Ancient trees are thick, but they are very inhospitable. The trunks were covered with cracks, as if they would die in the next moment. However, despite this, it has always been alive and there is a sense of vicissitudes around it.

Chen Fanli stood three meters away from the ancient wood, his eyes faintly flashing with silver light, and invisible traces of light scattered around the soles of his feet. He uses Taoist scriptures and divinity to move the earth and discover the secrets of this ancient forest.

"What's going on?"

After a while, he frowned slightly.

The Taoist scriptures are all-encompassing, and there is a top-secret method of moving mountains and rivers. Chen Fan also mastered magic to a certain extent. However, to his disappointment, he didn't find anything after the surgery.

"Don't stand there, Brother Knife. It's useless. The time for the peach blossoms to bloom has just passed. It didn't take long, ten years passed. If you want to find the charm of peaches, you have to wait. ”

Someone opened his mouth and kindly reminded him.

Chen Fan has been standing in this place for a long time. Naturally, he attracted the attention of some nearby repairmen. They all thought that he wanted to learn about Taoism in this place. Many giggled disapprovingly and shook their heads.

Chen Fan turned around and nodded to the repairman who had opened his mouth to remind him. However, when he turned his head again, he fell silent. He was still staring at the old woods that were full of life, and he was taking steps forward.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice rang out in the sky and exploded.

In the distance, an old man in a cloth suit stood in the air and stopped Chen Fan.

Chen Fan's body shook slightly, but it returned to normal after a while. He glanced at the old man who was walking through the clearing in the distance. Then, he withdrew from the steps he was about to take and returned to his previous position, staring ahead again.

The ancient tree of Xiantao is extraordinary. It is said to be a sacred tree left over from ancient times. Therefore, it is natural that it will receive special attention. Generations of powerful practitioners have guarded it, allowing people to watch the Enlightenment nearby, but not too close.

The old man in the cloth robe looked ordinary, his eyes cloudy, but his achievements were unfathomable. After seeing Chen Fan retreat, he didn't say anything. His figure dissipated like air, as if it had never been seen before. Many repairmen were terrified.

"Is it true that you can only see the painting ten years apart?"

Chen Fan shot himself.

He now has a strong understanding of God, which can be compared to Ren Huang's powerful presence. However, even then, he still did not find anything, and many magic tricks were useless to capture the old picture.

"Forget it, it's okay......"

Finally, he turned away and no longer stayed in this place.

However, at this time, he had just walked out of the room. The silver copper in his body suddenly trembled, and a soft light ripple that could not be seen caused him to tremble, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed dramatically.

"Boom ......"

The vibrant old timber is gone, and so are the repairmen who came and went. At this moment, Chen Fan was horrified to find that he was in a hazy starry sky, with many people around, and his body was surrounded by divine light, threatening people.

He saw the stars crumbling, the sky crumbling, the earth sinking, the mountains crumbling, the corpses falling like raindrops, and the blood staining the whole sky red, turning red.

"This ...... This...... Here......"

Rao is Chen Fan is bold, but at this moment, he can't help but feel a chill on his back, cold sweat flows, his lips even tremble a little, it is very scary, he feels as if his soul is about to crack, and he will be crushed by the endless fighting spirit.

Terrible battles, the starry sky is like a battlefield!

Chen Fan was shocked. The photo he had initially seen finally reappeared. However, this time they were very thorough and clear. He seemed to be in the vastness of an ancient battlefield.

Endless ancient soldiers fly under the stars, each one imbued with terrifying power that can destroy everything, like a demon dragon full of teeth and claws. The terrifying power was enough to easily shatter the sky of the Great Dao.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, in the deeper part of the battlefield, an extremely vast blood qi rose into the sky, and the fluctuation was so terrifying that its appearance dimmed the endless stars, and the huge stars turned into darkness in an instant.

A hazy tall figure rushed up, walking towards the higher sky step by step, the glory of its whole body filled the air, making heaven and earth surrender, so that all silence, all in front of this figure would be eclipsed.

"Brahma!"

These two words resounded through the sky and the earth, shook the nine heavens of the underworld, and dealt a blow to the sky. The terrifying force shattered everything around it in an instant. Dozens of ancient stars turned into dust in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

The power of the extreme is infinite, as if this piece of heaven and earth cannot carry one-ten-thousandth of it.

"Poof!"

All the pictures disappeared because the appearance of this force suddenly collapsed.

"Ahem......"

Seeing this vibrant old tree again, Chen Fan opened his mouth and coughed Xie Jing, sweat soaked his back, Qi Jing all over his body seemed to be evacuated, his face became pale, and he almost fell to the ground on the spot.

"What happened?"

"It can't be a demon, right?!"

