Supreme God King

Great ancient dynasty.

Those boundary stones that stood on the edge of the dynasty and used to calm the laws of chaos were originally like monumental monuments that had not been moved for fifty million years. At this moment, they were cracking and shattering one by one.

With the collapse of the boundary stone, the laws of chaos slowly flowed into the ancient dynasty, and the speed of the flow gradually increased, and finally formed a violent storm, wherever it went, although the tall castles and fortresses could support them, they were also full Scratches, and ordinary creatures, a lot of death, annihilation.

Everything happened very quickly.

Only above the Divine Origin Realm can he barely hold on and react.

The capital of the ancient dynasty.

It has been thoroughly smoothed out and turned into a magnificent landscape painting.

In this painting, several more characters have been added.

Those were the great masters of the extremely human ministers of the ancient dynasty. They were all four tribulation **** kings, each leading a government official, the leader of the Ministry of War and Ritual, and now they are all flat paintings.

Among these roles, one was added, the prime minister of the ancient dynasty.

The only one who survived was the leader of the ancient dynasty, Husband Feng.

He was bloodied and hovering in the void. Opposite him was Meng Fan in a green shirt.

At this moment, Meng Fan is unscathed, only the power of the vow is exhausted, but the effect is not big, the original universe is moving fast, and the power of the vow is gradually filling back. The filling speed is a bit slow, compared with Meng Fan's current huge The power reserve of the vows, the power of the vows for the recovery of these breaths is less than one percent, but one percent is still enough for him to perform a decent blow.

Meng Fan did not go to see Husband, the Six Tribulations God King.

His eyes are on the painting.

Similarly, in Origin Universe, Qing Yao also stared at the edge of the painting, covering his mouth, unable to make a sound in surprise.

The paintings are still spreading.

Continue to spread to the edge of the ancient dynasty.

Where the painting passes, the laws of heaven and earth are turned into a heavy hammer. The heavy hammer contains many great meanings. Under the suppression of the heavy hammer, everything tangible and intangible is crushed into a thin piece and integrated into the painting. .

"Your boundary stone has been smashed, and the chaotic law storm is hitting the dynasty capital, and this painting is spreading from the dynasty capital." Meng Fan said lightly: "In this painting, all laws are All were fixed for eternity. In the end, all beings of the ancient dynasty either died in a storm of chaotic laws, or as a character in this painting, which one would have a better ending?"

The last question is for husband style.

Husband did not answer.

His eyes are already dim.

"It's still better to be a character in a painting than to be torn apart by the storm and disappear."

Meng Fan sighed.

"Actually... it would be like this..."

Husband's eyes showed confusion and despair. He has lived for too long, his thinking has long been solidified, and his beliefs have long been formed. When he was dying, he found that the thinking and beliefs he once believed had been subverted.

"The ancient dynasty is all practicing Heavenly Dao Law. Your buildings and layouts are also in line with the law of Heavenly Dao movement. However, compared with my Heavenly Dao Law, your Heavenly Dao Law is too far apart. "Meng Fan said lightly: "If you are walking on other avenues, then I would not dare to be too presumptuous in this dynasty comparable to the supreme celestial dynasty, and even against you, it would not be so easy to defeat."

Husband smiled bitterly: "It's actually like this."

Meng Fan said sympathetically: "You have chosen the wrong path."

Husband shook his head: "I didn't choose the wrong path. I just thought about everything too simple. I thought that people created with your blood and essence, when they grow up, they might become the second little heaven and use it as the biggest chess piece. , The most powerful weapon, the ancient dynasty has the ability to fight for the way of heaven. Until I see you with my own eyes, I don’t understand that this is a foolish dream."

Meng Fan nodded casually, and said coldly: "Yes. That re-enactment is not as good as the portraits made for me by the priests of the Tianting Fu Xue Shenfu in the future. Those portraits are not only exactly the same as me, but also There is also my charm. Every day, many future **** kings of the heavenly court go to see my portrait, display their ideas, and comprehend the way of heaven from my portrait."

"A portrait can make people comprehend the way of heaven..." Hu Feng laughed more and more miserably: "My foundation for five thousand years was destroyed like this... I was ruined without resistance, but was The young man is ruined."

