Chapter 1189

In the universe.

The eternal sun stands high, like a mountain, shining on the whole solar system. The sun is much stronger and bigger than the moon, which is hundreds of millions of feet tall and even with the moon. Its volume is countless times that of the moon, just like the difference between a giant and a dwarf. The energy of the sun feeds the whole solar system, and the moon just reflects its light, obviously the giant.

Although the God of stepping on the sky has the same power as the stars, it is only the most common satellite and has no powerful power to shake the sun.

But right now.

When the terrible strong man, with his feet on the sun and the moon and his shoulders on the Milky way, and his height is unimaginable, and takes the whole solar system as a footstool, comes, he is as strong as stepping on the sky. He is frozen on the spot, and his whole body is rigid and motionless. He just stares at the sun and the moon from his feet. He is like a mortal under Mount Tai, and his whole body is shrouded in endless chaos.

"Who is this? How can he be so powerful?"

The king of heaven trembled.

He wanted to regard the powerful existence that jumped out of Chen Fan's body as an illusion, a kind of magic.

But the breath of his whole body made him unable to lift a little finger from the beginning to the end. Stepping on the sky, I just feel that in front of this chaotic Immortal King, who is 100 million Li tall and stepping on the Milky way, I feel like I was in my childhood when I first came into contact with an immortal cultivator. It's like facing a teacher who is superior to others and has unfathomable magic power. There's no way to fight. There's no way to fight.

"But how can it be? I'm a great God King. I've been in a star realm for 100000 years. Who can show up without exerting a trace of magic power? I can't accept it if I just rely on my breath!"

I roar in my heart.

His whole body, the sacred breath of terror surging madly, the surface of his whole body, like boiling water, fluctuated violently. The nine rivers of the yellow spring surged up and turned into nine yellow iron ropes within a hundred feet of the sky, sending out stings and smashing the void. The sound that breaks space. But even so, in front of Chen fan, he is still as small as dust.

By contrast.

Other monks in the solar system, such as the Xinghai sanxiu who watched the battle, the extraterritorial monks who came from many stars, the local people of the earth and the disciples of beiqiong sect, were not surprised, but shocked!

They, like the king of stepping on the sky, were not at all defensive, and were awed by the most powerful one who emerged out of thin air.

The immortal shrouded in chaos stands in the void. His breath shakes the sun and the moon and sweeps the whole solar system. He breathes and breathes endless star essence, as if he can swallow all the stars and dim the light of the sun.

"Who is this? North... North xuanxianzun? I haven't heard of it. "

"Yes, how did he show up? How can you look so similar to Chen Shenjun? Isn't Chen Shenjun going to lose? What will suddenly appear such a strong man. Is it a Dharma or a real person? "

"Northern Xuanxian Zun, is this the true origin of Chen Shenjun's identity?"

Countless people were horrified.

The space-time of the whole solar system seems to be condensed into a picture. Beixuan xianzun stands in the middle of the picture. His power, just standing there, makes time and space condense.

Although many people can't move, even a little finger can't be raised, their eyes can only turn slightly, and their hearts are oppressed by the supremacy of terror, but they can't help thinking.

Especially for those who know more, they are even more shocked.

Although they have never heard of Chen Fan's name.

But just looking at him, in the name of "immortal", we can see how terrible this "northern Xuanxian" is. Although they don't know what immortal Zun really means, even the God can only be called the God King. It can be seen that this "northern Xuanxian Zun" is also the most powerful one among the gods.

"Although the appearance of Dharma is huge, it can't really measure the power and supernatural power of an immortal. But stepping on the Dharma phase of the Heavenly God King will be hundreds of millions of feet high, even with the moon. The existence of this so-called "northern Xuanxian Zun" turns the God of stepping on the heaven into a mole ant at his feet. It's even bigger than the earth. It's almost as big as the sun. It's terrible. Such a powerful existence is absolutely the top figure in the transformation of gods, and maybe even above them! "

As long as the venerable Jiao thought about it, his whole body was shaking.

That's above the spirit!

For the whole abandoned star field and even the small South Heaven, the God has been the supreme existence. One person can trample on a sect, just like the king of heaven. Even if it is a fake God, it will still be invincible. It will last more than ten thousand years. It's beyond imagination. It's the existence of the ancient saints in the ancient holy land.

The venerable Jiao lived for 30000 years, and I heard that there were saints in the holy land of Zixiao in the depths of the ancient river of stars.

Zixiao Holy Land governs many star regions. Even if it is as strong as the sun Dynasty and as big as Xiaonan Tianjing, compared with the territory controlled by Zixiao holy land, it is as small as dust, which is not worth mentioning at all. The reason why Zixiao holy land is so high and powerful is that there are still saints in the holy land, besides the strong ones in the religion and the Taoist tradition which has been handed down for millions of years.It is conceivable that how powerful and supreme the religious figures who suppressed Xinghe and propped up an ancient holy land are now appearing on the earth, in Chen fan, who is only in the realm of Yuanying.

