I only came when I became an emperor with golden fingers

"Who?" The man seemed to have noticed Meng Chuan's gaze. After all, Meng Chuan didn't hide himself. The man opened his eyes, looked to this side, and asked.

"A human?" The man was a little surprised, how did a human enter the Demon Emperor's Palace?

"Who are you?" The man asked again, with all his mana raised, he was very vigilant.

"It's just a passing card." Meng Chuan said lightly, and reported another vest.

If you want to get along well, how can you have less vests?

In Meng Chuan's eyes, that man was a huge and gorgeous peacock with five seemingly absent feathers in red, green, yellow, white, and black on the tail, which penetrated into brilliance and were extremely heavy.

Peacock demon king, too far away.

"What are you going to do when you enter the Demon Emperor's Palace?" Tai Li was very vigilant, you just passed by and entered the Demon Emperor's Palace as a human being?As for Meng Chuan's vest, Tai Li didn't care.

It's just a weird name.

"Walk around." Meng Chuan glanced around. He was too far away from where he was, and time and space were fixed. There should be someone. No, there was a demon to help him and let him heal.

"Human beings..." Taili wanted to say something, but Meng Chuan glanced at him indifferently, causing Taili's cold sweat to drip all over his body in an instant.

The dharma body is sluggish, the primordial spirit is dim, and the injury is getting worse.

"Noisy." Meng Chuan said calmly, then looked away, panting heavily as he was too far away as if he had received an amnesty.

Outside, the coercive demon king Taili, who overwhelmed the kingdoms, was almost killed by Meng Chuan at a glance.

Meng Chuan didn't care about Taili anymore, he didn't enter the Demon Emperor's Palace because of this little peacock.

If this was not the Demon Emperor's Palace, and Tai Li didn't have the Demon Saint Spear in his hand, he would have died just now.

The key point is the demon holy gun. In the demon emperor's hall dominated by the current "demon emperor", the holder of the demon-killing holy gun may arouse some thoughts of the "demon emperor".

Taili watched Meng Chuan leave, the horror in his eyes could not dissipate for a long time.

"When did human beings produce such a strong man?"

Taili finds it unbelievable, Tianxian?No way!

What kind of immortal could almost kill him with one glance in the Demon Emperor's Palace?

It is impossible for the medieval overlord and the Fat Tiger Taoist who overwhelmed the overlord!

It can only be a legend!

Tai Li swallowed his saliva. In the first world, the relationship between humans and demons is not so harmonious. There is a legend in the current human race, and the days of the demon race...

But in this era, how can there be legends living in the world!

Taili couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to break his peacock head!More than that, he couldn't figure it out with the five colorful peacock feathers on his ass!

Meng Chuan took a few more steps forward. Suddenly, Meng Chuan stopped, and he heard the sound of the door opening.

Just like the sound of pushing open the gate of the Demon Emperor's Palace when he came in.

In front of Meng Chuan, a figure appeared out of thin air, with a majestic body, overwhelming the world, and purple thunder and lightning crackling all over his body.

Looking at that person, looking at those domineering but startled eyes, Meng Chuan laughed.

He found it.

Chapter 342 The Legendary Severance

In the Middle Ages, in the palace where the overlord lived.

The Xuannv of the Five Dynasties nestled in the arms of the Overlord, looking at the man she loved deeply.

"Husband, those dharma bodies often gather together, planning something."

The Xuannv of the Five Dynasties touched the Overlord's hard, chiseled face, she was a little worried.

It's not about worrying about the threat that group of Dharma Bodies can pose to the Overlord.

Instead, worry about the invisible danger behind it.

Overlord patted on the back of Xuannv of the Five Dynasties, comforting her, "Don't worry, my husband has already proved himself a legend, and a few dharma bodies can pose no threat to me."

The Xuannv of the Five Dynasties looked into Bawang's eyes, which contained the same confidence and tenderness towards herself as before.

The Xuannv of the Five Dynasties suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, smiled softly, and hugged the Overlord tightly.

Overlord put his hand on the head of Xuannv of the Five Dynasties, he raised his head, the confidence and tenderness in his eyes disappeared, and there was only coldness and murderous intent.

"Thunder God, Ananda, Haotian..." Overlord read out these names one by one in his heart.

Don't say it in your heart now, even if you say it, you won't be noticed by the Demon Buddha. The seal suffered by the Demon Buddha is a very thorough seal, the kind that can't reveal any miracles.

Because for the other side, if a little bit of power can be manifested, it means getting out of trouble.

"I don't know how Brother Fat Tiger is doing recently." Thinking of Ananda and the things he was about to face, Overlord thought of Meng Chuan.

"I knew that you have always remembered Fat Tiger Daoist in your heart." The fifth generation Xuannv said quietly: "Sometimes, when you talk in your sleep at night, you will call Fat Tiger's name."

"Ah? Is there?" Overlord was taken aback for a moment, he can still talk in sleep at this level?

As for why Bawang still sleeps at this level, Bawang has five generations of Xuannv as wives, why doesn't he sleep?

"Pfft!"

The Xuannv of the Five Dynasties laughed, "Of course not!"

"Take it as a joke?" Overlord smiled, buried his worries, picked up the fifth generation Xuannv, and walked in.

