One quarter of the stone tablet of the underworld!

Although this result is a bit bad, it is already quite good for Meng Fan.

Besides, the interests of him and the Taishang Taoist are now consistent, because if the existence of the God Hidden Giant is always full of energy and active in the world, it would be too troublesome. He actually did not expect to kill them, but could cause them to severely hurt them. This would be enough to give him enough time to face the battle of the source of heavens.

Otherwise, they would be able to come at any time, which made Meng Fan have to be careful, but he had no way to defend himself.

Now both the Zen Palace and the Underworld must disappear for a while. None of the five giants will be beaten in this battle. The price they pay is that they must quickly recover themselves, even if they have secret methods.

It will be difficult to make any difference within these ten years.

And this period of time happened to be Meng Fan's reason for that war.

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There is really not much time left for him, not much more!

After leaving this world, Meng Fan was not in a hurry to return to the Ten Thousand Realms, because he was not seriously injured now and urgently needed to clean up himself and completely wipe out the breath of Taichu and Tai'a Dao Ren in his body.

Another important point is that he is actually very eager to observe the underworld.

Because it is related to Ruoshuiyi, how can he not be in a hurry?

It just feels like he can't wait for a moment, because he has already.

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Waited for thousands of years, waited for endless years.

So Meng Fan casually found a location in the Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms, sat quietly on a mountain peak, located at the top of the sea, absorbing the power of the sky and replenishing himself, and at the same time, he was completely immersed in this underworld monument.

In the past, he had actually seen the underworld stele, and absorbed the memorial intentions in it, and entered the stage of the great way of transformation.

However, there is the pleasure of having a dark monument in his hand. At this moment, the dark monument was taken into the sea of ​​consciousness by Meng Fan. Its endless spiritual consciousness was surrounded by the stone monument, entangled bit by bit, carefully analyzing the power in it, and thinking about the method of using the dark monument that Taishang Taoist said.

method!

Everything pays attention to one method, especially in the face of things that no one can do since the birth of this path of divine hiddenness, and a method is needed.

If it is an ordinary person, he does not even have the qualification to participate, but after so long and so hard work, Meng Fan finally has this qualification.

And he has found the right path. In the next few days, he has recovered himself while comprehending the stone tablet and deducing possible methods.

It took a full half month to open Meng Fan's eyes for the first time, and a trace of splendor flashed deep in his eyes.

The power of the underworld is indeed unpredictable.

He only absorbed some of the memorial intentions in the beginning, but now he truly controlled this stone tablet to know how terrible this dark monument was. No wonder Taichu, the Taishang Taoist, beaten to the death because of this stone tablet, and his brother turned against each other.

It is indeed a power he has never seen before. Once he controls it, it is equivalent to controlling the source of the unfathomable power of heaven and earth. If he amplifies it through himself, then in the end it is.

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It shook the earth and crushed everything.

The source of power comes from the depths of Wuhai. According to Meng Fan's speculation, there was only one reason why there was a mysterious existence in Wuhai who sent the stone tablet over, that is, the stone tablet contains the seeds of power, and any mystery can evolve endlessly. Then staying between this world is the best book for countless practitioners.

By comprehending it, you will be able to continue to grow.

Including this stone tablet, it has been extremely helpful to Meng Fan now, and he can draw too many changes in his own cultivation path from it. Even his devouring martial arts changed little by little after comprehending this dark monument.

This is the terror of the seed of power. It is not a complete force, but a path to the end.

No wonder Taichu, Taia completely believed that he could finally reach the end of martial arts, because if he kept comprehending this mystery and walking along this path, he would indeed seem to have seen the most original thing in the world, until the ultimate meaning of that true great way.

However, Meng Fan did not waver at all. All roads lead to Rome. His martial arts are completely his own summary. Other external objects are absorbed. However, Meng Fan believes that he is right because what others belong to after all. Meng Fan never lives in the shadow of others throughout his life.

What he wants to do is to absorb everything and all the available things to help himself and condense an unprecedented martial art that belongs only to his own martial arts.

The eternal blue sky, I am the only one, this is it.

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Meng Fan!

