Horror revival: I can see returns

On the Yunyan River.

Because of the words of Qinhuai Bayan's maid.

It was a complete mess.

Everyone is fighting with all their might.

Use all your strength.

Outbursts of ruthless hands towards the people around.

Every move and style is aimed at the deadly part.

Want to kill those around you.

Compete for a place on board the upstairs ship.

Zhuang Fan looked coldly at the crowd who were already fighting like beasts, his eyes filled with indifference.

A piece of body-protecting light erupted from his body, forming a light curtain, covering Xu Fei and others, walking on waves, walking towards the building boat.

The crowd around them seemed to automatically ignore them.

When all the magical weapons rushed towards them, they seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier and were all bounced away.

However, some powerful enemies finally set their sights on them, waved the weapons in their hands one after another, radiated a monstrous cold light, and killed Zhuang Fan and the others.

"A group of people who don't know the heights of heaven and earth dare to attack me. They wanted you to live for a while. Since you are so shameless and want to die by yourself, then I will send you all to the west."

"Caozi... Sword Art!"

Looking coldly at the rushing crowd, Zhuang Fan's mouth showed a very cold arc.

A towering, incomparably tall, three-leaf sword grass condensed from hundreds of millions of sword qi emerged.

Rooted in a bright sea of ​​stars.

As the branches and leaves swayed, a large amount of sword energy fell down, all of which evolved into flying swords with a terrifying aura, like the divine soldiers of the ancient emperor, whose arrogance was so powerful that it shook the eternal sky.

Cut out all the horrific cracks in the surrounding void.

Endless chaotic storms spread out from those cracks.

It turned into a very terrifying wind blade, like a real magic knife, slashing in all directions.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to become a world composed of countless swords, swords, swords and lights.

That sharp and sharp cold light destroyed everything around it into fly ash.

Even the vast and boundless Yunyan River, which could not be seen at a glance, was forcibly divided into two halves. The billowing river water was divided into two by the big crack cut by the sword energy, and all flowed backwards.

And those people who charged towards Zhuang Fan and Xu Fei had already been chopped into pieces by those chaotic storms and divine swords before they even approached them.

The surrounding world crackled like a heavy rain of flesh and blood, all of which fell into the water of the Yunyan River.

It dyed the already scarlet river water even more dazzlingly.

The rich blood is almost indissoluble.

With the wind between heaven and earth, it floats in all directions.

Has been heard a great distance.

For a long time.

"Brother, shouldn't it be said that with you, a strong man who looks hard at the second level of the mirror, by my side, I feel like I can walk sideways under the sky, such as the Tianpeng clan, the Jinqi clan, the holy land of Yaochi... Fuck every minute Turn them over, don't pay attention to them at all."

"I feel safe this time. Brother Zhuang Fan is here, let alone a mere golden unicorn son. Even if their ancestors come, they probably won't be able to get any bargains, and they may fall here. "

"Let's kill or kidnap all these arrogances of all races later, and let their clansmen use the treasures of geniuses to redeem people. Besides, those eight beauties of the Qinhuai River can't be wasted, take them all away, and give them to the descendants of the big bandits Be a wife."

"..."

Seeing pretending to be ordinary and beheading those arrogances is like watching melons and cutting vegetables.

The teacher had already prepared and guessed in his heart, but when they really saw the terrifying scene in front of them, Xu Fei and the others still felt a strong sense of surprise in their hearts.

After all, although they are the descendants of the great gangsters, they rarely see strong people in the hard-lit environment take action.

I just heard before that even the top monks in the Great Sacred Realm can kill them like ants on the ground in front of the power of the Reflecting Realm.

They didn't believe it at first.

Feel a little exaggerated.

But after seeing Zhuang Fan make a move.

Only then did they realize that what they had heard before was still too conservative.

There is no expression of the horror that reflects the power of the environment.

If you really explode with all your strength.

It is estimated that no matter how powerful the great holy land is, it is not an opponent who looks hard in the mirror.

This is a qualitative change between the two realms.

It cannot be compensated by quantity at all.

The gap between the two is like the distance between heaven and earth.

If people in the Great Sage Realm want to kill Da Neng in the Reflecting Realm, unless they use crowd tactics.

Use the lives of countless people to drag them to death.

And it must be in a place where the aura of heaven and earth is completely imprisoned and cannot be replenished.

Otherwise, even if they can get a little bit of spiritual energy, the strong who look hard at the mirror can recover in an instant.

Moreover, relying on their powerful cultivation base and strength, they have jumped out of the shackles of heaven and earth, and can run rampant in the universe without any constraints.

Even those terrifying chaotic storms and chaotic turbulent currents... couldn't do much damage to them.

all in all.

A superpower who looks hard into the mirror, if he doesn't want to die because he can't think about it, before the life essence is exhausted, it is almost equivalent to immortality, and the vitality is more tenacious than Xiaoqiang, so it is very difficult to kill.

Of course, this difficulty to kill is relative.

If the strength is far beyond the target, it is possible to train him to death with powerful divine power, and it will directly cut off the possibility of the opponent's resurrection.

After all, not everyone has the True Phoenix Treasure Art like Zhuang Fan, which can bring the dead back to life, and also has the elixir, which can allow them to live another life without worrying about their own longevity.

Except for Xu Fei and others who were full of disbelief.

The other people on the Yunyan River also subconsciously stopped fighting after seeing Zhuang Fan's terrifying fighting power.

Everyone's eyes widened.

The two eyes are full of sluggishness.

He was dazed, staying in place like a wood carving and clay sculpture.

The mouth is so open that I wish I could stuff a basketball into it.

I couldn't believe what I saw with my own eyes.

"Gollum!"

"Who is this young guy? Why does he have such great power?"

"It feels like those saint kings are in his hands, just like three-year-old children, they can crush and manipulate at will, and they don't have the strength to fight back at all."

"He looks like a human race, and the three young men who follow him are descendants of the Nine Great Bandits. Is this human youth an unknown descendant of the Nine Great Bandits?"

"What you said is very possible. After all, among these big forces, they like to hide some very talented people in the snow. When they grow to a certain level, they will be released to travel around the world."

"..."

After a short silence, the surrounding crowd.

All of them talked about it.

Guessing Zhuang Fan's identity.