"From Dachen, born here... Qinglian on the rainy night!" Chen Fan's eyes suddenly became eager, and he did not doubt Qinglian. After listening to Qinglian's answer, he felt a sense of seeing his family, and was ecstatic.

"You ask me if I still remember the rainy night Qinglian, do you want to say that I once lived in Dachen? And, during that time, I knew you?" Chen Fan couldn't wait to speak out, and before Qinglian could answer, questions were expressed one after another.

"But why, I don't remember anything... Where is Dachen?"

"I shouldn't have come here because she knew... I would definitely not be able to control my clues when I met you. She said it was right, and I was indeed exposed. However, although I am a small green lotus, I also know that the overall situation is the most important thing. She can't even resist seeing you. Why can't I?" Qinglian smiled, but her tone was indescribable.

"So don't ask, I won't say it... Moreover, I have caused a change, my memory is incomplete, and my recovery is extremely slow. Even if I tell you, I can't explain it."

"You just need to do one thing well, that is, while protecting yourself, keep becoming stronger, and protecting your secret from Dachen. Never disclose it to others."

After Qinglian finished speaking, she was really silent, letting Chen Fan blow the strong wind on the hills. She was as solid as a rock and towering as a towering rock.

Chen Fan was so tired that he couldn't let Qinglian speak. He slowly sat next to Qinglian and calmed down as he watched the endless battles in the air.

"Actually, I was just venting my vent. I had countless guesses in my mind that day that I condensed my vein, but I didn't know who to say it to, so I kept it in my heart." Chen Fan said lightly.

"If you don't tell me, I won't ask. No matter how many secrets there are, they will always appear in front of me one by one. I don't have to worry, I'll wait."

"Qinglian, thank you! Your appearance... made me very happy." Chen Fan murmured to himself, his expression extremely relaxed. The corners of Qinglian's mouth curled up, making her beautiful.

"We are all waiting for you, waiting for you to push open the door of Dachen with your own hands." Qinglian murmured in her heart, and a lotus bloomed in her eyes.

In the distance, the mountain-shaking ape and the white rhino had fierce confrontation, and bursts of shocking blood were secreted from them and soon filled their bodies. They roared shrillly, struggling to fight continuously, and were tragically shocking.

The light of the warship shone on the heaven and earth, and its speed was fully opened. In the blink of an eye, it rushed to the sky above Liuyun Mountain. As the roar was circling, it was like a giant dragon hitting an invisible barrier. The sky and the earth were shaking, and the buzzing sound spread in all directions.

"Hell!" A violent shout suddenly came from the warship. Under the dazzling light, an indescribable figure jumped off the warship, and looked at the void that hidden a large number of black-clothed monks with murderous intentions.

The roar was vast and the cold and sarcastic chill was like a sudden invisible snow, causing countless people's bodies to become cold and their hair stood up.

"How is it?" An old voice came from the void, with indescribable domineering and tragic abuse, just as deafening as it sounded deafening, resounding throughout the sky.

Suddenly, there were a large number of monks in black who appeared from the void. Their expressions were extremely cold and their bodies were dead, like corpses floating in the air with their eyes, and some even held sharp blades and blood dripping.

They were lined up in all directions, densely packed, and their bodies were straight, like silent and solemn black statues, which was daunting.

"So, you are the ones who have been behind the scenes over the years! Do you dare to obstruct the imperial palace from practicing the way for heaven, and aren't you afraid of breaking the inheritance?" The old man in purple who shouted loudly in the imperial palace had a red fire burning in his eyes, and his murderous intent was endless.

"Practice the way for the heavens, hehe... Which sky did you do? The spirit-raising people shook forever and opened the immortal gate for us, but you just kill them and leave no room for anything. What intentions do you have?" The thin old man in black clothes in black clothes, led by hell, smiled and his tone was extremely mocking.

"Breaking open the Immortal Gate? Sansheng is just about to smash the Immortal Gate and break the path to becoming an immortal!"

"Hahaha, you have exhausted all the eternal power and have been hunting and nourishing spirits, thinking that there is no smart person in this world who can see everything? Do you don't know whether what I said is true or false?" The old man from Hell laughed wildly to the sky.

"All nonsense is to be killed!" The old man in purple opened his eyebrows, and a purple-inspired flying sword suddenly shot out, instantly crushing the space, like a broken mirror.

"What a killer! Growing spirits should be killed, and I will be killed in hell. Then tell me, what else should I not be killed?"

"I will say today that the imperial palace is in trouble, what if I die?" The old man in hell bullies people. The countless black-clothed hell Shura behind him suddenly raised his sword. Although it was silent, his aura was terrifying.

When the old man from Hell saw Ziyi in the Imperial Palace summoning the magic sword, he was furious and suddenly escaped from the crowd, stepped out in one step, and stood on the warship.

He snorted coldly, stepped down, and the divine light penetrated most of the sky. Suddenly another crack appeared under his feet. The black hole was extremely terrifying. A huge aura burst out, and a huge sole suddenly rushed out of the crack, emitting a shocking momentum.

The huge foot stepped towards the warship and directly shattered the infinite divine luster covered on the warship, with a shattering light everywhere, the wind whistling, the warship trembled and shaking endlessly.

The old man was furious and did not stop after trampling on the divine light of the warship. Instead, he swayed from the void and confronted the cold warship.

