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Chapter 132: Destruction of the World (Chapter 4)

As soon as the terrifying stream of light fell down, it immediately enveloped the throne. At that moment, Chen Fan's body trembled, and he was sweating like rain. Chen Fan closed his eyes tightly, his face was ashen, and his body was trembling a little.

The next moment, Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Everything in front of me disappeared...

This is a bloody ancient battlefield. On this ancient battlefield, swords dripping with blood and the setting sun cuts off the blood.

Extremely sad.

"Ancient sword field?" Chen Fan pondered, and couldn't help but think of Fifth Wentian's words, so he couldn't help but let go of his eyes and looked around. This ancient sword field could hardly be seen at a glance, and there were corpses everywhere. This scene,

It seems a bit familiar!

Chen Fan was stunned. Isn't this the same illusory scene he saw at the beginning when he saw the word "Jianqiu" on the giant monument?

really!

Directly in front, I saw only a sad figure, which had slowly appeared. This figure had an unusually sad back, as if it was looking back at its destroyed planet.

In his hand, resting a sword.

This majestic figure slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this moment, from the sky, a picture that Chen Fan had never seen in his life gradually emerged. In this picture, a second creature appeared again, that is, a huge, dark

palm!

When he saw this palm, Chen Fan couldn't help but trembled, "No, it's wrong!"

Shouldn't I enter the trial of the ancient sword field introduced by this throne? Why did I see this scene? This is not a trial at all, this is simply the scene that the owner of the ancient tomb saw before he died!

But why do you see this?

But at this moment, Chen Fan no longer cared to think about this. He only saw this huge black hand above the sky, like a living creature, slowly tearing open the sky! The big black hand's

The aura was so terrifying that the owner of the ancient tomb, a real person, looked as small as an ant under this palm!

Under the law of heaven, everyone is an ant!

Immediately afterwards, this black palm began to slowly fall from the sky to this planet! Destroy the world! Chen Fan saw countless living beings in ruins, and millions of sects rushed towards this black palm, but under this palm, it was fragile

Like smoke and dust, it dispersed with a wave, but this palm was still falling slowly. The palm fell to the extreme, the planet was everywhere, the sect collapsed, and the mountains and rivers flowed backwards.

The whole world is being destroyed!

"Ah!" Chen Fan, who was far away, could not help but scream miserably, "You are not a real person from the North Tribulation Star!"

Chen Fan has determined that this is not a real person on the North Tribulation Star, but a real person from another star field, a foreign person!

His planet was destroyed by this big black hand, and he himself also died. The last soul of the dead fled to the earth, and finally established the ancient tomb pattern of seven stars swallowing the sun.

This is not a local real person, but the tomb of an outsider!

But Chen Fan screamed in agony, not because of this, but because Chen Fan was peeping at a being that he shouldn't be peeping into, which caused Chen Fan's own mind to be severely damaged!

If you continue to look at it, your mind will inevitably collapse along with the collapse of this planet!

If you look from the outside, you can clearly see that on Chen Fan's body, a line of blood has begun to flow out from his closed eyes. The blood is flowing out of these eyes, which looks very scary.

Chen Fan's body was trembling. Chen Fan already understood that this is inheritance. Once Chen Fan withdraws, Chen Fan will not get this inheritance. And if it goes on, Chen Fan is likely to be wiped out because this is really terrible.

Well, even if Chen Fan is a real person, he can't peep into it!

This realm is far beyond Chen Fan's understanding.

However, at the moment, Chen Fan no longer cares about this so-called inheritance. There seems to be a voice in his heart that is motivating Chen Fan, asking Chen Fan to keep looking, keep looking! In this world, Chen Fan's body is trembling, and his eyes are bleeding with terrifying blood.

But Chen Fan's stubborn body remained motionless, looking up.

Chen Fan suddenly felt that he was very much like those crazy ancient sages in the temple. They knew that it was death, but they were still "peeping at the gods"

What is voyeurism?

This is an almost heaven-defying cultivation method spread in the ancient temple.

As we all know, the horror of heaven is not allowed for mortals to peep. Even if they are as powerful as real people, once they try to peep, it will be like the naked eye peering into the giant sun, which will burn their eyes in an instant. But this "Peeping God" method is to peep at heaven and look directly at this

God's way!

Under the pressure of Heaven, the mental power was completely shattered, then reorganized, and once again peeked into the Heaven! This cycle made the mental power more and more condensed! But this cultivation method is simply crazy and unbelievable.

At this moment, Chen Fan felt like he was "peeping at the gods"!

I know I will die if I keep watching, but I still watch stubbornly!

In the ancient sword field, this lonely and sad figure slowly raised his head, and from the corner of his eyes, a line of blood and tears slowly ran down, "Why, under the law of heaven, are all ants?"

"Why don't you let us go?"

Under this terrifying black giant hand, even as a real person, he can instantly feel his own insignificance. Under this giant hand, there will be no difference between a real person and an ant on the roadside.

the difference!

The only one, maybe this is a stronger one...

This figure looked sad, and slowly raised the sword in his hand, and from behind him, nine terrifying shadows suddenly appeared together with him. The auras of these nine shadows were not weaker than his at all.

It is the realm of real people.

Top ten real breaths!

Chen Fan was horrified, what kind of method is this, so incredible?

But even so, it was of no avail. In the last scene, the ten shadows were like moths flying towards the flame, heading straight for the black palm, but it was of no avail. When the palm fell down, everyone was wiped out!

There was not even a trace of ripples in this black palm, and it did not even take the initiative to attack this real person.

But this real person's physical body has been shattered. The last scene is to see a remnant of his soul, in an almost miserable posture, escaping from his physical body in embarrassment. The giant black hand fell, and the screen collapsed!

"Pfft...!" Chen Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and his vision went black.

In my mind, a voice has already fallen. This is the voice of a real person. He sighed lowly and said, "Hey, fellow Taoist, this 'Nine Shadows Divine Art' has been passed down to you. The road to cultivation is long. You monks,

Let’s go ahead and take on the next step.”

"One day, I will be able to cut down the sky."

"...FaTian!"

ah!

When the last voice fell, Chen Fan felt like he was struck by lightning. He stood up suddenly and tightened his head. A large amount of information was poured into Chen Fan's mind.

The Nine Shadows Magic Skill! This is the magic skill that the person from the ancient tomb practiced before!

Before Chen Fan had time to digest this information, his eyes suddenly opened, he was breathing heavily, his face was extremely pale, and there wasn't even a trace of blood on his face. "What is this?" Chen Fan couldn't help but murmur.

Cutting the sky, what is cutting the sky?

Even if he reaches Chen Fan's level, Chen Fan doesn't even know what it means to conquer the sky?

Chen Fan's body shook for a moment and then gradually calmed down, but his mind was filled with information for a moment, as if it was about to explode. This made Chen Fan's face livid and ugly, and under his eyes, there were two lines of black. The blood is very scary.

"How's it going?" Fifth Wentian below couldn't help but rush forward and couldn't help but ask.

He didn't know this. All he cared about was the inheritance of the tomb owner.

"...I understand." Chen Fan sighed and didn't even look at the Fifth Wentian. No wonder the owner of the ancient tomb didn't build his tomb into one of the top ten evil formations, just to leave his own legacy. precious.

But, you monks are following each other one after another. This seems to mean that the monks have a common idea?

But this is impossible. Why don’t I, as a real person from Beijiexing, know about this?

Raising his head and taking a look at the Fifth Wentian, Chen Fan calmed down.


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