c_t;Despair!

Countless pictures flashed by, billions of creatures cried, countless geniuses from ancient times fought and finally... fell!

These scenes appeared in Meng Fan's mind, as strong as his mind was as clenched, his fists were clenched, his blood slowly appeared, and his lips were torn.

Yue Han was even more unbearable, sweating all over his body, and trembling. At this moment, she sat directly on the ground and could not bear it.

Not to mention Yue Han, even Meng Fan couldn't believe it, because if this scene was true, it would mean too much.

Since ancient times, countless powerful gods have joined forces and cannot confront the Thirteen Lords of the Forbidden Area Hall, which means that the latter is the highest martial arts and the strongest law between heaven and earth.

In this case, the battle against Wandi in the forbidden area will be a slaughter. Everyone in Wandi has no chance of winning at all. If this scene is heard, it will cause such an uproar. It will probably cause the despair of countless strong people in the Wandi!

Even as Meng Fan hoped that this scene was not true, a deep sense of powerlessness spread around.

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This kind of confrontation is only above theory, but in this kind of confrontation, there are countless divine essences added together in ancient times, and it is impossible to eliminate these eighteen layers of black death energy.

There are twenty-two ancient god kings combined together, and many sacred three-level powerful men from heaven and earth, but... nothing more than failure!

"If this is the case... what's the point of our struggle!"

Yue Han murmured, his tone trembling, and his speech was a little unsightly at this moment.

"No!"

Standing there, Meng Fan spit out a word and said coldly,

"What is the battle between us monks? So what if we die? I don't believe it. Even though this Divine Yuan Tower failed to fight so many people, I still don't believe that they can't fight. Since they can do it in the path of cultivation, why can't we do it? We are born free, who stands on a high ground!"

The tone is sonorous and full of determination!

Even though he saw this scene with his own eyes, his mind was only shaken in an instant. But after a moment, Meng Fan had returned to normal and his original mind was the same.

If the confrontation is useless, then what is martial arts?

If you can only wait for death, then what to do in practice!

For Meng Fan, this has always been the case. Even though the enemies he faces are extremely powerful, he is just an ant in his eyes, but even an ant is intent to resist. Even if he dies, he can only fight!

The eyes gradually became clear, and Meng Fan's own mind was stronger. Perhaps others had lost their minds when they saw this, and the forbidden area was too strong, but for Meng Fan, it made him have a stronger belief in wanting to be strong. Only by controlling the most powerful force can he be able to suppress everything. ()

The sound fell, causing Yue Han to gradually react, his expression returned to his eyes. He glanced at Meng Fan, and there was an inexplicable smell deep in his eyes.

Although the two sides are enemies and will never stop until death, they wish Meng Fanyuehan could get over it immediately, but now they have to admit the latter's strength.

Meng Fan was able to roam the world and was hailed as the number one genius in the world. It was definitely not a puffer that Meng Fan was able to roam the world. Just because of this kind of invincible attitude, my self-righteous aura was already very admirable.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a stalemate between the two sides, perhaps Yue Han would have a feeling of being in love with the heroes of the times.

kindness?!

Just the next moment, Meng Fan's expression moved and he carefully stared at the Diyu Avenue of the martial arts stone tablet. All the mental power in his body was concentrated on it, which immediately caused Yue Han's expression to change suddenly.

"This Emperor Yu martial arts...is alive!"

Meng Fan growled, and he had discovered something, even though his tone was filled with tremor.

He has actually been in this divine essence tower for ten years. He has seen many martial arts left by the former divine essence powerhouses in the stone tablets, but this kind of martial arts is not very helpful to Meng Fan.

Because it is only replicated in this stone tablet, although it can defeat it, understand its operation, and even make it surrender, it is just an illusion after all, showing the power of the former strong man that day, leaving it here forever, with his breath.

However, after careful exploration, Meng Fan suddenly discovered that this Emperor Yu Avenue was different from other martial arts, because what flowed was the pure power of vitality, and the runes were flashing, flowing like a river. It was not replicated here, but a martial arts of... a real powerful man in the third realm of the Divine Yuan!

Di Yu, Emperor Sect!

Thinking quickly in his heart, Meng Fan finally realized that the former leader of the Emperor's Sect should have died between the world, but even if the strong man of that level died, he had countless means, including extracting his life's martial arts and placing them in this divine soul tower.

