Supreme God King

The platform is very quiet.

As the two elders who served as the verdict came to both sides of the heavenly execution platform, the bell rang, and the duel officially began.

Meng Fan was not long-winded. He raised his hands, forced blood from his fingertips, and immediately painted it on the ground in a large scale, "The pen walks the dragon and the snake", but within a few moments, a blood-colored grimace formed under his feet.

These actions left Xu Gang at a loss. He thought Meng Fan would attack him with thunder and try to kill him in seconds, so Xu Gang was ready for defense.

In the stands, many people looked over.

Chen Qin frowned: "This is..."

He vaguely recognized the mark of the grimace, but couldn't say it.

A nearby ruling elder Taishang narrowed his eyes: "Ancient witchcraft, a tangible curse, has this kid actually learned it?"

"Ancient witchcraft." In the stands, there was also a Seven Tribulations God King Supreme Elder murmured, his gaze became serious: "We were born out of the world of wizards, and witchcraft was once our housekeeping skill. Follow After the meaning of the world, witchcraft was gradually abandoned by us, and the ancient belief in ghosts and gods was also abandoned, but witchcraft is still there, but hidden in many dusty books, and now the pure ancient witchcraft, there are only some Supreme Presbyterians, This Ye Weiyang..."

"Get up." Meng Fan gave the order lightly.

The grimace burst immediately, and then the sky full of vitality and laws gathered beside him. In the darkness, there was a deep resentment, and it also gathered behind him, turning into a purple-black body.

This purple-black figure is completely like a ghost, three feet tall, with a vicious face, no flesh, only purple-black bones, and bursts of black mist are continuously spraying out of the big mouth, as if just escaped from hell.

"Raksha." Another grand elder said. "One of the true gods once created by the power of faith in the wizarding world, I thought it would have disappeared long ago!"

"Yes, it should have disappeared. You can see that this Rakshasa is completely illusory. After all, no one has enshrined it for too many years. It is already very weak."

"What's the point of summoning such a weak ghost? Is it just showing off your talent?"

In the stands, many elders were surprised at Meng Fan’s ability to restore ancient witchcraft. On the other hand, they felt flashy. This purple and black Rakshasa is indeed very weak. It seems that if a few more years pass, no one will worship this. The ghosts and gods of the ancient wizard world, it will disappear.

But suddenly.

This Rakshasa became more and more real, and his figure gradually turned into a solid state!

Meng Fan was right in front of Luo Sha, his hands still on the ground.

"He is offering it!"

"How is it possible? A ghost and god, without the worship of a large number of creatures for many years, it is impossible to restore to the original state in a short time!"

"What is this?"

Compared to many elders and disciples who were inexplicable, the few elders who were present communicated very frequently.

"He is burning the pill." At this moment, an elder too venomous with venomous eyes spoke. "He has a large amount of pill that burns at this moment and is enshrined to Raksha. The quantity of this pill is a bit scary. In an instant, tens of thousands of middle-grade pill were sacrificed."

"Alchemy genius."

Yes, at this moment Meng Fan is indeed offering a sacrifice of pills, and, in one instant, there are tens of thousands of pills.

Zhongpin medicine is also a hard currency in the nine-fold door. Jiuzhongmen is very old in many systems, and currency has always been replaced by medicinal pill. Jiuzhongmen strictly divides medicinal pill into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, superb, and heaven-grade. The middle and top grades are divided into ten grades, with clear exchange prices.

Zhongpin pill is almost invisible in the first and second doors. There is a small amount of storage in the three doors, and the four and five doors. Zhongpin pill is hard currency and very popular.

After the six-fold gate, the pill of exquisite medicine is the hard currency.

But even so, the middle-grade, fifth-class pill offered by Meng Fan can be used as money even in the six-tiered gate. Ten thousand pill of this kind is enough to exchange for a few peculiar first-class pill. Medicine is also expensive.

Meng Fan's so vicious sacrifice of the medicine pill and his handwriting made these pampered elders feel painful.

What kind of talent for alchemy is needed to be such a waste of pills?

Three breaths, all 1.8 million pills were sacrificed.

The ghost and **** Raksha already has a real form.

then.

Meng Fan stood up, and his body was also shrouded in thick purple-black fog.

Xu Gang, who was not far away, was already dumbfounded. Only then did he react, quickly stabilized his mind, calmed down, and drew a straight white long sword from his arms.

This is Xu Gang's natal Dao device, the middle grade Dao device.

Xu Gang also has many housekeeping methods. His middle-grade Dao weapon itself is equivalent to the Five Tribulations God King, and Xu Gang can be combined into one. It can exert the strength of the Six Tribulations God King. Holding this long sword is equivalent Yu two Six Tribulations God Kings were present.

At the same time, Xu Gang is also one of the best among the six tribulation **** kings because of the masculine martial arts.

In addition to these two reliances, Xu Gang must have some other magic weapons refining on his body, or some low-grade Dao weapons that can be used to explode. When Xu Gang was facing a martial arts competition, he once exploded a low-level Dao tool. .

But the most important thing is not that. This masculine martial art itself possesses the ability to cross the realm, preferring to bend, not to bend, and the net is broken. This kind of combat power is Xu Gang's skill.

An extremely firm will can spur great potential.

However, Meng Fan did not make a move, nor did the ghost and **** Raksha.

Suddenly, the ghost and **** Raksha knelt down.

It knelt down.

Kneel down to Xu Gang.

This scene made Xu Gang tremble again.

Immediately afterwards, the tall ghost and **** Raksha banged his head three times at Xu Gang!

The entire Tianxingtai was violently shaken by the kowtow of the ghost **** Raksha!

With the three beeps, the figure of the ghost **** Raksha became more and more void, until in the end, it turned into purple and black smoke and dissipated.

And Meng Fan was exposed in the smoke.

Meng Fan stood sideways, looking at Xu Gang indifferently.

Xu Gang still looked blank.

Can follow.

His feet suddenly fell into the heavenly punishment platform.

He felt a tens of thousands of loads on his body, making him out of breath, his body was getting heavier and heavier, and he kept sinking into the ground. This was not the most terrifying. He had a kind of oppression of being locked in a small dark room. Sense, the soul is also restrained, and the mood is suppressed. He feels that the future is no light, it is dark, all the happiness has disappeared, and there is no reason to fight.

He wanted to force this feeling back, but he couldn't do it. His body got heavier and heavier. Finally, his five bodies fell on the ground, lying on the heavenly execution platform, and his whole body was also pressed in.

"Curse..." Xu Gang gritted his teeth: "This is the curse... the power of ancient witchcraft..."

The elder of the judge who was close to Xu Gang watched silently. After a few breaths, he raised his hand: "Xu Gang is defeated."