Chapter 1188

"Won't you lose?"

The God King of stepping on the sky sneered. He stepped down, and his body stood up like an ancient pillar of heaven. Chen Fan was really weaker than an ant at his feet. His newly reorganized body was trampled into a meat cake!

"What if you don't lose again? No, it's still under my feet. It's trampled by the God, just like a mole ant. " Stepping on the sky, the God king bowed his head indifferently and his voice was cold.

"Let go of my teacher!"

Ah Xiu was excited and rushed to the black robed youth.

This time, even the jiaozun didn't stop him, so ah Xiu rushed out of the earth directly, carried the Zhenwu magic fist, and roared at the God of stepping on the sky. The whole person almost turned into a golden radiance shining on the sun, shaking the sky and the earth, rolling like the chariot of the sun god. However, although she had become a golden elixir, she was only a golden elixir friar after all. Within a hundred miles from the God of heaven, she was oppressed by the invisible, and directly fell in the void, unable to move a finger.

"Is this your disciple? Chen beixuan, I will crush every one of your disciples in front of you, from head to toe, from spirit to body, from Qihai to Zifu. This girl is the first one. I think you can bear it until long Stepping on the heaven, the king said indifferently.

"Teacher, don't give in to him, don't mind me!" Ah Xiu trembles and says, her whole body is forced to kneel in the void, head down to step on the God King, back like a mountain.

But ah Xiu is still difficult to raise his head, even if only one point, for this reason, half a physical collapse, countless bone broken price, but still strong upward. Her eyes were full of determination, and she never regretted her death.

"Faith is commendable, but if faith is useful, what should we do with strength? What's the point if we can be easily defeated by our faith in the power that we have gained through thousands of years of painstaking cultivation, which is to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, to understand the laws, and to gain through a long period of time? " Step on the God King light smile, palm gently a pressure.

"Bang."

Ah Xiu's petite body suddenly disintegrated into a blood mist. There is only one pure soul shining with a touch of golden light, which is called into the hand by the God of stepping on the sky.

"No!"

At that moment, the eyes of countless beiqiong disciples on the earth were red.

"Sister ah Xiu."

"XiuXiu."

"Aunt Xiu."

Cried countless people.

Aunt Tang, Qi Xiuer, Lu Yanxue, Jiang churan, Gao Baisheng, all of them are bloody red, and the killing is intended to be around them. Chen Yaoyao, the youngest, almost burst into tears.

"It's OK, ah Xiu is still alive, and her spirit is still there. As long as Xiao fan can win, she will be able to reshape her body and revive her. You have to believe in Xiaofan. Xiaofan can do it. "

Lu Yanxue pursed her pale, bloodless lips and said every word.

The others, standing silently beside Lu Yanxue, look up at the sky. Although they know that the chance of Chen Fan's victory is slim, they are still willing to believe in Chen Fan and the final miracle.

"Well, Chen beixuan, your best and favorite disciple, now the spirit is in my hands. If you don't listen to my command, you will be captured, and you will kneel down to beg for mercy. If you offer the immortal Dharma, you will have to crush her completely. Tut Tut, this little girl has a good talent. If even Ben Shenjun would have been moved to accept her as an apprentice 100000 years ago, would you be so hard hearted? " Stepping on the sky god, the king bowed his head, tut tut said, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were indifferent.

"Coagulation."

For the tenth time, chen fan struggled to unite his body. For this reason, he paid the price of half gray and half white hair, and let his body mana return to its peak. At the moment when he gathered his body, he suddenly stretched out his hand and spat out two words:

"years!"

Stabbing.

When Chen Fan said these two words. The whole void, the space of thousands of miles, suddenly stagnated. The wind stopped, the rain stopped, the people stopped, the vitality stopped, and even the law energy stopped. Everyone's hair is frozen in the void, their every movement, every fluctuation, even their eyes can't move, completely like a mosquito condensed in amber, unable to rotate.

There is even a tall blue figure in ancient clothes, which seems to come out of the archaic myth and stand behind chen fan. Compared with Chen Fan's figure in the snow wolf Valley and in the kunxu world, his figure is more concise, more simple and dignified, as if he were really the supreme emperor.

The magic power of time!

Chen fan has always been one of the most powerful trumps. He can hardly use them until he is in a critical moment of life and death.

It's so powerful that it's unreasonable.

Even if it is as strong as the God King of stepping on the sky, his body is hundreds of millions of feet tall. Now he is still in the air. His whole body seems to be trapped in the mire. Every move is extremely difficult, as if he is carrying an ancient holy mountain on his back. He can only look at Chen Fan with surprised and greedy eyes, as if he is shocked that he has such terrible and powerful supernatural powers in his hands.At that moment, even all living beings on the earth seemed to be imprisoned by time, unable to move. This is the power of time.

"Here comes the knife."

Chen Fan reached into the empty air, as if holding something.

Then, the virtual shadow of the Taigu Qingdi in the back also holds his supreme immortal treasure. With Chen Fan's palm moving forward, he slowly drew out a long knife as thin as autumn water. It had no character to speak of, and no blade to see. It was almost indescribable.

