Chapter 198: This Sect, My (8)

"Ming'er ......" looked cold, his eyes flashed like a ghostly light, Zhao Zhize's heart rose with a strong killing intent, he never expected that Chu Fan could kill Zhao Ming silently.

The red flame is not very big, and when it burns, it seems that it will be extinguished at any time, but it is this flame that burns Zhao Ming into ashes, and the form and spirit are extinguished, leaving nothing behind, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

Seeing everything happening, Zhao Zhize couldn't help it, his heart tingled, after all, he still had a soul, and his thoughts as a father, how could a white-haired person send a black-haired person, how could he not let him feel cold in his heart.

Seeing Zhao Ming's death with her own eyes, Qianxue's heart hurt slightly, tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, even if she lost her memory, her hatred for Zhao Ming would always be engraved in her heart.

"I'm going to, kill you." Turning around slowly, Zhao Zhize showed his murderous intent to Chu Fan for the first time, because of Zhao Ming's death, his expression was obviously a little hideous, and his face was like frost.

"Boom"

The wind swept away, Zhao Zhize completely dispersed his cultivation, and the surrounding space resonated, like a sharp flying knife, stabbing towards Chu Fan.

"Now I want to try how big the gap is between me and the powerhouse of the realm." This is Chu Fan's first battle after his transformation, and now the only thing that can threaten him is the cultivation of the two realms of creation.

A finger of "killing" slashed, and at the same time stepped forward, a killing aura immediately spread out, if a galaxy fell, this divine power could no longer keep up with Chu Fan's cultivation, but it was enough to destroy the wind sharp knife.

The ground cracked, the temple collapsed, and the galaxy and the wind burst out with violent force, like the destruction of the universe, and many stars burst open.

Because of Zhao Ming's death, Zhao Zhize was completely murderous towards Chu Fan, he raised his foot and stepped forward, raised his hand and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and said, "Tenglong." ”

An earthy yellow dragon rushed out from the center of Zhao Zhize's eyebrows, instantly became larger, swirling and moving, rolling up the heavenly power to attack Chu Fan, like a pouring waterfall, unstoppable.

"I don't know if your dragon is powerful, or my dragon is powerful." Whispering in his mouth, a ball of fire appeared in Chu Fan's right eye, and a red dragon circled, rushing out of its pupils in a roar, as if breaking free from the shackles, and swooping towards the earthy yellow dragon domineeringly.

The two giant dragons strangled in the air, domineering and fierce, coiled in the clouds, making people fearful, the fire dragon condensed by the soul-destroying fire, finally invincible, was bitten by the yellow dragon on the head, and suddenly pulled down, the head rolled off instantly, was struck by lightning, turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared into the clouds.

At the moment when the fire dragon was destroyed, its tail was thrown fiercely, like a sluice knife, cutting off the yellow dragon.

Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, Chu Fan's eyes opened and closed, his eyes were full of war intent, and Zhao Zhize's body was stunned, and his expression was a little frightened.

"He obviously has not stepped into the second realm of creation, but he has such combat power, if he does not get rid of it today, it will be a big trouble in the future." For the strength that Chu Fan showed at this moment, Zhao Zhize was a little frightened, and the killing intent was even stronger.

The two rushed towards each other like divine light, fighting to one place, and the speed was extremely fast, which was daunting.

The battle was fierce, the void was broken, and black lines appeared in the air, emitting an extremely terrifying aura, and the Three Void Monks would be seriously injured if they touched it.

The dark clouds in the sky were dispersed, revealing a fiery red sun, but the sun seemed to be about to fall and become even hotter.

"Poof" spurted blood, Chu Fan punched out, almost cutting through the space, hitting Zhao Zhize's chest, the two of them rolled out at the same time, and when they fell to the peak, the ground collapsed.

"What a strong body!" In the short confrontation, Zhao Zhize was hit by Chu Fan again and again, and he couldn't help but feel stunned, if Chu Fan was in the same realm as him, he would definitely be robbed today.

Blood was dripping from his chest, like a volcanic eruption, and the blood spewed out like magma that destroyed the vegetation and trees on the ground when it fell to the ground.

"If you don't take that step, you still won't be defeated." Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Chu Fan's eyes were full of wisdom and flashing.

There was a thunderstorm in the air, and there were demon corpses below, which made the Immortal Dao Sect completely destroyed, and the temple on the top of the peak was almost half flattened, and all the elders were killed, which was the biggest casualty since the establishment of the Immortal Dao Sect.

"You are very strong, but with this skill alone, you can't kill this sect." Running and cultivating, a chaotic aura rose around Zhao Zhize's body, "This sect will let you know what it means to create a realm." ”

"Can't I kill you?" A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, very evil, the stepping gun appeared in his hand, Chu Fan's heart moved slightly, and said: "Yin and Yang Monument, out." ”

'Out' fell, a black and a white light sprinkled down, Qianxue's face turned pale in an instant, the Yin and Yang Tablet flew out of her eyebrows, suspended above Chu Fan's head, and the black and white light sprinkled down, like a waterfall, covered Chu Fan inside.

With the help of the power of the Yin and Yang Monument, Chu Fan was able to fight with the powerhouse of the Realm Creation, but it was only a battle, and it was difficult to say whether he could win it.

"The reason why there is creation is because of the beginning of chaos, enlightenment, and the opening of heaven and earth, and the creation of all things in the world." At this moment, Zhao Zhize looked extremely sacred, there was a golden sun in his pupils, emitting a blazing light, he pinched the trick, and pointed at Chu Fan, "With the technique I made, cut your soul, cut your soul, cut your life, and return to zero from now on." ”

As soon as his pupils shrank, Chu Fan could feel that his soul was being eaten away by a force, the spirit in his body was slowly draining, and the qi of life began to return to zero, which shocked his heart, and he had an extra layer of comprehension for that creation environment.

"Then let's give it a try, who can't bear it first." His expression showed ruthlessness, Chu Fan's madness did not allow him to sit still, he raised his hand and pinched the trick, and shouted: "Liumeng." ”

The technique of flowing dreams, turning the years against the space, the time around them, the original destroyed temple was restored, and the sky became blue, this technique only worked on the people designated by Chu Fan, so the changes around him could only be seen and felt by Zhao Zhize.

"From yin to yang, from winter to spring, from death to life, everything has its laws, you ...... It's no exception. Chu Fan sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes to fight against the mysterious power, and the Yin and Yang Monument suspended above his head flew out, suppressing Zhao Zhize and making him unable to move.

One-year, two-year, three-year ......

Time is reversed, Zhao Zhize's life seems to be repeating itself, he can feel that the cultivation in his body is weakening, and everything that was once like a streamer of light reappears in front of him.

When the time passed to a hundred years, Zhao Zhize spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the injuries suffered by his master back then returned to his body.

At the same moment, Chu Fan's body showed signs of withering, and his black hair turned white, making him full of an unspeakable strangeness.

Whoever can't support it first is a loser, and there is only one end for the loser, and that is death.

Two hundred years, three hundred years, four hundred years, when the time was reversed to four hundred years, Zhao Zhize's face showed unprecedented fear, and there were many injuries on his body, which were all the injuries he had suffered in the four hundred years since he cultivated.