Chapter 2077

Another kind of martial arts atmosphere, another set of independent martial arts system!

How much insight does Meng fan have in the face of countless secret giants who have never been born? It is no worse than the ancient emperor who led the ancient Protoss to suppress the world hundreds of thousands of years ago and is still a king today.

However, in that gorgeous and prosperous scene, little by little breath, totally different martial arts, even if Meng fan searched mountains and inspected the sea to empty his mind, he did not find any cases.

Although they are cognate and independent, they have the same root.

If it was not for Meng fan's insight into the supreme realm and penetrating the endless space, he would even have a trace of doubt. All the scenes in the Imperial Palace are just a trap, which someone illusions to shake his martial arts and his spirit.

Whether it is the ancient emperor, or the thirteen hall masters, or the God hidden magnate, they are the top of the ancient times. They are not only amazing in strength, but also deep in their mind. If someone uses the imperial palace as a bait and arranges a great situation in it, it is not impossible to shake Meng fan's cognition and martial spirit, and then lure him to explore the secrets of the imperial palace.

Fighting all the way, searching against the sky, what secret means have not been seen?

But he's Meng fan.

Not to mention the means of the heavenly way algorithm, but with his eyes to see, also understand that the scene in the Imperial Palace, is real, or once existed.

The reason, nothing else!

It is the scene, hundreds of millions of prosperous, although different from Meng fan's cognition, it is orderly and orderly, and it is also following the law of the source of the heavens. It is completely true!

"Gu Sheng Ling..."

Tasting the ethereal voice, electric light and flint, Meng fan made all kinds of calculations, and suddenly, his heart was shaking violently.

It's shaking!

I haven't felt shivering for years.

Vaguely, he guessed something.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the source of the heavens created the world. In order to create the power of heaven, no one has ever been able to speculate on the true uncanny craftsmanship. Only with the breath and taste of the source of heaven, can we imagine many myths. Few people can follow the clues that are almost wiped out by the years and see the past with their own eyes.

But among the few, Meng fan was one.

Era Vanish

We Live in this era.

Then, there will be a previous era

This will not make Meng fan tremble.

To reach his level, in a sense, he will never die. If he was still the weak youth in Wuzhen, maybe the years of heaven and earth would have been extremely long for him, which could not be measured at all. But now, hundreds of thousands of years, it seems that it will not be long.

Too many tycoons who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years are now profound and full, showing no signs of aging. Even some of them still compete with Meng fan.

If we say that Meng fan is a domineering young man, the giants of hundreds of thousands of years are brilliant middle-aged people and old people.

Then, of course, he had guessed what heaven and earth looked like before these "old men" and before the source of heaven created the world?

Maybe, chaos? Completely silent? In the endless chaos, there is a source of the heavens.

But now it seems that before the creation of the world, the source of heaven had created it.

This era, perhaps, is already a few, or a dozen.

All kinds of thoughts are like a huge abyss. Even Meng fan will be dragged into it and sink into it. So he immediately calms his mind and opens his eyes!

In front of him is the Imperial Palace, which is only the size of a fist, and looks dark and heavy, and occasionally flickers with mysterious golden mansions.

This has made countless people worship for countless years, the belief of the supreme existence, is now in his hands.

Because the origin has already shown signs of rupture, he wandered on the edge of collapse, and had just fought continuously. What's more, Meng fan has bent down and coughed up some blood, and his head is full of long hair and thousands of green silk. Sometimes it's dark like the night sky, and sometimes it's pale like wind and snow.

On his body, on his face!

This scene is extremely horrible.

The numerous strong monks who had gathered here but only dared to stand far away showed their solemn expression.

The scene in front of him was too shocking. The moment when the ancient emperor and the thirteen hall masters collided, naturally, the heaven and earth broke, leaving the square space dry and the rocks rotten. Countless people gasped for breath, and even some people who were lack of concentration felt the source of shaking.

But the appearance of Meng fan, the king of the supreme god of this generation, is even more shocking and frightening!

It seems that at any time, this supreme God King will be broken, and a generation of myths will end!

Feeling Meng fan's violent fluctuation of Qi, the thirteen hall masters immediately scattered everywhere, and did not want to fight with the ancient emperor. At the same time, he looked at Meng fan coldly.

The ancient emperor, the emperor of all ages, stood erect with his hands empty. He seemed to hold the heaven and earth in general, and looked at Meng fan with his remaining light.

No mistake!

Meng fan at this moment is the weakest moment!However, no matter who is the master of the thirteen halls, or the ancient emperor, or the countless powerful people around him, they dare not doubt the power of Meng fan.

Over the years, how many times when he was dying, Meng fan was also comfortable. At this moment, even if Meng fan's injury was more than three points, even if he was not protected by ten thousand mother and son gas cauldron, just a blue shirt, bent body, full of hemoptysis standing there, no one dares to challenge his majesty with the mentality of taking advantage of the void!

