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The first thousand three hundred and eighty first chapters Shura Road

Although the endless hills are not as good as the mountains that look like a huge wall, there are also peaks.

The dead energy is endless, not the dark earth energy and the strong wind breaking the sky, but the gray sunshine makes it look like hell.

In fact, this is hell, the legendary place where souls gather after the death of a creature, the Nether Island.

The Yellow River No. 1 above his head activates the Zhoutian Star Dou Array, and Chen Pan stood at the top of a huge peak, panting heavily.

The three-foot sword guided him to avoid the Supreme Monster of the Monster, but it was a complete Shura Road. Monsters and spirit bodies were terrifyingly numerous. Apart from the days after they set out, they never stopped and fought all the way.

He was covered in blood, some were monsters, some were their own, some had dried up, and some were newly touched.

With Chen Pan's strength, it is naturally easy to make the blood disappear, but that makes no sense and a new appearance will soon appear.

Ten years, at least ten years, it has been at least ten years since leaving the Wangchuan River, and it has been ten years since it was killed. There is no choice, and there are enemies everywhere. If there are many monsters, there are few spirits. If there are few monsters, there are many spirits.

If it weren't for the great success of the Immortal Body, he would have probably already fallen. The Great Immortal Body, both its defense and recovery ability, has improved to a great extent.

The five original forces interact with each other, and the true qi in the body is endless. Even the ferocious beasts like the six-armed demon ape and the three-eyed king of jinn can only cause a short injury to Chen Pan and will be healed soon.

Even with such a body, Chen Pan still felt tired. It was a psychological fatigue. No matter who it was, after fighting day and night for ten years, this feeling would appear in his heart.

"Ao!" With a wild roar, a three-tailed bark killed Chen Pan. This is the king of the prehistoric monsters. The six-armed demon ape with great combat power back then is very fast, and ordinary attacks are difficult to make up for.

Facing the terrifying attack of the Three Tails, Chen Pan had no expression on his face, did not dodge or avoid, and directly let his terrifying claws grab him.

Even with the defense of immortality, the three-tailed sluts still grabbed Chen Pan's chest. However, Chen Pan seemed to have no feeling, stretched out one hand to grab the three-tailed sluts that were about to pull back, and quickly lifted the other hand.

The three-tailed man felt the danger. He struggled desperately, but his strength was no match for Chen Pan now. He twisted his body wildly and released more attacks to kill the person who was holding it.

In an instant, Chen Pan's body became full of evil, and white bones could be seen, but they responded quickly in a short period of time.

"Ao!" With a huge dragon roar, the dragon fist took action, Chen Pan directly killed the three-tailed bars into pieces. He put the fallen inner alchemy into the stone axe space, gasped and responded quickly.

Ten years of battles. This is the case every time. It is not just the so-called battle, it is simply a life-changing change.

When Chen Pan began to choose to fight in this way when he was injured by a monster of this level because of his flaws. He did not die because of this. Instead, he took advantage of the situation to kill his opponent.

His general attack power, speed and even defense may not be as good as these monsters, or even the spirit kings, but there is one thing that they cannot match even if they beat him, and that is, his life is hard.

The huge injury also recovered in a flash. Now ten years have passed. Chen Pan is too lazy to think about what kind of injuries the opponent's attack will cause to him. When he encounters an opponent, he will directly exchange his life.

If the Supreme One doesn't take action, I'm afraid there will be no one in the world who can kill him who has achieved immortality.

Chen Pan was not happy after killing the Three-tailed Monster. He was already numb. Not only that, his opponent was definitely more than one monster as simple as that. Apart from the dead Three-tailed Monster, there were at least a dozen equal monster kings around him, and there were also a large number of spiritual bodies.

This is an indescribable place. The spirits and monsters here seem to have reached some consensus, and they are not very hated.

Without their own intervention, they seem to be able to live in peace, but when they, an outsider, enter, all their fingers are directed at them.

The place where the three-foot sword points to is as if it is an inaccessible other shore. Only by using the blood and bones of these monsters and spirits to build a road can one pass.

"Boom!" Another terrifying death spirit came, and a huge bone dragon appeared.

This is a dead dragon. According to legend, the terrible dragon clan strongman's soul does not dissipate after his death and controls his own corpse. His lifelong power turns into death energy, which is extremely powerful.

Chen Pan did not dodge or avoid, and the Galaxy Palm was slapped out. Although it was powerful, it was ultimately defeated. He was swept away by death and fell into the spiritual group.

A group of spiritual bodies rushed over, but disappeared instantly and was directly killed by the Rin Divine Art. Only the Spirit Body King was not affected.

After entering Netherworld Island, Chen Pan's mental power has reached a terrifying level in the past nearly a hundred years of battle. It is absolutely unparalleled among his peers. Even Jiang Chengzi is far inferior, and he can even compete with the spirit king who uses secret techniques.

He killed a group of spirits, and then another monster arrived. Chen Pan couldn't resist and was knocked away again. His injuries were terrifying, but he recovered in a very short time. Now he is simply immortal.

When another monster king came, Chen Pan tried hard to kill him and the dragon fist.

After he became a perfect immortal body, his recovery ability was even better than before. Even the use of Dragon Fist was much smaller, and the energy he consumed could be recovered quickly, and the interval between use was less than one-tenth of that.

He has been getting stronger, but he has never been able to reach the Hunyuan realm. The film has been getting thinner and almost impossible to detect, but it just cannot break through.

If he cannot break through, he can still be a saint, not a powerful Hunyuan person.

The cruel bloody battle continued, Chen Pan fought with his life, and after a long time, he finally killed only a few monsters that threatened him.

The monsters here cannot be killed, and new arrivals will soon be made. This is the experience Chen Pan has gained over the past ten years. Don’t try to kill all your opponents before moving forward.

When these monsters cannot maintain their absolute advantage, they have to seize the time to rush and fight while walking. For ten years, he has spent every day like this.

If it weren't for being numb, or if it weren't for retreating and moving forward, Chen Pan might have chosen to give up.

As he advanced and killed, Chen Pan had a layer of terrible blood.

This layer of blood seems to be formed by the condensation of the soul and flesh of the monster beast. It is extremely strange and has a terrifying spiritual pressure. Although it is useless to the monsters here, it makes many spirits dare not approach it.

I don’t know how long the endless journey of killing lasted, but finally, a vast area without spirits appeared in the distance.

When he arrived, he didn't need a three-foot sword to remind him, and Chen Pan knew that his destination was not far away.

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