How strong is Nanmentian's strength now?

As the co-owner of the three states of the Northern Underworld, two thousand years ago, he was already the sixth rank of Dancheng, the pinnacle of Jindan, and the bloodline of the Demon Wing Sea Dragon.

Although he is in Xiazhou, his strength can be called a strong man even in Shangzhou, only weaker than Tianbang Tianjiao.

If it is compared to Han Ping, it is only a step behind.

And he has been following Chen Yuan for six years.

In the past few years, Chen Yuan did not deliberately guide him.

But every day, when Chen Yuan was cultivating, or when he was swallowing the Nine Heavens Purple Qi, or reciting the Supreme Divine Chapter, Nanmen Tian stood respectfully aside, listening to the Tao rules, without the slightest omission.

Chen Yuan's cultivation and thinking methods are so powerful, even if they only comprehend one or two of them, it is enough to make Nanmen Tian's cultivation increase day by day.

And a year ago, Chen Yuan even passed down the exercises to help him touch the laws of heaven and earth and buy a half-step Heavenly Monarch.

This half-step is a world of difference from now on.

If it is not the peak powerhouse of the heavenly list, no one can be the enemy of it.

Not to mention, this is not the limit of Nanmen Tian.

In fact, whether it is Nanmen Tian, or Gong Xilin and others.

In this year, the harvest is far greater than outsiders can imagine.

In this year, Chen Yuan crossed the catastrophe twice, and everyone watched from the sidelines.

Just by watching the tribulation, they can get a glimpse of the law of the Great Dao, which is enough to make their vision far beyond their peers.

You must know that Chen Yuan's Heavenly Tribulation is all at the supreme level.

As for the other benefits, they are too numerous to count.

Han Ping, how could he be Nanmentian's opponent today?

"Ahhhh

Han Ping roared wildly.

Although he was trampled under the feet of Nanmen Tian.

But Han Ping is at the peak of Jindan after all, his physical body is extremely strong, and he will not die for a while.

Saw.

Between his resistance and roar, the dark golden demon Buddha qi converged with each other, forming a thousand zhang demon dragon, which directly bombarded towards Nanmen Tian.

In the void, there are bursts of demon Buddhas chanting demon sounds.

Huge black runes enveloped Han Ping and turned it into a huge black hole.

"Noise. ”

Nanmen Tian used his mana and stepped on it violently.

"Boom!"

An incomparable divine power descended from the sky.

The huge rune black hole was instantly stepped on and fell apart.

And Han Ping's physical body is also irresistible.

"Bang. ”

With a loud bang, Han Ping, who had a small King Kong not bad body, was directly stepped on.

Countless dark golden blood and bones overflowed from the feet of Nanmen Tian.

When he raised his foot, this so-called Heavenly Buddha Sect Tianjiao had already turned into a puddle of flesh.

connected the divine soul and the golden pill, and they were directly trampled to smithereens.

Hiss!

Everyone in the audience gasped.

Heaven and earth.

There was a dead silence.

No one spoke.

Everyone was stunned and watched the scene.

Han...... Han Ping is dead?

He actually died?

was trampled to death by that rickety old servant?

Han Ping is the second descendant of the dignified Heavenly Buddha Sect?

Just turned into meat puree?

Now.

Even Pang Nianying, Li Huaiao and others were also speechless.

Since it was Zuoqiu Dulan, who had always been breezy and calm, her eyes were also slightly solemn.

As for the brothers and sisters of the waiting family, they have long been stunned.

"Who else wants to discuss cultivation with me?"

Nanmen Tian spoke slowly.

He is blessed by the law, his body is thousands of feet, standing up to the sky and the earth, and suppressing the sun and the moon.

The south gate overlooks many monks.

A dark purple demon-winged sea dragon surrounded him.

Now.

Ming Zilan, Beidou Jianzi, Jin Qingtong, etc., none of them talked.

None of the people present were fools.

Although this old man looks old, his cultivation is really amazing.

Even if it is placed in the Heavenly Monarch Family, the Heavenly Sect and the Heavenly Sect, it is also the strongest among the elders.

