Chapter 1181

"How did he come, Sunko?"

At the moment when I saw the young man in black robe, many yuan infant friars frowned. When mingrishenzi was born, he came to several stars and took some of their descendants. The three ancestors of luowuzong saw the fourth ancestor of luowuzong standing behind the young man with black robes.

However, what puzzled the third ancestor of luowu was that their fourth younger martial brother bowed his head and bowed his body at the moment, and looked at the young man in black robe as if he were a God.

"This is a big problem."

The ancestors of luowuzong trembled in their hearts.

They tried every means to hide the fact that the fourth ancestor took refuge in the son of the God of the sun. Originally, chen fan was so powerful that even the seven religions were not rivals. Mingri Shenzi should hide in the corner of the abandoned star field, shiver and even flee to Xiaonan Tianjing, never come back. Who would have thought that he would dare to challenge chen fan.

"It's very unwise. Chen Shenjun was so strong that he could not be challenged by a God

"Although the son of Ming Sun God is the parent and son of the king of TA Tian God, he is expected to be no stronger than Qin ye, the prince of the sun god Dynasty. In terms of scale and power, the sun god Dynasty is ten times as big as the Emperor God Mountain, and the great emperor Jinwu is far ahead of the God King. Didn't he show up to die? "

"You're going to die."

Many foreign friars shake their heads.

Including Mr. Anpo, Mr. Xing Hu, Mr. Zhang Qihao and others, there is not a trace of respect for the former ruler. Today, the abandonment of Xingyu has changed the sky. Unless Taitian Shenjun is reborn, no matter how powerful mingri Shenzi is, he is not Chen Fan's opponent and is doomed to run away.

"It's best for mingri to show up. He's just in time to capture him and celebrate the ceremony."

Some people even rub their hands, eager to try.

Even a lot of Xinghai monks shake their heads and dare to challenge chen fan? Didn't you see that even a million troops and dozens of God generals were swept by Chen Fan alone, killing less than one fifth?

"Boy, if you want to die, Chen Shenjun in the Middle Earth star field, you can be presumptuous?"

There is a Xinghai sanxiu, named Huang Yuan, shouting. He was dressed in a yellow robe and drove two yellow and shining black hooks to shoot directly at the young man in black robe.

Huang Yuan is a famous sword cultivator in Shanyang star region. He has been famous for tens of thousands of years. He is one of the best in Yuanying. He has the ability to fight against the God son of the great religion. In particular, the other flying swords are "parting hook", with one son and one mother in pairs, ranking 13th on the list of flying swords in Shanyang star region.

"Go."

Huang Yuan's sword formula.

"The parting hook of the son and mother" turns into two black awns tens of feet long, shrouded in the yellow, orange and foggy light, chasing the light and shadow, and instantly shoots in front of the black robed youth. The "parting hook" is extremely weird. It's extremely fast. Even if some Shenzi can't react, they may be attacked and their bodies will be split. It's because of this that Huang Yuan dares to make a good impression in front of Chen fan.

"Bang."

It is beyond Huang Yuan's expectation.

As soon as the "parting hooks" were shot into the black robed youth's hundred feet, they were just like hitting into the thick glue. It was extremely hard to move even one point. There was no way to enter. Huang Yuan's face turned red. He tried his best to control the flying sword, but he couldn't make any progress.

"Huang Yuan, are you playing with too many women at home? Your flying swords are thin, just like two old donkeys. They don't listen to you." A crowd of stars scattered and laughed.

"Who said that?" Huang Yuan is angry and ashamed.

"Ha ha." The crowd laughed again.

"Look at me."

When one of them came out, the people around him suddenly turned pale, and even the elders of Qi yunzong's eyes were astringent.

This middle-aged man with a rough and crazy face, named "duandaoke", is a famous sanxiu in Xinghai. He has lived for more than 30000 years and is one of the most powerful men in the group. In particular, the "broken swordsman" is still a rare martial arts practitioner. He turned to cultivate his physical body and martial arts. The "broken yuan Dao" in his hand is said to be forged from meteorite iron. The blade is dark and strong to the extreme. It can carry a strike from a god like treasure and break through the immortal Zhenyuan. It is a top-level heavenly treasure.

"Open it for me."

When the "broken swordsman" stepped out, he instantly crossed hundreds of miles. His body is extremely powerful. Shengsheng breaks through countless layers of space and pulls out a black crack like passage in the void. His hair is wild and his eyes are hunting. In his hand, Poyuan Dao is blooming with gorgeous awn.

That knife is even enough to catch up with half a step.

All the monks who saw the "broken swordsman" put out his sword were moved. Many people who had ignored Wu Xiu before had to admit it. All kinds of supernatural powers are not inferior to the great Qi refiners.

"Click."

But the "broken swordsman" failed even worse than Huang Yuan.

I only saw that the young man in black raised his hand at will and pointed it out gently.

