Chapter 1979: Fisherman profit

it has started!
Holding the ancient book of Xiandi, Meng Fan slowly raised his head and glanced outside.
At this moment, the two most powerful forces collided, and the turmoil that was set off was definitely not small.
The ancient battlefield that was already crumbling and precariously burned under the explosion.
Countless people from the burial ground rushed over to encircle the immortal land. Under this circumstance, everyone understood that within a few breaths, this ancient city of immortal was about to collapse completely.
"The prince, the people of the burial ground, have attacked!"
Many powerful people in the fairyland came outside the temple where Meng Fan was, and the voices of the three elders came.
"Just follow the plan!"
Inside the hall, Meng Fan slowly got up and said.
Hearing Meng Fan's words, everyone in the immortal land outside this hall did not suspect him, and under the leadership of the three old men, they moved one after another. And Meng Fan is also moving the space, but unlike everyone's goal, his goal is only one, which is the core mineral vein in this deserted ancient battlefield!
Wearing a black robe and slender body, Meng Fan has once again restored his identity as a black robe military officer.
A few breaths of time allowed him to come within the range of this core mineral vein.
There is an extremely terrifying seal sacred formation here, which has always been controlled by the immortal land and the burial site. They have completely sealed this place, causing no one to shake this place despite the precarious wind and rain between the week and the sky.
But now it's different. Under the circumstances that this war is set off, the magical formation of this core mineral vein can't help but loose its seal and damage its defenses.
And Meng Fan's body is easy to step on, just a few breaths, and he has come to the most central place here. Nowadays, many people at the burial site have already been killed, but after seeing Meng Fan, they all bowed and dared not say more.
The latter is the celebrity next to King Shenglan, and is even more commanded to control this place, who dares to control Meng Fan.
Therefore, Meng Fan’s body went straight to the depths of this core seal, and just swept away his divine thoughts, he has sensed that there is an incomparably huge spar power beneath the ground. The vaguely spreading power made Meng Fan's heart tremble.
"Lots of spars!"
In an instant, every bird and turtle roared, and it was difficult to restrain the excitement.
The spar is the most mysterious and unpredictable existence in the path of the gods, even if the king is in front of it, he has to move.
After a glance, Meng Fan knew that ordinary methods could not take out the spar in this underground, because the seals here were placed by the two powerful people in the immortal land and the burial land, even the king. May easily break through here.
The seal is to prevent anyone from being able to touch this core mineral vein. The only thing here is the battle between the immortal land and the burial land, and the final winner can have it.
But it is a pity that now there is another person here, Meng Fan!
Taking a look at the seal under the ground, Meng Fan didn't move, just smiled and said calmly.
"Come out!"
The three words were extremely calm, and while Meng Fan was speaking, the entire void in which he was located was sealed, and two afterimages appeared behind him. It was the left and right elders of King Shenglan.
The two half-step kings stood in front of Meng Fan.
"So you have found us?"
One of the old men said hoarsely, with sharp eyes.
"Of course, you were ordered to kill me. You were already here, and you also let everyone leave. King Shenglan took great pains to kill me!"
Meng Fan mocked.
"Humph!"
The expressions of the two old men were gloomy, and they responded coldly,
"It's to blame, it's not that you are not a descendant of the Holy Lan King. You can't keep you. Besides, we want the power of this spar, and we need a substitute for the dead. You are the right one. You just use your blood to worship this crystal Turn on the stone!"
The voice fell, and the two old men shot their hands, raising their palms at the same time.
This step was the previous arrangement of King Shenglan, killing Meng Fan, stealing half of the spar here, and then all the responsibilities on Meng Fan.
Therefore, the two old men are also very excited now. When they raise their hands, the horrible handprints are in control of everything. That kind of great power is terrible!
However... the movements of these two elders are only limited to raising their hands, because just a moment later, the two of them screamed miserably, and even the power in their palms did not have time to work out, just a bang. , The flesh burst, turned into a rain of blood.
As mentioned before, the core of this spar vein is opened, and blood is needed to sacrifice. Unfortunately, it is not Meng Fan, but the two of them!
With no expression on his face, allowing the void of blood to continue to fall, Meng Fan strode forward, moving his palm lightly, and the mist of Hessian flowers came out of his fingers and merged into the ground.
Even though this place was after the seal left by the two peerless powerhouses, the Immortal King and the Burial Lord, but under Meng Fan’s power, it was swallowed up little by little, and then completely disappeared, and Meng Fan was just how to step Stepped into this underground.
Core mineral vein!
The immortal land, the burial land where the two major forces fought for several years, is now in front of Meng Fan's eyes.
The latter stepped calmly, facing the surroundings, grinning lightly, beaming with joy.
There are so many spars in the underground, all in his imagination. At a glance, the whole spar is like a hill, and some even turn into liquid and flow quietly. The power of the spar contained in it, It is extremely pure!
Even Meng Fan, the blood in his body boiled at this moment. For him, this place was like seeing spring water in the desert, and the extremely hungry people saw bread. The martial art was running, the blood boiled, one step. After that, Meng Fan stepped into the spar vein.
It has been calculated for so long, for this spar core mineral vein in front of me!
Therefore, Meng Fan did not have any politeness at all. Between his fingers, a vast, majestic swallowing force swept away in his body, drawing all the power of the surrounding spar into the body, and turning it into a little bit of fusion. My own strength helps Meng Fan recast his true self!
If such a scene were to be seen by the powerful king of the ten thousand realms, it would be crazy!
Even if it is the ancient emperor and the thirteen hall masters here, there is absolutely no exception, because there are too many spars here, for any king in the world, it is a great nirvana and great fortune.
However, right now in front of Meng Fan's eyes, I don't know where the king, who has never made progress, would think when seeing this scene. Even Meng Fan could hardly restrain his turbulent emotions, stay in place, and devour everything.
In just a moment, Meng Fan in the field let out a roar, shocking the world.
The power of this kind of spar is continuously injected into his body. It is by no means comparable to the palm-sized spars before, but the entire spar vein, even a thumb-sized spar. Let the king of the gods look sideways, not to mention this vein!
The breath broke out, suppressing the eight wastes!
And in it, Meng Fan continued to Nirvana, his joints creaked, and the horrible breath... became more frightening!