The purple mite was chaotic, and the son of the ghost clan was beheaded, which made the pulse of the ghost clan rage. On this day, more than a dozen powerful Sanqing series rushed out of the Ghost Valley, and Ziwei was everywhere looking for Chen Fan's whereabouts, and the terrifying outflanking shrouded the entire pale

Dome.

"Humph!"

On a mountain in the wilderness, Chen Fan sneered again and again.

No matter how strong Sanqing is, as long as he wants to hide, Monk Sanqing can't find him. At this time, he was surrounded by ten flags, and they cut off all contact with the outside world, and the Sanqing monk could not sense it

We're here.

"Keeping up with the times......"

His eyes gleamed with gold, and he pondered what to do next on Wushan. Three incognito families wanted to kill him, and several ancient families also regarded him as public enemies, especially the Ghost Family, hoping to kill him for thousands of dollars.

Cut.

Half an hour later, he was sitting cross-legged in the same place.

He set up dozens of prohibitions around him, plus ten flags sent by Ihiko. His breath could only exist in a six-pointed star array of ten flags. The injunctions he imposes can be imposed

To a large extent, the guardians themselves, as long as the general fierce beast triggers the ban, there is absolutely no good fruit to eat.

He wants to find out the truth here!

In the battle against the young monarch, especially a strong man like the ghost clan Yinzi, the emperor of the ghost clan can be compared to each other in the same realm, controlling the most powerful force that the ghost emperor originally controlled. For him, the First World War

It has an extraordinary significance, better than tens of millions of battles with ordinary Ren Huang.

At this time, Purple MSI...

"Kill!"

"Find the ant for the king!

More than a dozen powerhouses of the Sanqing series of the ghost family were born, full of purple mstars tracking Chen Fan's whereabouts, and the terrifying outflanking and mighty forty grandfathers made many monks tremble and frightened, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

In just one day, the world of the monastery is filled with ghosts and the shadows of the powerful. The thick, cold, and strong aura rolled in like a flood that scared the monks of the tribe so that they would not accidentally cause trouble at the gate.

"Yinzi, the clan of the ancient young monarch, has been decapitated, and the vicious people ......"

"Shhh

"Hmph, so what? Didn't some of their ancient tribes think they were great?

Two days had passed since Chen Fan killed Yin Zi, but many of the Terran monks were still excited, feeling their blood boiling. Despite their fear of ghosts, there are still some who whisper that their blood is boiling in their bodies. It's true

wanted to kill the ancient monks directly like Chen Fan, but they didn't have the strength.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The cold is terrible, and the wordless is powerful.

Chen Fan is not in the agreement between the human race and the ancient race. Naturally, the ghost clan could send any monk to kill him. This was also Chen Fan's own decision at the beginning. He didn't want to leave the entire purple race isolated.

In hot water, don't want to embarrass anyone.

The ghost clan, the Shura clan, the demon clan, the Zhu clan, the Xia clan, the Wu clan, the four major sects...

Almost all enemies in the world.

And that's what he does as an experience!

Time passed in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, ten days passed...

"Huh!"

In the midst of the Great Famine, two bright divine rays flashed and pierced the void.

Chen Fan stood up from his long body, his eyes shining with a faint gold. His energy and vitality have improved a lot. He looked around, waved his hand slightly, and took down the nearby ban while collecting ten flags.

Get up.

Buddhist scriptures, Taoist scriptures, the tactics of the Thunder God, the tactics of the Heavenly Sword, and the four ancient methods have gained a deeper understanding. In particular, the Buddhist six-character mantra and Taoist scriptures do not touch Yin Zhang, who is Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. These days, he spends his main energy on these two gods.

After all, these are two of his strongest methods today and need to be constantly improved.

"Little Kids......"

Suddenly, an ancient voice sounded and reached Chen Fan's ears.

"Who?!"

A gleam flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and Mo tilted his head to look into the depths of the wilderness.

The old man's voice sounded again, and he said, "Don't worry, children, the old man wants to invite children to talk." ”

"Phew!"

A gray rainbow bridge shot out from the depths of the Great Famine and landed directly at Chen Fan's feet.

Chen Fan was a little scared. He could feel the gods around Hongqiao fluctuating, very calm. And because it was so calm, he was frightened, it was not something that Xuanxian could raise his hand

Jokes!

Chen Fan frowned.

Looking at the misty Hongqiao, he couldn't help but hesitate. He really felt the horror of the wilderness now, and even surpassed the powerhouse of the Xuan Immortal level, he thought that this place

At best, there is only the Xuan Xian series, but ...

