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

The surging and majestic Qi machine intertwined, making the entire sky eclipsed, and the earth trembled violently, cracking cracks like spider webs visible to the naked eye.

As long as the momentum exuded by these figures is too strong, it seems that the whole world can't bear it.

"What a terrifying and amazing breath."

"Could it be a top-grade Da Luo, or even a top-grade Da Luo?"

Lin Yue and the others suddenly changed their expressions, and stared at these figures with serious eyes.

In the distance, there were also exclamations. It was the immortals from various domains who rushed to watch the battle nearby.

"Sister Wang Yu, who are these?"

"It looks very strong."

There was no longer a trace of a smile on Xiao Jinzi's immature face.

"do not know."

"But it seems very difficult to deal with."

With a solemn face, Wang Yu said in a deep voice.

"Ha ha!"

"With the arrival of the ancestors, the Sword Palace will definitely be destroyed."

"Zhao Fan, you still haven't shown yourself? Get out quickly and beg for mercy in front of the ancestors."

Wang Chuan, who was rescued by the ancestors of Qingxuan, smiled triumphantly.

Now he has the backing of the Qingxuan ancestors and he is full of confidence, let alone one Zhao Fan, even if there are two or even three, Wang Chuan doesn't take it seriously.

Wang Chuan knew very well how terrifying the ancestors of Qingxuan were, stronger than Elder Suzaku and Tianmu back then, but they were still defeated by the ancestors and fled with serious injuries.

"asshole."

Hearing this, Xiao Jinzi was a little annoyed, and wanted to kill Wangchuan.

He was hatched by Zhao Fan himself. To Xiao Jinzi, the palace lord Zhao Fan is equivalent to his relatives.

As a proud dragon clan, how could Xiao Jinzi endure humiliating his relatives in front of him?

No matter who backs you up, you must be killed.

He will never allow anyone to humiliate his Palace Master Zhao Fan!

"Little Jinzi, don't be impulsive."

Wang Yugang wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"Humph!"

Before Xiao Jinjin approached, a tall and straight figure snorted coldly.

The sound exploded like a thunderbolt, forming a sound wave as substantial as it was, and blasted towards Xiao Jinzi head-on with a force of destruction.

"True Dragon Tear!"

Little Jinzi's hairs stood on end, sensing a strong danger, he immediately cast one of the strongest inherited magical powers.A real dragon appeared out of thin air, with a domineering and powerful posture, and swept away towards the sound wave.

boom!

The two completely different energies collided violently, but in the next second the phantom of the real dragon collapsed and disintegrated, and Xiao Jinzi retreated extremely quickly, but even so, he was still swept by the sound waves, and his whole body flew thousands of meters away as if he had been hit hard.

"Super mythical beast? True dragon?"

"There are such species in Haoran Sword Palace!"

Lei Potian was a little surprised, he recognized Xiao Jinzi's real body, and looked at the latter's eyes, full of fiery color.

Looking at the entire fairy world, super divine beasts are rare existences. Once they grow up smoothly, they will even be comparable to the supreme fairy king in the future.

Although I don't know how Little Jinzi appeared here, but if Qingxuan Holy Land can tame it, it will be a great thing for the entire Holy Land.

"It is indeed a real dragon."

"The mere Haoran Sword Palace actually obtained such a super beast."

The other ancestors of Qingxuan also opened their mouths, and they looked at Xiao Jinzi with burning eyes.

"I will capture you, and you will become a divine beast in Qingxuan Holy Land in the future."

Lei Potian was domineering and powerful, stretched out a big golden hand, covered the entire sky, and grabbed Xiao Jinzi head-on.

"what happened?"

Xiao Jinzi wanted to dodge laterally, but the space around him was like a quagmire, making him unable to move his limbs, and even the immortal power in his body became sluggish.

"Little gold!"

Wang Yuqiao's face changed slightly, and she wanted to make a move to save the siege, but the fairy sword hadn't been swung yet, and she was also immobilized by an invisible force.

In front of Lei Potian, even if the two are middle-rank Da Luo, they are still weak and indistinguishable from ants.

The level of Daluo Jinxian, even if it is only a small realm, is like a world of difference.

What's more, Lei Potian is not an ordinary strong man, but an ancestor who has survived thousands of years in the Qingxuan Holy Land, and his own cultivation level is infinitely close to the top-grade Da Luo Jinxian.

Boom!

Jin grabbed it fiercely, but in the next second, it seemed to be intervened by some terrifying force, and it collapsed and scattered with the explosion.

At the same time, Lei Potian trembled violently, he vomited blood uncontrollably, smashed through mountain peaks, and stopped after shooting ten thousand meters backwards.

Before everyone could react, a figure suddenly appeared in the field.

He has a handsome face, with deep brows, dressed in white clothes, with a slender and strong figure, without earth-shattering aura, and without shocking immortal fluctuations, he looks ordinary, just like an ordinary person.

But just like this, the pupils of the other Qingxuan Patriarchs shrank violently at the same time.

"Palace Master!"

After seeing Zhao Fan, Wang Yu and Xiao Jinzi shouted in unison.

