My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity

laugh--!

The blood mist that filled the sky was blown into the distance by the strong wind.

There was a sudden silence outside the entire Shanmen Square.

Whether it was the monks of the Meng family, the disciples of Tianlan, or even the countless casual cultivators watching the battle further away, they all looked at Chen Zhixing with stiff and dull expressions, as if they had been struck by lightning.

One breath.

Three breaths.

Five breaths.

Until a full ten breaths have passed.

"A veteran and strong man at the seventh level of the True My Realm was killed instantly with just one punch?"

Accompanied by a trembling, disbelieving voice.

boom--! ! !

The entire Tianlan Holy Land outside the mountain gate was boiling instantly!

"Oh my god! Destroy a hundred warships with one punch, and kill the seventh level strong man with one punch!!"

"What kind of strength does this Tianlan Son of God have?!"

"Hiss—! That's terrible!"

"This Son of God Tianlan is only in his early twenties in terms of age, right? How can he be so powerful?!"

"What kind of magical power is absolute gravity? It can suppress the entire Meng family's children in an instant?"

"Inconceivable! Incomprehensible!!"

A series of screams sounded out.

Countless casual cultivators watching the battle from a distance looked at Chen Zhixing with shock on their faces.

On the side of Tianlan Holy Land.

Countless Tianlan disciples, after a brief moment of confusion, suddenly burst into cheers like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

"Lord Son of God!"

At this moment, countless Tianlan disciples looked at Chen Zhixing with extremely fanatical eyes.

"This guy has become stronger again."

Gai Rong and others looked at Chen Zhixing in the distance and couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

How many months has it been since the competition between the two peaks ended?

This Xiao Ping's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes!

Compared to the enthusiastic cheers of Tianlan disciples.

The many great monks of the Meng family who were originally attacking Chen Zhixing suddenly stopped their momentum and looked at Chen Zhixing with extremely frightened expressions.

Meng Xuanting, the third elder of the Meng family, has reached the seventh level of true existence!

Looking at the entire Meng family, there are only a handful of people who can surpass Meng Xuanting among the real ones!

not to mention.

Beating Meng Xuanting, and beating Meng Xuanting to death physically and mentally with one punch are two completely different concepts!

Kill instantly with one punch!

How terrifying is this?

Even if Shingo's ninth level comes back, he can't be so relaxed and content, can he?

Just when the Meng family’s Zhenwu monks were indecisive.

puff! !

A pale figure came quickly from a distance, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and instantly rushed into the Meng family's coalition troops who were falling to the ground.

"What the hell is this?!"

"ah!!"

"Quick! Run!!"

"Damn it! What kind of monster is this kid?!"

A series of screams sounded instantly.

Immediately, he saw countless blood rushing to the sky, and broken limbs flying everywhere.

"Um?!"

Before the Meng family's great monks in the Zhenwu Realm could react.

boom--! ! !

A black sword light like a galactic sword, carrying a billowing demonic energy, suddenly struck vertically from a very far distance!

The unknown light of the sword, and the terrifying pressure of the sword, had already made the skin and flesh of a group of Meng Family Zhenwu great monks ache. Their expressions changed greatly and they evaded to both sides.

An elder of the Meng family who was at the fifth level of the True Self Realm, just moved a little slower, and half of his body was cut off by the black sword light in an instant!

"this?!"

All the great monks of the Meng family were suddenly shocked and looked back.

All I saw was a void.

An old man wearing linen clothes, with disheveled white hair, and carrying a sword coffin on his back, walked over step by step with an expressionless face.

In his hand, there was a scarlet demon sword with a closed eyeball on the hilt, which suddenly opened.

Every time the old man took a step, a terrifying sword energy spread out.

And when he stood next to Chen Zhixing, that terrifying sword energy had already formed a towering sword pressure that swept across the world!

"Young Master, Marquis Hua Ling is here!"

Another long laugh sounded.

A stream of light passed through the group of Meng family monks.

Immediately afterwards.

This stream of light fell next to Chen Zhixing and transformed into a short man covered in black robes.

This short man had a proud face, and in his hands, he held several magic weapons belonging to the great monks of the Meng family.

"Um?!"

"Where is my magic weapon?!"

"When was it taken away?!"

"Damn it! I can't sense my magic weapon anymore! What method is this?"

The group of Zhenwu Realm monks from the Meng family alliance were startled at first, and then their expressions turned extremely ugly.

Not only was their magic weapon taken away instantly, but the connection between them and the magic weapon seemed to be cut off. All instructions to the magic weapon were like a stone cow entering the sea, unable to move at all.

"Young Master, you're late."

The three figures who came in succession looked at Chen Zhixing at the same time and spoke respectfully.

Chen Zhixing looked at the three of them and smiled slightly.

These three people are clearly the only three members of Chen Zhixing's ANBU!

