Chen Fan gently stroked the mark on his eyebrows, and then he was not as good as he was guarding. The illusory throne disappeared and he fell down from the air. As he whistled, a piece of dust flew. He half-kneeled and fell to the ground, and his long hair fell. The strong wind blew his hair and his ragged clothes finally fell off his body, revealing a strong and powerful bronze ** with great visual impact.

The angular muscles were full of explosive beauty. When they fell rapidly, Chen Fan silently used the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei Sword Heart Method to protect his body, so after landing, several lightnings filled his body surface.

It looks very majestic, like a god of war coming!

The ancient black beast tattoo entrenched on his chest to his back finally revealed its full picture. The deep black patterns added a hint of mystery to it. However, it was clearly a tattoo symbolizing inheritance, but now it exuded a faint vitality, more like a living creature.

Chen Fan clearly felt the slightest weight that suddenly appeared, that was... the weight of the tattoo!

A hint of joy appeared inexplicably in his heart, and he had no resistance to this extremely weak vitality, or even had extraordinary expectations.

As for what he was looking forward to, he... didn't know!

From the moment he went down the mountain this time, he passed by the Fengyu Bridge, until now, Changge Ancient Sword has moved into his eyebrows with his body as the sheath.

In just a few days, his strange and unspeakable experiences gradually cast a fog in his heart. Some things that he never wanted to think deeply gradually emerged and could not be forgotten.

For example, his parents!

Since he is a descendant of Dachen, then the Dachen tribe that once was extremely brilliant, which a tribe carried the sentient beings would definitely not be completely destroyed. So where are they?

Since he became conscious, he only had memories after he was seven years old, and it was blank before he was seven years old. Where did those memories go?

What is the reason for his grandfather's sudden departure?

These pasts that he did not want to explore were like a sudden heavy snow that caused the unprepared Chen Fan to fall into an ice and snow prison.

Those pure white and beautiful snowflakes were like countless sharp swords. A bloody storm was stirred up in Chen Fan's heart.

Maybe he should look for it...

Chen Fan put away the disturbed thoughts in his heart and slowly raised his head. At this time, a white sleeve corner happened to pass by his eyes, covering his eyes...

At this moment, this thrilling white was left in his world, and his strong heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

This bright white, like the green of spring, the wind of summer, the rain of autumn, and the warm sun of winter, not only blinded his eyes, but also knocked open his heart!

The corners of the sleeves are falling, and it is the beautiful face that is expected. In the morning breeze, she has fluttered clothes and her black hair dances lightly, her charming and beautiful scenery!

He couldn't help but think of the yellow oil-paper umbrella on the wind and rain bridge, and the smiles blooming at the lanterns under the gorgeous fireworks that night.

It turns out that on the day I first met, you were in my eyes...

It seemed that there was a naughty wind that penetrated into his body, circling around his heart, and teasing him wantonly. The numb and itchy feeling made Chen Fan laugh no longer able to restrain himself, silly and cute.

Gu Menger looked at Chen Fan's infatuation and couldn't help but squint her eyes and curl the corners of her mouth.

I couldn't help but joke, "Idiot, I'm going to worship me as my teacher for such a great gift?" As soon as I finished speaking, I seemed to notice something wrong with me, and suddenly put away my smile and returned to my previous cold appearance.

Chen Fan was a little uneasy, and his hands and feet were even more unnatural. He stood up clumsyly and looked at Gu Menger who was restraining his smile. He seemed a little silly. I don’t know if his brain was twitching, but suddenly said, “You… look so good when you smile.”

Gu Menger was suddenly amazed and crying. Why did he suddenly feel like he had become a different person? But why did she feel very happy?

Chen Fan saw Gu Menger's strange expression, and then he realized his disobedience. He scratched his head awkwardly and turned his gaze elsewhere.

But, the throbbing moment... is like a seed buried in the soil. Once moistened by the rain, it will take roots and sprout!

Love is unknown, but it is deep... When you look back, you will find that as early as when you first meet, your life has left traces of each other.

At this moment, the Huagu was still in chaos. Under the stone tablet, the old man from Gantian Dao Sect was holding the shrinking red cauldron and vomiting blood, but his eyes were fierce and murderous intent. He looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the air, and was full of reluctance.

Zhulong and the two powerful men of the Han Dynasty were in full swing. The two black and white beads in the hands of the powerful men of the Han Dynasty turned into a black and white seal, with the imperial spirit filled with the dragon roaring continuously.

The old man Zhulong held a piccolo in his hand, and the sound of the flutes was waving, and the monsters from all directions came to fight.

Chixiao, Fengyue and other sects were still eyeing each other. The Zhong family and Tianlei went hand in hand to join forces with the Gantian Dao Sect to compete with the Han Han and Zhulong.

Chen Fan's side was even more dangerous. Not long ago, the Nine Yang Demon Sect came to support him again. The leader was full of demonic energy. When he learned that Nine Yang was three of them, he was even more blood-retreated. He let out a wild roar, his eyes were pitch black, and he actually hid the whites.

