Chapter 3536

Wang Fan looked at the disciple of taishenzong standing in front of him. With a warm smile on his face, he took a token from the space ring and handed it to him, saying:

"I'm wang fan, a disciple of Wangyun palace. I'm here to watch the ceremony."

The taishenzong disciple heard Wang Fan's words, and his heart could not help but be surprised, "you, are you wang fan?"

In his heart, it can be said that there was a storm. Even his voice was a little excited and urgent.

Wang Fan's name has long been famous all over the world.

First, it was about the son of the Dark Alliance, and then it was Wang Fan who followed yanlao to kill the prince's house.

It can be said that in the younger generation, Wang Fan's reputation is at its best.

Let alone the younger generation, even the older generation, few people have never heard of it.

However, the taishenzong disciple's determination was quite good. He soon returned to God. He just glanced at Wang Fan's token and then withdrew his sight.

Then he made a please sign, "please."

Wang Fan nodded with a smile, and then stepped on the steps to mount taishenshan.

After hearing Wang Fan's name, Tianjiao, who hasn't had time to climb taishenshan, also has a look of shock in his eyes.

A lot of young people's arrogance, are showing the expression of worship, but there are also some, eyes are emerging out of the war.

As for those young women, they have beautiful eyes, which are shining with brilliant colors.

They stare at Wang Fan's back, their eyes blink and blink, and they don't know what they are thinking.

Of course, Wang Fan didn't know what those young people were thinking. His attention had been completely focused on the mountain in front of him.

Taishenshan, gives him a very lofty feeling.

Walking on the rugged path, he even felt his own insignificance.

You know, this kind of feeling, only in ordinary people, or in the face of cultivation than their own countless times the strong body, will have.

And Wang Fan's cultivation has reached the peak of the Immortal King. Under normal circumstances, there is no such feeling at all.

But now, just a mountain gives him this feeling. It can be seen that this is not a simple mountain.

Wang Fan seems to have some understanding, empty heart, continue to climb.

At this moment, his mood seemed to have a kind of sublimation, and his cultivation began to loosen again.

Unknowingly, Wang Fan has come to a mountain stream, he did not continue to climb, but went to a boulder and sat down.

Boom boom!

For a moment, there seemed to be a dragon roaring in his body.

The taixuan Sutra also began to operate without control.

The immortal spirit between heaven and earth seemed to be drawn, and it was madly converging towards his body.

Wang Fan slowly closed his eyes and fell into a mysterious state of cultivation.

"Look, who is that and what is he doing?"

"It's a powerful field pressure. Who is this person, but why is immortal Wang Xiuwei that even I feel a great pressure?"

"Isn't that Wang Fan? What is he doing? Is he breaking through the realm?"

Wang Fan's change was soon noticed by many monks.

Many people's eyes that look at Wang fan are extremely shocked.

For a moment, many monks stopped and looked at Wang Fan's area.

In particular, when someone called out Wang Fan's name, more and more people gathered here.

Soon, a handsome young man also came here.

He stares at Wang Fan who is breaking through the realm, but there is a cold color in his eyes.

"You can break through your accomplishments just by climbing the sacred mountain. Your talent is really extraordinary. But it's a pity that I saw it. "

"If you want to make a breakthrough, you have to ask me if yu Qingtian agrees."

The young man murmured darkly, and the immortal yuan began to surge up. The endless power diffused from him, and the shocked friars kept retreating.

"Yuqingtian of yuwangfu?"

"Why is he here?"

"It seems that Wang Fan's killing of the little prince in the Royal Palace must be true."

"This is the talent of yuqingtian, but the younger generation of yuwangfu is second only to the existence of xiaowangye. It's said that his cultivation has reached the fourth level of xianzun. I'm afraid Wang Fan will be in danger with his move. "

Feeling the terror, pressure and murderous spirit from Yu Qingtian, some monks around recognized his identity.

Yu Qingtian, the younger generation in the Royal Palace, is definitely the ruthless of the ruthless.

His strength, his talent, is only weak that little Wang Ye.

Moreover, because he is several years older than the little prince, his cultivation is still above him.

Therefore, seeing that Yuqing was too difficult to plan to attack Wang Fan, most of the monks could not help but retreat.Even in many people's eyes, there was a touch of anger.

After all, Yu Qingtian's means are a little mean.

Yu Qingtian didn't care about other people's opinions. When his momentum reached its strongest, he stepped out, made a sword with his fingers and cleaved to Wang Fan.

"Dare to kill my little prince, dare to destroy my prince, and die."

With the sound, boom, a sword from the sky and earth surge.

Those sword Qi twisted and changed in the air, and soon formed a monster, roaring and rushing to kill Wang Fan.

But at this time, Wang Fan was still immersed in the mysterious realm, and his body roared, as if he didn't realize the danger at all.

Looking at this scene, all the monks could not help sighing.

Is it true that Wang Fan, the evil god in the sun, will die here?

If Wang Fan died in the battle with others, all the people could barely accept it.

However, it would be a pity if Wang Fan died like this.

Of course, no one dares to stop them, no one dares to say more, even if they feel sorry.

Today's Royal Palace, in alliance with the Chu Dynasty and the dark, is wearing a pair of trousers. Even taishenzong and xuantianmen dare not easily provoke, and even want to alliance. How can they provoke?

Under the intense gaze of the people, soon, in a roaring voice, the sword Qi all over the sky came to Wang Fan.

However, at the moment when the sword Qi was about to hit Wang Fan, Wang Fan's body suddenly burst out a dazzling red light.

The dazzling red light, like clusters of red blood, instantly wrapped his whole body.

Boom!

The endless sword Qi surged on the red light, and was instantly scattered by the red light.

"How is that possible?"

Looking at this scene, not only the friars around, some were stunned.

Even Yu Qingtian himself was hard to accept.

You know, he's a fairy, and he's a monster.

It was very difficult for him to block even the fourth floor of xianzun.

However, Wang Fan, in an unconscious state, blocked his all-out attack.

How can he not be shocked?