The finger was light, without a trace of smoke and fire, and without the slightest magical power, so he lit it on the Poyuan Dao. Then, the so-called extremely strong "Poyuan Dao", forged from meteorite iron and catching up with Zhun Shenbao, broke away from the blade tip inch by inch. The five foot long blade was more thoroughly broken than glass. However, the body of the swordsman, who has been tempered for 30000 years and is said to be comparable to the quasi Shenbao, is like an egg hit by a hammer. It breaks apart and explodes into a blood mist. The spirit and Yuan baby do not escape and are completely smashed."Hiss."

At that moment.

Everyone took a cool breath.

Duandaoke is already one of the most powerful people in sanxiu, and he is the first-class figure of song Yufeng, the "lone Walker". This kind of strong man, who can compete with half step power, obviously will not easily make up his mind to take refuge with Chen fan. When they roam the sea of stars, even the immortal religion has to yield three points. As for the world, many foreign friars who want to capture the black robed youth are even more startled.

"Why did the sun god son become so strong?" The third ancestor of luowuzong was stunned.

"Yes, the last time we met, although he was powerful, he still showed us the depth. At most, Yuanying was at the peak. How could he be so powerful?" Black fog star a few yuan baby, also surprised.

As for the Xinghai monks who know the details of the "broken swordsman", they are also watering their heads with cold water.

It's beyond their imagination to kill the swordsman. It's not possible to do the general half step great power. Is it the same as Chen fan who has no rival under the spirit?

"But that's all."

The black robed youth said again, his eyes were cold.

"Who are you?"

There is San Xiu excitedly calling.

Many people suspect that he is by no means the son of Hades.

Mingri Shenzi is the youngest son of Taitian Shenjun. He was buried in the depths of the stars when he was born. He raised him with endless star essence and let him sleep deeply. His cultivation is not too strong. It is impossible to kill duandaoke. This is not the performance of a Shenzi. It belongs to the field of half step power. Some people speculate that this young man in black robe is not the other eldest sons of the Lord of heaven. They all fought with the Lord of heaven in those years, claiming to be invincible.

"Whoever dares to challenge Chen Shenjun is looking for death."

The elder of the purple dove sect said coldly.

A lot of Xinghai sanxiu, including a Xiu, Qi Xiuer and others, are eager to try. He wanted to cut the black robed youth with his sword, but Chen Fan spoke at the moment.

His brows were tight and his eyes were dignified to the extreme:

"step on the sky?"

Chen fan asked, but with a very positive tone. He certainly looked at the young man in black robe. There was only a sense of war in his eyes. There was no wind behind his long hair, and his clothes sounded like a battle flag.

"Step on the sky? What's stepping on the sky? "

Everyone was stunned.

Several foreign friars, now their faces have changed, look up at the sun god son, as if to see ghosts.

"Chen... Chen Shenjun means, no... no, this man is stepping on... Stepping on God." Wu wending stammered.

When this remark was made, everyone's expression changed.

When many people were about to reprimand, the young man in black robe had already done it. In the face of the numerous pressure on the sea of stars, he just stepped out.

"Boom."

At that moment.

An unimaginable sense of terror swept across the entire region.

At this time, the whole earth and even the solar system, all life, are scared to death, the soul is about to be broken, only feel an indescribable, indescribable powerful God, rising in this field, even the moon at its feet, are turned into a marble, he carries the sun and moon, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, hundreds of millions of feet tall. Surrounded by the Styx River, the nine rivers of the yellow spring flow from the empty air and around them. The young man in the black robe was wearing a flat crown and a silver black robe, just like a god descending from the nine heavens, stepping on the sky with one foot, and all living beings trembled at his feet.

"Pop."

The black robed God just raised his hand, opened it and pressed it down.

"Boom!"

It's like thunder exploding, and the void within tens of thousands of miles explodes. Under this palm, hundreds of Xinghai sanxiu, whether Jindan or Yuanying, whether solo sanxiu or a large number of elders, are all turned into powder. Even before the palm strength is reached, many people's whole body, together with the Dharma treasure, are burst into a blood mist.

"Not good."

Even if there were two half step talents, their faces changed wildly and they wanted to leave, they all fell on the spot under the hand of the black robed God and were patted into meat cakes. Even a spirit could not escape.

"Dong!"

Just one hand.

Most of the Xinghai sanxiu who came to watch died, and even tens of thousands of the remaining children of the great religion fell, leaving the solar system empty. The whole earth friars and the rest of Xinghai sanxiu shivered when they faced the black robed God. Their whole body froze and looked up stupidly, as if their souls were frozen.

"How could it be that you really stepped on heaven?"

The three ancestors of luowuzong were all stunned and couldn't believe it.

However, the black robed youth's foot in the void, the Dharma is hundreds of millions of feet high, even compared with the moon around them, it is not much smaller. Even standing on the ground, you can see his face clearly. It's like a mountain and a sea, and it's extremely terrifying. It's ten times and a hundred times more powerful than the Jinwu emperor. It's not the power of transforming God. What's it? Even if Chen fan is at his feet, he is just like a mole ant. As for the million troops of the seven religions, they are even more like jokes and vulnerable."It's over."

At that moment.

On earth, I don't know how many people, at the same time, close their eyes sad, sad heart.

It's the end of the earth, the end of the abandoned star field!

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