"It's impossible! It's impossible! It's impossible!"

Unconsciously, important things were repeated three times, and Cheng Yingjun couldn't extricate himself and couldn't imagine it.

He had lived in the big city, so he naturally knew how rare the 'Golden Martial Sect Level' was, most of the martial arts master-level powerhouses were around fifty years old, and only a few geniuses with the qualifications of "Wang Cai" could have stepped into the Golden Martial Sect realm at the age of forty.

It is rumored that the Vermilion Bird Divine Sect, the contemporary empress, as an "emperor" qualification, a genius who comes out once in three thousand years, stepped into the realm of the Golden Martial Sect at the age of thirty.

If the young Cheng Fan in front of him is really in the Golden Martial Sect Realm, then as the first day of the Cloud Continent, the invincible empress among the strongest, she also has to kneel and sing in front of the young Cheng Fan.

But is that possible? Impossible!

This is also why Cheng Xiaotian, the young patriarch of the Cheng family, insisted on seeing it, saying that Cheng Fan used unknown demon magic.

Cheng Xiaotian knew that his knowledge was limited, so he couldn't tell what kind of ghost magic the other party used?

"Hehe~"

Once again, he was said to have used witchcraft, Cheng Fan's last bit of patience was exhausted, there was no joy or sadness in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "Since you think it's witchcraft, since you think I'm rubbish, since you think I'm not strong enough!"

"Then I'll let you spicy chickens present come to see how powerful Bendi is. ”

"I've put up with you scum for a long time~"

Cheng Fan is not the kind of man who can only speak ruthlessly, he is a peerless emperor, and he has always been one and the same, and he is decisive in killing.

With a slight turn of the "Divine Thought Source Seed", a massive amount of spiritual power was released, and then a terrifying aura was released from Cheng Fan's body.

Cheng Xiaotian was close to Cheng Fan, and he felt this evil power again for the first time.

"Oh, don't, don't come... ”

This evil spirit, he felt very kindly, and it was precisely like this, he was so frightened that Xiaotian's spirit was out of control, and he was no longer the personable son, but a psychopath.

Because he lost his resistance to the emperor's aura, in the face of his invasion again, Cheng Xiaotian, who had no immunity, knelt down as soon as possible, and then within three seconds, he lay on the ground and fell into a smirk.

Cheng Xiaotian was lying on the ground so fast that his father Cheng Hero couldn't react, Cheng Hero still had the words "let you see and understand" and "endure for a long time" in his mind, he really didn't react yet, he heard a pop, and when he turned around, what he saw was that his baby son was already lying on the ground.

Cheng Yingying was very angry in his heart, son, you kneel, you kneel, you worship, but can't you wait for your father to turn around? Because your father has his back to you, you kneel in advance, are you worshipping your ancestors? You rabbit cub is cursing you Lao Tzu and I will die early.

Cheng Hero's mind turned fast, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't compare to the speed of the emperor's aura, if it was described as a magnetic field, it was countless colored lines emanating from Cheng Fan's body, sweeping all the way, and encountering living people and living creatures was like catching a trophy from a fishing net, and it was suppressed so much that it couldn't move at once.

Cheng Yingying still wanted to scold his own rabbit cub, but when he felt the terrifying emperor momentum head-on, he no longer had the slightest idea of being arrogant and scolding.

At this moment, Cheng Yingying really believed that his son really didn't lie, and the young big boy in front of him, TTND, would really ...... Black art...

And it's also very powerful, very weird, very weird witchcraft, it's really weird.

It was so weird that Cheng Hero didn't have time to resist one or two, so he was directly hit and knelt on the ground, and just knelt in front of this young man Lang Chengfan, who was not in his eyes a few seconds ago.

Before Cheng Hero felt that it was very humiliating for him to kneel in front of a young man younger than his son, he found that his proud strength was completely useless at this moment, and he was like an ant under the feet of a giant elephant, blocking the car with his mantis arm and being crushed in a moment.

When he really lay on the ground and became a parallel line with his son Cheng Xiaotian, the two sides looked at each other, and Cheng Hero realized that he was not the right person.

He still couldn't believe that he knelt so easily, and it was easier to lie on the ground...

Is this person lying on the ground really me?

For a while, Cheng Yingying fell into contemplation, and at this moment, Cheng Yingying really understood why his son acted like a neurotic.

Right now, don't say that my baby son has become a neurotic, it's myself, I'm about to become a neurotic, and I'm constantly questioning myself.

The closest place to the Cheng father and son is the old Cheng Yinghao of the big clan who is still walking on the steps, he hasn't figured out what the situation is, the whole person was oppressed by this sudden terrifying gravity, he didn't hold on for a second, and knelt directly on the steps, and with a biubiu sound, it seemed that the bones were broken.

"Ouch, people are old and useless, and they actually have broken ......"

Before Cheng Yinghao wanted to grieve his body, how could it be like this-

With the terrifying gravity like the rising waves, he didn't have time to react again, the whole person was like a dog eating, and his chin slammed on the stone steps, with a click, as if his jaw bone was broken... (Voiceover: Broken oooo!)

