The shade of the tree hangs low and faint shadows scattered. Guo Fan walked extremely carefully on the edge of the mountain road, feeling extremely depressed, and there was always a little uneasiness in his heart.
Further forward is the lonely and turquoise Tianmeng Mountain. The moonlight shines, and on the mottled ancient road, there are only lonely shadows hanging alone.
"The two gods are not in the military camp, they just left messages saying that they will help me." Guo Fan's eyes were a little more gloomy, "Among all the anti-kings, I am the most promising and the most
If they may compete for the position of leader, if they have some vision, they should not betray me!"
Although he said this, for some reason, from the moment he stepped into Tianmeng Mountain, his heart was beating violently and there was a severe sting between his eyebrows.
Guo Fan knew very well that this was the bloodline characteristic of the Qinglong God, which represented the four symbols of the sky, and could predict the future of good and bad luck and determine the future!
At this moment, such a strong anxiety, such a crazy sting, all telling him a fact: there may be a disaster ahead!
Guo Fan took a deep breath, and there was a bit of ruthlessness and ferociousness in his eyes. He held the scimitar in his hand tightly and murmured: "We are seeking wealth and honor in danger. This is an opportunity to achieve the position of leader of the alliance. When will we fight if we don't fight at this time?
Can I still fight for those traits of the blue dragon bloodline and the second-grade martial arts cultivation?"
He gritted his teeth as if he was fierce, stepped straight into the ancient road along the mountain, and walked cautiously towards the mountain.
"The last one has finally entered the formation. Everything is as your plan." On the distant mountain, Chen Wu looked down at the lonely mountain with smoke, raised his five fingers gently, and the breath of black and white yin and yang gathered in his palm, and a deep and vast area
The Bagua Qiankun magic array fell from the sky, blending mountains and water, completely swallowing the huge Tianmeng Mountain!
"The Eight Gate Formation, blocking the space, the Life Sect is closed, and there is only killing and no way out! Including Mingxuan, the eighteen rebels and kings in the world gather here, and only one person can live in the formation.
Walk out." Chen Wutan smiled and said, "Are you afraid that Mingxuan will fall into the formation?"
Chen Xiu clasped his fists with his hands, his eyes overlooking Tianmeng Mountain like still water. Every grass and tree appeared in his pupils, extremely indifferent: "He is in charge of the magic weapon [True Dragon Sword], and has a second-grade martial arts cultivation.
, and the bloodline of the divine beast Kunpeng, plus the eighteen imperial blades given by him, are almost enough to compete with the half-step Dharma body! If this is the case, he cannot walk out of the formation alive, so I can only say that I can see it.
Then, he died as much as possible!”
"This world is transformed by the corpse of the great god Xingtian, so the evil spirit remains endless between the world. But I am very puzzled. Why is the blood of ancient divine beasts retained in the human race? In this world, the human race is in the human race.
Born with the energy of heaven and earth, and descending with the marbles of mountains and rivers, it should be the blood of the demon god containing the great god Xingtian?" Chen Wu's eyes were somewhat puzzled.
"In the Heavenly Record of the Emperor of the Human Emperor, this is recorded and belongs to the ancient secret. When the great god Xingtian had not yet become a demon god, he was the ancient witch clan." Chen Xiu said lightly: "In the ancient times, there was a Lingshan named Fengju.
There are ten witches living, called "Ten Witches of Lingshan", which is the representative of the witch clan. The witch clan, which is recorded in the classics, seems to be a mixed blood of human race and natural gods, half-human and half-god, with the power of mountains and seas, immortality and immortality.
, there are many magical powers!”
He slowly said: "At that time, the Taoist sect had not been established and Buddhism had not crossed the east. The magical power of the witch clan to establish the world was the power of the body! Collecting herbs, swallowing spirits, drinking demon blood to temper the supreme body. This is The method of cultivation of the witch clan! At that time, Xing Tian must have drunk all the blood of the demon clan and melted it into his body, creating the nearly immortal true body. After his death, his body evolved into the Canghai Realm, his body turned into mountains, and meridians. It is a river, and evil spirits and smoke spread between the heaven and earth. The blood of the human race here should contain the blood of the witch clan! But it is too weak, and can only dig out the bloodline of the divine beast that was once refined by Xing Tian."
He looked into the distance with his head raised and said slowly: "The only plan of Houtu Emperor is even more terrifying than I imagined. Xing Tian is the ancient witch clan, and a powerful person in the Creation Realm, and contains supreme luck. He fell. At that moment, the body opened up the sea realm, which was the creation of the world. There should be supreme merits and the fortune of the Zhoutian collapsed. Now, there is no merit between this world, and there is no such huge world. The guardian of huge fortune. I can only understand this way. Perhaps, Xing Tian’s merits of creation, as the power of his past fortune, may have been only accommodated by the Houtu Emperor Land!"
"You won't think that He had already reached Xing Tian's death, and he was even ready to cut off the body of the incense god in advance?" Chen Wu's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a little more fear and chill in his words: "No , not so?"
"The heavenly court was destroyed, and the land of the Houtu Emperor was only severely damaged by the Emperor of Heaven and was almost dead. In order to live another life, He killed the body of the innate gods in the past and tried to embark on the path of the incense god in this life. Just so happened that He met the one who had just created the world Canghai Realm then plundered the luck of this world, swallowed up the merits of the sky, and was very lucky to condense the incense golden body. It was not like this coincidence, right?" Chen Xiu spoke with some fun.
Chen Wu felt cold all over his body, as if he was falling into an ice cellar. After a long time, he slowly said: "If this is true, then Houtu will be too terrible."
"Yes. After all, He is the biggest beneficiary after the fall of Heaven." Chen Xiu said quietly, his eyes fell into Tianmeng Mountain and smiled softly: "It's not bad. It's still the last one."
Tianmeng Mountain, among the shade of trees.
Guo Fan only felt that the tingling sensation between his eyebrows became stronger and stronger.
The smell of blood begins when the space dissipates.
Click—
A crisp sound of brokenness sounded, and Guo Fan subconsciously took out his knife.
He looked closely and found that it was the corpse that had been dead for a long time.
It's that Sea-covered King!!
"The sea has fallen, how cruel it is!" Guo Fan couldn't help but grin, "Sure enough, my plan is not wrong! I lurk in the mountains first, waiting for them to kill each other, and finally, I will go up the mountain again. Harvest the endgame!!”
"Hahahaha, even the sea of cover has fallen. Then, the remaining people are exhausted, who can stop me?" Guo Fan's eyes were filled with fierce light and rushed towards the direction of the bloody smell.
By the river, corpses piled up.
When Guo Fan arrived, he saw that it was Prince Duan’s head that rolled on the ground.
"Guo Fan, you came too slowly, right? Could it be that you are thinking about finding a bargain in the end?"
The extremely familiar words sounded, and Guo Fan seemed to be electrocuted all over, looking at the figure that slowly turned around in disbelief!
That's actually, King of Heaven, Mingxuan!!
"You, you are not injured?" Guo Fan said gritting his teeth.
At this moment, Mingxuan had a strong aura, holding a divine weapon in his hand, and was covered in blood. How could he look like he was injured?