Chapter 1038: God of War Catalogue

A grand gathering of hundreds of races, Meng Fan... A battle shocked the world!
It can be said that there is absolutely nothing wrong with this description. In just a few days, it can be said that this battle has spread throughout the entire universe, and I don't know how much it caused.
A young man who was only born in grassroots in the past was actually crushing hundreds of races in such a grand event, whether it was the emperor's clan or the ancient alien species was torn by his hands.
Under this circumstance, it can be said that it is shaking the world and the world, and there are waves among the countless forces among the ten thousand domains. After all, the so-called geniuses cultivated by the supreme forces are nothing more than this.
And everyone knows how much Meng Fan has paid to achieve this achievement today. It can be said that the entire universe is caught in endless discussions. Some people are happy and some are worried!
God Emperor Domain, the gate of eternal life!
In its most central palace, it can be described as densely covered, with a huge array, and a dark atmosphere enveloped it.
And just after a moment, a cold voice fell, containing endless murderous intent,
"Meng Fan!? You mean the champion of this Hundred Races event is called...Meng Fan!"
In the hall, a middle-aged man said indifferently, these words were simply spit out from his teeth, the majestic breath enveloped the sky, and the suppressed person in front of him couldn't breathe.
"That's right... Your master!"
Kneeling on the ground, the strong man at the gate of eternal life was sweating, but he dared not hide it and said in a low voice,
"Our previous spies in the northern group reported that he was not only called this name, but also his appearance and body shape were quite similar to the little beast of the year, except for... his strength!"
Creak!
The big hand is clenched, the sound wave burst, the middle-aged man's expression is still, but no matter who is here, he can feel the monstrous anger in his body. Under this situation, the surrounding void is almost collapsed. Shattered.
However, at the next moment, a gloomy place in the distance was heard, and the middle-aged man's expression could not help but spit out a few words.
"Go down!"
"Yes!"
The eternal life gate powerhouse climbed away from this hall, daring not to say a word, the breath that came from the middle-aged man before was too terrifying!
After a while, the middle-aged man focused his eyes on the place where the breath appeared before, and said in a condensed voice.
"My lord... Any instructions?"
The place seemed peaceful, but at this moment the space was torn apart, and a strange black death air spread, and a hoarse voice slowly fell.
"My lord is very angry. His clone went to the northern group, but was wiped out by the little beast. It was beyond our expectation, causing our lord to fall into a deep sleep for a period of time, which is uncertain!"
"Then... Does our plan need to be postponed?"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's face changed, and he asked in a low voice, his face was a bit savage at this moment.
"Do not!"
There was a cry from the strange space, and there was a chill in the tone.
"Not only does it need to be postponed, but it needs to be accelerated. If you need to prepare, let's go ahead. My northern group and the Divine Emperor are in chaos together. Don't worry, the Golden Twelve League itself has some problems. , You just need to face those people in the Samsara Palace, remember... as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, a smile appeared on the middle-aged man’s face, and said,
"Rest assured, no matter who is Meng Fan or not, I can suppress him once, or I can suppress him a second time, even when he comes out of the sea of ​​exile, but he does not return to the Emperor's Realm. Once he is If I come back... I will make him regret it for the rest of his life, this time he should not have such good luck!"
Outside, following the battle of the Hundred Races event, I don't know how big a storm has been set off. The words Meng Fan shook the world even more, once again spreading among the ten thousand domains.
Countless old monsters all recalled that in the past, it seemed that a young man single-handedly entered the gate of immortality, beheading his disciple in front of several powerful Profound Origin Realm.
Today is another successful battle, but now it is unheard of for Meng Fan. The God of War space where he is located is completely sealed, isolating all information from the outside world.
And in it, at the core of the ancient God of War catalogue, at this moment Meng Fan’s figure is sitting quietly, and the whole blood is restored. Now all the meridians and bones are cracks in his body, like a spider. The net is average.
Even if an ordinary Xuanyuan realm powerhouse stepped above the sixth level, he would be directly torn apart, but now in it, Meng Fan stays still, but he relies on his own ideas and the foundation bred for many years. Come to force suppression.
However, at this moment in this world, there is a peculiar power that melts into Meng Fan. This power is extremely old and contains a certain peculiar substance. Looking at the outside world, I don’t know how much it will cause. The waves.
And the moment Meng Fan merged into the body, it directly helped Meng Fan's bones and blood regenerate, and the meridians reconnected. The latter seemed to be more stable here.
Obviously, this is the core of the real God of War catalogue. Only the champions of the Hundred Races event in the past can enter here once, including Zhan Mokong and others usually have no such opportunity.
There are only a dozen people who can reach here since the ages, and that one is a world-shaking talent, but it is rumored that anyone who steps into this place falls into a retreat among them.
After which one came out, the other one went through a kind of baptism and benefited a lot, and the rumors held a big secret about not talking about it here.
Among them, Meng Fan sat cross-legged and remained motionless. He could only survive by absorbing that peculiar substance. The whole blood continued to recover and he spent several days.
