MTL - Sword Slaying The Heavens-Chapter 757 rumored strong
Chapter 757 The Rumored Powerhouse
The moment the cold wind hit his body, not only Chen Fan, but even the ten thrones were slightly moved, because the true energy could not stop the strange cold wind at all.
Chen Fan was stunned. This chill directly attacked people's souls, and it was very similar to, or almost exactly the same as, the Bone Cold Fire he had just realized not long ago, but the intensity of this chill was far inferior to his Dao Rhyme , which made him not react in time.
"Could it be... that there is also a dark bone cold fire in Wuzhi Mountain?" Chen Fan secretly guessed. Obviously, this chill came from the mountain. The reason why it is so weak is that it is far away from the core, and it is very likely to exist in Wuzhi Mountain. Bone cold fire, and not the artistic conception of Taoism, but the real dark bone cold fire.
Chen Fan couldn't help but feel moved, if he could find this dark bone cold fire, refine and devour it with the Burning Fire Chapter, combined with the artistic conception, it is very possible to fight against the throne of Tiandaomen, at least one enemy two, Fu Baihou will No longer a threatening opponent.
And maybe even enlightenment through battle is not required, his charm of cold fire in the dark bone can get a great leap, just because he can refine the real cold fire.
"Concentrating the soul can resist this chill, don't exaggerate, the chill inside will be stronger." At this time, a throne spoke.
Everyone also condensed their souls. Although Chen Fan could not be afraid of the chill, he still had to do so. He didn't want to be the object of others' attention, and his spiritual sense was also staring at the monk beside him, looking for an opportunity to strike.
Phew!
At this moment, everyone was about to continue to walk into the mountain, but suddenly there were several ear-piercing sounds of breaking through the sky.
The ten thrones all felt this, their brows frowned instantly, and they raised their heads with gloomy faces. Chen Fan and the others also looked up one after another, only to see a few streamers of light flashing across the sky, and then several young monks with different expressions appeared In front of everyone.
One of them made the audience boil instantly. He was wearing a purple-gold robe, covered with golden hair, thunderous mouth, and golden eyes. He was a monkey. There was only one reason why everyone was so shocked.
"Six-eared macaque, he... he is actually here too." The crowd suddenly became noisy.
"How could this be? Didn't it mean that he disappeared for hundreds of years and suddenly appeared again? Could it be that he is also going to enter Wuzhishan?"
"It's a good thing we have a lot of people in Tiandao Sect, otherwise the four would have fled at this moment." Someone breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice.
"Look, not only the six-eared macaque, but also several legendary experts who have disappeared for a long time. Isn't that man in white with a sword in his hand the same as Gong Jiu who broke all spells with a single sword? And that... "
In a few breaths, everyone pointed out the names of the future people one by one, all of them are well-known existences in this world, and they are one against ten of the same level.
"It seems that our Tiandaomen have acted too powerfully this time. The whole family gathered in Wuzhishan. Can't even these strong people sit still?" A member of Tiandaomen said proudly.
"Idiot, Wuzhishan can even attract them. It can be seen that this mountain is definitely not easy, and the danger is even greater. Without their strength, we should think about how to save our lives after entering the mountain." Others rolled their eyes. road.
Chen Fan was also stunned. He looked at those strong men, and his eyes fell on the six-eared macaque and Gong Jiu. There is no doubt that the six-eared macaque looks exactly the same as Qi Tian, and they both retain their youthful appearance. The strength is terrifying to the extreme.
Gong Jiu looked very young, Chen Fan saw from his face the appearance of the old man Jiu Gong when he was young, this is indeed his master's Supreme Forbidden Clone, and the majestic Jiu Gong Taoist rhyme moved him.
"I didn't expect Master to be so powerful when he was young. Although I have thousands of years of cultivation, if I have thousands of years and I don't encounter good luck, I am afraid it will be difficult to reach this level." Chen Fan thought to himself. .
But now he has realized the fourth sword of Nirvana. Putting aside the fairy scabbard, all his background is enough to fight them. As for the chance of winning, it is only half, either win or lose!
Unless he can find the real cold fire in Wuzhi Mountain and refine and devour it, so as to make Dao Yun get a qualitative leap, can he win with full confidence.
Finally, several strong men landed. They did not come together, but arrived almost at the same time. After landing, they remained silent and looked at Wuzhi Mountain indifferently.
The ten thrones frowned. Even if there were ten of them joining forces, they didn't want to clash with a few strong men at such a time. They came to Wuzhishan to have more important tasks.
"Enter the mountain." Fu Baihou glanced at them coldly, then said to the Tiandaomen, and immediately took the lead to walk towards Wuzhi Mountain.
The rest of the thrones didn't have any objections, and they stepped forward one after another, followed by tens of thousands of monks from the Heavenly Dao Sect.
As for those strong men, they did not enter the mountain in a hurry, they still stood where they were, as if they were observing Wuzhi Mountain, and also seemed to be watching the result of Tiandaomen entering the mountain. Anyway, Chen Fan couldn't figure out their purpose of coming here.
At this time, the first barrier of Wuzhi Mountain was broken, and as the crowd moved forward, passing through the clouds, the true face of Mount Lu was gradually revealed.
There are five peaks in the mountain, and each peak is soaring into the clouds, but the entrance is unexpected, it is a valley with no end, because there is a white cloud at the end, and everyone can clearly feel that the cold wind is getting stronger and stronger. It's getting colder.
Chen Fan blended in with tens of thousands of Taoist disciples, and walked with that monk, while the surrounding monks looked around, looking at everything in the valley, but Fu Baihou and other ten thrones kept moving forward at an even speed, seemingly cautious, but actually I am afraid.
Even they couldn't be sure that they could break into the end of Wuzhi Mountain and get what they wanted, but it was God's will and they had to complete it.
"Fellow Daoist, let's leave when we get here. I saw some familiar friends, and I happened to be with them." At this time, the monk approached Chen Fan and asked in a low voice.
Chen Fan glanced at him indifferently, but sneered in his heart. This person still couldn't help it. Once he left the range that he could suppress and kill, he would definitely expose himself. He, Chen Fan, was not so stupid as to trust such a one person.
"Yes." Chen Fan said lightly, the Taiji diagram in his body had already circulated, and he waited for this moment for a long time.
A majestic cold fire rhyme quietly swept out, blending with the original chill in the valley. The monks around didn't feel anything strange, only felt that the chill suddenly became stronger, making them shiver involuntarily.
No one saw that the chill that overflowed from Chen Fan's body had already penetrated into the monk's body, and quickly invaded his soul.
It's just that before coming in, the cultivator condensed his soul to protect his body, and he also only felt that the chill was getting stronger, and he didn't attack it in time.
Seeing Chen Fan nodding his head in agreement, he couldn't help flashing a hint of secret joy in his eyes, as well as sarcasm, as if mocking Chen Fan's innocence.
He thanked him, and then quickly rushed forward, trying his best to squeeze into the denser crowd, for fear that Chen Fan would repent.
Chen Fan didn't pay any more attention to the dying person. His attention was not only on the valley, but also on the rear. He wanted to know if the six-eared macaque and Gong Jiu had come in.
"Throne..." At this moment, a loud shout came from the crowd in front, which was so abrupt that everyone stopped in their tracks.
There was a sneer on the corner of Chen Fan's mouth. This voice was exactly what the previous cultivator shouted.
(end of this chapter)
