Doomsday Shura: I have an ancestor-level killing recovery system

Yan Hongye unknowingly became Chen Fan's squire, and followed him from the 230 triple level all the way through thorns and thorns, and experienced countless bloody storms.

Facts have proved that Yan Hongye is indeed the blood of Yan Shisan, the sun-slaying sword demon, and has a frighteningly high talent in the way of the sword.

Just after a bit of coaching, she has been able to transform the power that made her feel overwhelmed with pain into her own, and integrate it into her own way of swordsmanship, displaying a terrifying state.

In just one month, Chen Fan, accompanied by Yan Hongye, broke through fifty obstacles, and his perception of swordsmanship also rose to a new level unconsciously, and he was only a step away from the four-star sword emperor.This speed, even Jade finds it inconceivable.

"One sword Asura, one thought seven kills. Maybe what you comprehend is the true meaning of Asura Sword Master"

When Chen Fan turned into seven Shuras with one sword and evolved different sword skills, Yan Hongye suddenly understood.The Asura Seven Kills she comprehended is actually still the Sun Slaying Sword Art left to her by her father.And the real Shura Seven Kills should be a unity of body and soul, not just a random bit of killing intent.

On the other hand, while Chen Fan was suppressing the pain for herself, Yan Hongye also gradually and vaguely understood what she had encountered.

The Eight Desolate Ancestor Stones had long ago selected her as a future follower of the Desolate Ancestor, because she was not destroyed by the power of the Desolation, and she just passed the test.

Now even if she is a god, this fact cannot be changed, because Huang's power has merged with her.

However, Yan Hongye did not resist becoming the servant of the future wild ancestor.Although Chen Fan's realm in front of her is not as good as hers, but along the way, she found that Chen Fan is destined to suffer a big loss when measured only by his cultivation realm.

Even if Huang's power is removed, she finds that she can't say that she can definitely keep Chen Fan.The consequence of this is that once Chen Fan grows up, it will be the death of his opponent.

"barren."

Chen Fan was not idle either. While breaking through the barriers at Jiejianya to comprehend all kinds of exquisite swordsmanship, he also felt the power of desolation in his body.Huang's power is very strange and terrifying, he only needs to use it a little, and it will explode with unexpected power.

It was getting closer and closer to the 333 level Jie Jianya, above the 3 level, Chen Fan met a white robed monk with a bald head.

The monk looked ten years younger than Chen Fan, with three ring scars and a golden swastika embossed on his head, he looked a little immature, but his strength was extraordinary.

His cultivation level was not suppressed, he was only in the first level of the God Transformation Realm, but he was on par with Chen Fan, and he was undefeated after more than a hundred moves.

After this battle, Chen Fan's swordsmanship was a matter of course and broke through to the four-star Sword Emperor in one fell swoop.Seeing Chen Fan's breakthrough, the monk suddenly withdrew his hand and looked at Chen Fan curiously.

"It's beyond my expectation that there will be a monk with your strength in the lower realm. Who are you?"

The childishness on the white-robed monk's face was still intact, and his voice seemed to be still in the stage of changing.But when he spoke, he had a unique aura of a superior, as if a giant was examining the insects and ants on the ground.

"It doesn't matter who I am, if you are not convinced, you can fight again."

Chen Fan didn't give in at all, he thought this white-robed monk was weird.Now he is on the Jiejian Cliff, and he must be careful when looking for murder everywhere.

"Haha, it's the little monk who is obsessed with appearance. It won't be long before we meet again."

The monk was slightly taken aback, couldn't help scratching his head, and laughed out loud.He didn't fight Chen Fan again, turned around and disappeared on the steps.

After the white-robed monk left, Yan Hongye, who had been guarding him all the time, came forward with a thoughtful look in his eyes.Also making the same expression was Fei Cui. She seemed to have noticed something extraordinary about this monk, but she was not sure for a while.

Chen Fan didn't have time to think about it. After recovering a little bit, he also stepped on the steps to the next level of Jiejian Cliff, and continued to improve himself to break through the level.

"Kill, kill, kill"

Within a day, Chen Fan passed the four tests as if possessed by a killing god.Most of the time, he had to face 21 Shura clones of five-star sword emperors.

In this battle, Chen Fan's sword practice improved by leaps and bounds unknowingly.With such speed and improvement, Yan Hongye suddenly burst into tears, and merged Chen Fan with the image of his father Yan Shisan in his memory.

Chen Fan didn't stop, and went to the next level non-stop every time he passed one level, pushing himself to the limit and stimulating his greatest potential.

With Devouring Sky in his body, he doesn't need to care about his recovery speed at all.And this kind of persecution again and again made the power to devour the sky even more terrifying.

"Brother Chenfan, the death cave is right in front of you. The power of the four sword gods forms a world of its own here, and the cultivation bases of all passers-by will be fully restored and will no longer be suppressed, even those fairy weapons whose power was originally sealed And holy artifacts will no longer be suppressed, so those with low cultivation levels will be at an obvious disadvantage. In fact, the death cave is not actually part of Jiejianya."

