Shuttle Gate of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 307 Chapter 308 The Mysterious Ruler

Fang Chen saw behind the old man.

Chen Fengxiao was impressively listed, and at the same time, several elders from the Murong family who had cultivated in the early and mid stages of alchemy appeared.

"What kind of dog is this? It's so powerful?"

Murong Lan looked at the big seal in her hand, and then at the fierce Hui Tailang, she couldn't hold back for a while, and spurted a mouthful of blood wildly.

There is actually a crack on the big seal!
This is my talisman!
The magic weapon of his real name was damaged, and his injury was also very serious.

"Could it be that this young man is actually a mighty man who has transformed into a god?"

Murong Sheng's shocked eyes shifted from Hui Tailang to Fang Chen, his heart was like a stormy sea.

This dog is obviously the young man's pet.

A pet is so powerful, how amazing is its own cultivation?

At this moment, the young man who originally had no mana fluctuations in Murong Sheng's eyes seemed to have instantly become a back-to-basics power!

He was lucky enough to see the power of transforming gods once.

That is the founding ancestor of Mongolia, who has been in seclusion under the palace all year round.

Thirty years ago, Mongolia was attacked by six major sects and almost destroyed the country. It was the God of Transformation Taizu who appeared and killed six Nascent Soul monks with one move, resolving the crisis of destroying the country.

"There is such a powerful dog in the world? This is much stronger than that rhinoceros!"

Murong Qiao looked at Big Big Wolf, covered her small mouth with her bare hands, her beautiful eyes widened, showing disbelief.

Thinking of that rhinoceros, I took pains to kill it.

And this dog actually bit the owner's talisman in one bite.

You know, the Patriarch is at the peak of the alchemy period, and he is only one step away from being a monk who can condense the Nascent Soul just like Chen Fengxiao!

"Who are you? Why are you hiding in my Murong family?"

Murong Lan took out a pill in an instant and took it, looking at Fang Chen with fear.

"I want to be quiet, don't bother me."

Fang Chen glanced at Murong Lan, Chen Fengxiao and other alchemy stage monks. The latter felt as if they were being watched by a fierce beast, and a chill rose from the soles of their feet!
"But."

Chen Fengxiao looked at Murong Qiao and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Fang Chen's cold voice. "Murong Qiao is already a registered disciple of this seat. If you want to take her away, you must obtain the consent of this seat. Let's go. This seat has not been bloody for a long time."

Chen Fengxiao looked at Fang Chen, then at Murong Qiao, his old face turned pale, obviously extremely unwilling.

But there is nothing to do.

Murong Patriarch Murong Lan's chest rose and fell sharply, and the veins on his arms bulged.

Murong Sheng looked at the Patriarch and at Fang Chen, not knowing what to do.

"Hahaha"

At this moment, there was a booming sound coming from under Murong's house, and then, a wild laughter sounded from the ground.

"It's just a Nascent Soul, but you dare to act presumptuously in my Murong's house!"

A thin figure broke through the ground, soared into the sky, and appeared above Murong's house.

A powerful coercion spread between heaven and earth.

Murong Sheng, Murong Lan, Chen Fengxiao and other six or seven people were all crushed to the ground by this powerful coercion, unable to move at all.

"Useless things!"

The thin figure suddenly turned around, looked at the elders of the Murong family, and cursed loudly. "The ancestor has been in seclusion for so long, and the Murong family has been declining more and more!"

"Ancestor!"

"Golden Spear King Seventh Patriarch!"

"Seventh Patriarch! Your old man is still alive!"

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The moment the skinny old man opened his mouth, he let go of the coercion, and the elders of the Murong family were able to look up at the figure in the sky, and they all showed surprise.

Although the old man was thin and out of shape, judging from the shape of his face, it could still be seen that he was very similar to the portrait of the seventh generation ancestor in the ancestral hall.

"You guys still have the face to call yourself a descendant of my Murong family? The Murong family has lost all face!" After Murong Zhan scolded the Murong family's children, his eyes fell on Fang Chen, and his figure flashed. Appearing three feet away from Fang Chen, he spoke slowly.

"Your Excellency occupies my family and does not leave. I don't know what plan you have?!"

"Just a dog that is comparable to a Nascent Soul, and some subordinates with hidden weapons, do you think you can control the whole audience?"

"I have to say, your hidden weapon is very sharp, but it won't work against this old man!"

"Crack!"

Fang Chen gave Murong Zhan a cold look, and slowly closed his eyes.

"you!"

Murong Zhan narrowed his eyes. From his point of view, this young man's body didn't have the slightest mana fluctuation, and he couldn't see the depth.

Although, he has a pet dog comparable to Yuanying realm.

But so what?
There are only two possibilities!

The first one is that he is a power beyond the transformation of the gods, and can hide his own breath, so that he can't see it even in the early stage of the transformation of the gods.

The second one, he is a seriously injured cultivator who transformed himself into a god!

At this moment, Murong Zhan is even more certain that this young man belongs to the second type.

If this is the case, how huge would be the wealth obtained by robbing a cultivator who transformed himself into a god?

"Let this old man see what makes you so special!"

Murong Zhan thought of this and decided to test it out.

The worst-case scenario is to leave by yourself.

You know, he himself is not without powerful means!
If this young man is really the Huashen who was seriously injured, then he will make a lot of money.

After Murong Zhan finished speaking, a long silver ruler with silver light emitting from it appeared in his hand.

In an instant, Silver's vigor and murderous aura filled the sky.

It seems that the ten li radius has become a silver killing area.

Under the murderous aura, Big Big Wolf hid behind Fang Chen with a howl.

At this moment, Murong Zhan seemed to be transformed into a god of war.

"This is beyond the momentum of Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Murong Sheng's old eyes showed surprise.

The ancestor of the Murong family actually broke through to the realm of transforming gods!

Doesn't this mean that it can be compared with the one in the royal family?
"You dare to be presumptuous here in the early stages of transformation!" Fang Chen felt the murderous aura coming to him, looked up at Murong Zhan, sneered, and stood up slowly. "Today, let me see how capable you are as a deity!"

laugh!
Chi Chi!

The shadow of the silver ruler is all over the sky!

They are densely packed, pressing towards Fang Chen!

"Shoot me!"

Fang Chen stopped drinking,

In an instant, the sub-light speed rail guns in the hands of many soldiers from all directions fired at Murong Zhan.

ding ding ding ~~~
What Fang Chen didn't expect was that so many sublight rail guns were actually blocked by Murong Zhan's silver ruler shadow.

"Um?!"

Sensing Murong Zhan's attack, Fang Chen was startled. He has a deep understanding of the power of the sub-light speed rail gun.

Although this person is only in the early stage of transformation, but his ruler-shaped magic weapon is very sharp in defense!

"Die to the old man!~"

Murong Zhan shouted loudly, and shot at Fang Chen with thousands of feet in his hand!
"Ow!"

Seeing this, Big Big Wolf suddenly pounced on Chiying, blocking Fang Chen's face!
puff~~
puff~~~
Three ruler shadows penetrated Big Big Wolf's thigh!

"What kind of ruler is this? So powerful?"

(End of this chapter)