It seemed that seeing Chen Fan's hesitation, the old voice sounded again, and said, "Little friend, don't worry, the old man doesn't do you any harm, he just wants to talk to you." ”

A divine light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes. Finally, he nodded and said, "That will disturb the old man." ”

He stepped onto the rainbow bridge in front of him, and the rainbow bridge led him to the depths of the great wilderness. He also saw that this deep existence did him no harm. After all, if a master outside the Xuan Immortal Realm wanted to harm him

, now he can't escape, no matter what, if you really want to start doing something to him, he can only be a corpse.

"Shout..."

There was a breeze on both sides.

Chen Fan stood on top of the Hongqiao and did not move, but the Hongqiao under his feet rolled into the depths. Soon, a small rune emerged from the gap in front of him, and he drew his path to both sides, revealing a gap.

"A small space of its own?"

Chen Fan was slightly shocked in his heart, Dao'an.

Although I had already guessed that the master's voice was very powerful, I couldn't help but be surprised now that I really saw such a means. It is absolutely impossible for Brother Xuanxian to open a small spatial portal.

Only monks above the Three Qings have this possibility, which will be very difficult.

In front of it was a slightly quieter small courtyard, completely different from Chen Fan's imagination. In the middle of the courtyard there is a small stone table with some fruit and two cups of green tea on it. In front is a white-haired old man.

Who?

"I've met my seniors. ”

Chen Fan landed and saluted the old man in front of him.

The old man's eyes were slightly darker, with a faint smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand slightly towards him: "Sit down." ”

Chen Fan nodded and sat down at the stone table.

"I don't know my seniors......"

He looked at the old man across from him and wondered.

Without answering Chen Fan's question, the white-haired old man reached out and raised the teapot on the table and poured Chen Fan a cup of tea. It was only then that he said slowly, "I have heard everything about you in Wei Zi. What do you think of this era?"

France?"

Chen Fan frowned slightly, not knowing what the old man wanted to say. However, despite this, he opened his mouth and expressed his understanding: "Light, chaos, all souls are fighting for the front, and the last one wins, the price will be very high.

The white-haired old man was a little surprised, then nodded and said, "My friend is very human, intelligent and chaotic. Everyone can see the characteristics of this era, but the final price is not for everyone

A generation, a person who witnesses heaven, but there will be many, many heroes who have died..."

He said two lots in a row, which is enough to show that many people will die in this day and age.

"Yingjie, there will be a lot of deaths, but ......" Chen Fan nodded, then turned the topic around, and the whole person was sharp, and said: "If you want to set foot on this road, how can there be no death." If you hold it from the beginning

The idea that failure can survive is doomed from the start. “

"For ordinary people, glory may not need blood and bones to pile up, but for a practitioner, what kind of powerful glory is not stepping on blood and life?

On this path, one should have a basic awareness. If you don't want to bleed, you shouldn't practice. Isn't it appropriate for everyone to be exposed to dust?"

He's been through so much, fought too much, and known so much since he set foot on this path.

Practice, this is a path against heaven, against people, against the earth, against heaven. Only by reaching the legendary realm of heaven can one be completely detached. It's a cruel road full of thorns, how

There may be no blood, how can there be no bones?

The more glorious the world, the more death!

The white-haired old man was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Chen Fan's change to be so abrupt. Later, the smile on his face grew thicker and thicker, and an unobservable admiration flashed in his eyes. "It's old age," he said lightly.

Next ride, paradise... After all, there will be sacrifices..."

Chen Fan frowned.

He felt that the old man's last sentence was somewhat esoteric, and seemed to have other meanings.

"The prophecy handed down from ancient times is that this age has only just begun. Fight and death will be the most appropriate words for the future......" The white-haired old man shook his head lightly and said, "How long will that war be?"

When the adults leave the battlefield, the battlefield will open..."

"Battlefield?"

Chen Fan was a little surprised.

"In the past, the Terrans were born with a generation of strong people who single-handedly held off the four ancient tribes and the so-called Protoss. The white-haired old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said, "The Protoss has finally retreated, and the Terrans are supreme. ”

Together with several ancient emperors, it took thousands of years to leave a vast battlefield for this prophetic age..."

"His name is Tian Tong!"

Chen Fan's eyes were shocked, and he looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and he keenly felt that it was extraordinary. This is definitely not an ordinary demon clan master, how could an ordinary demon clan powerhouse know so much?

On top of that, when those emperors are mentioned, the other side looks as if reminiscing.

"Do you dare to ask the elders your name?"

Chen Fan's face was solemn.

The white-haired old man stood up, moved his steps slightly, and bowed in front of Chen Fan: "Mo Yuan has already seen the little master." ”

Chen Fan's eyes were shocked.

Yao Yuan!

Naturally, he heard those two words.

There are three hu fas under the throne of the demon king, namely Long Qiong, Liu Ying, and Yao Yuan, and this Yao Yuan is the first hu fa and the leader of the three hu fa. In the past year, when Yao Yuan was in his heyday, He Xiu was already in Luotian.

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