Chapter 1511: Thirteen hall masters

despair!
Countless pictures flashed by, hundreds of millions of creatures howled, countless Tianjiao battles in ancient times, and finally. . . . Fallen!
The scenes of this scene appeared in Meng Fan's mind, as strong as he was clenching his teeth, clenching his fists, blood stains slowly appearing, and his lips torn.
And Yuehan beside him was even more unbearable, sweating and shaking, sitting directly on the ground at this moment, unable to bear it.
Not to mention Yuehan, even Meng Fan couldn't believe it, because if this scene was true, it would mean too much.
Since ancient times, countless gods and Taoists have been united together, and they have been unable to fight against the thirteen hall masters of the forbidden area. Then it means that the latter is the highest martial art and the strongest law between heaven and earth.
If this is the case, then the forbidden zone's battle against Ten Thousand Domains is slaughter. Everyone in Ten Thousand Domains has no chance of winning at all. If this scene is reported, it will cause an uproar, and it is estimated that it will cause the despair of countless strong people in the entire Ten Thousand Domain!
Even if it was like Meng Fan, he hoped that this scene was not true, and a deep sense of powerlessness spread around him.
However, the picture is still going on, including the establishment of this Shenyuan Tower, where many sacred martial arts are placed here to fight against the martial arts of the thirteen hall masters of the forbidden area.
This kind of confrontation is just above the theory, but between this kind of confrontation, the ancients did not know how many divine essences were added together, and it was impossible to remove the eighteenth layer of black death.
Here, there are 22 ancient kings and powerhouses added together, together with many sacred three realm powerhouses between heaven and earth, but. . . . It's nothing more than failure!
"If so...what's the point of waiting for me to struggle!"
Yue Han murmured, her tone trembling, the moment she spoke was a bit unfavorable.
"Do not!"
Standing in place, Meng Fan spit out a word, coldly said,
"Why are my monks fighting for? Even if they die, I don't believe it. Even if this Shenyuan Tower fails against so many people, I still don't believe that they can't fight. One way of cultivation. Since they can do it, why should we do it? If you don't, you will be born free, who will stand tall!"
The tone is sonorous, and it contains full determination!
Even though I saw this scene with my own eyes, Xiu Xin was only shaken in an instant, but after a while, Meng Fan had returned to normal, with the same heart.
If confrontation is useless, then what is martial arts.
If you can only wait for death, then what do you cultivate!
For Meng Fan, this has always been the case. Even though the enemy he is facing is unparalleled and powerful, he is just an ant in his eyes, but even an ant has the meaning of resistance. If you die, there is only one battle!
The expression in his eyes gradually became clear, Meng Fan’s own mind-cultivation became stronger. Perhaps others saw that he had lost his mind and the restricted area was too strong, but for Meng Fan, it made him want to be strong. The belief is stronger, and only by controlling the most powerful force can we be able to suppress everything.
The voice fell, causing Yuehan to gradually react, and his expression recovered. He glanced at Meng Fan, and there was an inexplicable smell in his eyes.
Although the two sides are enemies, endlessly dying, and can't wait for Meng Fan Yuehan to deal with it immediately, but now I have to admit that the latter is powerful.
Meng Fan was able to run wild, and he was hailed as the number one arrogant of the world. It was definitely not a blow out. Just because of this kind of invincibility, my self-contained aura is already admirable.
If it weren't for the already unending situation between the two sides, perhaps Yuehan really had a feeling of being moved by his heart in the face of the hero of the world.
Yep? !
At the next moment, Meng Fan's expression changed, and he stared carefully at the Emperor Yu Dao of the martial arts stele. All the spiritual energy in his body was concentrated on it, and Yuehan's expression on the side suddenly changed.
"This emperor feather martial art... is alive!"
Meng Fan let out a low roar, he had already discovered something, but his tone was full of tremors.
He has actually been in this Shenyuan Tower for ten years, and along the way, he has seen martial arts that I don’t know how many former Shenyuan strong men have left in the stone stele, but this kind of martial arts has helped Meng Fan. Not big.
Because it is only re-engraved in this stone monument, although it can be defeated, realized its operation, and even surrendered, but after all, it is just a phantom, it just shows the power of the strong in the past and stays here forever. , With his breath.
However, after careful exploration, Meng Fan suddenly discovered that this Emperor Feather Dao is different from other martial arts, because it turned out to be pure vitality power, and the runes flickered, flowing like a river, it was not a replica. Here, but a... . The martial arts of the real three realm powerhouses!
Emperor Yu, Emperor Gate!
Thinking quickly in his heart, Meng Fan finally realized that the former generation of sect masters of the emperor gate should have died between the world and the earth. However, even if the power of that level is dead, there are countless methods, including the ability to kill oneself. The martial arts of a lifetime have been extracted and placed in this Shenyuan Tower.
