Supreme God King

Soul Zhantian, in an ancient attic, is surrounded by elegant furnishings, and between the windows, a ray of sunlight slowly shines in, and in it, a figure sits quietly, wearing a blue shirt.

Under the sun, there is a hint of scholarship on the little face, which is...Meng Fan!

For a full day, Meng Fan sat cross-legged in the room to stabilize himself.

You must know that now that Meng Fan has successfully broken through to reach the half-step Xuanyuan, under such a realm, it is natural that he needs to realize and merge himself in this realm again.

And the injuries suffered by the former and Huangzhan and others were all recovered by Meng Fan. After all, the latter also understands that the battle after seven days will inevitably be a battle of life and death for him.

Even though Meng Fan is now incomparably powerful, but facing a strong like Qin Tian, ​​the latter is definitely a life and death enemy.

Once fighting, even though Meng Fan's combat power has skyrocketed now, the latter is just a powerhouse of the Profound Origin Realm, and it is enough to completely suppress Meng Fan.

Nine deaths, to use this to describe this battle, but it is definitely not an exaggeration.

Rao is extremely confident of Meng Fan, but he may not be able to reach 50% in the face of winning this time, so before this, Meng Fan naturally stabilized himself and eliminated all hidden dangers.

The majestic blood circulated in every corner of his body, repairing the slight injuries between his bodies.

These injuries are usually invisible, but if it is the moment of life and death, then it may be the key to determining the battlefield.

Fortunately, on weekdays, Meng Fan kept accumulating, so in just one day, the latter was to improve his state to the peak.

Qi and blood circulated and reached the peak, Meng Fan just sat in place, moving like an ancient beast crawling on the spot, with a majestic force in his breath and breath. And when Meng Fan’s thoughts moved, faintly was the unique consciousness that was sensed in the divine consciousness. This kind of consciousness had a subtle connection with the vitality of Meng Fan’s whole body, as if it was slightly urged. , Enough to make the vitality in the body follow the promotion.

"Supreme Shenwu!"

Spit out these four words gently, Meng Fan's eyes flashed, and he clearly understood that this kind of sentiment during the battle should be what Wu Yong and others called the supreme fetish.

This is similar to the existence of a kind of mental power, but it allows Meng Fan to move. He can be connected with the fluctuations of the vitality of the whole body, and Meng Fan faintly senses that this is also his own way of cultivation in the future. It will become stronger and stronger, even forming a general existence.

This kind of will fusion with oneself is completely condensed by Meng Fan himself, and it is also a hurdle that any strong person who steps into the Xuanyuan realm will inevitably experience. The formation of their own unique will is the so-called self-cultivation road, and it is also true Only in the martial arts can he be called a strong master of the Xuanyuan realm.

It’s just that in ancient times, very few people were able to be in the half-step Xuanyuan, that is, to completely fit this will to oneself, and it can spread between the investment. This is naturally Meng Fan’s experience for many years. Caused by obsession.

But Meng Fan also understands that this kind of thing is useful now, and it is not very useful to say that it is useless, because it is too weak and can not really help Meng Fan's combat power soar.

However, it is a kind of ZI that has buried a power in Meng Fan's body. Once it has truly grown to a towering tree, Meng Fan now fully integrates into himself and has the will to kill and block all my enemies. It will be.... How terrible!

At the next moment, Meng Fan's mental power moved, and now he has broken through half a step Xuan Yuan, and even vaguely felt a strange connection between them.

Under this kind of connection, it turned out to be something from the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, and could not help but let Meng Fan's palm move and directly take him out.

"This is... the other half of Burning Heaven Order!"

After a few breaths, Meng Fan's expression moved, and he carefully looked at the token in his hand. This ancient token was extremely mysterious, and it was the other half of the Heaven Burning Order given to him by Zuwen before.

Since this thing fell into the hands of Meng Fan, it has never radiated any fluctuations, as if death, but now under careful sensing, Meng Fan has discovered the mark left by the old ancestors. Yes... there is a strange connection with him.

It's time to take a look at what's in it!

Thinking of this, the corners of Meng Fan's mouth rose, and at the same time the mental power in his body moved, the mental power that was like a tide in the next moment directly impacted.

The tidal-like mental power surging directly towards the mark left by Zuwen, between several breaths, the original solid mark finally slowly loosened, and finally it turned into nothingness with a bang. A flood of information flooded into Meng Fan's mind.

After a while, an old voice fell,

"Meng Fan, I'm glad you can hear the old man's voice. When you hear this voice, you must be too...Half-step Xuanyuan, right?"

This familiar and stern voice came into his ears, and could not help but shock Meng Fan's whole body, his palms were grasping forward with force, but what was grasped was nothingness. Meng Fan’s face was a little excited now, and a few words later uttered.

