Supreme God King

There is no doubt that the white bones in front of me are what was left by the ancient **** dragon emperor. Although it is only a bone, Meng Fan dare not make any rash actions at this moment. The latter is absolutely terrifying and extraordinary. The real body is here, a slap is enough to make Meng Fan's body broken!

The strongest person in the old days between heaven and earth, once turned the North Cang spiritual realm into a bone for which the existence of surrender. At this moment, Meng Fan's whole body was tense, and his eyes were staring at the fast bone in front of him. Unconcealable heat flashed in his eyes.

In the next moment, Meng Fan stepped forward and said,

"Boy Meng Fan, go to senior's place with Xiao Hei, hoping to get advice from senior!"

The voice fell, resounding around the entire world, but there was no aura in response, and Meng Fan’s expression was immediately moved. Is there any prohibition? I said again,

"Senior, although I am not a dragon clan, the one beside me is a pure bloodbath dragon, enough to accept the inheritance of senior!"

However, when Meng Fan’s words came out, there were no more waves in the entire field. The hall was quiet. I don’t know how long it had passed, but there was no sound. Standing behind Meng Fan, Hu Niu was the same as Xiao Hei. She looked nervous, stared at this bone with wide eyes, and did not dare to make a sound.

After a few breaths, Xiaotian's playful voice suddenly came from Meng Fan's ear.

"Haha, amusing me to death. This guy has completely disappeared between the world and the earth. Only a bone that has been cultivated for a lifetime is left. Only the dragon can feel it. What are you muttering there!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan’s small face suddenly became exceptionally wonderful. Unexpectedly, the **** dragon emperor of the past was truly dead. He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly,

"Who knows what other methods these old monsters can have, I rely on... wasting little master's feelings."

"Hey, since they are all gone, then he is not terrible!"

Xiaotian sighed, obviously not unfamiliar with this kind of ancient existence, with a touch of sentimentality in his tone, after all, he is as powerful as he and the **** dragon emperor have been completely ruined in the long river of time.

In the next moment, Xiao Hei suddenly sent a message to Meng Fan, clearly telling Meng Fan that this keel had a great attraction to him, and wanted to step into it, accepting an inheritance that he didn't know.

After a moment of silence, Meng Fan nodded and said softly,

"be careful!"

After all, this is the ancestor of the Bloody Heavenly Dragon. It shouldn't do any harm to Xiao Hei, but accepting inheritance is also accompanied by danger. After all, the fast white bones contain the power of the **** dragon emperor. How overbearing.

Xiao Hei whimpered, and at the same time the dragon body began to fly towards the throne in front of him. After a few breaths, the whole person stepped on the throne in front of him. In the next moment, the white bones also appeared. A strange light.

The extremely powerful aura began to burst out, and at the same time the light spread, and a huge light group covered the surroundings, as if it was something activated, and instantly wrapped Xiao Hei in it, like a cicada pupa.

This light shrouded Meng Fan’s pupils suddenly, and it seemed that the keel of this **** heavenly dragon had a strange connection with Xiao Hei. I don’t know how far Xiao Hei will reach after accepting the inheritance. People look forward to it.

With a grin, the next moment Meng Fan suddenly noticed an ancient battle platform beside the huge throne. This battle platform was extremely domineering and gold-colored. It should have been an ancient god, once a **** dragon. The emperor’s weapon, and at this moment there is only a golden rune, which is ancient and immobile.

War pattern!

With a move in his heart, Meng Fan clearly understood that this should be the battle pattern that Tang Qingqing said, one of the fragments of the eighth-order divine object, was actually prevented from here, is there any weird secret in it?

Meng Fan stepped out and at the same time came between the war patterns. With a move of his white palm, he touched the war patterns in front of him at the same time. At the next moment, a breath of ancient vicissitudes came from Meng Fan's ears, without any pause, it appeared directly in Meng Fan's mind.

"This is the war intent left by me in my life. It is integrated into it. It is divided into two levels of prohibition. Open the first layer to master the divine object, but you need to resist my war intent and do not reach the peak of death. Don't touch it. , Otherwise... die!"

Suddenly, Meng Fan's eyes flashed, and he couldn't think that this was the last thing left by the **** dragon emperor. It had a great relationship with spiritual power, and it even contained the **** dragon emperor's war intent.

With a move of his palm, Meng Fan realized that no matter how strong he was, he couldn't shake the slightest trace of the war pattern in front of him. It seemed that if he wanted to take this thing out, he had to challenge the dragon emperor's fighting intent!

