Chapter 851

"Roar!"

In a moment, Meng fan's throat issued a roar, like a wild animal in general, this moment resounded through the field, shaking everyone's eardrum. Under countless eyes, Meng fan's body is standing in the same place with his big hand outstretched. He already controls the power in the cauldron furnace and runs towards the tenth pot furnace like a mountain.

"Humph, look for death!"

In the sight of Meng fan's action, he Qiang Leng hum, but this moment in the eyes of the latter can not help but have a kind of palpitation. For him, I am afraid that such persistence is impossible to achieve, especially like Meng fan, in such a serious injury, or did not give up any posture.

If you want to achieve this step, you must be able to keep your heart as always, which is undoubtedly a great perseverance in the cultivation.

However, the more Meng fan is like this, the more he Qiang and the he family behind him flash the killing opportunity in their eyes. If it was not for this place, it would have been the weapon refining square. Because it would be too terrible to keep Meng fan, especially for the enemy, it would be enough to sleep and eat.

"This guy... It's killing me!"

"Yes, it's enough to kill him if he goes on practicing like this!"

For a moment, there was a murmur in the crowd, hundreds of thousands of people around it, but now it is extremely frightening. At this stage of the five ethnic groups summit, it turns out that all the hope lies in Meng fan. If the latter is successful, it is Han Jiasheng. If the latter fails, then the Han family will be doomed.

It's important, just one person!

In this way, whether on the high platform or in the field, this moment is like a dead silence, and even the gasping voice of people can be heard. With the slow movement of Meng fan's hand in the field, another force merged into the keel, and the rune flickered on it.

However, what makes Meng fan shake is that the quality of this keel is obviously higher than that of other dragon heads. I don't know how much. This quality is not determined by Meng fan, but completely depends on luck.

Among the twelve keels, each of them is refined. How much strength it can bear depends on the self-formation of the keel.

Meng's Kung Fu is melting into the light of the dragon's keel, which makes the light of the stone more and more.

"Close!"

In a flash, Meng fan uttered a word, moved his five fingers gently, and controlled the rune to force the keel to change. However, beyond Meng fan's expectation, at the next moment, the keel trembled, and a crack appeared on it, which immediately burst into pieces!

Pooh!

At this moment, the cauldron furnace is unstable, the fire is overflowing, the air waves are flying, and the first to bear the brunt is Meng fan, who directly shakes out his mouth of blood, and takes three steps backward. At the next moment, Meng fan puts his foot on the ground and barely stabilizes.

However, at this moment, when Meng fan's Qi and blood riot broke out, another mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth. At the same time, he realized that there was already a large amount of internal bleeding in his internal organs.

The injury is not serious!

If it is not the general body of Meng fan Xiaoqiang, I am afraid it is just under the shock before, it is enough to kill him. And now, it's OK for Meng fan to remain motionless, but once it's a movement, the Qi and blood of the whole body must be gushing, and even have a feeling of breaking open in the muscles.

Obviously, with ten bones broken, Meng fan is no longer qualified to practice the weapon again. If the latter's injury is not stable now, it is bound to leave hidden dangers in the future.

"Meng fan, don't continue, melting bones can be refined in the future, and you can still have a chance to win the phoenix ancient blood again!"

Xiao Tian's voice is full of solemnity. Naturally, Meng fan's refining device has reached the moment of life and death. It is absolutely unwise to try again. However, Meng fan kept silent for a moment and said,

"are you sure you still have a chance? Once the Han family fails, the he family is the only one. I'm afraid that the strength of the he family is bound to soar, and it's even more difficult to find the ancient blood of Phoenix if it's the strong people in Xuanyuan territory! "

"But you! "

before Xiaotian finished, Meng fan waved his hand, and at the same time took a step forward and went directly back to the front of the cauldron. He breathed a deep breath. At the next moment, Meng fan's palm moved, and a powerful force came into operation, which urged the cauldron furnace to let the force of the previous materials surge slowly and merge into the eleventh keel again.

Obviously, Meng fan definitely doesn't want to give up like this. Naturally, he intends to continue. Suddenly, all the eyes of everyone in the field are hard to spit out. After all, under this kind of means, all people can see that Meng fan is supporting. Once an idea is relaxed, then I'm afraid that the latter's life will not be protected.