Lei Potian was wounded, and the space power that imprisoned the two of them also dissipated.

"Zhao Fan, you finally showed up."

Looking at Zhao Fan's figure, Wang Chuan's face was full of hatred.

"Several ancestors, he is Zhao Fan, the master of the Sword Palace."

"Hurry up and kill him."

Wang Chuan gritted his teeth and said.

Back then, if Zhao Fan hadn't killed Elder Baihu and defeated himself, the former Holy Master might not have lost to Elder Suzaku and others, and he himself would not have suffered so much in the Holy Land dungeon.

"Back to Basics."

"It's very, very strong."

"Not to be taken lightly."

"It's really scary for young people."

Several Qingxuan ancestors looked at Zhao Fan with surprise in their eyes.

They didn't act in a hurry, but looked at Zhao Fan calmly. The former looked ordinary and the latter seemed ordinary, but in their eyes, it was an extremely powerful display.

Reaching their level, there will be an intuitive response to the tricky strong.

"Forget River."

"I didn't kill you last time in the Qingxuan Holy Land, and today I brought a bunch of old people to the Sword Palace to seek revenge. Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Zhao Fan stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly

He was not in a hurry to make a move before, mainly to train Wang Yu and Xiao Jinzi. Now that the old guys in Qingxuan Holy Land are gone, he naturally can no longer stand idly by.

"Zhao Fan, don't be complacent."

"I have the support of my ancestors, today you and your Haoran Sword Palace will be destroyed..."

Before Wang Chuan could utter the last word "death", a sword energy formed entirely of immortal power pierced his throat silently.

Blood poured out, Wang Chuan looked at Zhao Fan in disbelief, his eyes were full of fear.

"what……"

Several Qingxuan patriarchs were taken aback. Before Zhao Fan shot Lei Potian, they didn't react to understand, but now in front of themselves and others, Wang Chuan was pierced through the air with a sword.

What kind of terrifying kendo is this?

"Killing you is like slaughtering a dog."

As Zhao Fan's words fell, Wang Chuan's body suddenly shattered and exploded!

The current Holy Lord of Qingxuan, Wang Chuan, fell into the attention of everyone like this, and even the ancestors of Qingxuan couldn't protect him.

This is Zhao Fan's current strength!

Top-rank Daluo Jinxian and below can be killed at will with a single thought!

Chapter 495: Grinding the Sky and Cracking the Disk!

"Bold."

"It doesn't make sense."

"In front of us, killing the current Qingxuan Holy Master did not take our four ancestors seriously."

Seeing that Zhao Fan killed Wang Chuan by surprise, the ancestors all showed anger and scolded.

All of them are old antiques that have survived for a long time, and their qualifications and strength are even higher than Lei Potian. What kind of turmoil has not been seen?

Zhao Fan killed Wang Chuan in front of several people, this was a naked provocation!

"Shoot together and kill him."

"Don't show mercy, kill this son."

The four ancestors of Qingxuan looked at each other, and without any hesitation, they made a strong move towards Zhao Fan.

"Four senior brothers make a move."

"The Lord of the Sword Palace will surely die."

In the distance, Lei Potian was covered in blood, and said with a sneer.

He was injured by Zhao Fan just now, his entire fairy body was almost crippled, and now he cannot participate in the battle in person.

But Lei Potian didn't worry too much. His senior brothers were all above him in terms of strength and qualifications, and all of them were true top-grade Da Luo Jinxians. , I will die here today.

The four patriarchs of the holy land made a move, and the situation suddenly faded away. Countless chains of order were densely packed, piercing the void like an overwhelming force, and aimed at Zhao Fan head-on.

Every divine chain of order is shining brightly, filled with a terrifying aura of destruction.

The machine of Da Luo intertwined, and the faces of the four ancestors were cold. Under the dazzling fairy light, they looked like immortal gods. With them as the center, the void was violently turbulent, and the blood was transpiring like a sea. .

If they don't move, it's nothing, and if they move, it's earth-shattering.

This is the power of the ancestors of Qingxuan, with every gesture, it is enough to move mountains and fill seas, and move the world.

"What an amazing power of principles."

"It's like the whole world is turning upside down."

"Is this the strength of the ancestors of Qingxuan?"

In the distance, Lin Yue and other high-level officials in the Sword Palace saw this horrific scene, their pupils constricted violently, and they felt a strong aura of danger.

Facing such a fierce offensive, Zhao Fan looked calm and walked in the void.

Every step he took, resonated with the heaven and the earth, and the power of Taoism burst out, turning into a golden light that tore the sky, and suppressed the countless order god chains that came.

This is the embodiment of Zhao Fan's swordsmanship, and it also arouses the general trend of the world, just like a sharp sword unsheathed to shatter all spells.

Let him turn the world upside down, and I will carry the way with my sword and destroy all obstacles.

boom……

Under the attention of everyone, the two completely different "potentials" collided heavily, and the sky and the earth roared instantly, with explosions one after another.

But before the energy fluctuations calmed down, four strong and tall figures were distributed in four different directions, besieging Zhao Fan layer by layer in the center.