What a martial arts of a true powerhouse of the third realm of the Divine Yuan, what is this? It is simply a microcosm of his lifelong cultivation. Once he swallows it into his own body, it will be stronger than Meng Fan's experience for many years.

The perception is just observation and speculation, but now this martial arts is alive. Once the things left by the real generation of powerful Di Yu can completely compatible with himself, it may be a powerful initiation for his own martial arts, and it will have a qualitative change and improvement!

Such things are supreme opportunities and are no longer comparable to anything in the world, because this thing itself is priceless. How few strong people have entered the three realms of divine essence between the world, especially the living martial arts that they have left behind.

It seems that Di Yu left this thing in the Divine Yuan Tower back then. Although in order to fight against the Thirteenth Palace Master, he did not want others to obtain it, so he left the Emperor's Sect with the Emperor's Sect, and sent it directly to teleport it here to get such an opportunity.

No wonder Yue Han had to practice for a while before, in order to improve himself, strengthen his martial arts to a level, and then come to obtain this supreme treasure, integrate himself, and make his martial arts stronger.

After reacting, Meng Fan grabbed it directly without saying a word.

"Meng Fan, you dare!"

On the side, Yuehan screamed, his tone was cold!

"What's the point!"

Meng Fan sneered. The Emperor's Sect was about to kill him, so he had no hesitation and had to collect the treasures of his generation's sect leader.

In just a moment, Meng Fan's big hand fell and turned into a mountain-like palm print, completely surrounding the Emperor's Feather Avenue, and a domineering manner that controls everything surged between his five fingers.

When things reached this point, Yue Han calmed down with a cold face, stared at Meng Fan, and said a few words coldly.

"Zhang Qixian, take action!"

The tone is cold and the way to speak is as follows!

Suddenly, a wave of air came from behind Meng Fan, penetrated everything, and at a glance, you could see a supreme palm shadow hit Meng Fan's back heart. Five fingers attacked, and the world was lost. A kind of domineering ruler who came in person to wipe out the eight wildernesses was extremely vivid. Even Meng Fan had to give up grabbing the master of the Emperor's Feather Avenue and turn around and punch!

Bang!

In the air, the Emperor's Fist collided with this handprint. Meng Fan and the man who took action did not attack again. At the same time, he felt the opponent's strength. Standing on his body, the man appeared, so naturally Zhang Qixian!

"Meng Fan!"

The two words were spit out from Zhang Qixian's teeth, filled with endless hatred.

Before, she was blown away by Meng Fan's palm and penetrated her body. If Zhang Qixian had not had an extremely powerful body, she might have died like that. She naturally became even more angry with Meng Fan. The previous hatreds and hatreds were added together. Now, when Zhang Qixian saw Meng Fan's eyes, she wanted to kill him immediately, and she hated him to the extreme;!

When the enemy meets, they are extremely jealous!

Seeing Zhang Qixian appear, Meng Fan sighed softly and said helplessly,

"I knew Yue Han had a conspiracy. It seems that this Emperor Feather Pearl is more than just one, right?"

"good!"

In the sky, Yue Han sneered,

"Your reaction is quite fast. There are indeed two Emperor Feather Pearls, divided into male and female, one in my hands and the other in Zhang Qixian's hands. Unfortunately, you didn't kill me before. Although you have arrived at this eighteenth floor, you never have a chance again, because you are going to die here!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Fan smiled undeniably and said in a deep voice,

"You think he can kill me?"

"You can kill or not, just try it out!"

With a breath, Zhang Qixian said coldly,

"Meng Fan, I have said before that the number one genius in the world is me. What kind of thing do you think you are, but if you kill you today, then no one will mention you again. Remember, there is only one genius between this world, that is me, Zhang Qixian!"

The voice fell, and the Dharma followed him. Zhang Qixian's body turned into a shadow and headed straight for Meng Fan. When the world moved, the world was cold, and the ghosts and gods were shocked!

In just a moment, Zhang Qixian's figure arrived. Although he was also only at the sacred level of cultivation, his whole body became extremely powerful when he was in a violent state. A overwhelming pressure came to Meng Fan, which made him feel a trembling mind and instinctively felt a strange power in Zhang Qixian's body!

"Give me death, Meng Fan!"

Zhang Qixian roared and slashed his handprints. At the same time, the vitality boiled between his body and filled the world. At the same time, if a strong man could find it carefully, he could see it. It was like an ancient killing formation, calling himself the world, surrounding it, as if there were billions of creatures crying, and the world was like killing... a terrible artistic conception!

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