He ignored his identity and rushed straight to Gu Meng'er. The old woman's body was so cold that she suddenly pulled Gu Meng'er away from the battle circle with one hand, landed in front of Chen Fan, then stepped in front of the man, opened her mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of ice and snow.

The ice and snow intertwined each other, and the cold light flashed, as vigorous and powerful as pulling the arrows shot out. The powerful force contained in it actually cuts the space.

The man with no eyes was dancing wildly, staring at the old woman with dark eyes, turning a blind eye to the flying ice and snow. His black and miserable demonic aura slowly spread out in front of him, wrapping him inside. Only a pair of eyes without eyes were exposed.

The black light demonic energy without substance covered the man, and his body seemed to have become illusory. Even the breath became faint, and the figure was even more blurred and invisible. The seemingly indestructible cold light of ice and snow penetrated the black light demonic energy. It even rippled in circles. What was even more incredible was that the ice and snow that penetrated the black light swept back in an instant and rushed towards the old woman.

The old woman's face was majestic, and a huge cold air surged out from her. Looking at the ice and snow cold current sweeping back, the old woman drew a round hands and shouted "Spread!" The ice and snow cold current suddenly became powerless and fell to the ground lightly.

At this time, a cold sword sound came from the old woman's hand, and the coldness on her body became deeper. A snow-white long sword suddenly appeared, instantly frozen the air around her. The powerful coldness cooled into the bone marrow.

"I said who is it? I dare to kill my three suns of Nine Yang. It turns out that it is Feng Xing'er, the Bingli Sword Lord of Ruoqing Immortal Palace. What? Is this first battle to establish my Nine Yang Demon Sect's authority?" He disappeared in the dark light and said in a dark way.

Su Yi, Zhao Nianbai and others showed strange expressions on their faces. They seemed to be extremely shocked by Grandma Feng's origin, and stopped to watch one after another.

"I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, but you are getting more and more shameless, Black Spring." Grandma Feng held the Bingli Sword in her hand, and white cold lights were dancing in front of them. Some of them turned into ice chains, soaring upwards, blocking a space.

Heiquan chuckled and said disrespectfully, "I'm shameless? Hey, it's better than your wrinkles... If it weren't for this Bingli, I wouldn't recognize you."

"Shut up!" Grandma Feng's eyes suddenly surged in murderous intent. Heiquan seemed to touch the taboo in her heart, making her a little out of control.

"However, what I can't understand is that the curse of life in your body is still alive... Could it be that the legend of life and death scattered is false?" A faint doubt was revealed in his words, but it even more angered Grandma Feng.

Grandma Feng's breath became more and more violent, and the cold air quickly condensed and turned into white frost. The lingering ice crystal chains finally shot out.

Heiquan simply walked out of the black fog and looked at Grandma Feng with fearlessness, with a casual look on her face and mocking.

After the chain approached, Heiquan slowly took out a black token. The token was outlined with extremely complex patterns, and blood-red ancient characters were engraved in the center.

While engraving Jiuyou, writing blood while writing!

The bloodthirsty aura hit my face, obviously not an ordinary person, I am afraid it is a very evil weapon that has been stained with the blood of countless people.

The token grew in the wind, instantly blocking the surging ice crystal chains and was intact.

Heiquan curled his lips and walked out of the huge token blocking his body. He leaned against the edge of the token, gently rubbing the token's torso.

"Jiuyou Dang Blood Order?" Grandma Feng stopped forcibly, stood with a sword, and asked with a strong fear.

"Knock in front of the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Nine Nether Blood Desolation Desolation becomes empty! It is the Nine Nether Blood Desolation Order!" Heiquan drank wildly, and his breath suddenly surged. He danced wildly with black robe, lawless.

Then the conversation changed and said with a faint threat, "I was defeated by you when you were in full swing, but now, you, with a broken life, seem to be helpless against me."

"Not to mention that I have this Jiuyou Dang Blood Order from Hell. If I write your name on it, I will probably go to the lunar land, fall into the Yellow Spring, and there will be no place for you to live in. They will attack and kill everywhere, even in Ruoqing Immortal Palace, they may not be safe and sound." Heiquan smiled strangely, very cold and gloomy...

"Is hell, an organization hiding in the dark, planning to revive under the sun?" Grandma Feng said to herself, her face looked very ugly, and she said in a dark voice, "So what, I know that I can't escape the assassination of hell, but before that, it may not be difficult to break his minions and your head."

Heiquan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold light flashed slightly, but disappeared in an instant. He concealed it very quickly. Grandma Feng's eyes looked like a torch, but she could not notice his fleeting cold light.

He still smiled, but without any smile, and gently knocked on the token, as if he was thinking about something, and then said, "If you leave here and don't block my way. I will not blame you for killing the three suns of my sect..."

Grandma Feng said nothing, as if she was thinking about it. After a moment, she said, "I had no intention of snatching the ancient stele and the stone scriptures. It's not that I can't do it, but I want to take him with me." Grandma Feng glanced at Chen Fan.

Heiquan's eyes suddenly became cold, and the black light spread, and finally no longer suppressed it. He showed a hideous and cold smile, and a small wound was cut on his fingers, and the red blood slowly oozed out...

(End of this chapter)
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