The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Many people were very anxious watching Chen Fan's killing spree.

They knew there might be some benefits they didn't know about, but they had no way to deal with them.

As for whether Chen Fan might be here to do good things and help them get rid of the entanglement of these phantoms, they had never thought about this. How could it be possible?

However, it's not that no one has other ideas. Collecting these fragments may be useful in the future. Some people even started collecting these phantoms purely to stop Chen Fan.

Although it was only a small part, most people's eyes were still on the huge coffin in the center. They didn't have much time left.

The law life army behind kept coming, and the vanguard spies could be seen appearing, but most people didn't have the heart to care about these law life spies.

As for those who stopped Chen Fan, Chen Fan would naturally not be merciful.

He immediately jumped out and rushed to the front of a person who was still collecting these fragments.

"Die!"

Chen Fan punched out, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and he directly blasted out an amazing punch, hitting this master of the seventh stage half immortal.

This seventh-level semi-immortal master felt an unprecedented terrifying pressure sweeping down on the spot, crushing his flesh and bones, and making him kneel down in an instant.

"No, you can't kill me, I am..."

Before he finished speaking, he was smashed into slag by Chen Fan's punch, and his soul was destroyed.

Then soon, several other masters who were also unbelieving in evil also died in Chen Fan's hands. He just wanted to establish his prestige.

Everyone soon understood it. Although some people looked at Chen Fan with hatred, they did not dare to continue competing with Chen Fan.

After all, these phantoms may have benefits, but they don't know, there is no need to risk their lives for this.

Without these guys messing around, it was much easier for Chen Fan to collect the fragments of these phantoms.

Basically, it was very smooth, and as more and more of this information was stripped and analyzed, some fragments of memory could flash in Chen Fan's mind from time to time.

A scene about a war, the void was trembling, and the terrifying power everywhere was like a violent ocean, sweeping out in waves.

Shouts of killing filled the air, and blood could be seen everywhere.

These fragments of memory were basically from the first-person perspective, and everywhere was surrounded by several equally powerful supreme beings, surrounding Emperor Jie Tian.

That kind of battle made Chen Fan feel terrified.

Emperor Jie Tian, ​​facing this situation, had no fear, and was still as wild as ever. He pointed out with one finger, and countless laws and vitality formed a finger with countless law talismans and various visions on it, like a pillar supporting the sky. With a bang, he pointed out, and the sky collapsed and the earth split.

On the spot, the space was shattered, the laws were broken, and the several terrible beings who surrounded Emperor Jie Tian were instantly annihilated by this finger.

"Hiss."

Chen Fan took a breath of cold air.

That finger was so terrible, it shattered the space, shattered the laws, and killed people like pressing an ant to death.

And at this time, Chen Fan finally knew how the name of Emperor Jie Tian came from.

It was because of the holy art that Emperor Jie Tian practiced - the Heaven-cutting Finger.

Intercepting the power of heaven and earth, turning it into a finger, shattering the starry sky, breaking the laws, and killing people like crushing ants.

In addition to these memory fragments, there are also some information about the perception of cultivation. Although they are all intermittent and unconnected perceptions, the perception of a quasi-saint-level strongman, even if it is only a little bit, is of great use to Chen Fan.

His strength is also constantly improving every second.

The more he understands, the more his strength improves, and he is rapidly approaching the level of Ji Lanshan and others.

Chen Fan constantly digests this information and extracts information about the Heaven-cutting Finger. This is a holy art, which was an adventure that Emperor Jie Tian got when he was young. It was also with this adventure that he soared into the sky, broke out a great reputation, and became the eternally powerful Emperor Jie Tian.

However, among these messy information, there is very little information about "The Sky-Cutting Finger". Even if the little golden man can deduce it, it is only incomplete.

But as he killed more and more phantoms, his strength became stronger and stronger, and he obtained more and more information, and the information to make up for "The Sky-Cutting Finger" also increased.

The killing continued. When Chen Fan killed these thousands of phantoms, Ji Lanshan and his men had already entered the deepest space, and were only a little distance away from the tomb.

At this time, the civil war between many semi-immortal masters became more intense. No one wanted others to take advantage, and more and more masters were bleeding in all directions.

And these bloods disappeared unconsciously, as if they were absorbed by something, and no one noticed it.

Even Chen Fan didn't notice it, because he originally thought that the blood was absorbed by these phantoms, but he only guessed part of it.

Because he found that after he killed all these phantoms, the blood on the ground was still disappearing at an astonishing speed.

Those were bloods that were about to become immortal bloods, containing a huge amount of energy essence.

"Oh no, could there be some conspiracy?"

Chen Fan frowned.

However, he only frowned slightly. While others were still fighting, he was not idle either. He finally absorbed all the phantoms of the ancient emperors.

Although it was only a preliminary analysis, it was enough for him to further improve his cultivation and reach the level of Ji Lanshan, Xiao Ruyue and others.

With these memories of Emperor Jie Tian, ​​Chen Fan simply saved decades or even hundreds of years of hard practice.

Even Emperor Jie Tian's famous skill "Heaven-cutting Finger" was deduced, which is divided into three styles: Prison Heaven Style, Breaking Heaven Style and Heaven-cutting Style.

Of course, Chen Fan couldn't practice now. Not to mention whether he could succeed in practicing, it was not appropriate at this time.

"It's time to go to the core to compete for the inheritance."

Chen Fan looked at the coffin in the center of the tomb. There should be the body of Emperor Jie Tian in it. How precious the body of a quasi-saint should be.

Chen Fan was about to make a move, but suddenly, he heard a huge roar, and many law lives had already poured into the tomb, like a vast ocean flood, endless.

Many semi-immortal masters who were fighting stopped immediately.

Everyone was stunned. Although they had thought of it a long time ago, they were still a little stunned when they really faced this moment.

They were all forced into a dead end, with no way out.