Chapter 8 Return to the sky and the earth, break the power and break the void!

"Where is the broken sky?"

When Lin Fan, who regained consciousness, saw a small coma, Lin Wuqing fell into a state of serious injury. The gray eyes suddenly flashed murderous and called out the broken sky.

Countless faces and black smoke permeated the air, and the strange and tragic breath kept spreading. It presents the scene of tens of thousands of ghosts raging and covering the sky.

The body wrapped in a black robe appeared in the middle of the black smoke. The wide robe swayed with the wind, and the thick fog on his face seemed to be much lighter, but he still couldn't see what was below.

"The sky is here!"

The sound of the broken sky wrapped in a black robe was dull, but with Lin Fan's anger, there was a little more murderous intention.

Duantian is the divine palace of the Tianjian family. The palace spirit is extremely loyal, and is even willing to sacrifice himself for the master, and is ready to blow up the enemy at any time. This kind of awareness is not what other palace spirits can have. Therefore, at this time, Duan Tian felt an indescribable anger in Lin Fan's heart. He also slowly had a murderous intention. A face that could not see clearly turned to the area where the sword light flashed and the space collapsed.

"The sword of the seven gods turned out to be a nameless person."

Feeling the two forces in the sword light, Duan Tian nodded slightly and instantly knew who his opponent was. However, he did not act rashly, but manipulated thousands of people's faces and black smoke to float around Lin Fan and said respectfully, "Please tell me."

When Lin Fan heard the words, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he quickly suppressed it and said coldly, "Just fight back. There is no need to fall in love."

"By the way--"

At this point, Lin Fan's eyes turned to the direction of Chu Tianjun.

"Kill that woman!"

As his words fell to the ground, the figure of the broken sky suddenly became illusory and flew with thousands of black smoke. He fiercely rolled up Chu Tianjun, who was fighting with the fox, and suffered the suffering of ten thousand ghosts.

Only countless faces flocked to him, which was more ferocious and bloody than Lin Fan in the field world at the beginning. And at that time, there was a crackdown, and these people didn't dare to make more faces. But now they have completely returned to their freedom, and the accumulated resentment of thousands of years has burst out. It was simply a god of killing, which instantly made Chu Tianjun scream in embarrassment.

How is that possible! What is this? The devil is a foreigner, why don't you let me go!"

Chu Tianjun moved left and right in the encirclement of black smoke and human faces. He wanted to break through but there was nothing he could do. Even the woman in blue on the cloud god ice beads showed a great expression of pain. The power of burning soul ice and fire had not yet dissipated. At this time, she was attacked by the crazy sky, which was simply unspeakable.

However, when he saw the power of the broken sky, the extremely tired fox suddenly shouted, "This is my prey. Do you still want to take food?"

"Fox, come back."

Lin Fan in the distance didn't even have time to observe the changes in his body when he heard the words. Then he called Hu Yaoyao, let him give up, turned into a blue light and returned to Lin Fan's body.

"Tianfeng, look at that teenager, he seems to be the grandson of the king of medicine? That man's son."

One of the two giant elders watching the battle in the distance, a handsome man with white hair and shining wisdom in his eyes, said, and also expressed the doubts in the heart of the elder Tianfeng.

Elder Tianfeng nodded slightly, silently looked at what happened in the distance, and said, "It is indeed the son of that man. That sword is also a 'sword' that shocked the world in those years. It seems that he passed the sword to his son and let him inherit everything."

"Well, that man had a lot of kindness to us at the beginning, but we haven't been able to take care of his son over the years, which is also very dereliction of duty."

His face was full of wisdom, and the holy elder sighed and looked at Lin Fan's eyes with a little more guilt.

Presumably the two of them were old friends of Lin Fan's father Lin Ruoyu, who had been taken care of by him many years ago. And now they see Lin Fan's identity, and even feel his cultivation strength. They can't help but be secretly surprised and a little gratified.

Boom Boom Boom--!

Just when Chu Tianjun was completely suppressed, the destructive sword light generated by the collision between Lin Wuqing and Nameless Tianjun suddenly exploded, blowing into countless vitality, dispersing in all corners of the space, and at the same time, the shape of the nameless Tianjun appeared.

At this time, the nameless Tianjun's robes were all broken into pieces, and hanging on his body could only cover his body. Originally, the extremely long hair also showed a burnt color, which was messy on the shoulders and looked embarrassed. The most important thing is that his whole body is stained with blood, and his right hand holding the sword is also blue and purple. The blood is cooing out like an injection, soaked in the white jade sword. The injury is terrible. As long as Lin Wuqing can hold on for a moment, he can completely fall here.

What can the master of the nine palaces do? Even the seven gods created the sword at the bottom of the box of the nameless emperor, and Lin Wuqing lost both sides in the end. Moreover, Lin Wuqing's sword is not perfect at all, but it can seriously injure him with one move, and the two of them can see each other.