The sword demon Dugu Ni!

Thief Saint Flower Linghou!

And the cursed boy Chen Buqi.

Puff puff!

Chen Buqi's killing continued, like a sickle in the dark night, quickly taking away the lives of the Meng family monks.

Chen Zhixing seemed to feel something. He couldn't help but look at Dugu Ni, raised his brows, and said with some surprise:

"Have all your cultivation levels recovered?"

Dugu Ni nodded and said with a smile: "Well, once the body gets out of the cage, the state of mind will also get out, and the cultivation level will naturally recover."

"good."

Chen Zhixing nodded with a smile.

The sword demon Dugu Ni reached the eighth level of his true self as early as eighty years ago!

He even killed nine great elders of the Zhenwu Realm of the Sikong family with one against nine! !

Now that Dugu Ni has fully recovered, he will become the strongest trump card in his hand!

"Young Master, Master, they encountered a little trouble on the road."

Dugu smiled and said:

"But it doesn't matter. That little trouble can't stop the family master and the others. It will come soon."

"Yeah." Chen Zhixing nodded.

A conversation between several people.

"Junior Brother Xiao, is this...?"

Li Ran asked in a low voice, somewhat frightened.

The auras of these people who suddenly appeared were extremely terrifying.

Except for the pale young man, the other two people have been immersed in Zhenwu Realm for a long time!

Especially the old man who was carrying a coffin and holding a sword, just by emitting the pressure of the sword, it gave her a feeling like a light on her back!

"Senior Sister Li, let us all from Tianlan Holy Land retreat."

Chen Zhixing smiled slightly at Li Ran, and then looked at the Meng family monks.

"I will take over the next battle."

Take a deep breath.

"Dugu Ni, Hua Linghou, they are left to you." Chen Zhixing said.

"What I wish for!"

Dugu Ni laughed loudly and looked at the dozen or so Zhenwu Realm monks from the Meng family. Demonic fire began to boil in his eyes!

"It's been a long time. A long time."

"I have never tried my best!!!"

Bang——!

The moment the words fell.

Countless vein-like lines instantly spread from the vertical eye position of the magic sword to Dugu Ni's hand holding the sword, covering half of his body in an instant!

Tsk tsk tsk!

Dugu Ni's aura began to increase crazily at this moment!

A trace of red magic smoke drifted out from his eyes.

next moment.

He stepped forward and bent down, forming a forward lunge.

The five fingers of his right hand slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.

"The True Meaning of Drawing the Sword Technique·Zhan Tian Chong!!!"

boom!

In an instant, Dugu Ni turned into a red line between heaven and earth, heading towards the Meng family's Zhenwu Realm monks to kill them.

The vast sky was split in half in an instant!

"Dugu Ni, wait for me!"

When Hua Linghou saw this, he let out a long laugh and turned into a ray of light, rushing towards the group of Meng family's Zhenwu realm monks!

"Damn it!"

The expressions of the Meng family's Zhenwu Realm elders suddenly changed, and they all took action to defend against the two of them.

In an instant, a war broke out!

Chen Zhixing, on the other hand, withdrew his gaze and looked at the moving black palace in the sky.

He can feel it.

Ever since he showed up.

In that black palace, there was always a gaze locked on him.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

"I never expected that the third son of the Third Peak of the Ziwei Chen family would stoop to the Tianlan Holy Land and pretend to be the son of Tianlan God."

A chuckle suddenly sounded in the moving black palace.

Immediately afterwards.

I saw a middle-aged man with a white face and no beard walking out of the black palace step by step.

This middle-aged man looked to be in his thirties, but he had a full head of gray hair, and when his eyes opened and closed, there was a terrifying vision of the sun rising and the moon setting!

On the surface of his body, there is even more light of flying immortals, making the whole person look like an immortal in the sky!

"The ninth son of the Meng family, Meng Changyuan!"

In the distance, some monks onlookers shouted out this person's name in shock.

The nine sons of the Meng family are like dragons!

Meng Changyuan is the ninth and last dragon!

This man was born fifty years ago, and hundreds of years have passed since his cultivation years with the other eight sons of the Meng family.

Therefore, this person is also the lowest among the nine men of the Meng family.

but!

Meng Changyuan is also the strongest person at the same time among the nine sons!

After only fifty years of practice, his cultivation reached the peak of the ninth level of true self!

In the previous Dongxuan Territory Competition, he defeated all the heroes and won the first place in the Dongxuan Territory!

You can say that.

In the eyes of everyone, Meng Changyuan is the most powerful dragon of the Meng family's Nine Dragons!

As long as he is given time, it is a certainty that he will surpass the meng family dragons in front of him in the future!

High in the sky.

Meng Changyuan became disillusioned step by step, and walked out of the black palace with ripples of the avenue under his feet.