"But this power can really revive my sister!"

Meng Fan whispered to himself, looking up at the galaxy. In a place where no one knew, this generation of supreme god king, the supreme emperor, also had a trace of loneliness in his eyes, which looked particularly sad. No one could say how many years he worked hard, how many years he had worked hard, and how much he had paid for this goal.

However, now he finally saw a glimmer of hope. In such a short time, he used the stone tablet in his hand to infer a secret method.

As long as his power reaches a certain level and activates the power of heaven, and with the help of this stone tablet as a medium, it may be possible to penetrate everything.

It made Meng Fan seem to be able to see the familiar smiling face, smiling at him, charming all living beings.

However, it is indeed as the Taishang Taoist said, it seems that just one quarter of the stone tablet seems to be really not enough. At least he has hope to obtain another quarter of the stone tablet again in his hands. Of course, Meng Fan still needs to try all this, after all, everything is just speculation.

But with this glimmer of hope, it was enough that Meng Fan's eyes burned with endless fighting spirit.

"Stone tablet, Taichu, Taia, Taia, Taishang!"

Meng Fan sighed softly, and from a distance, he was the only figure above this lonely peak, which seemed particularly lonely.

Another half month has passed, and Meng Fan has always been here, tidying up his own methods while repairing himself.

Fortunately, the original injury was not too serious. According to his current methods, even in this path of divine hiddenness, everything between heaven and earth can be used by him and transformed his strength. Therefore, in this short period of time, Meng Fan's breath became much more peaceful and steady.

And after this battle, the martial arts changes in Meng Fan's body were once again raised to a higher level.

You should know that his opponent is Taichu, Tai A Daoren, a supreme giant standing at the top of the God Hidden Road. In this duel, the inspiration and experience given to Meng Fan is unparalleled. He has never had such an opportunity for many years.

This kind of war is too rare, and it is also the best time to seek breakthroughs between life and death.

After several battles, Meng Fan truly realized the horror of this level of strong man. The methods of Taoist Taichu were as if they were engraved in his heart.

Now Meng Fan absorbed all his experience through this battle, and with the help of this quarter of the stone tablet, he was a great supplement, allowing him to condense his martial arts again and improve his level.

Just a small step away was enough for Meng Fan to be happy. On the contrary, it is estimated that the old monk Gao Da, Taichu and others were crying in his palace at this moment.

However, just as Meng Fan calmed down and carefully repaired himself, suddenly, his eyes couldn't help but notice outside the sky of Cangshan.

Now the place where he is is the highest point of this land, which is a space that has not been reached at all, and a pole. However, in the distance, there is a figure getting closer and closer to Meng Fan, obviously.

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Come for him!

Meng Fan narrowed his eyes, Pan Xi sat on the mountain without saying anything.

This figure was getting closer and closer, and finally fell in front of Meng Fan. At first glance, it was a small monkey, all gray, and there was an endless strange fluctuation in his body, which made Meng Fan unable to see clearly in a short time. It was obvious that this person should be a strong man who had stepped into the ranks of the God King, and was extraordinary.

But the monkey who came here should be his clone. Meng Fan felt too much power in his body.

"Who are you!"

Meng Fan said calmly that the other party was able to find him, which obviously had a plan, which made him very curious.

Now in this path to the hidden gods, the five giants were seriously injured and fled by him. They were so pitiful. Now there are still people who dare to come to him!

If the other party is not a lunatic, then I'm afraid.

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Just have confidence!

"Hehehe..."

Facing the germination, the monkey was not panicked, and smiled softly and said,

"I'm called Kunyu, and I'm also one of the roads of the divine hidden... Old man, I've heard of Your Excellency Meng Fan's name for a long time. What I saw today is indeed worthy of reputation. What a powerful aura, no wonder I can beat the two old guys in the underworld to throw away their armor!"

It seems that the other party knows!

Meng Fan didn't feel too much strangeness. It was not difficult for him to know this at his level. He said calmly,

"You're welcome, don't say anything, your origin!"

"happy!"

The monkey nodded, his eyes deep, and then said one by one,
To be continued...