Urban Madness

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Ordinary monks, due to their aptitude, will encounter bottlenecks in their cultivation to the transformation stage, and may not be able to break through a small realm throughout their lives.

Even if it is a talented generation, everything goes smoothly, and it takes nearly a thousand years of hard work to become a true immortal.

However, becoming a true immortal does not mean that everything is going well, but a brand new beginning, and every triumph is a test of life and death.

Many true immortals did not die on the battlefield or in the hands of the enemy, but died under the punishment of heaven and thunder.

Although the population of the ruins is sparse, there are also tens of millions of monks, of which only a few hundred people have become true immortals.

But now, in this Dragon Burial Valley, there are hundreds of true immortals, all the elders of the Nine Ancient Sects.

The high-end combat power of the ancient nine sects was almost deployed here, all gathered here.

Such a luxurious lineup, together, can compete with Daxia Dynasty and Yunhaixianmen.

Now, it was to deal with Ye Fan alone!

The scale of victory completely fell to the side of Gu Jiuzong.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!"

These true immortals, who were summoned, didn't restrain their momentum at all, and burst out like mountain torrents, tsunamis, and avalanches, instantly covering the entire Dragon Burial Valley.

This terrifying aura rolled up an extremely terrifying hurricane, and seemed to be able to set off thousands of mountains.

Every true immortal is different.

Some people are lingering with lightning bolts, every strand of hair is beating with thunder, and fingertips are entwined with dazzling electric light. Obviously, they are strong people who are good at thunder, and they can summon the nine gods of thunder with a move of their mind.

Some people were bathed in the sacred fire, with seven-colored flames ignited in their eyes, and the blazing flames melted the ground under their feet, making people afraid to approach them.

There were more than a dozen flying swords hovering around someone, extremely agile, all of them were heaven-ranked **** soldiers, cold and wicked.

Someone was holding a blood-colored spear, which was covered with mottled blood, and the tip of the spear shone with a cold and sharp light. I don't know how many strong men had been killed, just like the fierce soldiers of the Nine Nether Demon God.

There is an old monk holding a golden light descending the magic pestle, the treasure is dignified, majestic and sacred, just like the undefeated Buddha's King Kong, who wants to clear the world of evil.

There was a woman holding a yaoqin, and the strings were shining with golden light, as if the sound of the piano could alarm Jiuxiao.

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These hundreds of true immortals, pick one out at random, are all reputable characters, and have established a reputation in the ruins.

Many of them have survived several times of Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Punishment. Although they are not as strong as the Sect Master level, they are not too far apart.

For the first time in the past thousand years, the entire ruins has gathered so many powerful people!

Ye Fan can have such "treatment", it is enough to be proud of it.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

For a time, hundreds of eyes in the field converged on Ye Fan's body, where the supreme will of all true immortals gathered.

If I changed to a monk, my legs would have been frightened.

Seeing such a big battle, Han Xiao, who fell on the execution platform, exhausted the last bit of strength and screamed up to the sky: "Ye Fan, run away! Leave me alone... Get out, maybe there is still a chance!! !"

Han Xiao's voice was hoarse and stern, like a cuckoo crying blood, almost shouting at his own soul.

With his pride, he does not want others to rescue himself!

However, when he really saw Ye Fan coming, he was still very moved, and the corners of his eyes were even a little moist.

But he couldn't accept that Ye Fan was dragged on because of himself!

"escape?"

Hearing these words, Lord Boundless Sword sneered: "Hehe...don't struggle fearlessly! Surrounded by so many of us, even True Immortal Qingming is likely to fall! No matter how enchanting this kid, No matter how defying the sky, he is only a cultivator in the transformation stage, and he has not even survived the catastrophe. Even if he has ten lives, he is not enough to die!"

The other sect masters also nodded, looking at Ye Fan's eyes as if they were looking at a corpse.

In their opinion, even though Ye Fan had countless assassins, the mysterious Shimen Fate Soul just sacrificed was even more shocking.

But under the suppression of the number of people, hundreds of true immortals shot at the same time, and various magical spells were like bombs that could drown Ye Fan in an instant.

At this time, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled, looking at the true immortals around him, and slowly said: "For today's battle, you have really planned for a long time, so you value me!"

Speaking of this, Ye Fan paused and straightened his chest abruptly, his eyes sharp as a knife, his aura changed completely.

"boom!"

An aura of looking over the world and arrogant to the crowd, filled with his body as the center of the circle.

The power of just one person, but it is evenly matched with the aura of so many strong people present, and it is not inferior.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to become the supreme king, domineering and dominating the common people.

"Huh...my Ye Fan's life is here, if you have the ability, come and get it!"

"The sky is proof that if I don't die today, I will step down on the gates of Ru and other mountains and exterminate the Taoism of Ru and others!"

"Extremely kill, don't leave one!"