Supreme God King

In the endless chaos, there is a darkness. I don’t know how many years and how long has passed. It seems that I have been plunged into such darkness forever. It is finally accompanied by a pair of eyes slowly opening, a slight tingling, feeling To this ray of sunshine between heaven and earth.

"It hurts!"

Under a forest, a soft whisper came out slowly. This is an extremely luxuriant ancient forest, where it seems to have been multiplied for thousands of years. The forest is as large as five people, everywhere. It is fallen leaves, looks lush and lush, but the sunlight is covered by them, scattered scattered.

The entire woods were endless and extremely calm, but now there was an unidentified person with white hair, ragged clothes, and blood stains all over his body, as if he had already died.

And there were several ancient beasts coming everywhere around it, but after approaching the white-haired young man's 100 meters away, there was a feeling of trembling all over, instinctively chose to avoid this place.

Because even though this person is motionless, there is a vaguely violent atmosphere between himself, which is a natural majesty to these beasts, and he does not dare to approach.

The tiger falls to Pingyang, but the remaining power is still there!

After a few breaths, the white-haired young man finally sat up reluctantly, leaning on a big tree, his mouth cracked, and at the same time his mental power was running, he began to explore, such a familiar face, impressively. ...Meng Fan!

In the teleportation tunnel, Meng Fan's figure was directly moved, and he didn't know what was going on. Now he just checked his mental power all over his body and knew that the injury this time was extremely serious.

The mental power is weak, the bones of his body are cracked every inch, and there is a lot of internal bleeding. If it weren't for the body and will of Meng Fan in the past, he would have died thousands of times when he was replaced by someone else!

But at the next moment, the sea of ​​consciousness shook, and an ancient vitality fluctuation had already spread, and it was a method of burning the sky. At this moment, the latter appeared in front of Meng Fan's eyes with a special mark.

"This is... Elder Zuwen gave it to me before he left?"

His pupils shrank, and Meng Fan quickly incorporated his only trace of mental power into it. This thing was transmitted by Zuwen before Meng Fan entered the Sea of ​​Exile, but this thing was too small, even Mo Tianji's kind. The strong are not aware of it.

After a few breaths, Meng Fan opened his eyes, his eyes flickered, but he had already fully understood the causes and consequences of all his coma afterwards.

"This should be... the sea of ​​exile!"

With a lightly squeezed five fingers, Meng Fan's thoughts were tumbling, and this information contained all the information that Zuwen had told him. Unexpectedly, it was spread to a strange space that could not be stepped out at all, and might even be trapped forever. Among them.

But for Meng Fan, there was no complaint. After all, he was forced to come to the Eight Profound Origin Realm experts. What a powerful murderous intent, it would be good for Zuwen to keep him under such murderous intent. To be safe and sound is absolutely wishful thinking.

And what shocked Meng Fan the most was that when the information in his hands disappeared, what fell into Meng Fan's hands turned out to be a primitive token. There is nothing special about this token, but the aura on it is impressive. It is the same as the Burning Heaven Order in Meng Fan's hand, which means that it turned out to be the Burning Heaven Order... the third second body!

The second body of the ten ancient gods!

Meng Fan bit his teeth, but there was a means of memory in this Burning Heaven Order, which naturally reproduced the scenes after his coma in his mind.

Thinking of the heaviness of the last two words of Zuwen, this should be Zuwen's apology, it turned out to be the second body of Fen Tianling, who had been placed in the Samsara Palace, to Meng Fan.

You need to know how valuable this thing is, but it is enough to make any old monster powerhouse between heaven and earth crazy about it. Naturally it is not a problem to refine him by Zuwen's means, but now it is given to Meng Where!

Such kindness is not important to Meng Fan.

Even though it was this battle that Meng Fan represented the Temple of Reincarnation, it also contained a lot of personal thoughts, and gained gains such as the Undead Armor, and Zuwen’s repayment made him unable to bear a feeling of.

Whether it is an old madman or a predecessor of Samsara Palace like Zuwen, he is constantly nurturing himself and he hopes. For Meng Fan, the grace of dripping water will be rewarded by the spring, not to mention this kind of grace like remaking. general.

I sighed in my heart, but in the next moment Meng Fan’s eyes flashed fiercely. In this message, Meng Fanke still saw the persecution of Mo Tianji and others. If it weren’t for Zuwen and other strong men again, I’m afraid. This time it really was going to fall into the hands of Mo Tianji and others, Yongzhen's soul.

