Supreme God King

The space trembled, a shock!

Now that there are tens of millions of people in the entire War Emperor City, they all watched this scene in shock. In the battles before this, powerful characters like Xue Du Tian were all directly dispelled.

Everyone's eyes focused on Meng Fan's body. Even though the latter's body was extremely injured at this moment, it caused an uproar among the heroes, and their eyes were filled with infinite awe.

Just one person, turn the tide!

At this time, it can be said that the powerhouses in the world felt a burst of excitement that was difficult to restrain. People like Jun Qian and Zhan Feng'er clung to the palms of their hands, almost crying with joy.

"As expected of the white-haired Shura!"

"Thank you, Meng Fan!"

There were countless murmurs between heaven and earth, including the old snake snake with a sorrowful face. I have to say that the previous scene was really too thrilling, it was like living in the middle of a knife.

However, although the final result was unexpected, it made everyone almost plunged into crazy joy. Of course, everyone from the entire field except Moyun Tower came out.

At this moment, these latter people are all petrified, with pig liver-like complexions frozen, even with the devilish wind, it is difficult to utter a single word.

Even though he was the first elder of the Moyun Tower who had dominated the northern group for many years, he was shocking the world, but at this time he received a lot of blows, his hair was scattered, as if he was struck by countless thunder.

Over the years, the Moyun Tower has naturally had countless connections with the restricted area, and the identity of Xue Dutian couldn't be more clear.

However, at this time, the great existence of gods in their eyes turned out to be caused by Meng Fan in public. Everyone needs to think about it temporarily, and it is difficult to restrain the heart throbbing.

However, between the lightning and flint, in the next moment, the air on the emptiness of the Emperor City condensed, and the situation suddenly changed, and it turned out that a black mist came from the emptiness.

Under this circumstance, that kind of majestic aura shrouded and frightened the sky, making it difficult for countless people to breathe. Even the strong who reached the Heavenly Origin Realm would move their little fingers at this moment.

In the emptiness, there was darkness, and the faintness seemed to be a space crack torn apart from it, revealing infinite majesty. Obviously, the person who shot was an existence of ten thousand ancient monsters, and was able to reach this point. .

"Array!"

In an instant, the situation of Zhantang and the others changed. Numerous elders looked nervous and vigorous. Unexpectedly, at this time, there was an extremely powerful person who broke into the sky above the battle royal city, and the goal was very simple. It is the God of War space not far away.

Although the visitors are extremely extraordinary, the elders of the Zhantang are definitely not ordinary people, but in an instant, more than 40 phantoms flew out of the corners, standing in a corner of the Zhandi City, an ancient The defense formation is completely activated.

The vitality rioted, the runes flashed, and the vitality array that emerged at the same time directly formed a strong defense. Resistance in the sky above the battle emperor city, suddenly the pressure of everyone was reduced a lot.

However, at the next moment, a rumbling voice suddenly came from the heavens and the earth,

"Hand over Meng Fan...!"

The tone is indifferent, without any emotion, as if speaking affects the whole world, making everything in this emptiness tremble. Under this situation, countless people are retreating in strides, and it is difficult to restrain Essence and blood in the body.

However, there are many strong people among them, but their expressions moved, because they felt a familiar smell in the voice, and it came from... Bloody Heaven!

"You haven't died yet!"

The voice fell, and a figure stood in the midair. The speaker was Ling Tiandi, with indifferent eyes. At this moment, the whole person was like a mountain, facing the emptiness.

"Hmph, with his current power, he wants to kill me, how is it possible!"

There was a sneer in the emptiness, but it was regarded as a response. The infinite black death air was enveloped in the emptiness, revealing an unimaginable pressure.

The figure in the God of War space before this was a clone of Xuedutian, whose strength was suppressed, only able to reach the sixth stage of the Profound Origin Realm, but it is absolutely different in this sky now.

Today's Blood Capital Heaven is the pinnacle powerhouse of the Profound Origin Realm, and there is a kind of domineering that the real body has personally descended on. Under such circumstances, it is estimated that few in the ages can resist.

The realm of Xuedutian is not something that can be guessed, but compared to an old monster powerhouse who has stepped into the top of the Profound Origin Realm, it is difficult to resist, and it is simply the top power among the ten thousand domains.

"Break open this war emperor space for me!"

In an instant, Xue Dutian's voice came out indifferently, and at the same time the palm of his hand pointed, and as its voice fell, several long roars suddenly sounded above the altar, and the people who shot were the people of the Demon Cloud Tower. .

Before that, they were extremely aggrieved, but now that they see the blood coming down in person and covering the void, they naturally have confidence in their hearts. This time, they have definitely gathered countless powerful people from the Demon Cloud Tower to take action together. Below it can be described as destroying the dry and rotten, shocking the emptiness of the world.

In an instant, more than a dozen shadows came towards the war emperor space at the same time, and the phantom of the blood capital in the emptiness was also volleyed in the air. His big hand stretched out and grabbed it directly over the war emperor city. Want to forcefully break through this war emperor space, join forces with the people of the Demon Cloud Tower, and kill Meng Fan together.

