unable to suppress it, and was seriously injured.

It can be said that the station of the Divine Peak Gate is completely because of the snow-white demon beast.

"Nine days of thunder!"

Chen Fan's mouth was very deep, and there was a sudden thunder flashing in the sky, and four huge lightning bolts slashed down without warning, cooperating with the white demon beast to submerge the four Ren Huang. Although the four gods thundered and did not harm them, they were able to fight for a short time, which was enough for Chen Fan to escape.

He took a magical step and took Thor tactics to the extreme. Suddenly, the sky and the earth were covered with purple electricity, like rain. He stepped into the ocean of Fang Lei Hai, a thousand zhang, and in the blink of an eye, he left behind the four great Ren Huang and many repairmen, and he could no longer see their shadows.

"Oh, run, those two old guys are here!"

His Highness hooked Chen Fan's neck and touched him with her little head.

Chen Fan was a little confused, but the next moment, he was dark and cold, and he felt that his bones were about to break.

Ahead, the gap cracked, and a white-haired old man appeared, staring at him coldly. Almost at the same time, a purple figure appeared, looking to be in his mid-twenties, but his eyes were deep and a little scary, making people's souls seem to be deeply immersed in them.

Chen Fan was shocked. In these two people, he felt a smell more terrible than that of the worst of his masters. They simply did not release mental stress. They didn't even have the slightest fluctuation of divine power. They just stood calmly in front of them, but they made Chen Fan's soul tremble and almost collapse.

"Your Highness, the outside world is too chaotic, you should go back......" The purple-haired man spoke, sinister.