"If you don't try it, you will regret it later. It seems that you have to challenge it a bit!"

Meng Fan said softly, he simply reached the power of the peak of death, sitting cross-legged in the next moment, and at the same time the spiritual power in his body blended into it.

"Huniu, don't let people disturb us, just resist for a while!"

Hearing Meng Fan's words, Hu Niu nodded behind him. With a move of his small hand, a huge big hammer appeared, which was quite inconsistent with her petite figure. At the same time, Hu Niu's figure stood in the hall alone. Before, shouted,

"Don't worry, Hu Niu will be off, Wan Fu don't open!"

If such a serious look made Meng Fan see the inevitable forbearance, rubbing Hu Niu's hair fiercely, but at this moment, there is no mental power outside it.

At the moment when he touched the war pattern in front of him, all the spiritual power of the whole person suddenly entered into it and came into a golden world.

The empty world, heaven and earth, seemed to be nothingness. Only Meng Fan's mental power was in it. He could bear the strong pressure of the surrounding heaven and earth. Although he did not move, Meng Fan felt a great majesty at this moment.

Suddenly, the space between heaven and earth suddenly tore, a figure directly tore the space, and at the same time one person walked out of the void. He looked like a middle-aged man, with an ordinary appearance, but it was full of one. This unimaginable majesty, as if this person is the **** of heaven and earth, is extremely stalwart.

At the next moment, the middle-aged man took a step forward, staring at Meng Fan, while spitting out two words from his mouth.

"Kneel down!"

It was just two words, but it was like a thunder on the ground. The mental power of the directly bombarded Meng Fan trembled. Rather, this was the body that was condensed by mental power, and it was also trembling and difficult to control.

In the latter's words, there seemed to be a force for which he had to do it. Meng Fan's spirit trembled, his soul power suffered heavy damage, and at the same time the whole body felt like he could not help kneeling towards the person in front of him.

After gritting his teeth, Meng Fan steadily stabilized his mental power and resisted the mighty majesty of the middle-aged man in front of him. You must know that for Meng Fan, kneeling down on someone is even more uncomfortable than killing him. .

"Ok!"

When the middle-aged man's expression moved, he strode out immediately, his figure was above the mid-air, and the surrounding world was squeezed towards Meng Fan, as if a mighty force was in his body, and Mount Tai was pressing on the top. Being directly imprisoned in this space, it is difficult to move.

"I am the Dragon Emperor between heaven and earth. If you let you kneel down, you must kneel down, or you will die!"

The words are like thunder, bombarding Meng Fan’s mind, but it has a huge penetrating power. It is the death that Meng Fan’s mental power reaches, but under this sound, it is directly collected and dispersed, and the whole person’s seven orifices There was blood flowing in between.

Even if he has reached the half-step Tianyuan, the pinnacle of death, he is still a leader among the younger generation, but the middle-aged man facing this moment is still difficult to extricate himself, even all his previous confidence was crushed by it. .

Obviously this middle-aged man is the strongest between heaven and earth. His aura is too strong and domineering to be able to possess such majesty. A thought here is to make it difficult for Meng Fan to support his knees. He wants to Kneel in front of the person in front of you.

"Roar!"

Between the electric light and flint, at the moment when Meng Fan couldn't hold on, a huge roar suddenly sounded from his throat, like a dying beast.

With all the spiritual power surging, Meng Fan's eyes stared at the middle-aged man in the sky, but he desperately resisted, letting the seven orifices bleed without hesitation.

Beneath it, the surrounding area of ​​Meng Fan's body was suddenly completely covered by golden light at this moment, and his breath did not move, as if an old monk entered concentration, but the spiritual power in his sea of ​​consciousness was disappearing little by little, constantly being consumed. .

Once all the mental power disappeared completely, it would mean that Meng Fan completely dissipated between the world and the earth, becoming a walking dead.

"How is it possible? It seems that there is a secret in this war pattern. This dragon emperor turned out to incorporate a bit of his own fighting intent into it.

Meng Fan, now I can only rely on you, come on, since I chose, the Burning Order is in your hands, you also shoulder a responsibility, don't let us down! "

In his arms, the shadow of the small tower flickered, and Xiaotian's extremely worried voice came. Obviously, he clearly understood this moment with his eyesight.

Today's Meng Fan is caught in a critical moment of life and death. This kind of mental power may disappear at any time. One carelessness is to step into **** and be invincible. After all, this kind of soul power test comes from the strong one in the past. By.

However, at the next moment, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the peaceful hall.

"Boy Meng Fan, get out of here, I must kill you today to feed the dog!"