The first thousand one hundred and nineteen chapters see the sun again, the feud of the drought
Master Taiyi said, "You have been practicing here for a hundred years, so I won't keep you here. This is not a place where you should stay for a long time." After saying that, Master Taiyi took out a sign and said, "You can take this thing with you."
Once you get out, Hou Zhong won't dare to touch you."
With that said, Master Taiyi took out a dark red sign and said, "Take it away."
Chen Fan lowered his head, glanced silently, put it down, bowed to Master Taiyi, and then left. Master Taiyi looked at Chen Fan silently.
Kunlun Sword Sect, several people were still talking in the master's hall.
In the First Fierce Prison, the five great Xuan Yings were sitting cross-legged on the ground, practicing silently. They were the guards here, and at this moment, a sudden stream of light flew out and landed in front of them. The Kunlun Sword Sect
The five Xuanyings were shocked and suddenly opened their eyes.
All I saw in front of me was a young man standing there expressionless, with a blank look on his face, looking around, "It's been a hundred years..."
When Chen Fan came out, he felt that the longevity in his body was flying away.
Chen Fan has been cultivating underground for a hundred years. In fact, his life span has only been lost for ten years. As soon as Chen Fan left this endless hell, the life span in Chen Fan's body began to fly away again, until all these hundred years were lost.
go.
As a result, Chen Fan's temples became a little whiter. Chen Fan was at the peak of his Xuanying period and had a lifespan of about two thousand. Once exhausted, he will return to dust and dust to dust.
For Chen Fan, a hundred years is neither too much nor too little. Once the three flowers gather at the top, the limit of longevity will be broken, reaching about five thousand years.
As for a real person, it takes ten thousand years to start. Only a flying immortal can live forever.
It's a long story, but for Chen Fan's trance, it only lasted a moment. Next to him, a frightened voice came from the side, "It's you, Chen Fan!"
The four elders, all with white beards, stood up in disbelief and trembled all over, "You're not dead yet? How did you get out?"
They naturally recognized Chen Fan. A hundred years ago, he was thrown into purgatory and was bound to die. A hundred years later, everyone thought that he should have no bones left. However, he came out again, and he was still intact!
How is this possible!
Chen Fan looked at them with a hint of coldness.
"Go and report, we will stop him!" A Xuan Ying-stage powerful man stepped forward, looking at Chen Fan with a sinister look in his eyes, "Chen Fan, you should be a dead person, if you are
Just stay down there and no one dares to touch you, but you dare to come up today."
"No wonder I waited and set up the formation!"
These people shouted low, and immediately formed a formation to surround Chen Fan. They made a seal with their hands, and with a bang, a stream of light flew up from behind.
It was a sword carried on his back. At this moment, the sword flew out of the scabbard and headed straight for Chen Fan.
Four flying swords all surrounded Chen Fan, and on the other side, a person also controlled a rainbow and flew far away.
Seeing this situation, Chen Fan shook his head, withdrew his hands, and a terrifying aura filled the air from his body.
"Master, it's not good!"
The man in black robe and Hou Zhong were having a conversation when suddenly, a panicked voice sounded, and a Xuanying stumbled in.
"What's going on in such a panic? How is it appropriate?" In front of this outsider, Hou Zhong had to darken his face and said in a low voice. The man in black robe in the upper room picked up the tea cup with a trace of calmness on his face.
Xuan Ying took one look at the situation in the hall, and knelt down with a bang, "Go back to the head, that Chen Fan,... that Chen Fan broke out!"
"What?" Hou Zhong couldn't believe it and his eyes widened, "Which Chen Fan? Isn't he already dead? What on earth are you talking about?"
"That's it, that's it..."
"Master Hou, don't worry." As he said that, a plain voice sounded, and from outside the hall, a young man slowly walked in, "I'm coming right now."
Hou Zhong suddenly looked up. Outside the main hall, a group of Kunlun Sword Sect disciples surrounded this man, but they did not dare to step forward. When he took a step, the crowd dispersed. Seven or eight Xuanying stood nervously.
Behind him, but not daring to stop him, he was at the peak of the Xuan Ying stage, and now that the Three Flowers had gathered together and couldn't make a move, Chen Fan was the strongest one!
It is not a problem to forcefully break into the Kunlun Sword Sect, but if you want to go down the mountain smoothly, you still need to deal with the Hou Tomb.
Otherwise, wouldn't it become a joke if Chen Fan, the most ancient land in the world, is allowed to come and go as he pleases?
Chen Fan didn't think he could escape easily.
"You're not dead?"
Hou Zhong's face darkened and he looked very ugly, but he was such a sophisticated man. The shock only flashed across his eyes for a moment, and his face immediately darkened, "Bold criminal, I miss you."
At a young age, I just banished you to the endless hell. You don't want to be grateful, but you dare to escape and come here to talk nonsense. Look at this, no matter how merciful I am, I can't keep you!"
A trace of ferocious smell flashed out from his eyes, and a trace of terrifying aura emerged from his body.
With a bang, the terrifying power of the three flowers rushed out. Above the main hall, three huge flowers of true energy lay across the sky!
Under this power, Chen Fan's body stiffened and he felt a slight sense of suffocation.
For Chen Fan, the pressure of the Three Flowers Gathering is still very terrifying.
"Master, wait a moment."
On one side, a cold female voice sounded from the side, "Can you leave this person to me?"
Hou Zhong was stunned and looked around. Yin Yang Gui Ji stood up and stared at Chen Fan, "Do you still remember me?" There was a hint of resentment and a trace of struggle in Yin Yang Gui Ji's dull eyes.
"Yin Yang Ghost Princess?" Chen Fan was startled and looked at the person aside. Only then did Chen Fan recognize that this was someone from the previous world!
Has the last generation already controlled the drought? Chen Fan was a little unbelievable.
The Han Demon was created by the demon fetus in order to better seize the body, but unfortunately it failed. At the moment of saving people, Chen Fan only rescued the master Li Wanji, but gave up the Yin Yang Ghost Princess.
Chen Fan also had a certain amount of responsibility for her transformation into a human and a ghost.
Seeing the Yin Yang Ghost Princess, the coldness in Chen Fan's heart suddenly softened. After a pause, Chen Fan said calmly, "It's right for you to hate me. That day, I couldn't save one more person, so I chose
My master has given up on you."
"You take revenge on me. This is your right."
"As long as you understand!" Yin Yang Gui Ji's eyes revealed a trace of ferociousness and trembling complexity. Next to her, the corners of Hou Zhong's mouth couldn't help but raise a little interestingly.
"Since there is a grudge between you two, I can't interfere casually." Hou Zhong said with a smile, "Please do so."