Chapter 147 is that......

This time, no one was recognized, and most of the monks who entered the stone tower had already come out, and if it was the monks who had not appeared in the past, everyone would think that they had fallen in the stone tower and would never come out again.

But Yajing, Black and White Impermanence and others are still waiting, because they believe that Chu Fan will not be so short-lived, and the soul blood of Black and White Impermanence is in Chu Fan's hands, if something really happens, the two of them will have a sense.

"It's been four years, and it should have come out, but why hasn't it come out yet?" The smile on Yue Chong's face has gradually decreased in the past four years, and until now, it has rarely appeared.

Four years, it has been four years since Chu Fan entered the stone pagoda, and many monks who came to participate in the Enlightenment Society have already left one after another, and the Yin and Yang City has not changed, so it has not stopped operating because Chu Fan did not appear.

Suddenly, Meng Jie stood up suddenly, her eyes seemed to be reflected by the ice, cold at the same time, but also a little bright, her move immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Four years, four years of waiting, the young master finally came to the end, I didn't miscalculate, I didn't wait." In the surprised eyes of everyone, Mengjie stepped out of the air, and her figure instantly appeared under the stone tower, raised her slender hand, touched the stone tower, and saw her body slowly turn illusory, until she disappeared.

"Mengjie!" Ya Jing's face was full of disbelief, she couldn't believe that Meng Jie had such ability, even the four of Black and White Impermanence, Duan Yuhai, and Yue Chong all stood up suddenly, their pupils constricted, and their eyes were full of horror.

Only Fu Chou still sat cross-legged calmly, without any movement, and watched Mengjie disappear lightly, and only said slowly after a while: "This woman is the daughter of the dream master, and she is a rare onmyoji in the world, and it is still the most complete inheritance." ”

Dream Lord, Onmyoji!

Hearing the five characters, Yue Chong's body trembled slightly, looking at the stone tower, his eyes were very bright, and he didn't match his usual smile at all.

"Legend has it that the person who built the Yin-Yang City was the first Onmyoji in the world, and the Dream Lord is known as the bloodline and inheritance of this Onmyoji in rumors." The eyes under the mask of black impermanence shone uncertainly, and the old voice slowly sounded in the ears of several people, "Now it seems that the rumors should be somewhat credible. ”

Mengjie is the daughter of the Dream Lord, and she can enter the stone tower without opening it, so it can be seen that she should have some kind of relationship with the person who built the Yin Yang City.

In the stone tower, the rickety old man hugged the statue, his expression was full of hideousness, his eyes were blood-red, his grinning mouth was blood-red, and his teeth were blood-red, like a devil who had just crawled out of hell.

Staring at this scene, Chu Fan was silent, and he faintly felt that he only needed to step forward and put his hand on the statue to get the so-called recognition.

But he entered the tower, not to recognize, but to come in and see, and even when he came to the end of the stone tower, he came with a purpose.

The answer, what Chu Fan wants is the answer, he wants to know what the era he is in, the world where he is located, and what it is.

Unreal, or real!

"Destiny, I don't believe in fate!" The rickety old man took two steps back, slapped his right palm at the statue, and only heard a few clicks, and the statue was shattered, and then after a few moments, it returned to its original state.

"It's you, it's all you, as long as you are killed, there will be no death." The rickety old man turned around suddenly, and his eyes, which were covered by his hair, were as cold as ghosts, and he would shudder when he stared at him.

The rickety old man roared wildly, his long hair moving without wind, revealing that miserable white face, which was terrifying to look at.

"Deprivation!" Raising his hand to target Chu Fan and grasping it, the rickety old man's eyes were as cold as a ghost, and his voice was terrifyingly cold.

The two words sounded, and the Yin and Yang Tablet instantly flew out of Chu Fan's body and fell into the hands of the rickety old man, and at the same time, Chu Fan took three steps back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Who are you?!" Raising his hand to cover his chest, he will reverse blood pressure Chu Fan s voice trembled slightly, and under the coercion of the rickety old man, he felt extremely small.

The rickety old man did not reply, but snorted coldly, walked towards Chu Fan, pointed at Chu Fan's eyebrows, and shouted angrily: "Yin and Yang clone, don't return to your position at this time, let alone when." ”

The body rolled out upside down and smashed against the cold stone wall, Chu Fan only felt that the human monument space in his body trembled, and then as if it was about to collapse, Yu Ze stepped out of his body, and actually merged with the rickety old man.

Doppelganger, Yuze is just a doppelganger!

Seeing this, Chu Fan's heart was already cold, he couldn't even win a battle with a clone, not to mention that now that he met the real body, the result can be imagined.

"From today onwards, you will become the second doppelganger of this saint, space." The corners of the rickety old man's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing two rows of blood-red teeth.

Thinking of everything, Chu Fan instantly realized in his heart that maybe Yu Ze was once the master of the Yin and Yang Monument, but he was taken away by the rickety old man in front of him, and even the Yin and Yang Monument was taken away.

Chu Fan had speculated before that only by taking away could he take away his method and his soul, but he didn't expect that Yu Ze would be taken away by others, and he was just a clone.

"It turns out that in this way, the rest of the monks can also become the masters of the sub-monuments, and thus the masters of the human monuments." Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Chu Fan's eyes were as sharp as a cold glow, staring at the rickety old man, and suddenly laughed out loud.

It's not his character to be caught, even if it's death, he has to fight!

With a sound of brushing, the Qianji fan was opened, Chu Fan waved his arm, and brushed out six times in a row, and the six green mangs were stronger than the other, brushing towards the rickety old man.

Thousands of fans, one brush body, two brushes for cultivation, three brushes for God, four brushes for souls, five brushes for life, six brushes for thousands of machines.

If it weren't for Chu Fan's lack of cultivation, under the six brushes, even if it was the power of the two realms of creation, he would have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"If you can reach the realm of the Holy Venerable, this Holy Saint will also be temporarily avoided, but you are too weak, too weak." In the roar, the rickety old man pointed out, and the six green rays were scattered in an instant, useless.

With a finger, it was not only the six green rays that dispersed, but also the Qianji fan in Chu Fan's hand, which also clicked and shattered under this finger.

"Haha, Holy Venerable, Holy Venerable!" Laughing wildly, Chu Fan finally knew that the other party was He Xiuwei, even if he played all his hole cards, he had no chance of winning.

From the memory of Qianji Sheng, as well as his own inference, Chu Fan already knew that above the broken qi, Jindan, and Yuanying were the three voids, above the three voids were the two realms of creation, and above the two realms of creation, they were ...... Saint-Honored One.

Laughing miserably in his heart, even in the face of the Three Void Cultivators, Chu Fan did not dare to say that he was invincible, not to mention that there were two realms of creation and transformation on it, and there was no need to talk about the Holy Venerable.

The rickety old man's face was cold, and he slapped Chu Fan with one palm, without any cultivation fluctuations, nor did he set off spiritual power fluctuations, but it was this calm palm that made Chu Fan unable to resist anything.

"Haha, even if I know that I am invincible, I will fight, even if I die, I will die as I deserve." Murderous, vicious, domineering and resolute surging out of his eyes, like a surging river, Chu Fan's heart is the heart of the strong, and in the crazy roar, it is the heart that does not look back, and it is the gun in hand, dare to ask who is the hero in the world.

It is even more arrogant and domineering that knows that he is invincible, but he also has to wave his gun and roar to the sky, and the cold light will illuminate the world, and he will look at the arrogance and domineering of the eight wildernesses.