"enough!"

However, at the moment when these phantoms were violent at the same time, the two words spread out from heaven and earth, just like ancient beasts, and when they spit it out, all sentient beings trembled.

At the same time the golden light flickered, and a phantom stood in the sky, its breath resisted all attacks between the heaven and the earth, and an old figure did not move, but it had suppressed everything.

Whether it was Xue Dutian's shot or the people of the Demon Cloud Tower, all of this suddenly fell into calm, and everyone's eyes could see that an old man in the field stood calmly, naturally. . . . Fight the devil!

Looking around the world, Zhan Mokong slowly said,

"Why, blood is heaven, isn't it shameful enough?"

The tone was indifferent, and two tyrannical auras confronted each other. Both of them were already standing between the heavens and the earth, and they were almost at the peak of existence.

The gods did not come out, and the strength of the two was probably the peak of the pyramid. Under this collision, two suns appeared in the sky at the same time.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over Meng Fan!"

In the emptiness, the figure of Xuedutian cannot be seen, but there is a sense of indifference in the tone.

"I know that there is your battle hall ten thousand years old formation here, but you have to think about it. This is the battle royal city. I can hold you back. The guys with these magic cloud towers will kill you here, even if you can resist Live with them, but I believe that a stick of incense is enough to turn this place into a sea of ​​blood, everything is nothingness, and you don’t want a war emperor city!"

The voice fell, causing countless people to tremble immediately. Obviously, this blood was a demon from the very end, but he would never care about killing innocent people.

Under this circumstance, once a war is started, it is no problem to use the power of the magic wind and others to wreak havoc. The strong vitality fluctuations caused are enough to destroy countless people. I don't know how many people will fall into passive killing. in.

And Xue Dutian's attitude is so strong, that's what it is!

"It seems that you guys are really going to abandon everything and fight against all beings!"

In the sky, Zhan Mo Kong glanced at Mo Xingfeng and others expressionlessly, and finally sneered.

"You are in collusion with him. I'm afraid that you won't know how to die in the end. If you don't kill you today, hurry up. You can lie to others, but you can't lie to me. Your ability to cross the realm itself is a secret technique. Although you did not die, you should have lost at least one-third of your soul power in this battle. How long do you think you can delay now?"

The words were like thunder, which immediately caused countless strong people to be in an uproar. Many people believed that the blood had not died before, and it should be safe and sound, and come back.

However, I did not expect that although the latter had saved his life, even if he was an ancient monster, if the soul clone wanted to step into it, it would need to be integrated into the secret method, and this kind of secret method caused the blood to pay three times. One part of the soul is the price, and this kind of soul burst, for him, it is absolutely uncomfortable.

What's more, before in it, a fragment of the eight-array map caused Meng Fansheng to be shattered. It was his destiny, and the blow was also not small.

Under Zhan Mokong’s words, Xue Dutian was suddenly silent, and finally a few words were uttered.

"Does the battle hall go to war with the restricted area?"

The tone was indifferent, with a strong sense of questioning, and it was obvious that no matter which powerful force in the world, it was absolutely unwilling to provoke these two words.

Because once provoked, it is an endless situation. Now the northern group is in a precarious situation. Under this situation, it can be said that between the two of them may prove many things in the future.

"The battle... hasn't it started long ago!"

Zhan Mokong said calmly, raising his head to meet Xue Dutian's eyes,

"If this is the case, then take your dog and go. The Emperor of War will definitely fight you until the last one. The Lord of War will be like this before the Eternal Ages, and the same will be true after the Eternal Ages. The Northern War I must fight. let's hit!"

The rumbling voice spread all over the world, and immediately moved tens of millions of people. They knew that after today, there will be an extremely tragic battle in the northern group. Under this collision, it is probably in any part of the northern group. The monks are unable to escape.

In the emptiness, Xue Dutian was silent for a while, and finally the space shifted abruptly. That kind of power spread, taking away Mo Xingfeng and others at the same time, disappearing into the emptiness.

"Let Meng Fan remember... I will find him!"

With the disappearance of the figure of the latter and others, it finally fell into an indifferent word between the heaven and the earth, and because of the departure of Xue Dutian and others, it finally made the previous terrifying pressure disappear.

Countless people sighed and had to say that the pressure of the ancient monster was too strong, but before everyone could react in the next moment, Zhan Mokong said indifferently at the same time,

"Don't care, today's matter, future fruit, since this battle is unavoidable, then let's face it!"

"understand!"

Suddenly, countless complex voices came from the sky, and the people who spoke were all powerful like Ling Tiandi, nodding their heads.

"We will talk about the war later, but today is a grand gathering of hundreds of races. I declare that this war has ended, and the winner of the championship has already appeared..."

At the next moment, Zhan Mokong's gaze swept, looking around the world, and suddenly silenced the crowd that had been so noisy. Finally, Zhan Mokong's gaze focused on Meng Fan, slowly saying,

"His name is... Meng Fan!"

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