Every inch of the sword came out of its sheath, the killing intention in the void would condense, and the void would be strengthened. At the same time, chen fan's hair was gray. At the end of the sword, when there was only one section left, the God of stepping on the sky was completely frozen in the void, and even a hair and an eye could not be shaken. Countless people who saw it thought that Chen Fan was going to win.

All of a sudden.

"Click."

it's as if the glass is broken, the water is broken, and the void is like a picture scroll torn. The whole world suddenly broke up, and the time gathered within a radius of ten thousand li returned to its original flow. And all of us, including the king of tap, are back in action.

"What's the matter?"

Countless people were surprised.

Just one last step away, chen fan is about to win. How can he suddenly collapse when he kills the evil Tata Tian with the supreme power of time. However, many people are acutely aware that Chen Fan's hair is completely turned into gray at the moment, and there is no black at all. The breath of the whole person is even older, just like an old man. The skin is dry, the pupil is cloudy, even the body shape has some rickets.

The shadow of Taigu Qingdi, which is tall and broad behind, gives out a faint sigh, which can hardly be touched. With the years in hand, it slowly disappears.

"Why did you lose. Don't you want to kill TA Tian with the power of time? " Some people don't understand.

The venerable Jiao sighed and bowed his head and said, "well, although the magic power of controlling time is extremely powerful, even time and space can condense. But the Lord of tap is too powerful. It's like standing in the river, holding a fork to fork a fish. If you fork a common river fish, it doesn't matter. But if you fork a great white shark, or even an ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex? Of course, the only way is to kill people. Chen Shenjun is just like this. His own strength is not enough to support him to kill him! "

The venerable Jiao sighed as he spoke.

Only chen fan, a large number of children from the supreme immortal sect, can perform such a terrible and almost unimaginable magic power.

"It's a pity that it's just one step away, one step away..." master Jiao shook his head.

On the earth, many people want to understand this, all of them turn pale, and some even beat their chests with hatred.

Even the king of stepping on the heaven was a little frightened. His face was colder than before. His eyes were almost full of the cold wind whistling past. He stared at Chen Fan: "Chen beixuan, I didn't expect that you still had such a way to press the bottom of the box. The power just now is the magic power of immortals, or the secret treasure of time you carry. But whatever it is, I will send it to you immediately. Otherwise, I will crush the spirit of your female disciple and wash the whole earth with blood. "

"Chen beixuan, don't challenge the patience of our God King. My patience has come to an end." Step on the God King side said, eyes of greed more and more deep, almost can't suppress.

The magic power of time!

Even in the Central Star River world, this is a rare super magic power, and even has the chance to become one of the top skills in the "cosmic miracle list". I've never heard of you before. As for the secret of time, it's more precious. Although this kind of treasure is not included in divine treasure or holy treasure.

But every time secret treasure is the top of the sacred treasure, even rarer than the sacred treasure. The ordinary divine power is not qualified to touch it. Only those who stand at the top of the universe have the ability to control them.

"Yes, this is the great fairy destiny of the Middle Earth. It's here!"

There is only one thought for the Lord of tap heaven at the moment.

His face was more greedy, but there was more and more ice in his eyes. He obviously made up his mind to destroy chen fan and even the whole earth as soon as Chen Fan told him the Dharma, so as not to let the wind out. Such kind of supernatural power or treasure is precious enough to let many sect leaders of Xinghai sect go out in person and do a fight with him.

"Cough."

Chen Fan stood there trembling. His magic power was broken and his body was decaying. He could not even support ordinary magic power. But he still forced his back straight, straight as a javelin, facing the God King.

After all, God is God.

Although he cultivated half yuan and mastered countless great powers, he could not make up the huge and unimaginable gap between Hua Shen and Yuan Ying. Chen fan is the most powerful enemy he has ever faced in his rebirth. Even though Chen Fan played his best, he still couldn't defeat him. But Chen Fan's back is still straight and his face is not half afraid.

"Why not?"

Step on the God King sneer.

No need for him to do anything, a large group of followers have already poured in."You mole ant, the Lord of God can bless you. It's a great honor for you and the whole earth to offer you just one skill and take you under your command. You dare to resist it. You're looking for death!"

"Yes, Chen beixuan, you don't know what you missed. You will pay for today's fault."

A group of friars accused.

These followers, all of whom came from all over the world, were trained with a little guidance. Every one of them is Yuan Ying's cultivation, and there are even Yuan Ying's top monks among them. Although this cultivation is not worth mentioning in front of Chen fan, it's just like the top of the mountain when facing the earth.

One of them is a member of the blood clan at the peak of Yuanying, who is carrying his hands and overlooking the earth:

"some of the disciples of beiqiong sect are captured and handed over to the God King, and a wisp of elixir is given to heaven. If you capture the senior members of the beiqiong sect and even Chen beixuan's disciples alive, you can give them a top-level heavenly treasure, and they can also be included in the emperor's command as followers to fight in the heavens! "

"I'll give you an hour to think about it. If you don't, the whole earth will be washed away." The voice of the blood clan is cold.

At that moment.

On the earth, countless people are as cold as ice.

