Tsing Yi did not move, but dozens of characters also made Chen Fan feel the pressure of the mountain. They came together, hurrying, like an indestructible pile, rolling up dust.

"Hey ......"

He had a sword in his hand and collided with the stabbed silver spear. With a creaking sound, the sword suddenly appeared on top of the sword, a corner, almost immediately, a pan. Went to the heart of Chen Fan Spare, simple and hot!

"Hey ......"

The rest of the images were in place, and Chen Fan's real body appeared in another location. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his heart was cold. Luckily, he controlled the magic move, otherwise the gun would have been unavoidable. Open it.

After a period of contact, Chen Fan discovered the fact that these people are terrifying. It cannot be compared with the average person. This was also the cultivation of the Eight Heavens, but not long ago, DinhGao was smashed even more by him. Incomparable to these people, the distance is too great!

"Little boy, leave first and wait for me outside the fire. ”

Chen Fan whispered that the strong enemies were all ahead, and he almost didn't care about trivial things.

The little one is very energetic. It understands Chen Fan's words. He seemed to know he was going to drag him down. He shouted loudly and carefully reminded him. After that, he flapped his wings and left. It disappeared from his sight.

After seeing the remaining small things, Chen Fan looked heavy. He did not stop in the fight, but turned and shot into the depths of the forest. These people are very strong and don't face it positively, otherwise they will die.

In addition, there is an old man in Tsing Yi. That's what worries him the most. In this old man, he felt a great threat. The intense atmosphere made him feel like he couldn't breathe.

The sound of the forest sounded, and more than a dozen people quickly chased after Chen Fan.

The sound of weapons colliding sounded, the leaves flew, the firebird flew away, and the sword in Chen Fan's hand was quickly broken, but he was not worried. His body is magical, like flowing, and he will be with him soon. Fly out and grab the silver rifle in your hand.

"Of course!"

When he held the silver gun, Chen Fan was shocked. The rifle did not reach the mental level, but it was difficult. This material is very unusual, it is more powerful than the sword of Nantong.

In the distance, the old man in Tsing Yi walked over and stood on an old wooden box, looking at Chen Fan without any expression.

The weapon was taken away colorless man his face was still cold his right hand clenched and the blue light flashed he went to chen fan s head and some of the people around him also waved their spears at the same time, forward.

Chen Fan smirked, his left hand met the flickering blue light fist, and the spear in his right hand shot out.

"Hey ......"

Chen Fan blocked a few shots, and the man punched like a kite. He flew out and his entire right hand fell. Chen Fan broke it, not very shortly. Can be restored.

Even so, the man did not show that he was not afraid of dying and that he could not use his right hand, he would use his left hand, his left hand would be broken, and then with his leg, not to kill Chen Fan swore not to give up.

Chen Fan looked dignified. These people are too simple. Everyone is strong. In battle, he probably won't be afraid of any of them. But after dozens of numbers, even if he is strong, he will find it difficult to resist. He struggled with these men and plunged deep into the forest.

More than a dozen characters are chasing them. Although they didn't have the huge speed of Chen Fan, dozens of people together sometimes created some trouble for him, so it was difficult for him to escape.

The only thing Chen Fan was sure of was that the old man in Tsing Yi didn't do this. This old thing made him very uncomfortable. Even in the course of fighting a dozen people, he had to transfer energy to the old man.

He is moving forward and retreating in a circle of a dozen characters. He had blood on his body. After all, he didn't have to face one, but a dozen. None of them are lower than him. It's in the sky.

Even so, Chen Fan was still more and more shocked. People are really powerful. The exercises they practice are very special. Green power makes Chen Fan extremely difficult to understand and unusual.

"Hey ......"

The battle lasted for several hours, and the character Chen Fantu suddenly disappeared in the same place, hiding several silver rifles, leaving a shadow in the original position, and with a sharp weapon in his hand, I suddenly hit him with a serious wound.

This was Chen Fan's first murder, however, after a blow, he didn't have time to feel his feelings. He didn't even have a weapon to pull out, and he rolled to the same place, and he avoided the cold light hitting him.

A companion was killed, and there were 11 characters left on the scene, but their expressions remained ?? No change. They are like unconscious vegetative people. They only kill people, and do not look at the corpses on the ground.

And Tsing Yi was even more indifferent and still did not intend to shoot.

After Chen Fan got up, he shot again in the forest. At the same time, he played with many grandmasters. Although he practiced the sutras, eventually he would definitely die. Aside from not having too many mood swings, they are very strong and powerful.

