This is a new trip.

Get stronger little by little and realize the opportunity of life and death.

"Buzz."

The long river of rules is shaken.

The river washed Chen Fan's body, and his understanding of life and death continued to deepen.

…

Sword City.

Three days have passed since Old Mo Chu and others returned.

For the past three days, Jiancheng has been very peaceful.

Except for the excitement at the beginning when Old Demon Chu brought people back, Jiancheng was relatively silent at other times.

Central thatched cottage.

On this day, basically all the powerful men in Sword City gathered here.

Old Demon Chu, Mad Emperor, Xiqiu... Natural Disaster, Wu Sheng and others returned at the same time this time.

Everyone is here.

This is a meeting in Sword City, hosted by Long Ling.

"Everyone."

As the initiator of the meeting, Old Demon Chu was the first to speak: "Last night, there were some more people in Sword City."

People have entered Sword City.

Jiancheng has always been free, you can come and go as you please.

This rule was like this when it was the predecessor of Sword City, the City of Freedom.

Come as you please.

Once you come, you can leave as you please.

Yesterday, someone came into the city, a lot of them, and moved into the vacant houses in Jiancheng.

"..."

No one answered.

After a long while, Long Ling had to speak: "These people should come from the Imperial Palace."

Apart from the five heavenly emperors and five imperial palaces in the Immortal Domain, there is nothing else.

"You have bad intentions." Xiqiu said with a bitter look on his face.

Everyone else looked at him.

Puzzled eyes, why?

Xiqiu said: "A bunch of half-emperors came silently and vaguely surrounded us. Is this what normal people do?"

Shouldn't normal people gather together?

But those who finished the work surrounded the central thatched cottage.

Everyone looked at each other slowly.

"Wait."

The mad emperor who spoke.

He still maintains the state of his soul, but his body is extremely solid.

"If the other party doesn't move, we won't move until the city lord returns." This was his suggestion.

Others don't have a good idea either.

In the end, I could only nod.

Wu Sheng, on the other hand, added: "Fellow Taoist Long Ling, please be careful these days."

Long Ling nodded.

You really have to keep an eye on it, a group of half-emperors, no one dares to be careless.

…

The sight returns to the long river of rules.

The river was floating, and no one knew where he was.

Chen Fan...is out of quarantine.

Walking out of the long river of rules, half of the body is full of death, and half of the body is full of life.

Life and death flow.

Looking back at the long history of rules, those rules that were consumed have been restored.

The avenue of life and death is extremely powerful.

"Can."

The long river is turbulent and the waves are surging into the sky.

Today's long history of rules has reached a certain limit.

It seems that he only needs to wait for a breakthrough opportunity to transform.

"Emperor realm?"

It should feel like this.

The opportunity for transformation is the imperial realm.

Looking towards the end of the regular river, the mist is still surging, shrouding the scenery at the end.

The stone wall still exists.

After pondering for a long time, he wanted to break through the stone wall again, but in the end he gave up.

Several days have passed and it's time to return to Sword City.

He is a loner and is used to being alone.

But now that he has taken over the stall in Jiancheng, he will not ignore it.

Just like Wenlan City in the lower realm.

"Let's go."

Take one step forward and cross the long river of rules.

Fairyland is back.

The rich vitality penetrates the body, sweeping away the last trace of death.

"call."

Slightly vomiting turbid air.

Under your feet is the surging power of rules.

Its figure has disappeared from the spot and flew towards the distant Sword City.

…

Sword City.

In the central thatched cottage, Old Demon Chu and others are all here.

"Boom."

The seventh day.

Outside the city, suddenly a big foot fell from the sky.

A giant standing tall on the sky, its head sticking out of the clouds, looking down.

"Chen Fan."

The cold drink echoed throughout the world.

The pressure of heaven and earth presses down.

In an instant, it was the power of God.

It was a supreme existence, and with just one voice, the entire Sword City was unable to lift its weight.

"boom."

Old Demon Chu rose into the sky.

But just as his body was halfway through the rush, he fell from the sky with a 'bang'.
To be continued...