Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

At the same time, the chances of becoming immortals that had disappeared for a long time in other territories also reappeared from nothingness, turning into immortal light and shining on the sky.

A total of nine immortal lights, reflected in the sky above the major territories, forming a magnificent vision!

The fairy light illuminates the nine heavens and ten places, and even ordinary people are shocked.

With the birth of the opportunity to become an immortal belonging to the Middle Earth, the opportunities to become an immortal in each domain that had disappeared before came to the world one after another, as if they had received some kind of signal.

"Oh my god, nine is the ultimate!"

"In the last era tens of thousands of years ago, there was only a chance to become an immortal in the Six Paths."

"In this era, there are nine opportunities to become immortals, which means that there are at least nine people who can become immortals in this world!"

"After waiting for tens of thousands of years, this moment is finally here, and I will definitely become a fairy in this world."

"Nine opportunities to become immortals, I want to monopolize two of them, no one can snatch them from me!"

"The opportunity to become a fairy has really come, and the great war has finally begun. I have been waiting for a long time for this moment."

……

In all the major territories, the strong and old monsters who aspire to become immortals all showed determination. There are nine chances to become immortals, and they will fight for it no matter what.

"Nine chances to become a fairy."

"It's incredible."

Inside the Demon Locking Tower, Zhao Fan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep enough to see through endless time and space.

Over the past few years, he has been silently cultivating in the tower and has become stronger than before.

Although it is only the fifth floor of the Mahayana stage, as long as he wants to, he can enter the sixth floor of the Mahayana stage at any time.

The Nine Daoes represent the immortal light of the opportunity to become an immortal, blooming with dazzling brilliance, making all the immortal cultivators feel a little restless.

In the various territories, no matter if it is a famous mountain or a treasured place, or a deadly land, one after another unimaginably strong figures have emerged from the ground one after another!

In the past, the opportunities to become immortals in various domains had just been born, blending into the heavens and the earth invisibly, and it was impossible for immortal cultivators to catch them.

But it is different now, with the birth of the last fairy fate in Middle Earth, the chances of becoming immortals in each domain are really born, and you can feel the specific location and breath.

So they no longer hibernate, but immediately, they turn into afterimages of flowing light, scrambling towards the opportunities to become immortals in various domains.

Of course, even if the opportunity to become a fairy is born, it is not that simple to catch it.

This kind of fairy fate is ethereal and invisible, and it has the self-awareness endowed by heaven and earth. When it feels danger, it will escape into the void and escape at an extremely fast speed.

Unless it is a top immortal cultivator, it is difficult for ordinary people to catch up.

bang...

At this moment, without any suspense, terrible battles broke out in all major territories.

The land, mountains and rivers collapsed, the great rivers and rivers evaporated, and the terrifying energy eclipsed the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon.

Facing the tempting opportunity to become a fairy, few strong people can keep calm and restraint, especially the old monsters who have been waiting for tens of thousands of years, fell into madness, and immediately rushed to the fairy light, wanting to Defeat competitors to get this hard-won chance to become a fairy.

The entire world of cultivating immortals fell into terrible chaos.

In Middle-earth Shenzhou, looking at the opportunity to become an immortal floating in the sky, there are also strong people who can't help it.

The ancestor of the Qingyun Sword Sect, the Sword Saint Yan Nantian, condensed the supreme sword energy into a big hand, and grabbed the opportunity to become a fairy in endless time and space.

Yan Nantian is known as the sword master, but he was defeated by Zhao Fan at the beginning. After all these years of painstaking training, he is now a second-tier strongman in the Mahayana stage.

"I, Yan Nantian, aspire to become an immortal, and I also want to become a swordsman among immortals!"

"This opportunity to become an immortal in the Middle-Earth Divine State, I am determined."

Yan Nantian's eyes were hot, and his expression was determined. His sword qi pierced through layers of void, and moved towards the opportunity to become an immortal.

"Your Excellency is too impatient."

"All the treasures of heaven and earth are predestined to get them. This chance of becoming an immortal is predestined for me, so let me accept it."

Before Yan Nantian's big hand with sword qi approached, a burst of golden gangster energy suddenly appeared, shaking the big hand to collapse.

"who is it?"

Yan Nantian's expression changed suddenly, and he stared fixedly at the end of the void for the first time, only to see a black-haired figure standing proudly thousands of miles away, his whole body was filled with stellar energy, full of a powerful and awe-inspiring aura.

"Patriarch of Canglan Sect, Ji Wuchang!"

He recognized this person as the Patriarch of the Canglan Sect, one of the top ten sects in Central Earth along with the Qingyun Sword Sect.

"Good eyesight, but this opportunity to become a fairy must belong to me."

Ji Wuchang sneered, and rushed towards the opportunity to become a fairy above the sky.

"court death."

Yan Nantian was furious, raised his sword to kill, the two of them were in mid-air, and a terrible battle broke out.

"boom……"

Just as they were fighting fiercely, seven or eight tyrannical figures emerged, all of them were ancestors from the ten great sects of Middle Earth.

Shushan.

"Father, that's a chance to become a fairy, or let me try."

Zhao Xiaonan is eager to try, her beautiful eyes are shining with brilliance, she also wants to go out and grab the chance to become a fairy.

"No."

"Uncle has already explained before that if the opportunity to become a fairy appears in this world, we people from Mount Shu should not leave lightly."