330 The Triple Jiejian Cliff will arrive soon. At the end of the steps is a strange world full of stars. Two huge stars, one black and one red, hang in the sky.

Just like what Fei Cui said, this place is indeed a world of its own and does not belong to Jie Jianya.Once here, Chen Fan felt that all restraints were gone.

Under the huge stars, there is an endless sea of ​​blooming flowers, exuding a faint fragrance, and they are all peach blossoms. Being here is like entering a picture scroll.In this endless sea of ​​flowers, there grows a nine-color glazed tree with a radius of seven feet and six feet.

The tree circles upwards nine times like a soaring dragon shining continuously under the light of two stars. If you look closely, there are seven red fruits hanging on the tree, and there are human-shaped facial features appearing in the brilliant rays of light. It is as peculiar as each individual baby.

Under the light of two huge stars, one black and one red, the expression of the baby's facial features was constantly changing from joy to sorrow, and there was an indescribable weirdness in the strangeness.

When Chen Fan came up, there were already several figures standing aside.One of them was the white-robed monk, and Han Shengxuan and Jin Zhuliu were among the others.

When they saw that there were three people in Chen Fan's party, they couldn't help but shrink their eyes.Han Shengxuan's expression was particularly strange. He found that in such a short period of time, Chen Fan had already reached the peak of the fourth heaven of transformation.

"The benefactor is indeed not an ordinary person, and he has made such great progress in just a few days. The poor monk is not empty of Sanzang, dare to ask the benefactor's name?"

The white-robed monk's eyes gleamed with golden light, and his eyes swept across three of Chen Fan's, and finally locked his eyes on Chen Fan.

He was surprised that Chen Fan's speed was so fast in such a short period of time.And he always felt that there seemed to be some cause and effect between himself and Chen Fan.

"There is no need to ask for the name of the dead person. His life no longer belongs to me, but to my Holy Ruins. Bukong Sanzang, the battle between your Sumeru Sect and Daxitian is coming soon. Do you still want to compete with my Holy Ruins Dharma Realm?" length?"

Before Bukong Sanzang finished speaking, Han Shengxuan cut him off with a merciless snort.A cold light flickered in his eyes, and he did not conceal the murderous intent at all, squinting at Chen Fan.

"Master, you are very polite. It turns out that you are the descendant of Sumeru Sect. No wonder you have such an atmosphere and cultivation level, and you are in the next world."

This monk turned out to be the descendant of Sumeru Sect, this was beyond Chen Fan's expectation.And thinking of Xu Mizong, he couldn't help but see that fat man Cao Yumo in front of his eyes, he immediately felt relieved, and smiled back.Anyway, he and Cao Yumo have a very close relationship, people respect me a foot and I respect others, there is no need to speak ill of each other.

"It turns out that you are a good brother of the master, no wonder there is such a scene. The monk Bukong Sanzang has met the uncle, and I hope that the uncle will forgive me if I offended him before."

The expression on Bukong Sanzang's face changed when he heard the words, and his master's instructions could not help ringing in his ears.Naturally, it was not the first time he had heard of the name Chen Fan, combined with his own observations, the next second he put his hands together and knelt down towards Chen Fan, without any hesitation in his expression.

Han Shengxuan and Jin Zhuliu's complexion changed greatly with this reverent uncle and the ceremony of bowing to the head, and they showed expressions of astonishment and astonishment.

And such a scene, even Chen Fan was somewhat unexpected.Bukong Sanzang is actually related to Cao Yumo, and even claims to be his disciple. Such etiquette is rare in the cultivation world.

"Master, please be polite, please hurry up. Dare to ask if the respected master is Cao Yumo."

The moment he realized it, Chen Fan didn't hold back.He stepped forward and stretched out his hands, and hurriedly helped Sanzang up.In order not to cause an oolong, he still asked a question with some uncertainty, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Master's secular name is exactly what my uncle said. He has already returned to Sumerian for retreat. Before the retreat, he told me that when we see my uncle, I must greet him with elder courtesy, otherwise I will break my leg and be expelled from the master. Sanzang didn't know it before. Uncle, please don't mind if you offend me, otherwise the monk will definitely have his legs broken."

Bukong Sanzang's words became more modest and polite, and his speech was completely in the attitude of a junior, and he was no longer as popular as before.

The expressions of Han Shengxuan and Jin Zhuliu suddenly became a little strange.Especially Han Shengxuan, he naturally knew who Bukong Sanzang's master was.Being able to call Cao Yumo brothers and sisters is obviously recognized.

Cao Yumo's position in Xumitian is supernatural, and he is a master of rebirth in the ninth world.Daxitian has always wanted to annex Xumitian, and the one he fears the most is the ugly Cao Yumo.Thinking of this, Han Shengxuan became a little more jealous of Chen Fan, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Naturally, Chen Fan would no longer be hostile. Since Bukong Sanzang had pointed out his identity and background and was so humble and polite, he would not care about emotion or reason.

After exchanging pleasantries, they stood aside, watching the Wanhun Yangshen fruit tree, while secretly guarding against other sudden changes.