He punched out with a sudden punch, and it was extremely fierce. The punch cut through the void and a strange phenomenon emerged. A silver flame soared into the sky, like a waterfall hanging in the sky. There were raindrops everywhere, like swords destroying everything.

"Boom," a dull and loud noise pounced on the sky. The warship was overturned on the spot. The violent and majestic power shook the inside. The purple-clothed powerful emperor in the imperial palace waved his hands and pressed the tumbling warship hard, but the crazy destructive power still crushed the people around him into debris, and the corpse was gone.

"I said that the imperial palace should be killed, do you dare not believe it?" The old man's black clothes floated, with unparalleled domineeringness. His powerful combat power made countless people yearn for it.

The participation in the war in hell immediately ignited the atmosphere of Liuyun Mountain. Now it seems that the imperial palace was so desperate to erase the spirit-raising people, perhaps it was really not as simple as they thought.

Moreover, their conversation seemed to contain many unclear meanings. However, the appearance of the word "Immortal Gate" did attract many people's attention.

The strange actions of the imperial palace, hell, and the demon world's devil world's devilish city made them feel that there seemed to be a shocking secret to be revealed.

The sky was covered with battlefields, and the battle was fierce.

But Chen Fan, the protagonist who caused this battle, seemed to have been completely forgotten and trapped on the stone pillar. No one paid attention to it except the demon girl Qinglian.

"This old man in hell is so powerful. He actually overturned an ancient warship with his own strength." Chen Fan took the power of the old man in hell and couldn't help but envy him.

"You will eventually be stronger than him!" Qing Lian said, with an extremely firm expression.

Feng Qingyu's heart sank after seeing the ancient warship coming from a distance. Although a large number of Hell Shuras immediately appeared, it did not make him relax at all, but his heart became heavier.

The endless price of the Imperial Palace also allowed Feng Qingyu to see their determination to kill the spirit-raising man. This is not what he wants to die. It is clearly because the Imperial Palace wants to do this, and there is no room for maneuver.

He looked up at the endless void. The ancestors and the ancestors of the Imperial Palace were fighting happily, and no one could gain the upper hand for the time being. But he knew that there must be other supreme masters of the Imperial Palace hiding in the dark.

The monks from Hell, Demon Clan, Demon World, and Wasteland City joined the battlefield, causing the Imperial Palace to be defeated. Otherwise, we would take this opportunity to directly join forces with them to completely overthrow the Imperial Palace?

Feng Qingyu did not hesitate. Since he had this idea, he would give it a try. He directly ordered to use secret methods to inform the pillars of Liuyun Sword Pavilion hiding in the dark, and to do his best to surround and kill the imperial palace.

Hundreds of sword cultivators who were in the sword pavilion were singing forward with their swords, and they drifted across the sky like a meteor, bursting out a series of blazing sword lights.

Following the immortal sword Liuyun and the thirty-six ancient swords, a purple ancient artifact war immortal drum suddenly appeared in the sky. An old man from the sect had extremely thick arms, and his blue veins sank like a dragon lying on his side. He thrust hard and his drum face, and his voice was like a roar of thunder. A giant with dazzling golden armor suddenly came from the drum sound.

He held a battle halberd in his hand, and with every wave, a powerful imperial palace power fell in front of the unparalleled divine light.

After the war drums and hundreds of sword cultivators appeared, the ancestors of the imperial palace finally could not hide them. They appeared one by one in the clouds one after another, and the chaotic aura was filled with them, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but the aura was vast, the head was like a sky, the soles of the feet were a piece of earth, and the whole body was like a world.

Eighteen ancestors are coming together, just like the eighteen worlds suppressing the void, all kinds of rare birds and beasts fly and rushing, countless clouds and clouds come out of the sea, and there are even endless rain of flowers and rains that sprinkle on the earth.

As the flower rain floated, countless people could not withstand the collision of these eighteen ancestors' almost Taoist trends, and fell from the air with pale complexion.

Just as these eighteen ancestors released their divine power to their heart's content, a roar filled with murderous aura suddenly came from the endless sky, like the howling of gods and demons.

The strange phenomena of various rare birds and beasts flying and rushing were instantly drunk. The clouds and clouds in the sky also disappeared invisible in an instant, and the endless rain of flowers that bloomed and drifted turned into drizzles.

A black crack that was boundless suddenly appeared in the sky. The black destruction thunder was extremely ferocious, and the domineering thunder seemed to directly break through the eardrums, making people's mind sway.

A giant, a thousand feet tall, broke out from the black crack under the eyes of countless people, and his long thick hair danced wildly in the black catastrophe thunder, but such violent and destructive power could not shake it at all.

He walked out of the crack and suddenly turned into a stream of light and galloped down. His body shrank violently with the naked eye, becoming smaller and smaller, but his speed was getting faster and faster.

When he stepped down the sky and passed by the eighteen ancestors, someone stopped him. The cold light in his eyes was like lightning, and he punched it out like a pitch-black wave, and a great pressure came out from the rolling demonic energy. The vast power directly knocked the ancestor of the imperial palace to fly away and smashed a mountain.

He ignored the ancestor of the Imperial Palace who was knocked away, but instead looked straight at Chen Fan trapped in the stone pillar. Qinglian suddenly stood up and blocked Chen Fan behind him. The fluorescence of the Ten Thousand Demons in his hand turned slightly.

The young man who tore through the void had a trace of softness flashed in his eyes, revealing a smile.

(End of this chapter)
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