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

The little junior sister Zhang Qian seemed to be relieved, and her heart for Zhao Fan could finally come to the ground.

She has exquisite facial features, fair and smooth skin, and a sweet smile.

Up and down Mount Shu, all the elders cheered happily.

But contrary to Shushan and others, all the powerful people in Zhongtu are deeply aware that the strength of this Shushan swordsman is simply unfathomable.

And every time he appeared, he became stronger than before.

You know, those were sixteen old monsters, but they were shot to death by Zhao Fan two or three times, and they didn't even have a chance to escape.

The immortal cultivators who were still on the sidelines had completely given up on snatching the opportunity to become an immortal belonging to Zhongtu, and they didn't want to seek death yet.

"Dead, all dead..."

"It's no wonder that this Shushan swordsman can destroy the Taoist sect alone. This level of strength is simply terrifying."

"Fortunately, the old man didn't reach an agreement with Ding Hai, otherwise the current fate would be almost the same as theirs."

"Unfortunately, the opportunity to become a fairy in Middle Earth can only be handed over to others in vain. Let's go to other regions to snatch it."

……

The other old monsters who hadn't made a move shook their heads secretly, dispelled the courage to compete with Zhao Fan, turned into long rainbows, and disappeared all over Middle-earth China.

After killing Ding Hai and others, seeing that no other old monsters continued to show up, Zhao Fan felt relieved to take the opportunity to become a fairy.

Although this opportunity to become a fairy almost escaped into the void, in Zhao Fan's eyes, there is no difference if it is close at hand.

As he stretched out his big hand, the opportunity to become a fairy was grasped in the palm of his hand.

"This is the opportunity to become a fairy."

"Intangible and qualityless, it seems to contain the laws of heaven and earth, quite strange and weird"

Looking at this opportunity to become a fairy, Zhao Fan muttered to himself.

"Buzz!"

Just when Zhao Fan was about to deeply analyze the chance of becoming a fairy, suddenly there was a slight vibration in the space that came with the system.

"Sound transmission conch."

Zhao Fan frowned slightly, took out the sound transmission conch, and his face changed slightly in the next second.

"Dare to touch my little fox."

"You people are courting death!"

Zhao Fan put the first opportunity to become an immortal into the system space, and immediately took a step forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Father, where did grandpa go?"

"Could it be that the old man is going to snatch other opportunities to become immortals?"

Seeing Zhao Fan disappear, inside Shu Mountain, Zhao Xiaonan blinked her beautiful eyes and asked her father Zhao Xiaotian next to her.

"do not know."

"But it seems that it is indeed possible. Immediately send an order to strengthen the security of Shushan, so as to prevent those who plan to do evil from harming Shushan."

Zhao Xiaotian pondered for a moment, then gave instructions to Zhao Xiaonan.

Zhao Fan did not return to Shushan immediately after getting the chance to become an immortal, which made Zhao Xiaotian aware of the crisis.

At this moment, there is no Zhao Fan in Shushan, and the world is in chaos. It is difficult to ensure that there will be no bold and strong people coming to Shushan to make trouble.

To be on the safe side, he had to make arrangements in advance to avoid any mistakes.

"Dad, don't worry."

"I'll make arrangements right now."

Zhao Xiaonan nodded lightly, without being coquettish, and led people to strengthen the security of Shushan.

Chapter 177 Cut off!

The wasteland is adjacent to the demon domain.

This place is independent from the various domains of Middle-earth, forming a unique territory.

Here, the vegetation is barren and the vitality is gone. It is the most desolate and special area in the world of cultivating immortals.

Not to mention the immortal cultivators of the human race, even the monster race with strong adaptability rarely come to this area on weekdays.

But today, three opportunities to become immortals suddenly appeared, breaking the tranquility of the wasteland!

These three opportunities to become immortals came from the Demon Realm, the Southern Territory, and the Eastern Desolation respectively, all of which were drawn by some invisible force and came here at the same time.

In the depths of the wasteland, stands a majestic blood-colored altar, filled with bones and howling souls of the dead.

A tall man in a black robe looked at the three opportunities to become immortals, with greed and longing in his eyes, and murmured, "Blood sacrifice to one hundred thousand mortal spirits in the wilderness has finally drawn the immortal fate of the three realms!"

"In today's prosperous age, the patriarch of the Demon Sword Sect, Nangong Wuwu, not only wants to become a true immortal, but also wants to become the most powerful among the true immortals."

With a loud laugh, Nangong Wuwo shot up, and his big hand grabbed the three opportunities to become immortals that were drawn by the power of the altar.

The Demon Sword Sect is a master of the Demonic Dao tens of thousands of years ago, and has challenged the Taoist Gate several times, and Nangong Wuwo is the founder of the Demon Sword Sect.

Everyone in the world has heard that he, a tycoon of the demonic way, had died tens of thousands of years ago, but he did not expect that he not only made it to this age, but also built a mysterious altar, offering blood sacrifices to [-] souls, attracting the opportunity to become immortals who were just born outside the three domains.

This method is simply devoid of conscience!

"Crazy thief."

"Do you think you can swallow the opportunity to become an immortal in the Three Realms?"

"These three chances to become immortals, the old man will decide."

Before Nangong Wuwo's ​​big hand fell, a figure exuding monstrous divine flames rushed out of the void, the flames melted the void, blocked the former's palm, and grabbed at the three immortals at the same time.

"Bastard, court death!"

Nangong Wuwo's ​​eyes grew cold, and his big hand shook violently, obliterating all the flames, and the thunderbolt blasted on the opponent's chest.

puff!

