Taoyuan Mountain Village: Beginning as a Grandpa

"This is?"

Many martial artists who were watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but stare at the scene in the sky with their eyes widened.

"The realm of the gods?" Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his aura gradually rose.

In the wide-eyed eyes of the crowd, the bloody light on Chen Yifan's body rushed forward, and despite the impact of the black gust of wind, it couldn't stop his body from rising towards the sky.

In the eyes of everyone, he at this moment is like a blood-colored sun rising slowly.

"This, this, this? Is this the power of the realm of the gods?"

I don't know how many warriors and cultivators stared at the black tornado and the bloody sun in a daze, feeling a little dazed in their heads, and said word by word.

Now that Chen Yifan has cultivated to the Mysterious Path, he is able to rely on emptiness to control the wind, and even without the power of the Yin Qi formation, he can climb and escape Mang step by step.In that bloody day, Chen Yifan looked around like a god.

The bloody sun versus the black tornado, this unimaginable scene appeared in the eyes of everyone.

On the outskirts of the villa area, someone had already noticed that the situation here was not right. After seeing this strange weather phenomenon, their faces were pale with fright, and it was difficult to speak.

Only those warriors who knew about it, with surprise and horror written all over their faces, stared blankly at the sky.

"Could it be that you want to see the legendary Battle of the Gods today?" An old man with white beard and hair, with a wooden sword behind his back, muttered to himself.

"The battle of the gods?" Beside the old man, a young disciple asked puzzled.

"The battle of the gods, this is a battle between the masters of the gods. Only those who have reached that level are eligible to participate in the battle." The old man's dignified expression revealed a bit of envy.

"Psychic powerhouses are like gods in the sky. Since the birth of nuclear weapons, the few recorded powerhouses have disappeared. Fighting powerhouses of that level have long been invisible."

The supernatural beings now only exist in word of mouth, and even many young people think that this realm is just a fantasy of the older generation.

And now, amidst the bloody sun and the black storm, it seemed that standing there was the legendary powerhouse.

No one expected that this battle would eventually turn into a battle of gods.

"I heard from them just now that your name is Chen Yifan. I didn't expect you to stand on the threshold of the gods." In the black tornado, came the unbelievable voice of King Yin.

"Since this is the case, there is no need for us to continue this battle. The life and death of these ants has nothing to do with us."

"You kill them all."

what?
Hearing King Yin's words, Hei Guzi and Chaoyang felt their brains go numb for a while, and they almost vomited blood.

With such a big heart, the use of this dragon group is listed as a forbidden existence. Unexpectedly, in the end, this terrifying Yin king asked Chen Yifan to kill them all.

"The psychic state you speak of doesn't have much to do with me, but I know very well that you are just a half psychic." Chen Yifan said lightly.

"It's enough to say it now. Anyone who dares to rob me has never survived."

"you!"

Yin Wang's complexion instantly darkened, and he sneered again and again.

"Huangkou boy, don't you really know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, how can you imagine that this king has condensed the ghostly spirit for two or three hundred years? Let you be the sacrifice of this king's rebirth today."

After the words fell, his palm, which was like black steel, grabbed forward.

Rumble!
The sharp black claws mixed with the aura of the corpse descended from the fleeing mansion, and mixed with the billowing wind, they approached Chen Yifan.The violent wind turned the surrounding vegetation into ice sculptures, enough to make one's soul tremble.

The same simple grasp and use again, but it is already a completely different level of strength.

In the fight with Chen Yifan just now, King Yin did not loosen his shackles, and it was difficult to resist Chen Yifan's casual punch with a single palm.But now with another palm strike, the power is no longer what it used to be.

Swallowing the vitality of the world, and condensing his own corpse energy, this palm may completely shatter a heavy armored tank.

"Useless move!"

Chen Yifan scolded coldly, and punched forward just like before.

boom!
The sky and the earth roared, and the bloody aura condensed on Chen Yifan's head, like a tsunami surging towards the king of Yin.

King Yin only felt that the air around him was frozen, as if there was an invisible pressure from all directions, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"This kind of terrifying power? Could it be that this guy is also an old monster!"

In astonishment, the blood-colored punch had already collided with the black sharp claws. Under Yin Wang's unbelievable gaze, the sharp claws formed by the condensed corpse energy were instantly shattered and turned into a puff of smoke. Quartet.

Just the wind of the fist shattered his sharp claws, and his strength after entering the realm of Tongxuan was no longer simply multiplied.

Not to mention that there is only a half-witted psychic realm in front of him, even if a real psychic powerhouse is here, Chen Yifan doesn't take it seriously.

"No wonder you dare to be so rampant!"

King Yin's face became extremely serious, and he finally felt how powerful the person in front of him possessed.

"Unexpectedly, in this world, there are still strong people like you. I thought that the realm of the gods was almost dead."

Facing King Yin's seriousness, Chen Yifan just said indifferently.

"A lot of nonsense."

After the first confrontation when they were unshackled, Yin Wang was surprised by the strength of Chen Yifan's true energy. Even if he had accumulated 300 years of corpse energy, he seemed to be inferior to the young man in front of him.

But before he could figure out where Chen Yifan came from, Chen Yifan's hand moved again.

"Congeal the sword!"

Chen Yifan raised his right hand slightly, then moved forward a little.

The dazzling golden pure yang energy condensed in front of him, turned into dozens of golden long swords, gathered into a storm of blades, and flew towards King Yin.Each pure yang sword is three feet and three feet long, and each sword is sharp enough to cut gold and stone.

The storm of golden sword energy roared, causing a long golden river to appear in the sky, shining on the heaven and earth.

"change!"

King Yin didn't dare to underestimate this storm of sword energy, and immediately let out a violent roar, with corpse aura surging from his body.

The corpse aura condensed for 300 years poured out from his body, like a river bursting its embankment, covering his body in an instant, constantly condensing and changing.

Everyone only saw a cloud of black clouds appearing in the sky, and then turned into a black cloud giant more than ten meters tall, punching the blade storm with a fist.