However, after all, Lin Wuqing used to be the realm of supreme return to one. Compared with the master of the nine palaces, it is simply the difference between adults and infants. Even if Lin Wuqing's cultivation is lost, his understanding of the mystery of return is still there, and he was a little higher than the nameless emperor.

After the nameless Tianjun, who was seriously injured, appeared in shape, he stared at Lin Fan coldly, stared at the three feet of Qiushui in his hand, and said, "Lin Wuqing finally fell asleep? No matter how rampant it is, it is just a soul body. No matter how strong the strength is, there is no entity. How can it compare with me? After saying that, he looked at Duan Tian and said with a ferocious smile, "Is he your last card? It's really strong, but it doesn't help. Young man, with your cultivation, it is impossible to stop my strength by one thousandth, and the cards you rely on can't help you at all.

But before he finished speaking, Lin Fan cut out a slap in the air. A seemingly understated palm implies the shocking ferocity of the dragon. The vast gray air penetrates the space, and there is a special effect of corroding people's hearts, just like the poison of directing the soul, which can't be prevented at all.

This change made the nameless Tianjun's face change, and he quickly waved his sword to cut the surrounding space to isolate the ash attack. And the damaged Tianjing was also wrapped up to protect his body and prevent the gray from getting close.

A shocking palm consumed 50% of the gray gas that Lin Fan had just accumulated in his body. The body, which originally exuded a faint luster, immediately showed a gray color, which was enough to see the power and consumption of this palm.

The gray gas is entangled in the sky and greedily devours the space. Even if the unknown emperor desperately cuts the space to prevent it from moving forward, it will be useless.

In an in a moment, the gray gas broke through around the Tianjing barrier and began to bite the bright and transparent Tianjing like crazy.

"My Tianjing!"

When the nameless Tianjun saw that Tianjing was bitten by the ashes and slowly ulcerated into a pile of garbage polluted by the ashes, his heart suddenly twitched and roared angrily.

After experiencing the transformation of dragons, the sudden perception made Lin Fan mysterious, and his whole body was stained with inexplicable ferocity. The whole person's body seems to have become the peerless dragon thousands of years ago, extremely fierce. A palm full of dragon spirit is also very domineering. In an instant, Tianjing turned into a pile of stench materials, which can no longer be repaired.

However, while Tianjing was damaged, Lin Fan's wasted 50% of the gray slap and his spare strength was extinguished, and he could no longer hurt the body of the nameless Tianjun.

The nameless emperor was extremely angry. He waved his sword to cut off the remnants of Tianjing sticking to his body. The powerful power of the nine palaces came out of his body and directly hit Lin Fan away, and silk cracks appeared in his dull body.

"Little generation, you are really looking for death. You actually damaged the Tianjing that has been refined by my nameless family for thousands of years. I want to smash ten thousand pieces of your body and break your soul into Tianjing, so that you can bear the pain of soul burning forever and ever!"

After saying that, the nameless Tianjun punched out and bombarded countless spaces. Lin Fan frowned and called back the broken sky as soon as his mind moved. The body of the broken sky was erratic, driving the black smoke, rolling in like a tide, blocking this attack for Lin Fan.

However, the nameless Tianjun obviously did not want to give up, and when he saw that Chu Tianjun was suppressed by the broken sky in a piece of black smoke, he was suddenly furious. The attack of the jade sword in his hand became more and more fierce, and there were traces of broken visible to the naked eye in the surrounding space.

In those fractured places, it seems to be involved in distant positions. Even Lin Fan felt a sudden violent tremor on the demon sky wall in his body, which was stronger than when he was born to destroy the sword.

This is the power of the nine palaces, tearing the space at will, shrinking the ground into an inch, thousands of miles in an instant. The battle is simply a collapse of the earth, and there are traces of collapse everywhere.

The space tear caused by the birth and death of the sword made the demon sky wall ready to move. There seemed to be some powerful existence in it that wanted to break the seal. However, the space tear caused by the nameless emperor this time is more terrible than the immature trick of life and death.

Boom!

The demon Tianbi broke out and directly in front of Duan Tian and the nameless Heavenly King.

The huge body is as towering as a mountain, and there is a growing trend. A few words on the wall of Zhenyao Tianbi suddenly flashed with supreme golden light. After the nameless Tianjun saw it, there was a trace of trance in his eyes, as if he was bened by a god. He was shot out by Duan Tian, but then Duan Tian was also forced back into a sword by the golden light of Zhenyao Tianbi.

"Nine palaces and gods are hopeless! The nine palaces are desolate, and there is no hope!"

The nameless Tianjun sprayed blood and looked at the eight big words on the wall of Zhenyao Tian, with a big fear in his expression.

And while he roared like this, two lines of golden handwriting appeared again on the wall of Zhenyao Tian, showing the eternal and inviolable majesty and truth.

Lin Fan hugged Xiaoxiao tightly, looked at the two lines of handwriting without blinking, and frowned and read it out.

"Return to the world and break the void!"