Chen Fan left, passing through the sky above the ghost clan very chic and calmly. No one dared to stop him. This really proves the word that with a sword in hand, you can ask who is competing with the rest of the world!

"Ahh

After a long time, more than a dozen angry roars came out from this place, and the eyes of the Shura and Demon Kings were blood-red, and the killing intent surged out of their bodies, instantly shattering a large area of space, and the violent energy fluctuations spread wantonly, which was extremely terrifying.

In ancient times, several super races were opened, but in fact, it was an illusion, and in the later era, human beings killed more than a dozen kings and killed hundreds of thousands of people, which was a shame and erased the shame.

"Demon, what do you mean!"

The Shura and the demons each have their own kings. They have very bad eyes.

From the beginning to the end, the demon race has been standing in this place with the attitude of watching a drama. It didn't make any contribution and didn't lose a single game. This made several other races very unhappy, and the conversation was clearly questioning and chilling.

"What do you want to say?"

The demon clothes stared blankly, and glanced indifferently at the kings of the demon clan and the Shura clan.

"You!"

The eyes of the demons and the others were cold. They weren't happy with the demon race, but they really didn't know what to say. The demon race just didn't go to war. In the process of attacking and killing Chen Fan and Mu Xiaoxiao, the demon race did not fight them, but it did not stop them.

Today, the three demons of the Oni Clan have all died in battle, and the Demons have fallen a few demons, only the remaining nine kings remain, and the Shura Clan is not so good. Similarly, only the Nine Xuan Immortals existed, which was much worse than the Demon Family. Even if they have anger in their hearts, they still can't resist.

"Humph!"

The Demon Costume has deep eyes, and its true accomplishments are hard to measure. It has an unfathomable feel to it that terrifies the Shura family and all of Hell. On top of that, they don't want to go to war with the demon race right now. After all, their two major races were weakened, and the demon race was at its peak.

Even if the Demon Clan and the Shura Clan join forces with the Demon Clan in the First World War, the result will not be much better, and they may not get any benefits, and in the end, it is likely to be the result of both. As for the ghost clan, there is no king in charge now. In the face of the other tribes, they have no say and can only be careful to remain silent.

"Damn humans, damn it!"

Because of Chen Fan, the atmosphere in this space seems to be a little tense, full of tense flavor. All the people of the three races of the Demon Clan, the Shura Clan, and the Ghost Clan turned pale, and now they gritted their teeth one by one, eager to bite Chen Fan until he swallowed it, and he didn't leave a drop of blood.

"Rustling ......"

The cold wind rustled and drifted past.

Chen Fan held the dark heavenly sword in his hand and calmly walked out of the deep burial place of the ghosts and gods. Suddenly, he felt a slight chill in his back, and he shivered suddenly. Then he immediately whispered, "I'll go, those old things must be cursing Uncle Ben again." Nima's, how stingy!"

He found a fountain pool rich in spiritual liquid behind a small hidden slope and immediately sat down cross-legged while putting Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures into operation. The divine power in his body immediately rebounded quickly and quickly recovered, and the energy and spirit of his whole body reached their peak.

"Shout..."

Chen Fan stood up and stretched. His bones crackled like lightning.

He clenched his fist and nodded in satisfaction.

Although he had already entered the fourth day of the Demon God as early as when he was between the four stone cliffs, the combat power he later displayed had nothing to do with his achievements. He relied entirely on silver and bronze, the remnants of the map and the sudden recovery of the Heavenly Sword. Otherwise, he will turn into a pile of dust in the sky.

"I'll go and say, the Heavenly Demon Sect Master is really powerful. What he initially got was actually the sword of the Lord of the Demon Realm, which was exaggerated. Chen Fan smashed his mouth, and then became excited, brandishing his gorgeous sword, beaming with joy, "Hehe, the Demon Emperor's sword was really stolen from the sacred treasure. ”

When I was in that little village, old Zhang Man said it was at least a treasure. He didn't think much of it, either. In any case, it is also an asset. Something is better than nothing. Then, due to the suppression of silver and copper, the power of the Heavenly Sword seemed to have completely disappeared, it was only sharp.

He used to use the Heavenly Sword as an indestructible weapon, but only now did he know that it was the sword of the Lord of the Demon Realm. It was the first major fate, and it almost made him jump with excitement.

However, after the excitement, the problem arises. He suddenly felt a little hot in his grip on his sword. No, it's hot. It was the Holy Warrior of the Demon Emperor. Will Hell allow it to be in the hands of a Terran repairman? Obviously, this is impossible. You can think on your toes.

Coupled with the fact that the silver and bronze are now exposed, the Buddhist scriptures, the Taoist scriptures, the thunder god recipe and the other three mystical methods are all known in a few ancient times, and he feels that the situation in the future seems to be very bad.

The demon clan is said to have a little relationship. He believed that the demon race would not do anything to him. However, the attitudes of the other three races are evident. It is absolutely impossible to let him go. It is estimated that they all wish to drain his blood.

