Jiang Chen's expression was solemn, and he swept away all the dust and leaves with one sword. He dreamed of three thousand years, but it was only a moment. For Jiang Chen, these three thousand years were nothing but an improvement in the realm of his soul, but his aura was also more intense. Even in the face of Nan Hua Zhenren, he still did not change his face.
Jiang Chen didn't know how strong Nanhua Zhenren was. Even the soul Dao Yun after Nanhua Zhenren's differentiation was by no means easy.
"Your realm, but the realm of the king of gods, do you want to compete with me? It's a fool's dream, alas."
Nan Hua sneered.
"Even if you die, you will never succeed. I, Jiang Chen, never bow my head to anyone. Nanhua is a real person. You don't deserve to be called a real person! The word "real person" is an insult to you."
Jiang Chen's sword energy was flying, and the sword shadow was still there. He stepped into the air and leaped vertically and horizontally. The sword shadow alone cut off the exquisite treasure tree, and the dazzling sword light shot up into the sky, but looking at the iron tree, there was no trace of it. The imprint, let alone cut off the iron tree, got out of trouble.
"Too weak, too weak."
Nan Hua said with a smile, between his hands, a strong wind swept up, Jiang Chen immediately crossed the knife, his expression was extremely solemn, the Heavenly Dragon Sword was shocking, and the roar of the sword soul also seemed to break free from the sword and rise into the sky, the wind tore it apart. The surrounding space seemed to collapse, Jiang Chen flew upside down, that gangrenous wind, even his Heavenly Dragon Sword did not stop it from descending, but in the eyes of Nanhua Zhenren, there was a hint of surprise. .
"Even the Divine Venerable Realm may not be able to withstand my hurricane. It seems that you are really talented."
Jiang Chen took a deep breath. The attack just now made him tremble, and even his blood vessels were boiling. It was too powerful for him to resist.
"Bastard, what can I do to resist this?"
Jiang Chen scolded angrily, the realm of the real Nanhua is not in line with him at all, even a soul, a fragment of the remaining Dao essence, is enough to make the gods change color, the gods are timid, and the gods are respectful, how big is this? ability? Jiang Chen couldn't even imagine how powerful this real Nanhua was when he was still alive!
"You are not my one-man general."
Nan Hua said indifferently, with the slightest movement of his long sleeves, the wind shook the world, shaking thousands of worlds, as if everything was under his control.
"Sky Thunder Fusion!"
Jiang Chen did not hesitate to fuse the Jiuchen Heavenly Tribulation Thunder with the Po Xiaoxiao Golden Thunder. The moment when the two celestial thunders merged, they were blown away by the gangster wind and scattered.
"too strong."
Jiang Chen knew that even if he tried his best, he would not be his opponent. At this moment, it was not embarrassing to run away. He continued to fight. Jiang Chen didn't even know how he died.
Jiang Chen instantly escaped into the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda. With the horror and strength of the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, Jiang Chen believed that he would definitely be able to resist the attack of Nanhua Zhenren.
"This is? Ancestor of the Dragon Clan?"
Nan Hua's eyes narrowed, silently staring at the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, and muttered.
"Even if you are the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, what can you do to me! If you were in your prime, maybe I would still be afraid of you, but now you are not comparable to me at all, and your soul is already broken. "
Nanhua's palm was like thunder, galloping and roaring, and a palm fell. Jiang Chen felt that the sky was spinning inside the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, and even he was shaken violently.
"The Ancestral Dragon Pagoda has been fluctuated. It seems that this guy is really outrageous."
Jiang Chen thought to himself, but at this moment, he felt a familiar force that was slowly awakening.
"It's the Ancestral Dragon Emperor!"
Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up.
"Hooho-"
A sound of dragon roar shook the top of the sky, and a multicolored golden dragon rose into the sky and hovered above the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda.
"The real Nanhua, I haven't seen each other for hundreds of millions of years. I didn't expect to meet again in such a place. It's really a long time, and things are impermanent."
The golden dragons gathered together and turned into a golden figure, tall and majestic, with a dazzling gaze. It was the Ancestral Dragon Emperor who had been sleeping for a long time.
"Ancestral Dragon Sovereign, haven't you lost your soul long ago and completely died? The hundred-footed worm is dead but not stiff. This sentence is extremely appropriate when applied to you, hum."
Nan Hua said indifferently.
"People's life and death are determined. Even the sky cannot control everyone's life and death. If I can be reborn through a shell, it is also a fortune. Don't you feel ashamed that you were all admired in the ancient times? In the ancient times, you used the palm of your hand to destroy the reincarnation, and the free and easy way swept the invincible.
The Ancestral Dragon Emperor said in a deep voice, it can be seen that he even has a respectful look towards the real person Nanhua, but now he wants to kill Jiang Chen, a generation of ancient masters, to attack a junior like this, it really makes people feel Shame. Moreover, the Ancestral Dragon Emperor is determined not to agree. Now if Jiang Chen dies, the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda will inevitably collapse, and he will never be reborn.
"Hahaha, so what? As long as I can be reborn, even if it is the supreme being above the sky, I can still kill it. During the ancient times, your Ancestral Dragon Emperor was considered a hero of a generation. .Hmph."
"Unless you can kill me, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for you to succeed."
Zulonghuang said in a cold voice, his eyes condensed, and he gathered with Nanhua.
"Whoever is my way, there is only one way to die. Those who follow me prosper and those who go against me perish. I am the sky, and I am the Tao."
Nanhua seems to be extremely indifferent to Zulonghuang, this battle is impossible for anyone to stop.
"You're not a real Nanhua?"
Ancestral Dragon Emperor's heart moved, and he said in a deep voice, his eyes narrowed slightly, Nan Hua's eyes and bearing, and Nan Hua he had seen hundreds of millions of years ago, seemed to be different.
"I'm not Nan Hua, who would I be?"
Nan Hua laughed.
"He is the dark side of the real Nanhua. To be precise, he is the exquisite treasure tree of the real Nanhua."
Jiang Chen's voice echoed in Zulonghuang's ears.
"No wonder this is the case, as expected. Mr. Zhuang Zhouzi, the real person of Nanhua, is famous throughout his life. He treats people with kindness, sweeping the floor is afraid of hurting the lives of ants, and he cherishes moths and sand lights. Compared with those Buddhists who claim to be the world of bliss, they are still better than those in Buddhism. How can you be so violent as you."
Ancestral Dragon Emperor sighed and his eyes were sharper, because this person could not be regarded as a real Nanhua at all.
"Calling you a real Nanhua is an insult to Mr. Zhuang Zhouzi. You deserve it too?"
The Ancestral Dragon Emperor shouted angrily, his eyes were like torches, and he directed towards China.