It was only then that the injuries in Meng Fan's body were successfully integrated, connected intact, and once again burst out of strong vitality like a little strong, and recovered.
Opened his eyes, there was a sigh on Meng Fan’s small face. How many times he swiped on the tip of the knife, but he survived it. The feeling of this powerful force in his hand is really good. Up.
As soon as his body moved, Meng Fan stood and looked around. He had been recuperating his injuries before, so naturally he did not carefully observe the catalog of the God of War.
But now accompanied by Meng Fan's gaze, he found that the place he was in was extremely wide, a full 100 meters, in fact, it was a huge palace.
But at the next moment Meng Fan stood on the spot, his body trembled a little, and he looked around in disbelief, and found that the entire palace was made of fine gold. This metal alone made Meng Fan unbelievable.
He is a master craftsman, and his accomplishments in this area are quite high, so he is naturally very familiar with this material.
After a few breaths, it was discerned that the building of this palace was made of ancient gold. It is rumored that the small piece of material of this ancient gold is extremely precious, comparable to the best among the seventh-order gods, because It is the base metal for refining divine things, and only this kind of thing can withstand divine power.
Therefore, if you want to refine the gods, you must use this kind of thing. It is the most basic existence for building the ninth-order gods. With the extinction of the gods, he has already disappeared in the ancient times.
And now it's not just a small piece of land, but a palace like a mountain peak. What a existence this is, I'm afraid it is enough to refine a world-famous artifact!
This palace alone was an invaluable treasure, which made Meng Fan’s heart shake, but he directly sensed that the surrounding area of ​​this palace was not cast here in vain, but thought that there was a peculiar force suppressing it, portrayed in this palace. With the supreme magic circle.
Previously, the strange substance used to heal Meng Fan's injuries came out of the magic circle. Meng Fan's expression moved, and he understood that if he didn't guess wrong, it should be the so-called... divine power!
Under such circumstances, this magic circle suppressed Zhou Tian, ​​containing the divine power of the former war emperor.
This is no longer ordinary vitality power. The reason why he can be called a saint when he stepped into the Xuanyuan realm is because he thought that his vitality power had undergone a fundamental change, and it was transformed step by step.
This is even more true when reaching the gods. The fluctuations in the vitality are already transformed into their own divine powers. Such powers are fused into a supreme magic circle that suppresses the world. Not to mention that Meng Fan can’t shake this palace. I am afraid that even the resurrection of the gods cannot. Shaking, this circle is too powerful, it can be called the ultimate in heaven and earth.
Touching his nose, Meng Fan understood that this was the supreme tactic, and this palace and the magic circle were suppressed in this place, the purpose should be to resist the entrance of the restricted area, and it was natural to suppress the heavens.
Under this circumstance, it can be said that an absolute realm has been formed, blocking the junction between the two large spaces, and being able to lay such a large handwriting, there are only characters like the Emperor Zhan.
Even dozens of the Xuanyuan realm peaks are not enough to complete, because the divine power cannot be used, the seal must be a problem. It seems that the Emperor Zhan directly sitting here is also because the obstruction of this world has consumed too much.
When Meng Fan's mental power moved, he probed along under the palace, and he sensed that there should be a strange world under it.
Once you pass here, the place you might reach should be... restricted area!
Thinking of this, Meng Fan's fists were squeezed, and a sharp stern flashed across his small face. If he passed here at this moment, he could step into it and directly enter the space of the restricted area.
The seven forbidden areas are divided into seven spaces. Among them, the so-called evil forbidden area is where Ruo Shuiyi's body is, the former physical body.
Creak, creak!
Meng Fan's fists were clenched, and he couldn't control his emotions at this time. At the next moment, Xiaotian's voice came.
"Don't be impulsive, Meng Fan, you are guarded no matter where you are. You can't deal with the sky alone. You are not yet ready to step in!"
Hearing Xiaotian's reminder, Meng Fan was silent for a moment, let out a long breath, and finally nodded.
He had already seen the so-called forbidden zone's power. The reason why he was able to defeat the clone of Xuedutian in the God of War space was because it combined the methods of the Emperor of War and integrated the Emperor's Stone.
But next time, he won't have that good luck. With his current realm, Meng Fan naturally understood that Xue Dutian wanted to kill him. It was as simple as moving his finger.
It's easier said than done for ants to shake the tree!
With such a huge difference in strength, even Meng Fan's thoughts could only be temporarily suppressed, and only if he kept his own life could he have the chance to reverse everything.
At the next moment, Xiaotian’s voice suddenly came.
"Meng Fan, look at the sky!"
Hearing this, Meng Fan raised his head, glanced at it, his eyes flashed, and in an instant, the sea of ​​consciousness was like countless thunders, and there was a feeling of tearing apart the sea of ​​consciousness.
There are countless pictures in the sky above, and every picture is like a world. Meng Fan’s current mental power is unbearable, but it almost collapses at a glance. There is no match in this picture. The powerful profound meaning fell into the three words in Meng Fan’s mind,
"War Emperor Sutra!"
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