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Chapter 861

Everyone knew what the tremors from the Wangchuan River flowing above everyone's heads represented.

It was precisely because of this that even Xie Bi'an was full of vigilance.

At the same time, the coercion that came at the same time shocked everyone's hearts, because everyone knew what it meant.

Even Meng Po, who had been leaning on the stone pillar of the Hall of Bones and closed her eyes to meditate, slowly opened her dark eyes, with an extremely complicated look in them, relief, unwillingness, and sternness.

It's hard to imagine that Po Meng, who has spent thousands of years on the Qingshi Bridge, now has an unprecedented killing intent on her face.

And the strength it displayed, even Xie Bi'an couldn't believe it.

Gu Yan's eyes widened even more as he looked at the person in front of him who he thought he was familiar with, whose aura was constantly rising.

"Senior, you."

What happened to Granny Meng was far more than that. In addition to the soaring aura, even her hunched body gradually stood upright, and even the skin on her face, which was like dead tree bark, also changed in the blink of an eye. Rejuvenated.

Standing in front of everyone at this moment, there is no half of the appearance of that old lady Meng, the ghost king who has always been hunched over and watching countless people on the bluestone bridge with a pair of dim triangular eyes, and now he has suddenly become a graceful woman. beautiful woman.

In terms of appearance alone, he is on par with Gu Yan, and his aura is far superior to Xie Bi'an's at the moment.

"Hmph, why don't you recognize my old lady?"

Seeing Po Meng's rejuvenated appearance, Fan Wujiu said the same thing.

"How dare you admit it!"

"Hmph, in order to paralyze that Yan Luo, I could only seal myself up on the Qingshi bridge and show people my original appearance."

"Over time, Yan Luo has relaxed his attention to me, which is why we have this situation today."

"Senior, tall, it really is tall"

Fan Wuzhuo spoke out, but just as he said that, the vibration from the Wangchuan River above his head became more intense.

As if a pair of invisible big hands were about to tear apart the monstrous yellow-brown river, it was obvious that Yan Luo, who had completely refined the Heart of Nine Serenity, couldn't wait to use them to make an example of others.

Wang Chuanhe, the last natural barrier that could be defended, was about to lose its effect, but Xu Ming, who spent a lot of soul power, still failed to complete the fusion of the three.

But with this imminent situation, there is no time to continue waiting for Xu Ming.

Besides, at this moment Xu Ming has entered a mysterious state like an epiphany, so no one dares to disturb him easily.

Granny Meng also waved her hand slightly, and moved Xu Ming into the old bone hall.

Immediately, his pair of eyes looked at the Wangchuan River flowing above his head, and then murmured.

"Finally got this far"

Although Fan Wujiu lost his right arm, the strength of the ghost king is still there. Besides, he doesn't want to live in vain, and wants to die with Xie Bi'an.

Gu Yan originally wanted to make a move but was blocked by Granny Meng.
"Senior, why is this, the combination of my illusion and reality combined with your illusion can still affect Yan Luo for a while."

"No, you have more important things to do than me"

As Meng Po said, she pointed in the direction of the ancient Hall of Bones.

"Senior, you mean?"

"That's right, as long as this kid can complete the three fusions before we die, then there is still room for change."

"So one more you and one less you, even if you think about it, it won't be able to have any influence on Yan Luo who has completely refined the heart of the Nine Nethers."

"Can"

Gu Yan still wanted to say, but the Wangchuan River floating above his head had already been torn open by a huge force.

Above the opening, two figures loomed.

The rejuvenated Meng Po, Xie Bian, and Fan Wujiu looked at each other, and the three of them also moved towards the huge crack that appeared in the Wangchuan River.

As soon as the three of them came out of the crack, the palpitating fists rushed towards them.

Seeing this, Meng Po also handed out a palm of spring wind and rain. This palm looks soft but contains monstrous power.

The moment the fists and palms met, the one who couldn't control his back was the Prison King.

On the other hand, Po Meng, it was nothing more than the momentary surge of the Wangchuan River behind her.

what!
Meng Po's strength is so powerful, even Xie Bi'an did not expect this scene.

At this moment, Yan Luo, who seemed to have completely refined the Nine Nether Heart in his body, slowly appeared in front of everyone with a treacherous smile.

His pair of teasing eyes swept over the three of them, and he said immediately.

"Oh, it seems that you have hidden a hand."

What Yan Luo was referring to was of course Gu Yan who had disappeared and Xu Ming who he cared most about. He looked at the Wangchuan River that was always flowing beside him, and he knew where Xu Ming was after thinking about it.

"Hmph, what you're doing is all useless. I'll stop him after I've taken care of you guys."

When Yan Luo spoke, his whole body was covered with astonishing coercion. Obviously, the state of perfect combination with the Nine Nether Heart in his body had already raised his overall strength by more than one level.

When his eyes passed over Meng Po, the playful smile on his face became even more serious.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I would have the chance to see your face today."

"I didn't expect that I would keep this secret until today."

"It's all my fault. I was soft-hearted and failed to kill you, and I was deceived by your old lady's face."

"But today I won't be soft-hearted. It will be a disaster to keep you by my side."

After Yan Luo finished speaking, the prison king next to him also shot again.

Seeing this, Xie Bi'an just wanted to draw his sword, but Granny Meng at the side stopped him.

I saw him slightly raising his hand to volley towards Prison King Kong Kong, and the river of Wangchuan flowing beside everyone suddenly surged up and turned into a giant palm volleying to hold Prison King in his hand.

Even with his cast-iron body and extremely tyrannical strength, the Prison King couldn't break free from the terrifying restraint of Wang Chuanhe's huge palm for a while.

Seeing this, although an undetectable look flashed across Yan Luo's face, he still spoke.

"I didn't expect that you would merge yourself into this Wangchuanhe!"

"This is the only way I can think of to compete with you"

Facing Yan Luo's questioning, Meng Po answered calmly as usual.

But you have to know that the danger of merging yourself with the Wangchuan River is self-evident. Even Xie Bi'an keeps a respectful distance from this Wangchuan River, so one can imagine the danger contained in this seemingly ordinary Wangchuan River.

And in order to compete with Yan Luo, Meng Po dared to take such a risk.

For a while, Xie Bi'an was also in awe of him!
(End of this chapter)