Chapter 777 My life, I will change it

  On the cloud sky, the thick darkness seemed to be pushed away by someone's own hands, and bright white lights shone down, accompanied by an extremely powerful coercion, everyone felt a chill down their spines.

   Soon, the darkness completely disappeared, and the dense white lights couldn't be counted, directly canceling the original blue cloud sky and turning it into a white awn.

  The strong men who were running out looked up one after another, but they were so stimulated by the white light that it was difficult to open their eyes. It was not easy to adapt to the strong light, and everyone's complexion changed.

  The throne who saw the change in the sky first rushed out frantically, trying to escape.

He was the only one who saw it. What came out of the darkness was not white light at all, but cold sharp swords. The strong light, every sharp sword made his heart almost stop beating, just one of the swords was enough to make him terrified, always felt that if he shook it hard, it would be himself who would die instantly.

And let him collapse like this, fleeing desperately, because there is only one, the dense white light all over the sky is full of sharp swords, one sword is enough to kill him, if so many swords fall down at this moment, he Even if you have a hundred or a thousand lives, I'm afraid it's not enough to die.

  Run, run crazy!

   This was the last thought in the throne's mind.

However, those sharp swords on the sky obviously did not give him this opportunity, nor would they give this opportunity to other people present. There was a sound of "hissing", and all the swords were fired, and all the white lights fell like shooting stars. In an instant, there was a rain of swords on Wuzhi Mountain. !

  Chen Fan's real body manifested on the clouds, his appearance was extremely old, and the immortal energy in his body was directly used up, but only for a moment, he was irrigated by the immortal energy from Wuzhi Mountain.

   But he could no longer resist, the violent immortal energy tore through the meridians in his body, and a severe pain filled his whole body.

But he still stood straight, looking down, countless sharp swords pierced through the bodies of several thrones, some people used all means to protect themselves, but after only holding a few swords, they couldn't do anything, just watched the white light Cut yourself in half.

Gong Jiu stepped on the Jiugong step, quickly dodging back and forth in the white light, he stopped the wound after the severed right arm, used the sword with his left hand, and used the Jiugong sword formula to continuously shake the falling sword, but every time he cut off a handle Sword, his face became even paler.

   Until the end, two white lights fell directly on his feet, and the whole person lost his balance instantly. He suddenly fell from mid-air and hit the ground hard. Then several sharp swords fell, piercing his body and nailing him to the ground.

  Until he lost, he still opened his eyes wide, looking straight at Chen Fan in the sky, full of disbelief.

   On the other side, more than half of the throne beside Fu Baihou was killed or injured, but after a few breaths, they all died in battle, and he was the only one left running for his life.

   What I have to say is that Fu Baihou's methods are really endless, and at the last moment he finally sacrificed a jet-black treasure armor, engraved with ancient runes on it, exuding a charm.

  Chen Fan opened his eyes immediately. He was very familiar with this treasure armor. He had seen it on the murals of immortals and demons. It was worn by a demon king. It could resist the attack of immortal soldiers. It was definitely a perfect magic weapon.

  After the black treasure armor was sacrificed, it was put on Fu Baihou's body directly, and a circle of black mist gushed out, covering his whole body. The sharp sword that fell from the sky fell down and shattered into pieces directly in front of the black mist.

  Chen Fan's heart shuddered. He used all his strength to cast these sharp swords. Their power was second only to swords, but they were so fragile in front of the black armor.

Fu Baihou was still galloping at such a fast speed that Chen Fan couldn't help feeling a little anxious, but his current physical condition had already collapsed, and it was impossible to chase after him. Seeing that Fu Baihou was about to rush to the area covered by the sharp sword, his speed suddenly slowed down.

  Chen Fan suddenly remembered, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  That's right, this is a magic weapon, it exists at the same level as the Immortal Armament, how could Fu Baihou use this treasure for a long time in the mid-stage of Discrimination.

   Soon, the black mist on Fu Baihou's body gradually dissipated, his true energy was exhausted, and he was no longer able to control this black armor.

   "No...I, how could I die here..."

  He raised his head and screamed, his face was ferocious, and he was very unwilling.

  He saw the old Chen Fan in the sky, and roared loudly: "The sect master has recognized you, you can't survive, and neither can the people in your world."

"Then let him come here in person." Chen Fan replied coldly. He was sure that the master of Tiandaomen was not from this realm at all. That sect master doesn't belong to this world at all, it's just a kind of cover-up method used by the Heavenly Emperor to deceive people like Fu Baihou to take refuge.

Wuzhi Mountain is the key to suppressing this world. Those puppets summoned by the Heavenly Emperor not only cannot stay in this world for a long time, but they are even less likely to get close to Wuzhi Mountain. Otherwise, they can break the seal with just a few combined realms. Why bother to spend so much money? It took a lot of time to create Tiandaomen, and it took such a big circle to come to Wuzhishan to break the seal.

  Finally, Fu Baihou also died, the black treasure armor on his body fell out, his whole body was pierced by a sharp sword, and he was also nailed to the ground, his mind and soul all extinguished.

  Chen Fan watched this scene calmly, took a deep breath, and the surroundings gradually returned to calm.

He did it after all. The only pity was that the six-eared macaque ran away. At the last moment when he used this sword style, he accidentally let his momentum overflow, and was instantly seen by the monkey's golden eyes. After that, he ran away without hesitation, lost traced.

  Chen Fan shook his head, stepped down to the ground, picked up the black armor next to Fu Baihou, threw it directly into his storage ring, and immediately sat down on a big rock beside him.

  His face is too old, his white hair and long beard look very dull, and his breath is also very weak.

  He knows that his life span is only today, and it is difficult to see the sun of tomorrow.

  After a big battle, the nearby mountains and forests have already been reduced to ruins. Only the gap on the side is still exuding immortal energy. Chen Fan turned his head and looked at it, but there was nothing he could do.

   At this speed, it may only take a hundred years to dissipate the immortal energy, and the mountain will be broken without attacking.

  Hundred years? Is it enough for him to grow to the point where he can fight against the Emperor of Heaven? In a hundred years, only ten years have been spent in the world of cultivating immortals.

  Chen Fan shook his head and sighed, he couldn't even survive today, how could he talk about a hundred years, even if he could be reborn with the Fen Tian Jue, but he couldn't be sure how long the outside world had passed since the rebirth woke up.

  Perhaps at that time, the Heavenly Emperor had already descended and ruled the world, Qin Xian'er and others had long since fallen, and he became a world without a reason again. He didn't want to see that kind of change in the future, so he might as well die and not wake up again.

  At this moment, Chen Fan suddenly understood what the fat Taoist priest said back then. Burning Heaven is a road of no return. Once you walk on it, you can’t turn back. This is a kind of fate, an unchangeable fate.

  …

"My life, I'll change it." A moment later, the aged Chen Fan suddenly stood up from the stone, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, an aura that didn't match his age surged out, and the wrinkles on his face followed. As he spoke, he trembled slightly.

  He turned the storage ring, took out the palm-sized chaotic green lotus, and put it in his mouth without hesitation!

  (end of this chapter)