The figure bathed in the divine flame coughed up blood and flew across the sky, hitting the ground [-] meters away. The terrifying high temperature melted the ground and quickly formed a large expanse of magma.

"The opportunity to become a fairy belongs to me, and no one can compete with me."

Nangong Wuwo grinned again and again, and stretched out his big hand unabated, intending to take away all three opportunities to become immortals before the powerful men from all domains arrived.

Just when he was about to succeed, a palm as white as jade came out from the void.

boom!

The seemingly white and slender palm contained monstrous power, and it struck Nangong Wuwo's ​​chest with lightning speed.

"Fuck."

Caught off guard, Nangong Wuwo coughed up blood violently, and fell ten thousand meters away like a kite with a broken string.

Before he could react, a delicate and graceful figure, with peerless elegance, came to San Dao Xian Yuan and took all of them into his bag!

"Bastard, you actually cut a beard!"

"No matter who you are, if you dare to snatch the opportunity to become a fairy that I worked so hard to lure, I must kill you!"

Nangong Wuwo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. The three chances of becoming a fairy that he worked so hard to attract were cut off!

He crushed the ground with one foot, like an unsheathed supreme magic sword, and killed the woman who took away the chance to become a fairy.

"Magic Sword Addicted to the Sun!"

Before the person arrived, the magic sword had already been cut out, and the sword energy was surging for thousands of miles, causing the void to collapse layer by layer!

This sword is powerful and heavy, staring at everything.

The dignified Patriarch of the Demon Sword Sect, Nangong Wuwo has the fifth-level realm of the Mahayana stage, and his strength is naturally extraordinary.

"Humph."

The woman snorted arrogantly, and slapped her palm casually, causing the sword energy to collapse.

She stood in the void, her face was flawless, her skin was white and crystal clear, and her legs were slender.

The most important thing is that behind him, there are nine white fox tails swaying, exuding a noble and elegant atmosphere from top to bottom.

She is the little fox Baixue who has been away from Shushan for more than 200 years.

Compared with before, Bai Xue is less innocent and cute, and more beautiful and mature.

And between the brows and eyes, there was a faint coldness.

Like a true empress, she exudes an elegant and majestic temperament in every gesture.

"kill!"

Although aware of the extraordinaryness of the other party, Nangong Wuwo is not a vegetarian. The magic sword is criss-crossed and the cold light is overflowing, running through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!

Bai Xue's eyes were slightly cold, and she shattered the sharp sword energy with her palm, not wanting to waste time with Nangong Wuwu, so she had to withdraw.

"Ha ha!"

"It's really arrogant and arrogant. If you dare to take away the opportunity to become a fairy that belongs to us in Donghuang, I want to see who has such a great ability!"

At this moment, the void split open, and a sturdy and wild figure rushed here suddenly.

He has a strong and tall body, and exudes monstrous devilish energy all over his body. He is the leader of the demon giant, the demon leader!

"Anita Buddha."

"The poor monk is not late."

Another figure emerged, wearing a golden cassock, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, who is the contemporary abbot of Buddhism.

He walked from the end of the void, and every step he took could cross the endless territory, and the Dharma was unfathomable.

"If you dare to seize the opportunity to become an immortal in the Demon Realm, you have to ask me whether the Heavenly Demon Palace agrees or not."

From another direction, a beautiful woman appeared, she was the Queen of Ten Thousand Monsters.

The leader of the Heavenly Demon, the head of the Buddhist sect, and the Queen of Wanyao, the three powerhouses blocked one side and cut off Baixue's retreat.

hum, hum...

Just at this moment, dozens of strong men arrived, and the fluctuations that emanated filled the sky over the entire barren land.

These powerhouses all came from the Demon Realm, the Southern Territory, and the Eastern Desolation, chasing after the breath of immortality opportunities in each realm.

Moreover, they are only some of the strong ones who reacted first, and other old guys will arrive one after another.

"The opportunity to become a fairy is drawn by me, Nangong Wuwu."

"But she was taken away by this person. If you want to become immortals, you must not let her escape."

Seeing that there are more and more strong men coming, Nangong Wuwo is also breaking the pot, since he can't get it, then he can't let Bai Xue take it away!

"Nangong Wuwo? The ancestor of Demon Sword Sect."

"You are still alive."

The leader of Tianmo looked at Nangong Wuwo with some surprise in his tone.

"Old devil, you are not dead yet, why can't I be alive?"

Nangong Wuwo knew the leader of Tianmo, so he asked sarcastically.

"Ha ha……"

The leader of Tianmo ignored him, but looked at Baixue, looked at the latter's graceful and beautiful figure, and exclaimed: "Nine-tailed fox, do you belong to the nine-tailed fox family?"

"She is not a nine-tailed fox, but a nine-tailed sky fox, the noble empress, don't you think so?"

Before Bai Xue could speak, the Wan Yao Empress spoke to the former with a cold tone.

Back then, when she was suppressed by the Empress in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave, the Ten Thousand Monsters Queen naturally had an indelible impression of her, and could see through Bai Xue's true identity at a glance.

"It turned out to be the empress tens of thousands of years ago."

"No wonder the benefactor gave the poor monk such a familiar feeling."

The eyes of the head of the Buddhist sect flashed brightly, and as he chanted the name of the Buddha, the aura of the Dharma became stronger and stronger. Even the old monsters nearby subconsciously kept a distance from him to avoid being invisible by the Dharma.

"I really didn't expect that not only us old fellows, but also the female emperor of the demon clan who roamed the world of cultivating immortals tens of thousands of years ago is still alive."