Supreme God King

Meng Fan only now knows why when the Taoist priest mentioned the burial of the Taoist, he had to be solemn with such disdain. {We don’t write novels, we are just network word porters. -

Although the latter is crazy, but the strength is so powerful that it is really about to be the same as this too high Taoist, and it is still under the condition of separation of human and machine.

Meng Fan can be sure that when the buried Taoist crossed Wuhai, his strength must be about the same as the two masters of the earth, and he had this confidence.

How dare Meng Fan be careless when dealing with this kind of powerhouse.

If you relax, you may kill yourself!

"Karma, good luck, life and death, I am the soul!"

A moment later, Meng Fan yelled up to the sky, stunned the nine heavens and ten earth, every word came out clearly, just like the sound of thunder.

At this moment, his whole person was frenzied, completely operating the means of intention, striding forward, every step, all the intention in his body seemed to be burning, helping Meng Fan, let Its combat power continues to skyrocket.

It was also the Emperor Fist, smashing into this ancient temple fiercely!

Bang, bang!

In a blink of an eye, one could see that Meng Fan and the incomplete ancient temple were fighting together, and the shadows of his fists continued to leave.

But now in this sacred formation, the Supreme Taoist has exhausted all means to besieged and killed the grimace in it.

If the scene in front of you was seen by Princess Moon, Immortal, and Second Burial King, you would probably be speechless.

The old foxes, big and small, really responded to those words, there are no eternal friends, and some only have eternal interests.

According to the truth, relying on the hatred between the two, it is good not to hurt each other or kill each other when they meet. However, both Meng Fan and Taishang Taoist are both owed males.

Neither can understand each other, but for the sake of this eternal benefit, the two have chosen to join forces temporarily to let go of their grudges!

It is estimated that the burial master and the immortal king are about to vomit blood. This scene could not be imagined that day.

However, to such extraordinary people as Meng Fan and Taishang Taoist, it is nothing at all.

"broken!"

Above the sky, although Meng Fan was seriously injured, it was not a problem to suppress the incomplete ancient temple. After all, the latter was completely soulless. At most, it was the last ancient artifact, even though it was made by the buried Taoist himself. The means of life are there, but it is difficult to resist Meng Fan's edge.

A word fell, like a hundred thousand thunder.

It was to open up the world and tear everything apart. Even the incomplete ancient temple could not resist it. It was bombarded by Meng Fan and kept retreating, and cracks appeared on it.

"Roar!"

Sensing all of this, within the killing array of the Taoist Taoist, there was a long howl, extremely sharp, coming from that grimace.

Too high Taoist, how fierce, he is absolutely not under Meng Fan, he uses the killing array as a besieged grimace, and divides it into two, unable to merge with each other. It is natural that the method of grimace cannot erupt to reach the highest level. , Resulting in dispersal of combat power and repeated hatred.

"The long sky has fallen, but I will not fall. There is no life or death, no life or death. You dare to treat me like this... You will inevitably encounter my curse forever, and generations will die!"

Grimace is already crazy at this moment.

It is impossible to imagine that this is a game of the Taishang Taoist. On his face, the shadow of an old man gradually emerged.

He looked very old, and his eyes were filled with endless resentment, as if he wanted to write down all the faces of Meng Fan and the Supreme Taoist. This kind of appearance will feel chilly no matter who sees it.

Undoubtedly, this should be the last bit of spiritual knowledge of the buried Taoist. The moment when he sensed that his ancient temple was about to fall, it also inspired the faint of mind of this peerless ruthless man, as if coming from a distance, making the entire space It is filled with a cold feeling.

Such resentment is pervasive, even a **** king is difficult to resist. Once it is taken into the body by this kind of thought, if the will is unstable, then it is easy to be crazy in the future, controlled by this kind of thought day and night, and finally died. God kings are like this, let alone other people?

But above the void, whether it is Meng Fan or the Taoist, they are not in this general ranks.

Both of them were born and killed out of countless bones, their will, the sky can be broken, the ground can be cracked, but they will not waver at all, these are the two great styles.

"Haha, Daoist buried, the old man was not afraid when you were alive. Now you have been hanging up for so long, and you still want to make the old man afraid of you, dream, and hand over your roots obediently and hit the road soon!"

The Taoist Supreme is very similar to Meng Fan at this point. He is truly lawless. There is no one in his eyes. When he raises his hand and slaps, he falls horizontally and slaps towards that grimace. It contains a kind of hegemony that distorts everything in common people.

"Suppression!"

Aside from the killing formation, Meng Fan also did the same, with only two words, but it was already an interpretation of his attitude, like an eagle fighting in the air, falling in the air, and the Emperor Fist slammed.

With three breaths, the shocking battle that took place in this sealess world was finally about to come to an end. The ancient temple slammed into fragments of the sky, and was torn apart by Meng Fan. His fist shadow didn’t know how to hit it. After so many times, it finally caused this ancient temple to be unbearable and collapsed.

In this killing formation, even though that grimace was terrifying and resentful, it was ultimately difficult to resist the means of the Taoist.

When the killing array was closed, the Taoist Supreme was all in the air, his big hand fell, and the layers of slaps were sturdy to fierce. At the same time, the other hand was also shot down in the air, turning into silk-like things, constantly making the grimace Entangling, breathing in, sealing all the means of making faces.

With such a scene, Meng Fan nodded. This is too high-minded, really powerful to the extreme. This yin, one yang, one soft and one rigid technique is so ingenious to control it, it is natural and there is no loophole. Words.

boom!

Meng Fan grabbed the incomplete ancient temple, crushed it to pieces, and then strode out to survive the battle.

"Too great, don't forget the promise to your friends!"

Obviously, the suppression of this ghost is at the last moment, and once the grievances in it are removed, this is the way to bury the Taoist for his life. For this, Meng Fan is naturally afraid that the Taoist will repent.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, the Taoist Master hummed a word in his nose, his handprint fell, and he slapped it off with a palm. In the end, he killed only the trace of divine thought remaining in the ghost image, and said indifferently,

"Don’t be the first to be this seat. Too the two old men. Although this seat is harsh, but it is always what it says. It should be given to you, and will be given to you, but this seat wants to kill you, neither hold up!"

When the voice fell, the Supreme Taoist raised his hand and split the ghost image alive. The faint light of God, including many rules, was the essence of the Taoist buried in his life, the burial above... meaning!

And under the cleavage of the Supreme Taoist, it is also to separate him seven or three, which is considered to have completed the previous promise, and 30% is given to Meng Fan!

Regarding this, Meng Fan nodded. He was quite admired for this being a Taoist person. It was different from many other old monsters, and he was considered a man of good temperament.

One is one, and the other is two. If it is not a stopgap measure, it is never broken.

With a beckoning, Meng Fan grabbed his own funeral.

Since this great Taoist is quite loyal to him, then Meng Fan will not use any tricks, just take the share that belongs to him.

However, at the moment when Meng Fan raised his hand and fell, before his palm grasped the burial intent, within the space, it was suddenly twisted, and a big hand fell across the sky, completely cutting off everything where Meng Fan was... ! **

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