If you want to say that the tragic situation of the old clan is the most clear, it is the old man of the three clans above his head Cheng Yingjun, he can clearly hear the sound of broken bones one after another, don't think about it, don't look at it, just listening to the sound, Cheng Yingjun feels that he can make up this beautiful picture in his brain.

Yes......

Elder of the great clan, your life is really miserable. Even if you have a broken leg, now that your jaw is broken, you won't be dumb in the future, right?

However, it's the same as change, your personality is gloomy, and you don't like to talk, so it's okay, it's satisfied.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, and there is no schadenfreude without reference, Cheng Yingjun feels that he is lucky, he can actually fall to the ground on a high platform, this feeling is really cool, this handsome face of his own, I want to keep it, thank God, thank you for this weird boy.

It is said that until now, Cheng Yingjun has not figured out whether what Cheng Xiaotian said is true or not, but no matter which way you look at it, the back that stands as straight as a big gun is really amazing, and he is the only one in the Cheng clan who is so beautiful.

The old Cheng Yingjie of the two clans dozens of zhang away hadn't had time to figure out why Cheng Fan, a young man, wanted to say such arrogant things, who did he think he was......?

But before he could think about it, he saw everyone fall down like dumplings in a pot, as if they were in a competition, to see who poured the fastest and who could win the first place.

"You're not acting, are you?"

The old Cheng Yingjie of the second clan opened his mouth wide, and he could really stuff a big duck egg.

Emperor Zun's aura was like a shock wave, and he soon came to Cheng Yingjie's side, enveloping and covering it.

Poof!

Originally, the human brain was the main department that coordinated the whole body, but at this moment, before the brain had time to react, his legs became heroically soft.

Yes, really "blind".

It seems that kneeling on the ground is an interesting thing, and the thighs of myself and others are actually scrambling to kneel on the ground, as if there is something delicious on the ground, this speed is so fast, as if I am afraid that other parts will come to grab food.

Cheng Yingjie thought maliciously, but as a result, he was desperate to find that his chest was shameless, and he grabbed food with his legs, and fell down in a daze, lying on the ground.

Yes~

It's not true, I don't want to kiss the floor~

Looking at the ground that was getting closer and closer, Cheng Yingjie, who had always felt that he was very boring, suddenly had such a thought in his mind.

It made him feel weird, was this really me?

It's obviously not me, so what's wrong with me?

It turns out that mental illness is really contagious.

......

It's slow, but it's fast.

It's just a few breaths of time, and in the entire martial arts square, there are only one person left who can stand.

Looking at the mentally ill people who kept yelling and screaming around them, suspected to be running out of the neurological hospital, Cheng Fan patted his forehead and looked remorseful, he was really a cannon to fight mosquitoes, a waste.

Looking at the many clansmen with blood ties in front of him, Cheng Fan felt that he was really unsightly, but there was no way.

Using the Emperor's aura against the enemy is already overkill, and it is already a helpless move.

But the Emperor of Heaven who has to do everything himself is not a good Emperor of Heaven.

Cheng Fan is reluctant to come back from rebirth, take on big and small things, and exhaust himself to death.

I need to train my doglegs to do things for myself.

With this thought, Cheng Fan suddenly remembered his ......

When the Heavenly Emperor Cheng Fan was bored in the Heavenly Realm, he once spent a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures and precious immortal materials to cultivate a Heavenly Boar into a famous Marshal of Tianhe who was envied and hated by many celestial beings.

Hitting the idea on his own people, Cheng Fan mainly considered that he was a light commander at the moment.

Moreover, the most important point is that Cheng Fan is unwilling to spend effort to find any geniuses with "general" qualifications or above, and then kneel and lick all kinds of apprentices, maybe it may be-

In the end, people don't necessarily want to.

If the scenario happens!

That is really for the Emperor Chengfan......

I'm in a big.

The Emperor of Heaven is very face-saving.

But then again-

Qualifications are not so important to Cheng Fan.

He has a way.

In his eyes, a peerless genius may not be as good as an obedient boar.

......

Of course, it is definitely best to be able to accept a Tianjiao-level genius as an apprentice, because it can save worry and effort.

It's just—

Today's Cheng Fan is no longer the famous Heavenly Emperor, and countless infinite geniuses in the Heavenly Realm are eager to become their disciples, and they are all very obedient.

Considering that he is not famous now, there will be no genius willing to take the initiative to defect, so Cheng Fan has no choice but to use his clansmen first.

Why?

Mainly because genius is much easier to use than stupid.

If you can collect geniuses, who wants to collect a wild boar?

......

Considering this series of factors, Cheng Fan intends to seriously cultivate these people of his clan.

If you are free-range, you can easily be beaten to death and dragged back to eat.

Cheng Fan didn't want to become a villain boss by himself, and the little monsters around him were cleared up a little bit by others when he used it.

......

Think about it and start acting!

However, in view of the fact that these clansmen all regard themselves as high-minded, they obviously don't know how to be obedient, they are all thorns, and they won't cooperate well with themselves.

Therefore, Cheng Fan decided to plant everyone with their own unique divine thoughts on life and death.

In short, the gods recite talismans.