At that time, several disciples of the inner sect of the Wei Zi Sect tortured Zhang Mark's grandfather to death, forcing the villagers of that small village to leave their homes. Chen Fan witnessed all this with his own eyes. This sect is too arrogant. Its name is Zheng

The Tao comes first, but in fact it is more shameless than the so-called evil magic Dao.

"Boom!"

Elder Wei Zijiao exerted a powerful magic, and the green veins on his forehead flare.

"Humph!"

Chen Fan looked cold and fearless.

The divine seal of the ancestral vessel hung above his head, and the diamond cut shone brightly, shattering the space directly.

Tremendous pressure spread out from the containers of the two ancestors, shaking the sky and swinging downward to nine hidden places. The pressure was so great that Wei Zi taught the Eight Heavenly Kings of Xuan Immortals, so much so that all the elders on the earth were defeated and retreated one after another, embarrassed.

"Boom!"

Vanity seemed to ring, and terrible divine power rolled like a sea of gods.

One person's own efforts prompted the two great ancestors to push the Xuan Immortal Eight Heavens Purple Micro Sect back into the arms of the elders. This scene shocked many monks and made them look incredulous. In their opinion, it's like

Fantastic, many monks rub their eyes incessantly, is this the ferocity of malicious people?

"Damn it, get out!"

The elder of the Wei Zi Sect roared, his eyes torn apart.

Because in another piece of land, Zhang Zhen is like a wolf, although he still seems to be a little immature, but his breath is very strong, not like a little brother who has just entered Ren Huang's territory.

In such a short period of time, Ren Huang's two elders had already died at his hands.

"Get out!

The old man of Wei Zijiao also shouted loudly.

These are the pillars and core strength of Wei Zi's education.

If this continued, one ninth of the dozen or so Ren Huang elders he brought out would be wiped out here. The core force of the Wei Zi Sect, 7788, which was destroyed by Chen Fan last time, no longer exists

Can't afford to lose like that.

"I said, let him regain some interest today......"

Chen Fan's face was cold, and with a wave of his right hand, Jin Gangzhuo suddenly put it down.

He knew that Zhang's heart was full of hatred, which had been suppressed for three years. Now that the enemy was in front of him, if he continued to endure it, he was worried that it would affect his disciple's future path of repair.

The eight-day Wei Zijiao in Xuanxian County was too high for the elders. Zhang Can won't stop it, even if he gets the ancestral utensils, he will stop it. And the other dozen or so people are Ren Huang, and they are all emperors. Zhang Zhen inherited his Taoist classics.

magic, he believed he could kill them all.

If not, then he is not worthy to be his disciple!

"You!"

Wei Zi Sect Elder was too angry. However, when his eyes swirled behind Chen Fan, his face immediately distorted. Because on that battlefield, another elder of Ren Huang's Triple Heaven died at Zhang's hands.

"Ahh

The powerhouse of the Xuanxian Eight Heavens roared wildly, but it was terrifying.

"Humph!"

Chen Fan sneered.

He stood motionless in the void, like an eternal holy mountain. The sacred seal hangs overhead, guarding in all directions. Jin Gangzhuo's attack was amazing. The old man was unable to fight back and fell into chaos.

I'm so excited.

Not far away, Ye Yuanxue and the others couldn't help but lose their minds when they watched this scene.

Chen Fan's current strength is too strong. He held two ancestral weapons in his hands, like a god.

"How strong!"

Xiao Wenting was shocked, and his students jumped dramatically.

Three years ago, when he first met Chen Fan, Chen Fan was just a little monk who felt the dust. However, three years later, Chen Fan became famous and caused endless troubles. Against the ancient tribe, beheaded the son, now

What's more, Wei Zi's teachings were too strong for the elderly, which suddenly made the middle-aged feel very old.

Over time...

Gradually, the group showed a look of surprise, and even Sanqing's face changed slightly when he ascended to the top of Neptune. In the face of the battlefield, Chen Fan's divine power never seemed to be exhausted, constantly playing with diamond cutting and coercion

Four directions.

"He... He's a monster, how can he have so much divine power!"

She couldn't help but say.

