Chapter 285: Lips and teeth depend on each other

If you can live, no one wants to die, but you decided to form an alliance not long ago, and now you are killing each other, isn't it ridiculous!

Cangmu no longer looked at the monks in the martial arts arena, and when he raised his hand, he saw dozens of wooden coffins outside the martial arts arena, and immediately flew to the top of his head, forming a formation in the ups and downs, and the sound of the Tao was curling, as if coming from above the nine heavens.

Constantly pinching the trick in his hand, Cangmu's expression was solemn, and one by one the complicated runes were typed out by him, imprinted on dozens of wooden coffins, and emitted golden light.

"Chaos is coming, if I wait to die here, the North Ice is in danger!" Tiansangzi shook his head again and again, his eyes showing helplessness and worry, "He is trying to form a large array with the background of Van Gogh, gather the destructive power formed after the collision of the North Ice and the Eastern Plains, and forcibly open the gate of the outer heavens." ”

The Gate of Heaven is the passage connecting the Immortal Continent and the Outer Heaven, and the Hall of Reincarnation exists outside the Heaven, if the passage is opened, they will be able to enter the Immortal Continent in a big way.

"Outside the sky, the Hall of Reincarnation." Chu Fan knew that the Hall of Reincarnation was outside the sky, and although he wanted to stop it in his heart, he was powerless and his cultivation was not enough.

The sea breeze was howling, the waves were monstrous, and the land of the Eastern Plains rushed like a beast of desolation, rumbling, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth was very irritable, and the wind of the blade formed was enough to crush any Yuanying monk.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and there are many forces in heaven and earth, far superior to monks.

In the martial arts arena, the atmosphere was depressing, and all the cultivators were silent, and they had not yet started to move, but as time passed, the pressure became more and more intense, making them gradually red-eyed, their bodies trembling, and struggling between killing and not killing.

"Even if you do your best, the old man will let you leave alive, and the Van Gogh inheritance cannot be broken." The old man of Van Gogh looked at Zhao Xuan, Ye Long, and Su Manni dotingly, his eyes were soft, but there was a strong sense of tragedy in the depths of his eyes.

He knew that today's matter was a foregone conclusion, and he had no power to return to the sky, and all the essence of Van Gogh was controlled by Cangmu, even the old man of Van Gogh could not do anything.

"Kill!"

What the cultivators didn't expect was that the first to strike was not the rest of the monks, but one of the six major sects, Ling Moyu had a cold face, and with an order, the cultivators who wanted to come to the palace immediately killed the surrounding monks.

In Ling Moyu's opinion, with his strength in the palace, killing 10,000 people is not a problem, provided that there is no friction with the remaining five sects.

Blood splattered, and the shot of wanting to enter the palace was like igniting gunpowder, which immediately spread, making the cultivators who were already on the verge of struggle red-eyed and began to kill the monks around them.

"Do you want to do it?" Liumo was still very calm, eating a rock sugar gourd, and asked nonchalantly.

Luo Tai, Tian Sangzi, Huang Lao and the others looked gloomy, they were reluctant to make a move, but at this time there was no other way, if they wanted to live, they had to kill.

But they knew very well in their hearts that even if they survived, they would become slaves of the Reincarnation Temple, and instead of this, they would rather fight to the death and die a brilliant death.

The life gun appeared in his hand, Chu Fan did not reply, but showed his intention with action, he took one step, his long hair instantly turned red, his pupils were fiery red, and the strong aura spread, making the avenue resonate.

His body glowed red, like a god about to come to the dust, powerful and incomparable, he showed his strongest strength, which made all the monks frightened, even Tiansangzi's face was solemn.

The power of the Dao body was fully opened, and Chu Fan could fight at this time, even the old man Van Gogh and Tiansang Zi felt the pressure.

The momentum spread, overwhelming the crowd, shocking the audience, all the cultivators stopped killing, and looked at Chu Fan with awe.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of all the cultivators, Chu Fan stepped in front of Ling Moyu in one step, and the ground was truly shrunk into inches, and the brilliant purple spear was stabbed out by him.

A shot shocked the world, the ghosts and gods trembled, and all living beings were terrified.

Ling Moyu was terrified in his heart, his eyes showed fear, he finally realized that Chu Fan's horror was beyond the ability of ordinary realm cultivators, and before he had time to react, he felt a chill in his chest, and the power in his body seemed to be taken away, and his eyes began to blur.

The Death Gun passed through Ling Moyu's chest and nailed him to death in the martial arts arena, blood flowing, staining the black meteoric iron red.

Ling Moyu was about to use the bone disc when he was pierced by a single shot, and the terrifying destructive power of the Death Lance immediately swept through his mind, instantly erasing his soul and nailing him to death on the spot.

"Whoever continues to shoot will be killed!" Pulling out the stepping gun, the long red hair was curled upside down, Chu Fan's pupils were like fire, and he glanced at the cultivators who wanted to come to the palace, they lowered their heads one after another, and beat the spirit fiercely, not daring to look at it.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Moyu was nailed to death with a single shot, which deeply shocked everyone, they only knew that Chu Fan was powerful before, but they didn't know that it was so powerful, the realm cultivator was like a chicken and duck in front of him, killing him when he said it.

Before, the cultivators were only nominally and had to temporarily respect Chu Fan as the alliance leader, but now, they were in awe of Chu Fan in their hearts and recognized this alliance leader.

Restrained all his breath, his red hair turned into black hair, his pupils shone like black diamonds, Chu Fan slowly glanced at the cultivators, stood next to Ling Moyu's corpse, and said, "Since you have chosen Chu as the leader of the alliance, then today's matter, even if Chu loses his life, he will let you leave alive." ”

Hearing this, the monks who had killed before all bowed their heads in shame, not daring to look directly at Chu Fan, who was still struggling, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they looked at Chu Fan silently.

Some positions, since they have been seated, represent a kind of responsibility, Chu Fan's character is like this, either don't do it, since you do it, you have to do it with your heart.

The life spear was still blooming purple, not stained with blood, and Chu Fan's breath was very domineering, sweeping in all directions, making all the cultivators surrender.

After snatching the bone disc from Ling Moyu's body, it actually revived on its own and started a confrontation with Chu Fan, but the bone disc was just a holy weapon after all, and it was quickly suppressed by Chu Fan.

"Perhaps, you can use this bone disk." Looking at the glittering golden rune divine chain above, Chu Fan's eyes were full of essence.

With a spear in one hand and a bone plate in the other, Chu Fan walked up to Huang Lao and the others and said, "After you leave, you will return to the Immortal Dao Sect to take charge of the alliance." ”

Hearing this, Huang Lao and Xuan Lao's faces changed suddenly, and they said, "That ancestor, you ......."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Chu Fan opened his mouth to interrupt them, with a smile on his face, and said very easily, but Huang Lao and the others all understood that what Chu Fan was going to do must be very dangerous, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a life of nine deaths.

The cultivators looked at Chu Fan's back, very silent, from this moment on, they truly recognized this alliance leader, from the soul.

"After leaving, I hope that all the seniors will remember today's events, and the alliance must not be broken, otherwise the North Ice will be in danger." Chu Fan looked deeply at Tiansangzi, Luo Tai, Qiu Jing and the others, and his tone was very sincere.

Once, he didn't want to care about the affairs of the North Ice, but after seeing Cangmu, he deeply understood that if the North Ice died, the Western Barbarians would not be protected, the Fairy Spirit Continent would be destroyed, and the few would depend on each other.