Horror revival: I can see returns

Time flows like water.

Fly away.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

Thunder Wings is very fast.

Like a shooting star across the sky.

this day.

Zhuang Fan finally flew out of the vast forest.

Came to a human city.

Looking up, you can see the big characters engraved on the city gate.

Cangyan City.

Every stroke has a sonorous meaning.

There was a sharp aura.

It seems to be condensed with countless sword qi.

Take a little longer to watch.

The eyes will be stabbed.

Did not stop for long.

Zhuang Fan followed the bustling crowd into Cangyan City.

I found a lively tavern and walked in.

"Guest officer, are you here to eat, or to stay in a hotel?"

At this time.

A shop waiter came over.

Bending slightly, he asked with a smile on his face.

"I'm here to eat, and I'll bring you all the signature dishes here."

Find an empty seat and sit down.

Zhuang Fan said with a smile.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll let the kitchen prepare the dishes for you."

After the waiter finished speaking, he turned and left.

It didn't take long.

Then three or five fragrant and very tempting delicacies were brought up.

"Guest officer, the spicy dragon tendon and the braised scorpion meat are all special dishes in our restaurant. In addition, there are many century-old wines in the store. Would you like to try a pot?"

The shop clerk recommended with a smile.

"I'm a minor and I don't drink alcohol. You can go to work first. You don't have to wait here anymore. I'll call you if I need anything."

Zhuang Fan refused.

"Okay, take your time."

Done.

The waiter went to greet other customers.

Zhuang Fan immediately picked up the bamboo chopsticks and started fighting against the delicacies on the table.

That insane rate of eating.

Like gluttony.

Wind remnants of clouds.

wolf.

It was as if no food had been eaten in 800 years.

"Young man, you have a good appetite. How do you think the food here tastes like?"

Suddenly.

A playful voice sounded.

A middle-aged man with silver hair and a purple robe walked over.

He unceremoniously sat on the seat opposite Lin Fan.

"The taste is not bad, especially the ingredients used for cooking are all genuine good things. Not only are they delicious, but they can also enhance the spiritual power in the body."

He raised his head and glanced at the purple-robed man.

Zhuang Fan put down the bamboo chopsticks, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and said slowly.

"That's good. After all, it's the last meal in your life. Now that you've eaten it, get ready to go."

The voice of the purple-robed man calmed down.

A chilling killing intent emanated from it.

"Ding!"

"The lord of Xuanwu, Xuan Ting and Meng Changkong. This is a strong man from the fifth heaven of the Sub-Holy Realm, who came here to avenge his war beast."

"Kill him, you can get a random reward."

"Run away immediately, you can get the mountain whip."

A system prompt suddenly sounded in my ears.

Zhuang Fan was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, two murderous intents flashed deep in his eyes.

No wonder you speak so aggressively.

I just want to send him on the road.

It turned out to be the owner of the bastard in Fusheng Mountain.

It seems to be the great elder of that shitty Xuanting tribe.

"Dog, you want to kill me based on your strength at the fifth level of the Sub-Holy Realm? You take yourself too seriously."

"For a piece of rubbish like you, labor and capital can hack you to death with just one sword!"

Zhuang Fan raised his chin slightly, squinted at the man in purple robe, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Hehehe, young man, I have to say that you are very courageous."

"Not only did you kill the war beasts of this seat, but now you dare to offend this seat's majesty. Even if the true immortal comes today, you will not be able to keep you."

The purple-robed man chuckled.

But there was no smile in the pair of purple eyes, full of indifference.

A majestic aura as majestic as a mountain and terrifying as a sea emanated from his body.

Crack down on Zhuang Fan.

"The Immortal King is coming to the Nine Heavens!"

I noticed the aura emanating from the purple-robed man.

Immediately, Zhuang Fan condensed out the Immortal King Lin Jiutian to fight.

The figure sitting cross-legged above the blue sky suddenly opened his eyes.

Two cold electricity, one black and one white, shot out from the eyes.

Intertwined into a yin and yang sword.

Instantly cut off the aura of the purple-robed man.

Simultaneously.

Zhuang Fan's right hand pointed like a sword.

The index finger and middle finger are surrounded by the real fire of the sun.

It exploded faster than lightning.

Stabbed between the eyebrows of the purple-robed man.

"what?"

"how can that be?"

"You are only at the third level of the Golden Body Realm, how can you break the coercion of this seat?"

"Besides, why can you manipulate the real fire of the sun? Are you from the Suiren tribe?"

Seeing that Zhuang Fan easily broke through the coercion.

It also urged the sun to fight back.

The purple-robed man's handsome face was full of shock.

Hastily waved his sleeves.

A body-protecting divine light condensed in front of him.

At the same time, the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Appeared behind Zhuang Fan.

Raise the palm wrapped in rich purple air.

Pat to Zhuang Fan's back.

"Cut Heaven!"

A tyrannical aura erupted from Zhuang Fan immediately.

The attributes of the whole body doubled ten times in an instant.

A force not weaker than that of the Sub-Saint Realm poured into his body.

Without looking back, he slapped behind him.

It collided with the striking palm of the man in purple robe.

"boom!"

The huge bang was deafening, like thunder.

A ripple of energy visible to the naked eye swept across all directions.

All the diners were thrown out in an instant.

He fell hard to the ground.

Spit blood.

Broken bones.

Some diners who were relatively close died on the spot.

The body was torn apart by the aftermath of the battle.

"boom!"

at the same time.

The tavern collapsed.

He couldn't bear the power that Zhuang Fan and the purple-robed man erupted any longer.

It was completely turned into ruins.

"Ah! My tavern, my family business, you two have killed thousands of dollars, and my mother is fighting with you."

A woman with disheveled hair, blood all over her face, and a round waist began to howl.

Then he picked up two kitchen knives.

He rushed towards Zhuang Fan and the purple-robed man.

"Miss Boss, please be more sober, those two guest officials are both Shangxians with great supernatural powers, and they are not something we mere mortals can offend."

"Sun Erniang, the tavern can be reopened if it is gone, but if Xiao Ming is gone, there will be nothing left."

"You'd better stay away. These two just smashed your tavern with each other just now. If there is a fight later, maybe it will be so cruel."

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The passers-by watching the excitement hurriedly persuaded him.

Obviously they all know this pungent tavern proprietress.

"Hey, my old lady is really miserable. I died in the early years, and finally opened a small tavern. Now it is still in ruins. How will I live in the future."

Hear everyone's persuasion.

The proprietress also gradually calmed down.

Holding two kitchen knives, weeping loudly, tears pouring down like rain.

With the support of Xiaoer Dian, he left the battle center.