However, he Qiang's face was very poor at this moment, and he Qiang cheered coldly,"Little scumbag, you have only one stick of incense left. Two hours have come. I can't believe that you are so willing to resist. I really don't understand that you, a soul state of destroying habitat, dare to try eight level gods and do things I dare not do. I think you are tired of saying that!"

The tone is cold. At the same time, the eyes of all the people of the he family are looking at Meng fan, full of a kind of pride and ridicule. Obviously, at this moment, they are more urgent to see Meng fan's failure, so this kind of verbal attack is merciless.

"If you can succeed, then I'm afraid the soul of holy land will be in vain!"

"Hum, don't pay attention to him, big brother he Qiang. This guy has the last time to burn incense, but I'm afraid he has already died before that, and no one will collect his corpse!"

Around it, countless mocking voices came, but Meng fan's face was expressionless, and it was just the power of integrating materials into the cauldron. At that time, the small sky in the tower was almost rampant, and the golden light appeared, almost leaping from Meng fan's body.

"Your mother, I'm so angry. I haven't seen anything thicker than you since ancient times. Is this holy land soul your own?"

Xiao Tian roared, which was directly rude. His tone was full of resentment, but he didn't make a move after all.

Over the years, he naturally understood that Meng fan seemed easygoing and attached great importance to the people around him. However, for the latter, he had a great obsession with what he insisted on. Since Meng fan did not start now, Xiaotian naturally would not choose to do it.

Although the relationship between Xiaotian and Meng fan is more friends, but in these years, from the beginning of ignoring, to now countless times imperceptibly, Xiaotian has already regarded Meng fan as the master and got his approval.

If it is said that the xuanhuang pagoda of heaven and earth, which was famous in ancient times and oppressed the heaven and earth, recognizes the Lord here, I am afraid it will cause a great shock among all the regions.

However, in countless eyes and words, Meng fan ignored him and was completely silent in the nourishing keel. After a few breaths, the rune on the 11th keel flickered, and at the next moment, it was like the ten pieces before, which burst into pieces!

Pooh!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out. Now Meng fan is like a bloody man, striding backward and dyeing his black robe. In this case, even the breath of the whole body was very weak, as if it could disappear at any time.

"That's enough, little friend. Thank you this time. We Han family... Admit defeat!"

In an instant, an old voice came from Gaotai, and the speaker was the ancestor of Han family. Now, on his old face, it is full of regret. At the moment when the voice fell, the whole field was shocked. Everyone looked at each other and felt sorry for Meng fanjiu.

Among them, people with a clear eye can see that Meng fan's age is not very big, but it has reached this point. Even if it is not successful, it is enough to shock countless people!

"That's right."

BR, < BR,

, it's too early for me to show such a small smile on my face

At the same time, there was a burst of cheering among the people of the he family, including on the face of the ancestor of the family. At this moment, a smile appeared. However, at the next moment, there was a voice coming out from the refining square,

"no, there is still a little time for me, I still... Haven't lost!"

In an instant, the voice of indifference spreads out, and the eyes of all people can reach. The speaker is naturally... Meng fan!

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Meng fan bit his teeth and turned a blind eye to the injury in his body. At the same time, he roared in his heart,

"help me, little god!"

A few words fall, suddenly let the small sky in the space sigh softly, but in the twinkling of an eye, it is a golden tower shadow around Meng fan's body.

A tower appears, golden body, there is a terrible covering the void, the ancient breath overflows, at the same time, the power of the small tower is directly integrated into Meng fan's body, and forcibly stabilizes the latter's injury.

In the previous burst, Meng fan's injury was extremely serious. However, with the help of Xiaotian, all the Qi and blood of Meng fan's whole body recovered to the peak in the next moment. Although the time is not long, it is completely enough for Meng fan!

As soon as he raised his hand, in the next moment, Meng fan's mental strength and his mother's cauldron were fused again. At the same time, all the material power was directly operated and integrated into the last keel of the field. It was obvious that Meng fan was going to make a final fight!

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