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Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters battle of Tianjiao

Weng buzz!

As soon as I stepped into the barrier, the world changed. The originally lush mountains turned into volcanoes, the land was red, and a scorching temperature radiated in the air.

At the same time, a vast wave of spiritual energy floated in the air like clouds and mist, all emitted by the spiritual medicines growing everywhere.

Bang bang bang bang!

Of course, at this moment, beside those spiritual medicines, there were cultivators, casual cultivators, sects, or large clans everywhere, all fighting for each other.

The true energy exploded in the air, magic weapons flew everywhere, and magic swept through, causing the land to crack and rocks to penetrate the sky.

Moreover, this is just the outer periphery of the barrier. Further away, the true energy fluctuations became stronger and stronger. Chen Fan even saw some mountains falling. Obviously, he discovered a spiritual medicine of great level. The competition between the two sides was extremely fierce.

"At least it is also in the middle stage of God Transformation."

But he didn't bother to pay attention to the struggles, so he just closed his eyes slightly and felt it.

This barrier has existed for at least two hundred years, and during these two hundred years, the internal spiritual energy has basically remained stable. Until recently, it has slowly shattered because of the energy in it.

And the old man Guhe who can cast such a barrier must at least be in the middle stage of the God Transformation. Looking at Zhu Yan Kingdom, he may be considered a strong man in some places.

But then, he didn't say much and slowly moved forward.

The air was scorching, the sound of killing sounds swept through, and the true energy swept across it. At this time, the barrier had become a battlefield.

Huh?

Not long after, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because right in front of a volcano, a Ganoderma lucidum-like plant grows in the cracks of the rocks, its body is blood-red, and it is like a millstone, emitting a rich spiritual energy.

"This blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum is owned by my Linghe Sect. Fellow Taoist please leave quickly!"

But before he could take a few more glances, a spiritual crane swept in the air, and a thin-faced old man and a group of young men and girls stood on it. The old man looked solemn, and the eyes of those young men and girls were also filled with hostility.

Seeing this, Chen Fan was too lazy to say more, and after his figure swept, he continued to leisurely move towards the depths of the barrier.

"So it's a cartilage!"

A group of teenagers on the Linghe smiled coldly, and the old man also smuglyed in his beard. A true energy burst out from his hand, wrapped the blood Luo Ganoderma lucidum, looked at Chen Fan and said coldly: "It's just a casual cultivator. In this barrier, I can only try my luck..."

Chen Fan naturally ignored the ridicule behind him and continued to sweep forward.

As he advanced, the level of the elixir found along the way gradually increased, and the outbreak of battle became more and more intense.

During this period, he encountered several magical herbs of pretty good grades several times. The monks around him were about to kill him, but they found that he was like shopping. After a few glances, they left, which made everyone laugh coldly.

So, in this fierce battle barrier, Chen Fan became an alien, slowly heading deep into the barrier under the fun eyes of everyone.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the depths of the barrier.

I saw that the spiritual medicine here was at least seventh grade, including eighth grade. Chen Fan even saw a ninth grade spiritual medicine - the Dead Tree of Burning Thunder.

The competition for these spiritual medicines far exceeds the peripheral realm, and basically elder-level figures are in conflict, even several sects and clans are fighting each other.

When everyone saw him coming, they ignored him. After all, his lonely figure seemed to be very threatening.

Bang bang bang bang!

But at this moment, everyone's eyes narrowed.

Because in the distance, there were six figures outside the highest mountain in the entire barrier, fighting fiercely, and there were Situ Xiao and the other six.

At this time, the outer edge of the mountain was covered with a faint mist, like a huge lid, surrounding the entire mountain. It was obviously the core barrier, but the light traces on it continued to dim and seemed to be about to break.

Obviously, several people wanted to be the first to suppress the other people before the core barrier was broken.

Boom!

And the fierce battle between them was far more than everyone in the entire barrier.

Situ Xiao was handsome and his body was extremely vast. With every move, magic was swept out, and his breath was like a dragon, and his palm blades swept out, causing countless cracks to appear on the ground below.

Mangyang is a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect in the north. He practiced physical magic. At this moment, his body soared, and his whole body was almost five meters high. His whole body exploded with golden light. With one punch, the void was really broken.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

On the other side, Chu Xuan'er's snow-white jade feet were stepping on the void, and her white gauze was floating on her body, and she filled with moon-like lights. Each light seemed gentle, but in fact it contained terrifying murderous intent.

As for Jian Chen and Mu Lingkong, the giant sword in one of them swept through his hands. The clear sounds caused countless sword rainbows to appear in the void, like a net of heaven and earth, and were airtight; Mu Lingkong was covered with silver light, and as his palms flipped, spells swept around like fog.

The spells and the terrifying true energy rolled, causing the earth below to tremble. Some monks were slightly closer and were directly bombarded.

Moreover, the few people fought on their own, and the situation changed rapidly, which made people frightened.

Huh?

But everyone's eyes were soon attracted by Pang Kaigu.

At this moment, Pang Kaigun was driving the Fenglin horse and chariot, moving left and right between Situ Xiao and the other two in the battle, slashing at Situ Xiao with one palm, and punching at Mangyang with one punch, and making screams from time to time.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, fight me... Wait for a while, I'm not ready yet, you fight with the little white face first..."

"Fellow Taoist Xuan'er, if you don't agree to be my Taoist partner again, I will attack you again!"

"Little white face, why are you glaring at me? Be careful that fellow Taoist Jian Chen cuts your lower body..."

The sounds of ghosts, along with the attacks, made Situ Xiao and the other two look gloomy. They occasionally blasted a spell at him, but they were either resisted by the defensive magic weapons on his body, or they were avoided by him controlling the Feng Lin horse.

“It’s interesting.”

Seeing this, many monks below looked strange, and Chen Fan also smiled.

He could see at a glance that if he was facing Situ Xiao and the other two, even if he was fighting alone, Pang Kaigu was no match for any of them.

But now the five people are fighting each other. Even if they are so angry that their faces turn blue, they dare not be distracted to deal with him alone. Not only are they the many defensive magic weapons, but he also runs away when he sees the situation is not good.

For a moment, his round body was like a fish in water between the five people.

This scene is so rude and rude.
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