"It's gone."

Venerable Jiao has only one thought at the moment.

He vaguely understood that Chen Fan's origin was not just a disciple of the immortal sect. It was definitely the reincarnation of the immortal sect's great ability. Moreover, the origin of this great ability was not a common God. Maybe it was someone in the Zhenwu immortal sect who didn't know when it would fall. The origin of that identity may be higher than that of ordinary ancient sages.

It's not just him.

Qin Bamboo Slips, the king of God meteorite, are also stiff in the face at the moment. He just laughed, ready to see Chen Fan joke, but at the moment, smile like a sculpture, deeply engraved on his face. At this time, the heart of Qin bamboo slips is rolling like a storm.

"How could it be? How could he suddenly become so powerful? This is not in line with common sense. There is no magic or supernatural power that can suddenly transform a yuan infant monk into a spirit, or even better than a spirit. "

"Unless... '

" is he reincarnated? "

Thinking of this, the eyes of Qin bamboo slips are already mixed, with three parts of panic, three parts of indignation, three parts of fear, and a trace of regret looking at the standing Star River "Chen Fan". If you know that Chen fan is a great reincarnation, the origin is so amazing, he or the sun god, how can he be so arrogant and rush to the earth?

You know.

Any great power that can be reincarnated is no ordinary God. Even his father, Jinwu emperor of the sun Dynasty, is a little inferior to such a power. The power of terror shown by Chen fan is far less than that of emperor Jinwu. After more than 70000 years of Qin Bamboo Slips' life, they have read and changed many deified beings in the whole Xiaonan Tianjing, and even roamed the Xinghe river. They left Xiaonan Tianjing to roam around other star fields, and even went to the periphery of the central Xinghe world.

He has never seen such a powerful existence as Chen fan.

At the moment, Qin Jian's heart was almost filled with remorse, more and more remorse, and even tears came out. He knew that he and his father had made a mistake, and the sun god had hit the iron plate.

On the contrary, chen fan's enemies.

The people of beiqiong school, Qi Xiuer, Jiang churan, Lu Yanxue, Lao Qinglong, and even the soul of "a Xiu" in the palm of TA tianshenjun, are both surprised and happy.

They look up.

It was quickly determined that the statue was hundreds of millions of miles tall and many times larger than the earth. The whole star was like a bullet in his hand. It was definitely chen fan, because they were so similar in appearance.

Although the northern Xuanxian's face was shrouded in chaos, only a third of them were vaguely exposed, they were so familiar with Chen fan that they could almost judge their relationship by comparison. However, compared with Chen fan, who was slightly immature at this time, the "northern Xuanxian Zun" is obviously older and more profound. It seems that it has gone through the baptism of countless years of vicissitudes, with no joy or sorrow in its eyes, as if the sun and the moon were hanging high, experiencing endless time and space.

"How did the teacher become like this? Is this the teacher's secret? Wait a minute, he has many scars on his body. What kind of war did it take to get so many scars? "

For a moment, ah Xiu forgot himself and looked at chen fan.

Soon, she found that the "northern Xuanxian Zun" shrouded in chaos. Looking at it carefully, she didn't know how many wounds there were, big or small, on the towering immortal body. The big wound is tens of thousands of miles long. It runs across Chen Fan's chest and almost splits Chen Fan in half. The small wound is only about Zhang deep.

Knife, sword, axe, halberd, hook, hammer...

all kinds of wounds are countless. Many wounds are shining with different energies, and even if they are separated for many years, they still cling to them and never disappear. There are many green and black "thunder of chaos" around chen fan. Although the thunder of chaos is hundreds of thousands of miles away, many people can still feel the power of extreme terror, like a trace, which can destroy the sun and the moon, kill Yuanying, and even transform the existence of God, just like the highest punishment in the universe, which makes people tremble from the heart.

So many scars.

Can you imagine what a terrible war Chen Fan experienced in those years? That glorious and ancient war must be more fierce and legendary than the most legendary god war in the epic. Chen Fan's opponent is by no means comparable to the present TA Tian Shen Jun and even Yuan Ying's golden elixir.

However, although there are many wounds, each one can cause serious injury and even accumulation. What's more, they are haunted by the "chaos thunder" of green and black, and they live and die forever.

However, the northern Xuan immortal still stood aloof, with his hands on his back, as if there were no scars on his body. He was still the master of the universe. At the moment, he lowered his head as big as the stars, and looked at the king of stepping on heaven like a mole ant under his feet. His eyes were full of sarcasm:

"now, who do you say is a mole ant?"

Stepping on the sky god, the king's face is livid and his body is trembling.

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