It's a sunny day, but the spirit of spring is strong. The next thing is too long, so I'll skip it.

……

The Xuannv of the Five Dynasties fell asleep, and the Overlord walked out of the palace alone, his face sinking like water.

Overlord wandered between heaven and earth, feeling a little emotional for a while.

"Ugh."

The indomitable Overlord actually sighed. After seeing the surrounding scene clearly, the Overlord was a little surprised.

"East China Sea?"

……

"meet again."

Meng Chuan walked towards Bawang with a smile, and Bawang also walked towards him.

"I thought there would be no chance to meet again in this life." Overlord was very impressed with Meng Chuan, he was the only one who could be his opponent.

And those words he said to himself last time.

Meng Chuan paused, and he heard something from Bawang's words.

Bawang took the initiative to hug Meng Chuan. Bawang is such a person. People who don't know each other and are not regarded by Bawang only think that Bawang is conceited or even arrogant, and has no one in his eyes.

Bawang's sense of Meng Chuan is very complicated. This is a very strong opponent, plus what Meng Chuan once said to Bawang.

Meng Chuan can be said to be Bawang's first friend.

However, Meng Chuan sniffed his nose, frowned, looked at Bawang and said, "Do you smell like a woman?"

Overlord looked at Meng Chuan strangely, "I have a wife."

"Oh!" Meng Chuan suddenly realized, "That's all right."

"Don't you?" Overlord looked at Meng Chuan's reaction and asked curiously.

"..." Do you know how to speak?What do you mean I don't have it?

Why do you say such things in such a natural tone, bastard!

Meng Chuan calmed down, sat down with Bawang, and talked for a while.

The Overlord knew that Meng Chuan was not from the Middle Ages. After he proved the legend in the past, the Overlord knew it.

But it didn't affect him.

"You have also told the story."

Overlord looked at Meng Chuan with a little sigh and joy.

When we met in the past, Fat Tiger was just a cultivator, but now he has proved himself a legend.

"Just prove a legend in about four years." Meng Chuan said modestly: "So-so, so-so, not worth mentioning."

Since Meng Chuan left last time and came back now, about four years have passed in the real world of the current node.

Then Meng Chuan said in a natural tone: "You didn't spend more than four years from building a foundation in a hundred days to proving your own legend?"

"No way, no way? It's not true that there are people who have been practicing for four years and can't prove their own legends, Bawang, do you think there will be such a person?"

"If there is such a person, it would be too lucrative." Meng Chuan winked at Bawang, "Do you think Bawang?"

Overlord took a deep breath, Brother Fat Tiger still hasn't changed at all, the same as before.

It was still the same as he remembered.

"Keng!"

Jue Dao appeared in Bawang's hand and slashed down horizontally, with a fierce look about to split Meng Chuan into two pieces.

Meng Chuan stepped back with a smile, and avoided the knife with one step.

"Overlord, you are in a hurry."

"Fat Tiger, come to fight!" Overlord ignored Meng Chuan's topic, and the three years they had been together made him understand a truth.

When talking to Fat Tiger, you can't follow his rhythm, let alone be dragged into his field of expertise by him!

Listening to the Overlord's invitation to fight, Meng Chuan laughed loudly.

"If you want to fight, then..."

"war!"

The unfulfilled battles of the past years will be brought to an end today!

Jue Dao was swung out, and a layer of purple thunder universe was opened up with the light of the sword, and it was destroyed in an instant.

Carrying the great power to open up the heavens and worlds, he slashed across with a sword.

Meng Chuan stretched out his hands, like fairy gold and jade, indestructible and indestructible!

The hands became a little transparent, and there was a little light inside, which was a square universe, a square world.

The heavens and the worlds come to me!

Meng Chuan received the knife with his palm, and the endless storm broke out violently with the collision point as the center.

If it is placed in the starry sky of Myriad Realms, this collision will destroy a universe.

However, the Demon Emperor's Palace is the Divine Soldier of the Other Shore, so there is no problem.

"Not bad, not bad." Overlord laughed boldly, approaching Meng Chuan, with sword and fist.

The surrounding void exploded, time was overturned, everything returned to chaos, and the overlord charged into the sky, like a chaotic god and demon who had walked out of the chaos before the sky opened.

The chaos is split by the blade light, the clear and turbid qi are separated, the world is destroyed and the world is born, the law does not exist, and everything ends.

Meng Chuan stepped out, and the sky swayed, and an illusory long river emerged in the chaos, the order was reset, everything returned to time, and no one could jump out.

Chaos gods and demons can't do it either!

Chaos and order are colliding, disappearing silently, but it makes people feel scalp tingling, depressing to the point of going crazy.

"You still have so many tricks!" Overlord said with a smile, is this a confrontation with him?

The overlord's figure became taller, towering above the sky, compared to ordinary people, he was like dust.

The huge Dharma image reveals a sense of indestructibility, indestructibility, and eternity.

At the foot of the Dao Thunder Dragon emerges, under the knife are the corpses of the Buddhas, and the shadow of the Emperor of Heaven is swaying behind him.

Take a closer look, that Heavenly Emperor has the same face as the Overlord!

Seeing the Overlord's methods, Meng Chuan smiled brightly.

"Why, use such tricks on me?"

"It's all about killing chickens with a sledgehammer!" Bawang joked.