"Xia Fengming, Lao Tzu wants to live one day!"

Chen Fan ran away, the path was not bad, his right shoulder was covered in blood, almost pierced by the arm bone, and if it wasn't for a magical hallucinatory step, his entire left arm would have been wiped out.

Two hours later, some blood stains appeared on his body. The clothes are all red, but they also need to pay blood. Both were killed by him. Now there are only nine images left. There are also elderly people in Tsing Yi.

He had another captured long-range shot in his hand. His blood was stained with blood, blood and the blood of the enemy. Half of his forces were destroyed, but he still did not escape the enemy.

After nine numbers, Lao Tsing Yi seems to be calm, and his speed seems to be uncomfortable, but he always keeps a certain distance after nine numbers, neither opening nor shooting.

Chen Fan could imagine that this old man's cultivation could only be said to be terrifying. What he can argue with is certainly not now. All he could do was run away.

The road to Nanjing has been blocked by these people. He can now turn around, otherwise he will face the universal attack of 9 characters, with Tsing Yi more likely to shoot. It's over, so he can only plunge into the depths of the fire.

The sky gradually darkened, and the survival of the nine people intensified. Chen Fan has a lot of scars on his body. These people used similar magical techniques. Blu-ray is like a sword.

"Boom ......"

The dazzling light that erupts in this forest is like a firework explosion, which is very beautiful.

However, under this beautiful blue light, there is a strong intent to kill. Chen Fan was forced to be helpless. He could no longer hide his powers. A golden glow suddenly appeared, and his hair was dyed. Jinhua.

"Golden Power?!"

Tsing Yi Tsing Yi whispered to herself, frowning for the first time.

As we all know, the cultivation of the Spring Palace varies, and its divine power will take on different colors, but on the ultra-small purple star, the color of the divine power is recorded in the ancient books. There are seven types, black and silver blue, blue, gray, green, purple.

The golden power of the gods has never appeared in the history of purple micro-tillage. In the ancient books that exist today, there has never been a record of golden power, prompting the old man in Tsing Yi to flash a good person.

"Hey ......"

When classical Buddhism and Taoism worked, Chen Fan's breath disappeared in a hurry in the same place. His right hand glared at the long spear, and his left hand clenched like a piece of gold.

"Hey ......"

"Hey ......"

Kong Jingjing's Buddhist monarch made his body very strong, and a miraculous step made his body unstable. After that, when he twitched on the ground, he flew out and lost his movements.

Two powerful nuns, one entered the eight heavens, and the other entered the eight heavens, but at this moment, even Chen Fan's outline was not fully visible, and he was unconscious for a while, and his life was over!

However, at this moment, a blue figure flew out of the sky and appeared in front of Chen Fan in the blink of an eye, his right foot stretched out into the air and stepped on Chen Fan's door.

Chen Fan was shocked. The old man finally began. With such a speed, he was shocked and took a magical step. He couldn't even dodge. He hurriedly placed a silver rifle on his chest.

The next moment, Chen Fan knew how terrifying Tsing Yi's power was. The pistol was cut off. Footprints on the chest. He kicked a dozen feet and broke many old trees. Stop it.

"He ......"

Chen Fan vomited blood, and his face was whiter than snow. He stood next to the tree, and he was shocked.

The old man in Tsing Yi is really terrible. If he doesn't have the Diamond Sutra, he is physically strong, and he has a Buddhist shape of the high ancient well. The leg will definitely kill him now.

The old man in Tsing Yi still didn't express it, but there was a pain in his heart. He is most evident in the strength of his legs. Even if it is a dusty cultivator, he can live without it. Not only survived, but also stood up!

After the old man in Tsing Yi set off, seven people were still alive, standing behind him, and they did not move. As far as they knew, since the beginning of the old man, Chen Fan was destined to become a cold body.

Chen Fan trembled and took out a magical root from the ring of the universe. He stiffened a little, his face turned pale, and suddenly began to improve. This surprised the old man again. He felt the rich fairy tale spirit!

Taking advantage of the old man's solar eclipse, Chen Fan once again fell into the depths of the fire forest. He was definitely no match for this easy-going old man. If he is resilient, he can only escape the dead.

"Chase!"

Tsing Yi Tsing Yi didn't say a word, and the seven characters behind him were immediately struck by lightning.

The sun sets, when the last light in the sky disappears, and night falls, with only a few stars in the distant sky. This forest of fire is completely shrouded in darkness and cannot be seen.

Chen Fan smiled, but he felt very cold, like a call of death. His body's breath disappeared without a trace in an instant, like a change in air......