The first thousand one hundred and seventy-ninth chapters
The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed. There are no relatives in the world, and only one of them is left alone.
This is the most unacceptable thing for Chen Pan. People will die first, but their own relatives should not die in this way.
To take revenge, you must take revenge. There is a head of grievance and debt, and everything cannot be over.
Master Tianji told him a huge lie, but he had already left this world and turned into ashes. Even though Chen Pan had the intention of crushing his bones and slapped him, he had nowhere to vent.
It's just that he is not the only enemy, there are others.
A strange red light flashed in his eyes, and Chen Pan slowly stood up from the ground.
"Chen Pan..." The old antique spoke, but didn't know what to say. He had been with Chen Pan for hundreds of years, so he naturally knew what everything in front of him meant to him.
"Help me, use the realm of time and space." Chen Pan said calmly. At this moment, he had escaped from anger, all his anger and sorrow, and he would use his enemy's blood and soul to extinguish it.
But this calm Chen Pan made the old antique frightened. The chill that emerged from just a few words made him feel as if he saw a hell of lush hell, endless flesh and blood, and countless souls were wailing in it.
"The Realm of Time and Space!" Chen Pan repeated again. Although he had learned a certain level of space Taoist patterns, he could not use space secret techniques, including the Realm of Time and Space.
The old antique did not hesitate anymore and began to activate the secret technique. The space patterns swept across the entire Jinwu Kingdom and gathered into a ball. After a while, the realm of time and space appeared above the capital.
Familiar streets and familiar tribesmen, scenes emerge in the realm of time and space. Living and working in peace and harmony.
A meteor broke all the peace, and the flames soared into the sky, instantly turning the entire capital into flames. A large number of monks appeared in the sky, making waves of crazy laughter.
"Evil Cultivation World! Demon Clan!" Chen Pan's face was expressionless, pronunciating one word at a time. Judging from the costumes and skills, these people all came from the evil Cultivation World, and there were some familiar faces, saints from the Xuanming Sect, saints from the Puppet Sect, saints from the Hehuan Sect, saints from the Soul-Devouring Sect... These saints have all seen them in the Langya Holy Land.
"The demons in the evil cultivation world dare to invade our northern wilderness, let you taste the fists of our barbarians!" With a loud shout, a large number of barbarians appeared in the realm of time and space, with extraordinary cultivation, many quasi-saints, and powerful saints.
These masters from the Northern Wilderness Barbarian Yuan are the guardian saints of all barbarians, so naturally they will not let monks from other regions do evil in their own territory.
"Is the barbarian fist? Haha, I really want to try it! Don't say that the War Saint is not here, even if he is still at Tianzhu Peak, what can we do to us? No wonder others, you can only blame your barbarians for being too weak. Not to mention the Hunyuan strong people, even saints are extremely rare. It is really a waste to occupy such a large area. Let's give it up." The saint of the Xuanming Sect laughed.
In the midst of words, the troops on both sides had already fought into a group.
No one can hold back the battle of this level. The Jinwu Kingdom was destroyed faster and in an instant, it had become a ruin. The doomsday is coming. Countless barbarians ran around and cried.
There are too many saints in the evil cultivation world, and the barbarians can no longer hold on. There must be more than one battle in the same place, and other places are also suffering the same disaster.
"Haha, it's such a vast land. With this as the foundation, our Jinwu clan will surely become the strongest demon clan in the world."
"What qualifications do we have to occupy for a weak race? Let us give it up quickly. We can also consider spareing your lives!"
"Kill without mercy, kill without mercy! Haha!"
A burst of laughter, and ten suns suddenly appeared in the sky, and they quickly approached, and they were ten golden crows.
Seeing this scene, Chen Pan couldn't help but breathe. He was not unfamiliar with these ten golden crows, and they were the ones he fought with Kunpeng in the space battlefield.
"How could this happen? We have clearly sealed all the space channels. How did these golden crows come?" Chen Pan couldn't believe it. Although he regretted not going home back then, but was fooled by the man from Tianji and the monkey to participate in the so-called immortal war, it did not mean that he hoped that the army from another world would really invade the ancient continent.
"No, I shouldn't be able to come here, otherwise the ancient continent at this moment had already changed its scenes, and the supreme people wouldn't be squatting in their own divine realm." The old antique said suspiciously.
In the other world for more than 400 years, Chen Pan did not find any major moves in the divine world, which means they did not find any channel to enter the main world.
"Then what's going on?"
The old antique thought for a while, and suddenly seemed to have a sudden realization: "I understand, you controlled the body of Emperor Xuanyuan and killed all directions, and even the Supreme One could not bear it, let alone others."
"These golden crows should have been panicked and escaped into the space cracks in the space battlefield. After that, we sealed the space channel and they were trapped."
"The collapse of space order has occurred, and the space cracks in these main worlds began first, so the golden crow ran out. The other world could no longer go back, so naturally they entered the main world. Not only them, I believe there are many other monks in the other world.
Speaking of this, the old antique continued to analyze: "There are absolutely a lot of people. When they arrive in the ancient continent, they naturally need territory, and they will inevitably have conflicts with people from all regions. Although the barbarians in the northern wilderness and barbarians are brave and good at fighting, their overall strength is indeed the weakest, so they chose them as their target and fought."
"But our barbarians have war saints. These ten golden crows can't even beat Kunpeng's great saints who don't use treasures. How could they be the opponent of the war saint? If you add these scums in the evil cultivation world, you can definitely deal with them with the strength of the war saint, but why did the Northern Wilderness Barbarian Yuan still become like this!" Chen Pan's eyes were so bitter.
The old antique sighed: "I don't know this anymore, keep reading."
The participation of the Jinwu in the war made the barbarians even worse and could not last. After a moment, only one saint was left to fight to the death.
"Everyone, the matter here has been settled. You can go to other places to take a look!" Several saints from the evil cultivation world said to Jinwu.
"Thank you, you will be rewarded in the future!" a golden crow replied loudly.
"Haha, goodbye!" The saints of the evil cultivation world left one after another, and ten golden crows attacked the last barbarian saint frantically.
This saint is not weak, holding a large bow of the holy weapon level, which is extremely powerful. However, these ten golden crows seem to be stronger than on the space battlefield that day. When they work together, the barbarian saint has no power to fight back and is seriously injured and dying in danger.
"Every direction is destroyed!" Ten golden crows joined forces, like ten scorching sun shining in the air, ten red light columns condensed and shot directly at the target.
The barbarian saint finally couldn't resist it, and a scream fell from the air. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!