Thinking of the latter's arrogance and domineering, and I am afraid that the mastermind behind the whole incident of the Eternal Life Gate should be Mo Tianji himself, including Mo Yuanzi and others should be just one of the pawns, I can't help Meng Fan. Slowly clenched five fingers, whispered softly,

"Isn't Eternal Life allowed to step into the Emperor's Realm? It's a big tone, but for 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, let's just wait and see!"

When the voice fell, it naturally revealed Meng Fan’s tenacious indifference. Over the years, no matter how powerful the enemy was, he never let him lower his head. Even though it was such a godlike existence, the common people did not retreat. .

As far as Meng Fan is concerned, as long as he is still alive, then for him, the current gap, even if there is a difference between heaven and earth, will stick to it!

"Hey, let's fix yourself first. I can feel that the second body that Zuwen gave you is not that simple. There should be something sealed in it. Now your mental power is too weak, it turned out to be You don’t even have the qualifications to check, so let’s fix your injury first, but it must be...a bit difficult!"

A moment later, the sound of Fen Tianling's mockery came. This time he almost hung in the gate of eternal life. Naturally, there was a feeling of aftermath. Even if he didn't say it, Meng Fan felt it. , Today's Burning Heaven Order has also changed the calm of the past, but has a hidden cruelty.

After all, for the ten great gods of heaven and earth in the past, being besieged by people like they were in the gate of eternal life, this is definitely not a good feeling, especially the arrogant Burning Heaven Order.

Hearing that, Meng Fan's mouth twitched, and he quietly felt himself, but he looked helpless, because the injury in his body was too serious, and now Meng Fan has stepped into the peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm. , Blood is rolling, swallowing mountains and rivers, but it may be killed at any time.

The divine mind swept through, and it made Meng Fan not know how to repair it. He couldn't help but sighed, but the movement in his hand did not stop, sitting cross-legged, the whole person stopped the retained blood and the acupuncture points in his body. Slowly resuscitated, and the blood began to circulate around the body, as if an old monk entered concentration, motionless.

This sitting was a full three days. Meng Fan had always been sitting on the spot, gathering the breath of his body, as if he were dead, but if he had a discerning person, he would be extremely surprised.

Because at this moment, Meng Fan, who was sitting still in the same place, was injured very badly in his body and had no breath, but his mental power was gradually stabilized, and his self-healing ability was comparable to Xiaoqiang.

After three days of effort, it was to restore a certain amount of vitality to Meng Fan. This repair ability was not only the strength of the Demon Fighting Body.

It’s even more because in the past countless days, Meng Fan spent this kind of killing. The whole person is like a hundred-legged insect. As long as there is a chance of survival, he will be firmly grasped. , Ready to turn over.

Hundred-legged insects, die but not stiff!

For many years, it is precisely because of Meng Fan’s method that I don’t know how many seemingly mountain-like strong men have been crushed by them. The latter have always survived until they grow up to the once strong men who can only look up. height.

And after three days, Meng Fan finally stopped recovering and stood up. You must know that he is seriously injured now. He can't recover without a year and a half of work in sitting in a meditation, so for Meng Fan, Then it is necessary to find some heaven and earth gods and use the power of medicine to accelerate cultivation.

After the simple action of recovering his body, Meng Fan did not hesitate to explore here, but the latter was extremely careful. The whole person was only a few kilometers near this forest. After all, the ship capsized in the gutter. Meng Fan would never do such things.

In the next few days, Meng Fan finally realized that he might be in an ancient virgin forest, which looked extremely vast. There were some monsters here, but it was not too powerful.

Although Meng Fan didn't understand the geographical location here, as he began to regain his strength, he felt more and more immobile in this world.

Vaguely, this piece of heaven and earth actually gave Meng Fan a great suppression, with a peculiar aura. It was a real pressure from heaven and earth, which made him breathless. The more obvious it became, Meng Fan couldn't help but shake his heart. This should be the horror of this sea of ​​exile.

Since ancient times, the powerful cage between heaven and earth has a great suppression for cultivators, and even trying to break through here is even more difficult than the outside world!

Countless Tianjiao, even if they are amazing in the outside world, they may have lived a decadent life here, and it is difficult to make progress.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh softly, but there was a firm look between his eyes, clearly understanding that, no matter what, he was going to kill, even if it was Longyou shallow water, after all... …Flying dragon is in the sky!