"God, it's a great playtime. If the three tribes had come out of the graveyard of the gods, Nima and her brother would not have died. It is estimated that the First Tribe will find Uncle Ben and deceive him. Why am I so unlucky? I'm crying!"

After thinking of this, Chen Fan suddenly cried with a sad face.

"No, we have to find a way out. If we were surrounded by kings of several families, we would not die. Chen Fan was pacing outside, racking his brains to think. Suddenly, his feet were empty and his body quickly collapsed. An angry sentence suddenly flashed through his mind: "Damn, which bastard dug it!"

The endless darkness seemed to be in an eternal black hole, with only the whirring wind rustling in my ears. I don't know how long it took, Chen Fan finally saw the slightest light again, and stepped on this land again, although it was a little wet, but there was a sense of steadiness.

"Here?"

Chen Fan glanced around, the stars were twinkling, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

The space is somewhat empty, as if it has been mined. There are obvious knife marks on the surrounding rock walls. Even after such a long time, the meaning of the Sword Qi Sword Technique still remains, and it is obviously determined by the strong.

Chen Fan felt very depressed. Where is this fall? He had to go out with Mu Xiaoxiao and the others. Otherwise, if they misunderstand that they are trapped between four stone cliffs, it is not a big deal. It is estimated that a group of people will rush straight into the abyss, which will be a big mistake.

The space above the head hasn't closed yet. A distinct black hole can be seen. He slowly stood up.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he stopped in mid-air, and a strange wave of energy was introduced into his ocean of divine knowledge, causing him to immediately frown, and his body slowly descended, stepping onto the wet earth again, and following the source of the energy wave to find the past.

The ground is very wet, and there is a clicking sound when stepped on it, which is a bit harsh in this empty environment. Soon, there was gradually light ahead, and the spiritual power fluctuated slightly, but it was not weak, at least much stronger than ordinary places.

"Really?"

Through a vertical hole, Chen Fan opened his mouth.

The front is still a hollow cavern, but in the center there is something like a daisy, with a silvery black, full of the breath of time, and I don't know how long it has been around. It is very old and covered with a thick layer of dust.

Light energy fluctuations were permeated around the silver-black altar, causing Chen Fan to frown slightly, as the fluctuations seemed familiar. He seemed to feel something, and it caused him to fall into a brief contemplation.

"That's right, Zhu Xidao!"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Chen Fan's mind, his eyes stared at him, looking at the black stone platform in front of him, his eyes were suddenly filled with blazing light. He finally remembered that this was the fluctuation of the space array, not long ago, Zhu Xidao and Xuanyutai fled together, and the void revolved around this fluctuation.

"It's not a transit station, is it?!"

Chen Fan slowly approached, staring at the silver-black stone platform in front of him without blinking.

Taoist classics are all-encompassing. There are so many things to record, so naturally there will be something in the array. After some exploration, he was excited to discover that the silver-black stone platform was indeed a spatial teleportation array, but it had been abandoned for too long, almost abandoned.

"Whoever put this here, it's really ......"

Chen Fan suspected that this place was obviously mined by humans, and that some arrangements had been made. However, according to some clues, this transmission platform was not used and was eventually forgotten in this place. The internal rune brand has been erased by the power of the years, and has almost lost its divinity.

"God help me too!"

Chen Fan died happily. There was apparently a spatial array inside the stone platform. He just needed to inject enough divine power, but injected his own spiritual imprint into it. After that, as long as the stone platform was not destroyed, he could appear in this place from anywhere through this space. It's just a trump card to escape and settle down.

"Go! Go!"

Soon he was busy, and the silver glow surged outside his body, constantly infusing it with his divine power, and then infusing it with a treasure as a source of energy. Only then did he clap his hands in satisfaction and inject his spiritual brand into it.

After all this, Chen Fan was secretly happy. He felt that the array and his body had developed a special relationship. His right hand moved slightly, and the space around him suddenly distorted. Surprised, he quickly stopped his movements and patted his chest repeatedly.

"It works!"

Chen Vanda Le, who injected his spiritual brand into the space transfer platform and left a rune mark. As soon as he prints out that set of markers, his body is immediately engulfed in the space around him, and then appears on the stone platform. The space warp just now is a real guarantee.

This transmission platform was obviously much more advanced than the Yuxuan platform that Zhu Xidao carried with him, but because it had been abandoned for so long, its internal blood vessels had been damaged so much that if it could only be used once at most, it would be completely destroyed. This is also the reason why Chen Fan stopped printing before. It would be a huge loss if he lost this life-saving thing because of this experiment. He might die crying.

In the end, he jumped along the original path, set up dozens of spatial barriers in this space, and then suppressed the hole at the top with 80 seals, isolating all the breath below it, which made him completely relieved and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Let's go!"

The magic step was revealed, leaving a vague afterimage in place, and his figure suddenly disappeared, suddenly disappearing in the same place. He believed that with so many spatial enchantments and the combined suppression of the sealing seal, even the peak existence of the Xuan Immortal level would be difficult to detect, and there would be a life-saving card in his hand here.