Such an old monster, even if it is encountered by Tianjiao, the peak of the heavenly list, it will have a headache.

No one knows how deep these old monsters who have lived for thousands of years have cultivated to the true element, and what kind of magical power they hold in their hands.

Moreover, Han Ping, who has learned from the past, remembers it vividly, who dares to step forward to provoke.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. ”

Seeing that no one answered.

Nanmen wanted to be restrained, so he bent his body again, stood behind Chen Yuan with his hands tied, and returned to his original appearance.

But at this time.

No one dared to underestimate him.

'Who is he?' How could such a terrible man be his servant?'

'Even if it is at the level of the Ziqing Holy Maiden, it is impossible to let the Half-Step Heavenly Monarch be a servant?'

Countless people were shocked and looked at Chen Yuan in surprise.

But Chen Yuan was still calm, and took a sip of the spirit wine in his hand.

It's just that his appearance at this time, when he falls into the eyes of everyone, seems a little unfathomable.

"Now, can he sit with you?"

Chen Yuan said calmly.

"Yes, of course. ”

Beidou Jianzi and the others nodded again and again.

Only Jin Qingtong, who has an equally hot temper, is still a little unconvinced.

This true legend from the Vajra Sect has fought against demon generals in the Sanyuan Valley and has a fiery personality.

I only heard him snort coldly:

"Yes, your servant is indeed powerful, but what about the other three?"

"Just because they're friends with the Son can just be brought in and sit with me, right?"

"Oh, do you want to challenge them too?"

Chen Yuan raised his head slightly, as if he was a little surprised.

"Not bad!"

Jin Qingtong took a step forward and said loudly.

Nanmen Tian's cultivation is terrifying, and it is very deeply hidden, he didn't see it, because in his eyes, Nanmen Tian belongs to that kind of unfathomable old monster, and it is normal to look away.

But as for the other three, even Gong Xilin, who was the strongest in cultivation, was just the peak of the middle stage of Jindan.

Jin Qingtong believes that with his cultivation at the peak of Jindan, coupled with the Dan of the top-grade Jindan, even if it is the Holy Son of Tianzong in person, with the gap in cultivation, he is not afraid at all.

"Humph!"

Gong Xilin's eyes were cold, and she walked out slowly.

Jin Qingtong was originally ready to give a few humble words, so as not to be accused of bullying girls.

But the next moment.

A sword qi that was enough to incinerate all things suddenly lit up in the pavilion.

"Groan!"

When the sword qi fire dragon appeared, the temperature of the entire Xianji Pavilion rose suddenly on hundreds of floors, and it rose by more than 100 degrees in an instant.

It was as if from the cold winter and came directly to the volcano.

Void.

Fiery red points of light continued to fall, scorching the void.

Pang Nianying looked at this infinitely powerful sword, and his face changed slightly.

As for the Beidou Jianzi, they screamed in their hearts that it was not good.

The power of Gong Xilin's sword is far beyond everyone's imagination.

This made the scene of Xianji Pavilion in the volcano only one thousandth of the sword qi leaking out.

Almost all of the power was condensed in the sword of the fire dragon.

"Ahhh

Jin Qingtong screamed.

At the most critical moment, he only had time to move his body slightly an inch.

It was this inch that allowed Jin Qingtong to avoid being directly cut in half.

"Whoa. ”

Gong Xilin's sword is restrained.

Such as the river and the sea condensing blue light.

Saw.

The battle armor on Jin Qingtong's body was all cracked.

This was originally a top-level real weapon, but at this time, it seemed that there was no trace of mana.

Everyone looked up, but saw Jin Qingtong even more miserable.

A sword mark one meter away stretched from Jin Qingtong's shoulder to his waist.

With only a few differences, his entire body will be directly split.

But even so, Jin Qingtong has been hit hard like never before.

This......

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

Everyone looked frightened and looked at Gong Xilin.

Time.

The atmosphere in the whole pavilion is very eerie.

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(End of chapter)