Therefore, the vast void, a quiet, only Meng fan cough, cough up the sound of blood.

The head of the thirteen halls is ready to move. He would like to take this opportunity to wipe Meng fan out of time and space and remove all traces. But even they dare not look down on Meng fan at any moment, not to mention the ancient emperor who has infinite opportunities to kill them!

"Ladies and gentlemen..."

All of a sudden, a hoarse, vicissitudes of life, people can feel the sound of heavy pressure sounded.

It was Meng fan who opened his mouth.

As it should, it attracted everyone's attention.

"How many years of Wanyu, a vast amount of soup, since ancient times, romantic figures, but now is a joke."

A few words, gently export, but each word, it seems that a giant of heaven and earth settled down, smashed into the world, so that every person above the Shenyuan realm can hear clearly!

Especially those who are half step sacred, infinitely close to the existence of God King, feel more clear.

There are even many talented people who have been around for many years, or even some old monsters who have been training for years, are infinitely close to the realm of the God King. In their cognition, the gap between themselves and the God King is just a step away. At this moment, they realize that they are watching the sky from the well, because Meng fan's voice strikes at their hearts, and there is an unspeakable sense of oppression A word, can shake their origin, break their vitality!

I don't know how many powerful people are branded with the awe of Meng fan.

But the eyes of the thirteen hall masters were more deep and gloomy.

The corner of the mouth of the ancient emperor, however, rose slightly.

They all feel that, in just a moment, Meng fan's realm has a qualitative change!

Not ascension, but change, as if sublimation, spiritual sublimation.

I don't know what is hidden in the imperial palace?

"It's just a joke now..."

Meng fan continued: "but there are some names that have not become a joke. These names are immortal stone tablets, historical nodes, and the existence of today's powerful Wanyu. They are the first recognized overlord of Wanyu, the ancient emperor!"

His index finger, a little empty, without any chance of killing, just pointed to the ancient emperor.

Then, he turned the direction and pointed to the thirteen hall masters.

"There are also those who intend to control the whole world and make all beings in the world slaves! The sword on the top of the head and the shadow in the heart of all the powerful gods. "

Then the ancient emperor and the thirteen hall Lord.

After that, he laughed.

The smile was casual.

But it is full of boundless heroism and momentum.

Because he was in such a weak moment, in the face of the ancient emperor and the thirteen hall master, can also laugh out!

Among countless strong men, even came out the voice of sobbing. Those were some young talents who grew up after listening to Meng fan's name, but they had never seen him. Now, after seeing his smile that looked at the two overlords as nothing, the emotions of excitement, excitement, reverence and so on mingled together and shed tears!

The myth of living.

Then, Meng fan reached out and pointed to himself.

"And me."

And me!

It's just three words. It's like whispering, but it's awe inspiring!

Once upon a time, the ancient emperor was the only one who really shook the world and ruled all living beings in all regions.

After that, the ancient emperor was defeated by the thirteen hall masters, which led to the rise of numerous powerful people and many God kings in Wanyu. The thirteen hall masters also became the supreme figures, which everyone feared. All the powerful gods seemed to live in their shadow.

Finally, in this era, Meng fan appeared, confronting the ancient emperor, fighting against the thirteen hall masters, holding up a big umbrella for countless people.

Three generations of overlords.

Countless histories.

Heroes of all ages.

A lot of soup.

They are all in Meng fan's words.

Meng fan's broken body, suddenly at this moment, re coagulated, but very unnatural, very reluctant.

He opened his mouth, there is a little bit of bright red, but the words, but loud.

"Although I've been hurt a lot, I still have the strength to fight. The hundred footed insects are not stiff. Come on, let's hurt each other!"

Meng fan's voice reverberates in the world, which is heroic and full of rogue flavor that makes many people who know Meng fan laugh.

At this moment, there are countless pairs of eyes around the Dark Alliance.

All of them are the strong ones who peep at the secret alliance. Among them, there are even many people who are the masters of the thirteen halls, who are helping the flames.

Because when Meng fan entered the Imperial Palace, he was likely to die. Many of them were chess pieces and puppets buried by the Lord of the thirteen palaces. These secret moves are always on call. Once they get the news, they will walk around to let those who want the secret alliance to fall appear and surround the Dark Alliance.Although there is no action, although all hidden, but as long as Meng fan accident, the Dark Alliance will be the most violent attack.

But at this moment, when Meng fan's last words, "hurt each other!" When it spread all over the world and the Dark Alliance, all the people who had endless faith in Meng fan, or those who were extremely worried, laughed.

The whole dark League, roaring with laughter!

That laughter, actually also spread out, spread out, penetrated countless spaces.

Hidden around the eyes everywhere, quietly left a lot.

The twelve hall masters stared at Meng fan, speechless, and suddenly, the thick black death gas burst out from their bodies!

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