Sword Slaying The Heavens

The moment the cold wind hit the body, not only Chen Fan, but even the ten thrones were slightly moved, because the true energy could not stop the strange cold wind at all.

Chen Fan was stunned. This chill directly attacked people's souls, and it was very similar to, or almost exactly the same as, the Bone Cold Fire he had just realized not long ago, but the intensity of this chill was far inferior to his Dao Rhyme , which made him not react in time.

"Could it be... that there is also a dark bone cold fire in Wuzhi Mountain?" Chen Fan secretly guessed, obviously this chill came from the mountain. The reason why it is so weak is that it is far away from the core. There is a bone-chilling fire, and it is not a rhyme of artistic conception, but a real bone-chilling fire.

Chen Fan couldn't help but feel moved, if he could find this dark bone cold fire, refine and devour it with the Burning Fire Chapter, combined with the artistic conception, it is very possible to fight against the throne of Tiandaomen, at least one enemy two, Fu Baihou will No longer a threatening opponent.

And maybe even enlightenment through battle is not required, his charm of dark bone cold fire can get a huge leap, just because he can refine the real cold fire.

"Gathering the soul can resist this chill, don't exaggerate, the chill inside will be stronger." At this moment, a throne spoke.

Everyone also condensed their souls. Although Chen Fan could not be afraid of the chill, he had to follow suit. He didn't want to be the object of others' attention, and his spiritual sense was also closely watching the monk beside him, looking for an opportunity to attack.

call out!

But at this moment, everyone was about to continue walking into the mountain, but suddenly there were several ear-piercing sounds of piercing through the sky.

The ten thrones all felt this, their brows frowned instantly, and they raised their heads with gloomy faces. Chen Fan and the others also looked up one after another, only to see a few streamers of light flashing across the sky, and then several young monks with different expressions appeared In front of everyone.

One of them made the audience erupt in an instant. He was dressed in a purple-gold robe, covered with golden fur, thunderous mouth, and golden eyes. He looked like a monkey. There was only one reason why everyone was so shocked.

"Six-eared macaque, he...he actually came too." The crowd suddenly became noisy.

"How could this happen? Didn't it mean that he disappeared for hundreds of years, and why did he suddenly appear again? Could it be that he is also going to enter Wuzhi Mountain?"

"It's a good thing we have a lot of people in Tiandao Sect, otherwise the four would have fled at this moment." Someone breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice.

"Look, not only the six-eared macaque, but also several legendary experts who have disappeared for a long time. Isn't that man in white with a sword in his hand the same as Gong Jiu who broke all spells with a single sword? And that... ..."

between breaths,

Everyone pointed out the names of the future people one by one, all of them are well-known existences in this world, and they are against ten strong men of the same level with one enemy.

"It seems that our Tiandaomen's actions are too strong this time. The whole family gathered in Wuzhishan. Can't even these strong people sit still?" A member of Tiandaomen said proudly.

"Idiot, Wuzhishan can even attract them. It can be seen that this mountain is definitely not easy, and the danger is even greater. Without their strength, we should think about how to save our lives after entering the mountain." Others rolled their eyes. road.

Chen Fan was also stunned. He looked at those strong men, and his eyes fell on the six-eared macaque and Gong Jiu. There is no doubt that the six-eared macaque looks exactly the same as Qi Tian, ​​and they both retain their youthful appearance. The strength is terrifying to the extreme.

But Gong Jiu looked very young, Chen Fan saw from his face the appearance of the old man Jiu Gong when he was young, this is indeed the supreme forbidden clone of his master, and the majestic Jiu Gong Taoist rhyme moved him.

"I didn't expect Master to be so powerful when he was young. Although I have thousands of years of cultivation, if I have thousands of years of cultivation, I am afraid it will be difficult to reach this level." Chen Fan thought to himself. .

But now he has realized the fourth sword of Nirvana, throwing away the fairy scabbard, and relying on all his background is enough to fight them. As for the chance of winning, it is only half, either win or lose!

Unless he can find the real cold fire in Wuzhi Mountain and refine and devour it, so that Dao Yun can make a qualitative leap, then he can be sure of victory.

In the end, several strong men landed. They did not come together, but they arrived almost at the same time. After landing, they remained silent and looked at Wuzhi Mountain indifferently.

The ten thrones frowned. Even if there were ten of them joining forces, they didn't want to conflict with a few strong men at this time. They came to Wuzhishan for more important tasks.

"Enter the mountain." Fu Baihou glanced at them coldly, then said to the Tiandaomen, and immediately took the lead to walk towards Wuzhi Mountain.

The rest of the thrones didn't have any objections, and they stepped forward one after another, followed by tens of thousands of monks from the Heavenly Dao Sect.

As for those strong men, they were not in a hurry to enter the mountain, they still stood where they were, as if they were observing Wuzhi Mountain, and also seemed to be watching the result of Tiandaomen entering the mountain, anyway, Chen Fan couldn't figure out their purpose of coming here.

At this time, the first barrier of Wuzhi Mountain was broken, and as the crowd moved forward, passing through the clouds and mists, the true face of Lushan Mountain was gradually revealed.

There are five peaks in the mountain, and each peak is soaring into the clouds, but the entrance is unexpected, it is actually a deep valley with no end, because at the end is a vast expanse of white clouds, and everyone can clearly feel that the cold wind is getting stronger and stronger. It's getting colder.

Chen Fan blended in with tens of thousands of Taoist disciples, and walked with that monk, while the surrounding monks looked around, looking at everything in the valley, but Fu Baihou and other ten thrones kept moving forward at an even speed, seeming to be careful, but actually I am afraid.

Even they couldn't be sure that they could break into the end of Wuzhi Mountain and get what they wanted, but it was God's will and they had to complete it.

"Fellow Daoist, let's leave when we get here. I saw a few familiar friends, and I happened to be with them." At this time, the cultivator approached Chen Fan and asked in a low voice.

Chen Fan glanced at him indifferently, but sneered in his heart. This person still couldn't help it. Once he left the range that he could suppress and kill, he would definitely expose himself. He, Chen Fan, was not so stupid as to trust such a one person.

"Yes." Chen Fan said lightly, the Taiji diagram in his body had already circulated, and he waited for this moment for a long time.

A majestic cold fire rhyme quietly swept out, blending with the original chill in the valley. The monks around didn't feel anything strange, only felt that the chill suddenly became stronger, making them shiver involuntarily.

No one saw that the chill that overflowed from Chen Fan's body had already penetrated into the monk's body, and quickly invaded his soul.

It's just that before coming in, the cultivator condensed his soul to protect his body, and also only felt that the chill was getting stronger, and it didn't attack in time.

Seeing Chen Fan nodding his head in agreement, he couldn't help flashing a hint of secret joy in his eyes, as well as sarcasm, as if mocking Chen Fan's innocence.

He thanked him, then rushed forward quickly, trying his best to squeeze into the denser crowd, for fear that Chen Fan would repent.

Chen Fan didn't pay any more attention to the dying person, his attention was not only on the valley, but also on the rear, he wanted to know if the six-eared macaque and Gong Jiu had come in.

"Throne..." At this moment, a loud shout came from the crowd in front, so abrupt that everyone stopped in their tracks.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Chen Fan's mouth, the voice was exactly what the previous cultivator shouted.