A real martial arts of the three realms of the gods, this is what it is, it is simply the epitome of his lifelong cultivation, once it is swallowed into his body, then it is stronger than Meng Fan's perception for many years. .
Enlightenment is just observing and speculating, but now this martial art is alive, and what is left by the real generation of strong emperor Yu, once it can make this martial art completely compatible with himself, then I am afraid it will be A powerful empowerment to one's own martial arts will be a qualitative improvement!
This kind of thing can be called supreme chance, it is already not comparable to anything in the world, because this thing itself is priceless, how rare are the strong who stepped into the three realms of the gods between the world, especially its A living martial arts left.
It seems that Emperor Yu left this thing in the Shenyuan Pagoda back then. Although in order to fight the thirteen hall masters, he did not want others to obtain it. Therefore, he left the Emperor Feather Pearl to the Emperor Gate, and his induction, Send it directly here to get such a chance.
No wonder Yuehan needed to practice for a while before, in order to improve himself, let his martial arts grow to a level, and then come to obtain this supreme treasure, integrate himself, and make his martial arts stronger.
After reacting, Meng Fan didn't say a word, and grabbed it directly with a palm.
"Meng Fan, dare you!"
On the side, Yuehan screamed, with a cold tone!
"Why not dare!"
Meng Fan sneered. The emperor's gate was about to kill him, so he didn't hesitate to collect the treasures of his generation of suzerain.
Just a moment when Meng Fan's big hand fell, it turned into a palm print like a mountain, completely enclosing this Emperor Feather Avenue, and a kind of domineering control over everything surging between the five fingers.
But when things reached this point, Yuehan calmed down exceptionally, with a pretty face, staring at Meng Fan, and spit out a few words coldly.
"Zhang Qixian, shoot!"
Indifferent tone, easy to speak!
Suddenly a wave of air hits behind Meng Fan, penetrating everything, and at a glance, you can see a supreme palm shadow hitting Meng Fan’s back heart, the five fingers hit, the heaven and the earth faded, a kind of king’s personal presence, and wiped out all the wastes. The overbearing manifested vividly and vividly, even Meng Fan had to give up grasping the emperor feather avenue and turned around and punched!
Bang!
In mid-air, the emperor fist collided with this handprint, and neither Meng Fan nor the person who shot it attacked again. At the same time, they felt the strength of the opponent. Standing, the person appeared, and naturally Zhang Qixian!
"Meng Fan!"
Two words were spit out from between Zhang Qixian's teeth, filled with infinite hatred.
Before being blown away by Meng Fan with a palm, punched through his body, if it wasn't for Zhang Qixian who had a powerful and incomparable body, it might have died like that. Naturally, he felt even more resentment towards Meng Fan. Seeing Meng Fan's gaze, I can't wait to kill him immediately. I hate it to the extreme!
Enemies meet, especially jealous!
Seeing Zhang Qixian's appearance, Meng Fan sighed softly and said helplessly,
"I know that Yuehan has a conspiracy. It seems that this Emperor Feather Orb is more than one, right!"
"Not bad!"
Above the sky, Yue Chong said with a smile,
"Your reaction is quite quick. This Emperor Feather Bead indeed has two males and females. One is in my hand and the other is in Zhang Qixian's hands. It's a pity that you didn't kill me before, although you are here now. The eighteenth floor, but there is no chance again, because you are going to die here!"
Hearing this, Meng Fan smiled unceasingly, and said solemnly.
"Do you think he can kill me?"
"You can't kill it, you'll know if you try it!"
With a relative breath, Zhang Qixian said coldly,
"Meng Fan, I said before that the first arrogant person in the world is me. What kind of thing do you dare to call that way, but if you kill you today, then no one will mention you again. Remember, There is only one Tianjiao between this world, and that is me, Zhang Qixian!"
The voice fell, and the verbal method followed, Zhang Qixian's body turned into a shadow, and he went straight to Meng Fan, shaking the world with cold and shocking ghosts and spirits!
It was only a moment that Zhang Qixian's figure was killed. Although he was also only a sacred level of cultivation, but now under the rampage, he has become incredibly powerful, and an overwhelming pressure is coming to Meng Fan. , Faintly made him feel that his mind trembled, and instinctively felt a kind of strange power in Zhang Qixian's body!
"Lead to death, Meng Fan!"
Zhang Qixian roared, his handprints slashed, and at the same time his vitality boiled throughout his body, filling the world, and at the same time, if there is a strong person who can carefully discover it, you can see it. With hundreds of millions of creatures crying, the world is killing like... . Terrible mood! <