The disciples of beiqiong sect are even more sad and angry. They can feel the wandering eyes of those remote and extraterritorial Yuanying around them, such as Anpo Tianjun, Xing Hu and the ancestors of the golden people. Their malice makes them extremely angry and sad.

Jiang churan looked up.

In the whole hall of beiqiong Pavilion, a group of people have their own ghosts. In the eyes of every foreign monk, they are like hungry wolves staring at the disciples of beiqiong sect. After the loss of Chen fan, the northern Qiong faction turned into a big sheep, unable to resist the aggression of these traitors. Even Xinghu Tianjun, more grinning, step by step up, eyes unkindly looking at Qi Xiuer and Lu Yanxue.

"It's over, the whole earth and the northern Qiong clique are over..."

Jiang churan closed his eyes sadly.

When Chen Fan was defeated, it meant the decline and destruction of beiqiong. Chen fan is the foundation of beiqiong and even the whole earth. If others are defeated, they can still wait for him to come forward and recover Tianqing. Now, even chen fan is defeated. Who else? Many people rely on Chen Fan for many times. It seems that they will not lose if they want chen fan to be here. But today, even the most optimistic Qi Xiuer and others are left with despair.

"Teacher, are we really going to die?"

Qi Xiuer looks up and looks at chen fan, who is shaky and vulnerable.

Lin Wuhua, facing the approaching Xinghu Tianjun, pulls out the long black sword behind him with a bang. His face looks like frost, and he holds the hilt of the sword. Obviously, he decides to die.

At that moment.

When the whole planet, everyone is in despair.

When beiqiong people draw their swords to fight to death, they will never look back.

When all the onlookers shook their heads and sighed that there would be no turning over in this battle, the myth of Chen beixuan would come to an end...

when the God of stepping on the heaven completely sentenced chen fan to death, holding a Xiu's spirit in his hand, he was ready to crush it directly to warn the struggling Chen beixuan.

Chen Fan suddenly smiles like an innocent child, as if he has regained some precious treasure that has been lost for a long time.

"What are you laughing at?" He frowned and looked at him coldly, just like looking at a catfish on a chopping board. He couldn't jump at all. Many onlookers even shook their heads and sighed. They no longer thought that Chen fan had any chance to turn the table.

Chen Fan restrained his smile and raised his head slowly. His eyes were so deep that he said gently:

"I'm smiling. You think you beat me, but do you know who I am? What's my name? "

"Ha ha, who is your name and who is it? Why do you care? Is it because you are Taigu Qingdi, the Holy Son of the ancient holy land, or the disciple of the nine immortal sects?" The king of stepping on the sky laughs.

Many of his entourage standing behind him were as hilarious as thunder.

Countless onlookers shook their heads in frustration. Chen fan has completely given up hope, otherwise how can he say such stupid words? I'm afraid he has been driven crazy. Do you think that by relying on the name of Chen Shenjun, you can frighten the gods? Even if Chen fan is really the son of the ancient holy land, he will not give in at the moment.

They burst out laughing, but Chen Fan did not pay any attention. He just carried his hands, looked up at the sky, and his eyes became more and more profound:

"since I was born again, they called me master Chen, General Chen, Chen Xianshi, Chen Zhenjun, Chen Liuguo, Chen Danwang... But this is not my real name. I have been looking for it for a long time, and even thought that I had lost it "It", even when I put that half of the fruit into my body, I didn't find it. I was desperate and decided not to look for it any more. Until just now, when I wielded the knife of time, I found that "it" had always been...

"Oh, who are you?" Step on the God of heaven, the king laughs.

"You want to really see? "Chen Fan turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

"Yes, I'll show it to you." The sarcastic smile on his face became more and more popular. Around the followers also looked with a smile, as if looking at an idiot."Good."

Chen Fan nodded.

He closed his eyes gently.

In a flash, chen fan's whole body atmosphere declined to the extreme, just like a mortal, and everyone was ready to laugh. Suddenly, an immortal light from Chen Fan's Dantian purple mansion, from Chen Fan's body and soul, from the deepest mark of Chen Fan's spirit, suddenly jumped out of an indescribable and indescribable place.

"Boom!"

That moment.

Everyone's smile is frozen in the face, wide eyes, incredible look.

I can only see that an immortal, who can't imagine, is standing on the sky and moving on the earth. He is hundreds of millions of miles tall and surrounded by endless celestial radiance. He regards the whole solar system as a bathtub. The sun becomes a bullet in his hand and the moon turns into dust. He appears in front of the God of stepping on the sky out of thin air. The immortal was dressed in black, and his face was shrouded in chaos. He was almost the same as Chen fan. The immortal is so powerful that he can't understand and his power can't be described. It's as if he can break the universe by raising his hand and pierce the nine day chaos fairy king by raising his foot. The God King of stepping on the sky is at his feet, just like a mole ant, just like Chen fan when facing stepping on the sky.

Next second.

In the astonishment of countless people, in the eyes of many followers, and in the eyes of the God of heaven, the chaotic Immortal King slowly opened his mouth and made a sound, shaking the universe and the world:

"my name...

" northern Xuanxian Zun! "

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