Zu Qi was only able to exert all their power by the monks of the Three Qings, and ordinary monks could not control it at all. And even if it can be controlled, the power it needs is very terrifying, a monk of the Xuan Immortal Realm

It's also hard to bear, and a few shots will dry up the divine power.

However, now, Chen Fan stood in the void, sealing his body, and Jin Gangzhuo attacked. There is no indication that the whole person is divided in half. Divine power is constantly pouring in, and the body seems to have a source of divine energy.

made Bingxin and the others all look sideways and be surprised.

"Monster? where can he be a monster... Is this monster so exaggerated? This kid is a pervert!"

Qin Luo pouted.

They gradually took their eyes off Chen Fan and fell into another battlefield.

In that direction, Zhang Yimou's imprint was covered with silver, and the whole person was cast like pure silver, with thousands of ancient silver characters floating around. Although he had just entered Ren Huang's territory, this force was powerful and incomparable, silver

Colored magic symbols surged in the sky, and ten breathers killed one Ren Huang.

"If Brother Jiang is a pervert, it's this, this... A little pervert?"

Ling Yue couldn't help but say weakly.

Qin Luo immediately gave a thumbs up: "This makes a lot of sense!"

"Ahh

The messy battlefield, splashing blood, Zhang Wen couldn't help but shout and cry.

"Grandpa......"

The 16-year-old boy's eyes were red and tears were falling like kites. He is ruthless, like a wild wolf, leaving everything aside to fight. But despite this, his face was full of it

Pain.

"Grandpa, woo woo......"

Another respected elder of the Wei Zi Sect in the fourth day of Ren Huang died of an unnatural death and completely disappeared under the magic symbol. But the man who killed him was not happy or excited. His eyes were filled with tears, and he wept bitterly.

In such a scene, some of the monks who were still excited were shocked. They don't know why this genius boy is like this, but this appearance makes many people feel sad for no reason.

"What happened?"

Bingxin and Ye Yuanxue glanced at each other, and Octavia sensed that something was wrong.

Mark Zhang shouted grandpa in his mouth, and the two of them naturally knew who it was, when they met the old man. Coupled with the previous doubts, a series of question marks suddenly appeared in their minds.

Shouldn't Xiao Zhang be in that small village, why did Xiao Zhang Bo become Chen Fan's disciple? Where is his grandfather? Looking at Xiao Zhang's mark, the hearts of the two women have begun to deteriorate

Foreboding.

"Boom!"

The power of the Taoist scriptures permeates the four realms and the eight wastelands.

Chen Fan's face was bland, indifferent to his independence and vanity. These two ancestral weapons hung around them, like two immortals, and they firmly suppressed the elders of the Wei Zi Sect, making it difficult for them to cross the line step by step.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The old man of Wei Zijiao shouted loudly.

Two different roars roared through the grove.

A young man with tears in his eyes.

An old man, with anger.

In the middle of the two battlefields, Chen Fan looked cold, becoming an absolute dividing line. He stood here, Ren Huang, the elder of the Wei Zi Sect, could not escape, and neither could the elder Taishang of the Xuan Immortal Eight Heavens.

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As time went on, the monks throughout the battlefield were stunned ...

For the dozen or so people from the Ziwei Sect who came here, whether it was the Supreme Emperor Elder in the Xuan Immortal Realm or the Ordinary Emperor Elder, they couldn't help but be angry in their chests at this moment. Relatively speaking, Ren Huang's dozen elders were not only angry

Anger, trembling and fear on his face.

"No!"

Each of them has been practicing Buddhism for more than 100 years. He was the first of the Four Immortals and the most revered. However, on this day, facing a 16-year-old boy, they were not opponents at all, already 7 years old

People were beheaded.

"Damn it!"

Someone shouted.

They didn't hate Zhang Zhen, but turned all their hateful eyes on the vain Chen Fan.

All the elders of the Wei Zi Sect roared in their hearts: "This is that person, this is that person, he killed the son of our family, he destroyed half of the dragon veins of my sect, he cultivated such a genius."

Devil, it's him! It's all because of him!"

"Boom!"

However, despite their anger, nothing