typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 466 Have you succeeded in transforming into a god?

In Jinling City, five Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses faced each other in the air, their swords at war with each other.

at the same time.

Outside Jinling City, several figures also appeared on a narrow path.

An old man with white hair and wearing a white robe.

An old woman with a stooped back and a feminine breath.

A thin man wearing a green shirt with a medicinal cauldron mark embroidered on his sleeves.

The breaths of the three people were no different from ordinary people, and there was nothing unusual about them. But what was strange was that the mountain wind here was clearly strong, making the grass and trees roar.

But not a ray of wind could fall on these three people.

"Whoosh——" A mahogany flying sword quietly appeared.

The flying sword trembled, and a wave of waves burst out from the sword tip.

Boom, boom, boom.

Three crisp sounds were emitted.

It was like some kind of shackles had been broken, and the three figures that had previously hidden their aura reappeared in the world.

The strong wind howled, and the corners of his robes were blown with a hunting sound.

"well."

"It seems that you have been waiting for this day for a long time."

A sigh sounded.

Fan Zhongtian did not know when he appeared at the end of the road.

His bun was long gone, and he only had the short hair typical of an old man. He was wearing an orange-red coat with a long fluorescent yellow strip at the hem.

This outfit turned out to be the uniform of a sanitation worker.

There are even a few big characters printed on the clothes - "Jinling Sanitation"! "Brother Fan took off his Taoist robe, but put on the clothes of a secular sanitation worker. Why is this?"

The old man with white hair and white robe asked with a smile.

His temperament is as ethereal as that of a heavenly being, completely different from Fan Zhongtian's slovenly appearance.

"none of your business."

Fan Zhongtian's face was full of displeasure: "Bai Lan, you have to think clearly. Once you break the rules, it will completely break the balance."

"If the balance is broken, I will naturally not stick to Jinling."

Zheng! The peach wood flying sword made a sword cry.

He is the guardian of Jinling, guarding this place to prevent hidden forces from attacking Jinling City.

If this balance is broken.

There will be damage in Jinling City, and Fan Zhongtian will lose the title of Guardian of Jinling! But correspondingly, this will also break the cage on him, and he can do many things as he pleases.

for example.

Set foot on Nanling and kill wantonly! "Don't think that the three of you can hold me back and let Bai Changdong's trash disturb Jinling."

"Whimsical."

Fan Zhongtian sneered. He turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man with a medicine cauldron embroidered on his sleeves, his eyes sharp.

"Since Yaowang Valley has chosen to be born, I will report the situation to the Forbidden City in Kyoto."

Forbidden City in Kyoto! As soon as these five words came out, the expressions of the people on the other side changed.

The middle-aged man frowned: "Mr. Fan misunderstood. Yaowang Valley has no worldly aspirations. It is just my personal behavior and has nothing to do with Yaowang Valley."

"hypocritical."

Fan Zhongtian rolled his eyes: "Do you think I am a blind person or a fool?"

"Those people in Bai Changdong took the 'Turtle Breath Hiding Divine Pill' and thought they could enter and exit Jinling City without anyone noticing?"

"If it weren't for the veteran I wanted to see the trick, they would have been dead the moment they entered the city."

Seeing that the plan was exposed, the faces of the people on the other side looked a little solemn.

What they were solemn about was not how Fan Zhongtian found out.

What is solemn is why Fan Zhongtian found out but did not deal with it, but let those people drive in! "Fan Zhongtian, do you want to trap Bai Changdong and others in Jinling City?"

Bai Lan frowned heavily.

Boom! A strange ghost fire burst out, and all the flowers, plants and trees around Bai Lan withered, and all the vitality was swallowed up.

The death energy spread and headed towards Fan Zhongtian.

"How dare you show off your ghost skills in front of an old Taoist?"

"roll!"

Fan Zhongtian's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with golden light.

Whoa! The spreading death energy dissipated instantly.

Even the will-o'-the-wisp in front of Bai Lan was swaying and would go out if it wasn't taken back in time.

"So strong!"

"This is by no means a half-step to becoming a god. Has he already succeeded in becoming a god?"

Bai Lan felt a turmoil in his heart, but after looking at the two people beside him, he calmed down slightly.

The middle-aged man and the hunchbacked old woman took a step forward together.

Three top experts, soaring into the sky.

The situation outside Jinling City is changing, and the sun is shining brightly inside the city, but the sky here is dimming and extremely dull.

"Is it just you?"

Fan Zhongtian's face was full of disdain, and he pointed his hand towards a certain point: "Old Ghost Lu, get out of here!"

"And Zhuo, you fucking crawl into the ground every day and you're not afraid of crawling into a grave."

Space vibrates.

A dark, thin old man with a gloomy complexion and a feminine appearance was forced to reveal his figure.

The ground cracked.

A small man, as short as a dwarf, with a gray head and a gray face sprang out from the mud and rocks.

The Nascent Soul realm of the Lu family in Nanling is good at hiding their bodies and using poison.

The Zhuo family in Nanling is in the Nascent Soul realm and is good at earth escape techniques and proficient in terrain strangulation.

Plus three others.

Four of the six families in Nanling were dispatched, as well as a top expert from Yaowang Valley.

There are five peak Nascent Soul Realm experts! "That's right. Five Nascent Soul Realm peak masters may not be able to join your six Nanling families, but they are almost there."

Fan Zhongtian grinned.

But the five people on the opposite side were all on guard.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

They underestimated Fan Zhongtian's strength, and Fan Zhongtian's reaction was too strange, as if he had already known their actions! At this moment.

A loud roar suddenly came from Jinling City, and violent spiritual energy surged crazily.

There are cultivators fighting! "Haha, it was the people inside who couldn't help but start fighting first."

Fan Zhongtian grinned and turned the direction of the peach wood flying sword, pointing directly at the Jinling City.

"Believe it or not, in ten breaths of time, those people will die."

Fan Zhongtian said with a smile.

"you dare!"

"Fan Zhongtian, don't be so arrogant!"

"If we and the five of us join forces, so what if you become half a god?"

"If you take action, it will start a war!"

"You alone may not be able to defeat the five of us."

The five strong men shouted loudly, moved their bodies, and directly blocked the world in an attempt to trap Fan Zhongtian in place.

"It's so intimidating."

Fan Zhongtian smiled and shook his head. Wearing a defense worker's uniform, he took a slow step forward.

Take one step and you are so close to the end of the world.

The whole person suddenly appeared a hundred meters away.

The expressions of Bai Lan and others changed drastically. The five of them joined forces and couldn't even trap Fan Zhongtian. This was something they couldn't imagine before they came! Half-step to becoming a god?

No! It is very possible that he has succeeded in transforming into a god! A great monk in the realm of god transformation! The strong man of the Zhuo family, who was as big as a dwarf, had a look of horror on his face: "Fan Zhongtian, have you succeeded in transforming into a god?"

"you guess."

Fan Zhongtian showed a playful smile.

The more he said this, the more fearful the people opposite him became.

The scene suddenly froze, but the spiritual power fluctuations in the city became more intense.

Sudden.

An iron-blooded murderous intention came from the void.

"Fan Zhongtian, you should stop being in trouble and don't leave any traces of ink."

Accompanied by the sound of words.

An expressionless old man wearing a shabby military uniform and military boots appeared out of thin air.

This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next