There were many repairmen nearby who widened their eyes when they saw this behind the scenes.

Naturally, they did not see the horrific images one by one, nor did they hear the frightened and deafening sounds. They just saw Chen Fanli trembling in front of the ancient tree, and then began to cough up blood, their clothes soaked with sweat.

"I've already said I can't do it. Brother Dao, you can't hold on any longer. It's not good!"

The repairman who had spoken not so long ago made another loud noise.

Chen Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his student jumped up and stared at the old tree in front of him for a long time. After all, he turned away and quickly disappeared into the place. As he leaves, he expresses his gratitude to the practitioners who have reminded him twice with his powerful divine knowledge.

In the distant sky, the ordinary old man in a cloth robe reappeared, staring at Chen Fan's back as he left. His cloudy old eyes suddenly erupted with fiery Shinto light, and even his body trembled slightly.

"Reincarnation..."

The ethereal voice echoed in the void, and with a slight whimper, the clothed old man disappeared again.

In the crowded crowd, Chen Fan walked aimlessly, and suddenly felt very annoyed in his heart. The two big words had been echoing in his heart for a long time, like a magic drum trembling.

Brahma!

These are the two words that were drunk like a man in heaven on the screen not long ago.

It was the first time he had heard these two words, but I don't know why, for these two words, he had a very disgusting feeling from the bottom of his heart, like an allergy to something, from an instinctive disgust.

"What's going on?!"

Chen Fan was a little annoyed, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a sneer rang out, which made him a little sober.

A group of young people appeared in front of them, and everyone was beautiful and outstanding. But most of all, they all have a faint streamer on them. Obviously, they are not ordinary people, but powerful practitioners.

Chen Fan raised his head and looked at the group of men with a straight face. When he saw the young man in front of him, he was a little surprised, he didn't expect to see a slightly familiar face.

"It's you. What do you want?"

He asked gently.

The young man's name was Mo Xing. When he accompanied Mu Xiaoxiao and the others to this place to see the peach blossoms, this person used to harass Mu Xiaoxiao. He beat him so hard that not only did he not stop, but he also brought a group of people to kill him. As a result, he was crippled.

"Why?"?, what do you want to do, hahaha......" Mo Xing's face was full of resentment and murderous intent, and he sneered: "Ben Gongzi has been waiting for you here for a long time, a few months, do you think I want to do something.31xs.?"

A few months ago, his hands and legs were shattered by Chen Fan with the power of the Diamond Sutra, and he paid a huge price to recover. In the process of recovery, because the power of the Diamond Sutra remained in his flesh and blood, he suffered a lot and hated Chen Fan very much.

Behind the young man, the rest of the people sneered, and they all stared at Chen Fan.

Among them, on the sixth day of the lowest cultivation of Sleep Dust, there were three people who reached the peak of Sleep Dust, which can be said to be a very powerful force, without Chen Fan's gaze, his face was full of disdain.

Not far away, many cultivators stopped and looked at the group of people standing in front of Chen Fan. They all watched in awe because they were all disciples of the inner sect of the Luo Yue Sect. The most important thing is that Mo Xing is a great ancestor, he is the grandparent of an elder of Luo Yuezong.

"I don't know what you want to do, and I don't want to know. I only know one thing. If you don't get out of my eyes in three breaths, then you want to force me to do something. ”

Chen Fan's indifferent opening remarks.

"What are you forced to do?" Mo Xing laughed uncontrollably, his face full of sarcasm. Then he was again covered up by hatred and murder. He smiled coldly: "Little brute, to be honest, you don't want to leave alive today. My grandfather is now in the city. You say what you can do, you can only die!"

"What?!"

"Fall on the Elders, this ......"

"This man is miserable, ah......"

The nearby repairmen were shocked again, and they all looked at Chen Fan.

They didn't know why the young man in the white coat had offended the gentleman Mo Ming, but at this time they all came up with the same idea, that is, this man was dead, and he would die a terrible death.

Let's not talk about the elders who fell on this monster, but this group of people in front of them is not something that ordinary people can provoke, Sanchen has reached the peak of a powerful existence, in the younger generation, how many people can resist?

"There's still some breathing time ......"

Chen Fan's words rang again.

His voice was flat, but it made the hearts of many tremble.

"You really don't want to do that, do you?"

"Impossible, this ......"

Many cultivators stared ahead with wide eyes and disbelief. You know, this group of people is currently an inner disciple of the Autumn Moon Sect. One of them is even more terrible, because he is supposed to teach the elders of the pro-grandchildren.

And the most important thing is that the elders are now in this city, the existence of the rank number, within a thousand zhang, can not hide its eyes and ears at all, does this white boy want to be good to his disciples and grandchildren in front of Ren Huang's statue?!