"I never thought that Chen Tianliang, that useless person, could give birth to such a unicorn child."

"I have to say, you are better than your father back then."

Meng Changyuan lowered his head and looked at Chen Zhixing with a hint of interest in his eyes.

just now.

A man in black suddenly came through the void and told him that Xiao Ping, the so-called son of Tianlan God, was actually Chen Zhixing, the son of the third peak of the Ziwei Chen family!

After the man said briefly, he quickly left the place.

And this also made Meng Changyuan, who had been waiting for the opportunity to act, and was ready to kill him with one strike if he didn't prepare, could no longer hold back and walked out of the palace.

And as Meng Changyuan's words fell.

There was another commotion among the crowd.

"What?! Divine Son Tianlan is the third son of the Ziwei Chen family?"

There was an uproar.

"Do you know my father?" Seeing that his identity was exposed, Chen Zhixing simply didn't bother to pretend anymore and asked with a frown.

"Of course I do."

Meng Changyuan said with a smile but not a smile:

"Do you know where your father's illness comes from?"

When Chen Zhixing heard the words, his eyes gradually narrowed.

Meng Changyuan didn't wait for Chen Zhixing's answer and said with a smile:

"Back then, in the Dongxuan Territory Competition, your father was no match for me, but he still had to show off his strength and did not hesitate to force a breakthrough to fight me in order to gain resources for the Chen family."

"Tell me, is your father stupid?"

"In the end, not only did he fail to defeat me, but he also suffered from the negative consequences of the foundation of his great path."

As he said that, Meng Changyuan showed a look of regret on his face.

"It's a pity. I should have ignored the rules and killed your father in the ring."

"In this case, you, a little bastard, will not be where you are today."

"Really?" Chen Zhixing's narrow eyes gradually narrowed, and cold murderous intent gradually emerged in his eyes.

He hadn't thought of that.

The foundation of Chen Tianliang's Dao was damaged, and the reason why he could no longer make any progress in his practice came from this place.

"Oh? How can you still keep calm?"

Meng Changyuan laughed and said:

"Let's do this. Just like your father, you destroy the foundation of the great road, then kneel down in front of Dong'er to atone for your sins. You will be Dong'er's slave for a hundred years. Today's battle will be over."

"how?"

"Kneel down and atone for your sins?" Chen Zhixing twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"Even if I want to, I'm afraid Meng Hedong won't have a chance."

Bang!

A white-haired figure covered in bandages walked out of the void behind Chen Zhixing.

"Um?"

Meng Changyuan looked at this figure, his face suddenly changed slightly, and there was an unknown color in his heart.

This person.

He has seen it!

Meng Hedong once brought this man back to his family, claiming that this man was his best brother!

And now this person appears here, standing with that little bastard from the Chen family.

laugh!

I saw the white-haired figure taking off the bag from his waist and throwing it to the ground expressionlessly.

A gray head with wide eyes suddenly rolled out of the bag and fell to the ground.

Countless monks watching the battle in the distance suddenly had a look of horror on their faces.

"Meng Meng Hedong?! Meng Hedong is dead?!"

The elders of the Meng family who had been madly suppressed by Dugu Ni were even more jealous when they saw this scene.

"Dong'er?!!!"

In an instant, Meng Changyuan's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Chen Zhixing and Chen Chou'er.

In just an instant, he figured everything out.

"You are seeking death!!!"

Meng Changyuan was completely furious, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

If Meng Hedong is just deposed, then there is still a chance!

But Meng Hedong is dead, which means that the Meng family has completely lost the opportunity to regain enlightenment and immortality! !

next moment.

boom--! ! !

A coercion from the ninth level of the True Self, even faintly carrying the aura of Nirvana, suddenly rose from Meng Changyuan's body.

"Half-step to Nirvana?" Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed.

puff.

He pushed his hand violently, pushing Chen Chou'er next to him away.

Meng Changyuan, who was still there just now, appeared in front of the two of them, stretching out his big hand to grab Chen Chou'er!

After grabbing the air with one claw, Meng Changyuan's expression did not change, he continued to change his grasp to push horizontally, and slapped Chen Zhixing with his palm.

Between his five fingers, countless bright fairy lights gathered, forming a storm in his palm!

"bring it on!!"

Chen Zhixing let out a long roar, pulled his right arm back, and punched down.

A terrifying force that overwhelms the mountains and grasps hundreds of peaks suddenly surges up.

boom--! ! !

I saw the fists and palms colliding, making a deafening explosion!

The earth shook wildly, and the sect-protecting formation of Tianlan Holy Land was instantly activated, flashing several ripples.

Countless monks covered their ears and squatted down with painful expressions.

Chen Zhixing, on the other hand, had already changed his moves instantly, throwing hundreds of punches in one thousandth of a breath! !

Two chapters in one, and there will be a big chapter in the middle of the night.