Meng Fan's eyelids drooped: "It's time to perish long ago. The existence of a dynasty like yours that rots to the bones is a joke."

"Are you saying I don't like the people?" Husband asked.

"Yes." Meng Fan's answer was simple.

The husband smiled bitterly: "If you like the people, you should kill all the rulers of the ancient dynasty, but you smash the boundary stone and spread the paintings. It is indistinguishable, killing all the creatures of the ancient dynasty. Up."

"That's right." Meng Fan raised his head and looked at the sun hanging in the sky of the ancient dynasty. "If there are two suns in the sky, shining on the earth, burning flames, and a sea of ​​fire, what should all beings do?"

Husband Feng was startled and didn't understand Meng Fan's meaning. He just relied on his last breath and said weakly, "Build a pergola."

"No." Meng Fan shook his head: "Should destroy a sun."

Hu Feng's expression froze.

"I said, the ancient dynasty is rotten to the bone, up and down, every creature, whether it is a ruler or a commoner, is rotten to the bone. In 50 million years, no one has risen to resist. No one questioned the power of princes and generals who were born with fish and meat? Why should such a dynasty be full of servility?"

Meng Fan took a step, came to the sky, stretched out his hand, waved in the air, and a line of words appeared on the magnificent painting under his feet.

"I hope that everyone is like a dragon, and everyone is like an assassin, with blood splattering three feet, and the heart of killing and benevolence, so that the incumbent will be embarrassed and dare not to do anything wrong, and dare not to do anything wrong!"

One line of big characters, three points into the head.

The blood is sparkling.

"The sentient beings that even tyrants dare not resist, how can they change their fate against the sky? It is better to become a painting that will last forever and warn the latecomers!"

Meng Fan's voice was bold and surging.

Husband Feng looked at Meng Fan, his eyes widened, and it took a long time before he calmed down, and said lightly: "I finally understand why the heavenly court can compete for the way of heaven in the future. It has just been established, but countless heroes join in to achieve the hegemony of one party, the hearts of the people, and all beings. The heart...All the leaders of Taoism are fighting for these... Just like the army of the black dead wants to blacken the living beings, just like the Buddhism and Taoism want to develop followers, just like the world invites aristocratic families to join, just like the evil way disturbs the world and turns all beings into Evil..."

Meng Fan turned a deaf ear to these words of her husband, and with a move of his palm, an immortal monument soared into the sky from the painting.

That is the immortal monument of the prime minister of the ancient dynasty.

The monument of immortality cannot be crushed into a picture by Meng Fan's laws of heaven and earth.

This immortal monument fell into Meng Fan's hands, and immediately shattered and merged into the pillar of martial art.

Deduction

After refining this monumental monument in the blink of an eye, Meng Fan closed his eyes and looked at the grand plan.

He is looking for the prince of the ancient dynasty.

Before, he clearly felt that the husband, the prime minister of the ancient dynasty, and the prince were all in the capital. They were the owners of the true meaning of the three avenues of the ancient dynasty, but when Meng Fan crushed the capital with all his strength, Did not find the location of the prince of the ancient dynasty.

After a long time, Meng Fan finally found it. In the grand road map, the starlight spot represented by the prince is flying toward the edge of the universe in a strange way.

He opened his eyes and looked at the husband and said: "Void maze, node jumping. Where can your prince escape? No matter how fast he escapes, I will find him, because he will always be marked in my grand plan. "

"A grand plan?" Husband froze for a moment. He didn't understand what Meng Fan's method was, but said calmly: "He's looking for the returnees."

Meng Fan condensed his eyebrows.

Meng Fan had heard the words "returner" when he entered the ancient dynasty.

This is a very small number of forces that have come into contact with the ancient dynasty in the long years, but this returnee, even in the ancient dynasty, has no clear record, because the contact between the two parties is very short, and The way of contact is just a few small battles.

Husband Feng obviously didn't want to answer, he closed his eyes, leaned back and fell into the painting.

While falling, he said leisurely: "My son...revenge for me, take revenge for the ancient dynasty..."

Husband style blends into the paintings.

An immortal monument transformed into vitality fell into Meng Fan's hands.

Meng Fan looked at this monumental monument and repeated it lightly.

"Returner."