"Old... lunatic!"

Obviously, among the incomplete half of this burning order, the old madman had his own mental power, and the voice of the latter could not help but remind Meng Fan of the scenes.

Over the years, even though Meng Fan has been pushing all the way, he is the same age, but how many people really care about him and help him, and the old lunatic is one of them.

Wandering alone in this sea of ​​exile for nearly a year, and hearing this familiar voice again, Meng Fan couldn't restrain his emotions.

After a few breaths, Meng Fan finally exhaled, carefully sensing this rune, and at the next moment the bold and indifferent voice came again.

"You bastard, I don't know how long it takes to reach this point here. Is it shameful to the old man? I can tell you, don't shame the old man, otherwise, the old man gave you the training that you have to do later. A hundred times, understand? This thing was given to you by the guy Zuwen, but Lao Tzu also spent a lot of effort, otherwise he would not be able to deceive the old fox of Mo Tianji at all. It's just a trace of the old man's breath that will soon dissipate. You can listen to the next thing!"

Hearing the words of the old madman, Meng Fan couldn't help but moved his heart. At the same time, he concentrated all his attention. Naturally, he understood that this mark could be arranged by Zuwen and the old madman by himself, which would definitely help him a lot.

After a while, the old madman’s voice came again,

"The sea of ​​exile you are in is the forbidden world, and it is composed of the group of people who failed in the ancient forces of the world. Even the top powerhouse of the Profound Origin Realm may not be able to come out from anywhere, and you want to come out. The only way is to step into the Xiling. There is a token here, which is the qualification to enter the Xiling Trial. Once you pass the test, then you will be able to pass the only teleportation formation and return to the world. In the domain, understand?"

"The so-called Xiling is extremely dangerous. It is a forbidden place in the heavens and the earth. It is called the tomb of the gods of Xiling. The people who are finally buried in it, go and see for yourself, hehe. ..Boy, you can only be qualified if you want to enter it by relying on this token, and you can find a way to merge your two pieces of the burning sky, and then it will become a big burning sky!"

"With this ancient heavenly character high-level divine formation, even a strong Xuanyuan realm will be able to be drawn into it by you and suppress him. Lao Tzu, the group of cubs who have reached the eternal life gate, will definitely be against you. So, this is...for you!"

The old voice kept falling, and Meng Fan's chest rose and fell. I have to say that he has been practicing all the way for many years, and he has given him so much guidance on this. One is Ruo Shuiyi, and the other is an old lunatic!

Although Meng Fan had only disrespect for him in his words, in his heart, Meng Fan was more curious and afraid of the old madman, and there was more...respect.

With a lightly squeezed five fingers, Meng Fan heard the intermittent voice of the old madman again. Obviously, his power in the token here was definitely not much, and he could not use his cultivation.

"Meng Fan, the last sentence... I haven't been so long-winded in a long time...you...don't die, hurry...get back!"

As the power dissipated, the old madman's voice disappeared completely, as if he had never appeared before.

After a few breaths, the only piece of incomplete burning order left in Meng Fan's hands was also an extra token. There were only two characters on this ancient token, Xiling!

"old....."

Looking out the empty window, Meng Fan lost his mind for a while, and heard the voice of the old madman again, finally evoking his longing for the world of the past, if it weren't for the gate of eternal life, maybe at this time... In the Samsara Hall, he practiced with his brothers, accompanied by Gu Xin'er and cared for by the old madman.

A moment later, Meng Fan shook his head. He has been in a rock-like state of mind after years of cultivation. This interruption only caused him to lose consciousness for a moment, which was a reaction.

Meng Fan exhaled and clearly understood that what he wanted now was to find the legendary...tomb of the gods according to what the old madman said!

Looking at it, Meng Fan carefully looked at the token in his hand, only to find that it turned out to be exactly the same as the one Meng Fan had obtained from Bai Shui'er before, and only this token is the qualification to step into Xiling. , Could not help but shock Meng Fan's whole body.

Unexpectedly, the old lunatic had already prepared him to leave this sea of ​​exile, and it seems that Ming Qian had also obtained this piece before, maybe it was given to him by Mo Tianji, but it was just under the wrong circumstances. Snatched by Bai Shui'er, it finally fell into his own hands.

It seems that there are now two tokens to step into the land of Naxiling!

With a flash of eyes, Meng Fan's five fingers slowly clenched, a look of tenacity filled his small face, and he whispered,

"The tombs of the gods in Xiling? Don't worry, old madman, I will not let you down...No matter how difficult this sea of ​​exile is, I will always make a way out and return to heaven and earth. Among the ten thousand realms, waiting for me, the brothers of Samsara Hall, waiting for me...Eternal Life Gate!!"