Supreme God King

The law is turbulent.

Meng Fan, who was sitting on the ground, slowly stood up.

The long river of meditation under your feet is getting more and more vast, wave after wave.

Standing on this long river of black underworld, Meng Fan's green shirt gradually dimmed and turned into a grayish-white color, like withered, like death, like end.

For many years, Meng Fan has been sitting and lying down, wearing a blue shirt, is his shadow.

When this gilt dragon blue shirt was flying, the kings of the Dark Alliance and Era Alliance saw endless hope.

A touch of cyan is the light of hope.

But on this day, the blue color turned gray.

Ruo Shuiyi's name kept reverberating in Meng Fan's mind, ups and downs.

Twice, lost sister.

Powerless.

He looked at his hands, and for the first time in his life, he felt that he was a useless waste.

The long river of Mingyi quickly spread outward, and the top of the cliff gradually turned into night.

"The king of the gods changes his fate against the sky, so the words I have heard the most are against the sky, fighting the sky, slaying the sky, breaking the sky, what nonsense such as my fate." Meng Fan gradually frowned. "But the Dao of Heaven is no longer invisible. Every action involves me, and even creates the power called fate in the dark. With his high posture, he laughs at the overpower of sentient beings, like watching a An ant that can't even stand in the wind and rain...a ant..."

Meng Fan's fists gradually tightened, and his blood swelled his body, causing his skin to bulge, and his crystal-clear face was no longer tender, but a dark red full of blood, surging power, wave after wave. A strong wind blew from his body, causing Zhang Shou and several people in white to fly and even move backwards unconsciously.

"I'm going to crush the sky!"

Shocking roar!

Amidst this roar, the towering cliffs collapsed, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and they evaded backwards, looking far away, the mountains where the eyes could reach were blocked by the vast power, one palace after another, one floor after another. The space of the layer is turned into powder.

A few people in white were blown away and disappeared. Only Zhang Shou, under the protection of the middle-aged man, retreated quickly and was not affected.

Meng Fan, who is walking on the long river of meditation, wears a gray-white gown, blood-colored skin, and surging power. He is suspended in the air, and everything he sees collapses silently. Those white-clothed people, the laws in their bodies begin to agitate and become uncontrollable. .

"What kind of power is this..." The middle-aged man's eyes became more solemn.

Zhang Shou squinted his eyes: "The sky is angry, and all sentient beings surrender... This is the power of heaven."

"A person who is a little heavenly way, but wants to break the sky." The middle-aged man helped Zhang Shou and backed a hundred steps, further away from the shock: "Sir, is he really the person we are looking for?"

Zhang Shou didn't answer directly, but said hoarsely: "Immediately spread the news and let everyone return. If this goes on, this world will eventually collapse and will be exposed to the Fa Xiangtian Dynasty. We will suffer an extinction... soon!"

"Yes!"

In Meng Fan's heart, there is only hatred and anger.

Emotions suppressed his reason.

He knew he was losing his mind, but he didn't care.

freed!

Unleash all the power crazy!

This unknown world is composed of countless mountains, valleys, waterfalls, and rivers. Here, there are no creatures. What's more peculiar is that there is almost no fluctuation of vitality, but there is a kind of innate aura, silently flowing.

In front of Meng Fan, everything was collapsing, and then swallowed by the river of underworld.

at this time!

The girl in white suddenly rose into the air and slapped Meng Fan's heart with a palm!

high speed.

The action is sharp.

And secretly.

The murderous intent was not obvious, but he came close in the blink of an eye.

Baizhang.

Ten feet.

Yizhang!

The girl in white finally exudes an amazing murderous intent!

Just between her murderous Sumi, the long river of meditation set off a big wave, directly swallowing her!

Without a trace.

A **** king just disappeared out of thin air.

"Heavenly Way, Heavenly Way..." Meng Fan didn't even look back at the engulfed girl, and continued to slowly move forward. Every step is a thousand miles, every step is a continuous mountain and river collapsed and broken, every step is The river dries up and the canyon turns into flat land.

He is like a huge grinding disc, crushing everything that can be crushed while walking, smoothing the world.

A thought flew out of his soul.

Turned into a small picture, it is a coordinate.

This is a coordinate that the evolving soul lost to Meng Fan that year. It is a very secret coordinate in the heavens and all realms. It takes space as the axis and time as the line, leading to the source of the heavens and facing the heavens. coordinate!

"You are aloof.

You think of all beings as ants.

You let sentient beings waver.

And there is nothing we can do?

Throughout the ages, countless strong men have stolen your power, swallowed them, and refined them into a part of themselves.

I will refine you and devour you.

If I can't swallow the sky, I will die with you! "

Meng Fan's voice, the formation of violent storms, constantly swept through, and many people in white clothes seemed to have difficulty standing in front of his voice.

And the girl in white was swallowed up in a sneak attack, making everyone afraid to attack again.

White light flashes.

Another white-clothed man came to this world from nowhere.

Immediately afterwards, white lights fell from the sky!

One after another in white, one after another **** king.

Twenty, thirty, forty.

It is still increasing and converging.

After they arrived, they looked at the collapsed world in surprise, and looked at Meng Fan, who had destroyed a world at every step, feeling the surging breath of his whole body, and instinctively gave birth to fear.

"He's falling..." Zhang Shou was in the distance, protected by several people in white clothes, and said in a deep voice: "He will lose his mind and his soul will sink, but he is not an ordinary **** king, he is the first in history. The existence that becomes the Creator is Xiaotiandao. If Xiaotiandao falls... I wonder if he will become a Chaos Emperor again?"

The middle-aged man swept his eyes, seeing the entire world, there have been hundreds of white-clothed gods returning, and immediately said: "My lord, suppress him with a fate!"

"But doing this... he might die." Zhang Shou gritted his teeth and said: "We know him for only a few months, but we have been waiting for him for hundreds of thousands of years.

From the first time I got the hearing of heaven, I went to heaven.

I pursue the will of the sky and temper my spirit.

The will of Heaven is obscure, so it took too many years before I guessed that Heaven was waiting for someone.

A person who is personally selected by Tiandao who can push the cosmos to the ‘last moment’.

At that time, I believed that I was the chosen person, but God did not admit it.

In order to prove myself, I set off a Taiping Uprising, to overthrow the Nangong family, and establish the first highest heaven in the prehistoric universe.

I failed.

Between life and death, heaven blessed my soul to leave and gave me a chance to be reborn.

Only then did I know that it doesn’t matter whether I’m the chosen one or not, it’s my way to dedicate everything I have to the way of heaven.

He is the one chosen that day..."

"But my lord, he is going to break the sky!" the middle-aged man said loudly.

Zhang Shou's yellow eyes blinked slightly, his expression was extremely tangled.

"If you let him destroy this world, and the law of heaven, you will know where we are, and all of us will fall completely, and the way of the adults will also end here!" The middle-aged man suddenly vacated, "My lord, forgive me. Everyone listens to the order, takes fate as the root, creates a millstone of fate, and suppresses him!"