Zhao Xiaotian shook his head, telling Zhao Xiaonan to dismiss this idea.

The opportunity to become an immortal is certainly attractive, but Zhao Xiaonan is still a first-level immortal cultivator in the Mahayana stage, how can he compete with those real strong people?

Besides, it's not just one or two old guys.

Looking at the vast Shu Mountain, except for his mysterious and unpredictable uncle Zhao Fan, no one else has the strength to snatch the chance to become a fairy.

Zhao Xiaotian saw this very clearly.

"Ok."

"Father, then tell me, will Grandpa make a move?"

Zhao Xiaonan blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously.

"It should be."

"After all, this is a chance to become a fairy."

Zhao Xiaotian said with a hint of uncertainty.

"I'm really looking forward to grandpa's action. If his old man comes forward, all these old things will stand aside." Zhao Xiaonan said excitedly.

As her cultivation level increased, she became more and more aware of the gap between herself and her grandfather Zhao Fan.

It's like a weak baby, as he grows older, he realizes the insurmountable gap with adults.

In Middle-earth China, with Sword Saint Yan Nantian and others attacking one after another, a terrible battle broke out.

In this level of confrontation, the aftermath of energy alone is enough to spread hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Zhao Fan didn't act in a hurry, but silently looked at the opportunity to become an immortal belonging to Middle Earth. Although it was separated by endless time and space, he still found that this opportunity to become an immortal was invisible and intangible.

And most importantly, the former seemed to have sensed danger, and slowly fled towards the depths of the void.

"The opportunity to become a fairy is about to escape, the real old monsters, shouldn't be able to sit still?"

Zhao Fan muttered to himself with calm eyes.

hum...

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Fan finished speaking, a figure with strong aura shot up from a certain place in Middle Earth, and charged towards Yan Nantian and the others with monstrous aura.

Compared with him, Yan Nantian and the others were as weak as ants. Under the cover of the terrible attack, they didn't even have much ability to resist, and they vomited blood when they were beaten on the spot.

"The opportunity to become a fairy in Middle-earth belongs to this old man!"

"You group of ants, move away from your acquaintance point immediately, otherwise don't blame the old man for killing you."

A haggard old man sneered, and then grabbed the opportunity to become an immortal.

"The fifth floor of the Mahayana period."

Feeling the terrifying aura from the old man, Yan Nantian and the others turned pale with fright, and did not dare to fight back.

"It's finally here, the opportunity to become a fairy!"

The old man grinned, as if he saw himself becoming a fairy.

"Keng..."

At this moment, a clear and powerful sword sound rang out, and before the old man could react, the dazzling golden sword light came across endless time and space, shattering him into the palm of Ching Ching's hand!

"This is……"

Yan Nantian and the others followed the prestige, their complexions suddenly changed, and they exclaimed in unison: "Shushan's swordsman is strong!"

At the critical moment, Zhao Fan still chose to make a move.

The opportunity to become a fairy is close at hand, and it is impossible for him to remain indifferent.

Chapter 175

hum!

A figure appeared out of thin air, with slender and powerful body, filled with the supreme sword intent, just the aura that was revealed, made all the immortal cultivators present feel a sense of oppressive feeling.

Zhao Fan came in person, and Chi Xiao, the top-grade Taoist sword, hovered above his head, making a powerful "clang" sound.

"Uncle has made a move."

"Grandpa really wants to seize the chance to become a fairy. If he does it himself, no one will dare to fight for this fairy chance."

Zhao Xiaotian, father and daughter, noticed the situation in the sky for the first time, and they both became excited and excited.

"It's Senior Sword Cultivator!"

"The opportunity to become a fairy in our Middle Earth is naturally none other than Senior Sword Cultivator."

"Haha, if there is this chance of immortality, wouldn't Senior Sword Cultivator become a real sword immortal?"

"At that time, our Shu Mountain will definitely be stronger than it is now!"

……

Inside Shushan, the elders are also nervously watching the scene above the Middle Earth. They are all high-level cultivators, and the mind of the primordial spirit can perceive everything that happens there.

"Shushan's strong swordsman!"

The old man's name is Ding Hai, and he was a strong cultivator tens of thousands of years ago. He has been dormant in China for a long time. He is naturally clear about the deeds of the mysterious swordsman in Shushan.

Ding Hai frowned, looking at Zhao Fan's figure, a rare look of fear appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"Shushan strongman, do you want to compete with me for the chance to become an immortal?"

Ding Hai stared at Zhao Fan vigilantly, and said in a deep voice.

While he was speaking, a surge of fairy power gushed out from the wound on his severed hand, restoring the palm to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This opportunity to become a fairy, I will definitely."

"Go or die."

Zhao Fan glanced at him and said expressionlessly.

For ordinary people, Ding Hai has the fifth floor of the Mahayana stage, and is an old monster that cannot be defeated, but to Zhao Fan, who once killed the head teacher of the Taoist sect, he is just an ant.

"Insanity."

"Don't you think you are really invincible after destroying the Taoist sect and looking at the Middle Earth and even the world of cultivating immortals?"

Speaking of this, Ding Hai sneered, looked at the land in all directions, and said: "Brothers, when will you wait if you don't take action now?"

"Boom, boom..."

As if responding to Ding Hai, suddenly there was a wave of extremely tyrannical momentum rising into the sky from all over China.

A total of fifteen figures not weaker than Ding Hai rushed to the sky with violent and unparalleled aura.