Chapter 565: One enemy three

Celestial battlefield!
The last few words fell, and Meng Fan's eyes flashed, staring at Tang Qingqing, asking suspiciously.
"What is the Celestial Battlefield?
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"It's... the place where the strong of the old Ancestral Demon Land fought!"
Tang Qingqing sighed, knowing that Meng Fan was bound to ask. If he didn't tell the latter, then he would definitely resent himself. As for how to choose, it was up to Meng Fan.
"The warcraft family wants to pursue the strongest force, especially for the ancient warcraft, so they used to formulate rules. If someone is baptized and dissatisfied, they can challenge them. Once challenged, the battlefield of the gods will be opened. Above the mountain, but... it is not one person who is challenging, but three at the same time, regardless of life or death in the battlefield!"
The voice fell, and everyone on the mountain couldn't help being in an uproar. They challenged three at the same time. This is a decision that can be made by how talented people can make. As for whether there is or not, it is simply unnecessary. Because whoever can get the final baptism is not extremely powerful, the king of the younger generation.
Even if the cultivator is strong, but this holy mountain is stipulated to be under the age of forty, after all, the cultivation time is limited, and the strength is unlikely to reach a shocking level. And choosing one person to face three kings who are also the younger generation is undoubtedly seeking a dead end.
"Has anyone done it since ancient times?"
Aside, Hong Luo's pretty face was full of surprise, and asked softly.
"Have!"
Tang Qingqing said affirmatively, with a hint of emotion in his tone.
"According to the records of my family, I didn't know it in ancient times, but two guys appeared later, one was the Bloody Dragon Emperor, and the other was a human being called Li Xuanhuang! Both of these guys did not play cards according to common sense. , But each shines brightly and shakes forever."
Li Xuanhuang!
With this name again, Meng Fan’s eyes flashed, and he couldn’t think that his predecessor before Samsara Hall was really terrifying. He reached such a point that it could be comparable to what the Bloody Dragon Emperor did in his youth. I don’t know if he is here. What time is the cultivation base.
After a moment of silence, Meng Fan asked suspiciously.
"How to open the battlefield of the gods?"
Hearing this, Tang Qingqing sighed and said helplessly,
"You just need to draw the sky characters with blood, and you will get in touch with the power of order in the Ancestral Demon Land, and it will appear at that time, but Meng Fan, are you sure you want to do it?"
As the voice fell, the eyes of Xiao Hei and others fell on Meng Fan’s face. They knew the latter’s style of work all the time, but they all wanted to see the rare shaking of their head in Xiao Hei’s eyes. Even with a hint of prayer.
At the next moment, Meng Fan grinned and said softly,
"What are you looking at, how could I...not kill these craps!"
The tone was calm, but just when Xiao Hei and the others thought they were turning around, Meng Fan had already bit his little finger, and at the same time a drop of blood appeared, and forcefully drew a symbol in the sky, which was a heavenly character.
Looking at the rune in front of them, the smiles on the faces of the three Moding people suddenly froze in the next moment, but they were also shocked at this moment, looking at Meng Fan incredible, like a ghost.
Suddenly, as Meng Fan drew out this rune, at the same time, there seemed to be an induction between the holy mountains. At the same time, an invisible giant hand slowly emerged, and an old voice fell.
"Young man, are you sure you want to open the Celestial Battlefield?"
This voice is the power of the rules of the Ancestral Demon Land, rumblingly shaking everyone's eardrums like tearing, and looking at the holy mountain in surprise.
Most of them have never heard of these four words before, but many of them, the inheritors of powerful sects, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly there was an incredible burst in their eyes. look.
Celestial battlefield!
These four words mean too much. Since ancient times, there were only a few people who were qualified to open this battlefield of the gods, and their success was only a handful. Unexpectedly, they are now in a new world, appearing in front of them alive.
"The so-called Celestial Battlefield is one enemy three, ready to fight against the Demon Trio with one person?"
"Yes, it's this kind of fighting rules, isn't Meng Fan crazy!"
"Does he think that he can be compared with those from ancient times? He is too arrogant!"
The voices of discussion fell one after another, and many of them knew about the battlefield of the gods. At this moment, their expressions changed suddenly, and the words spoken set off a wave of exaggeration around them.
After all, the dragon emperor who has successfully opened the battlefield of the gods in the North Cang realm has the qualifications for thousands of years, and Meng Fan should do what the dragon emperor did when he was young. This is simply an oath to the dragon emperor. Bi Gao, falling into the eyes of everyone is even more of a death-seeking behavior.
Standing in the field, Meng Fan ignored the voices of everyone around him, but calmly looked at the sky and nodded slowly.
"Not bad!"
The two words fell, and in the next moment, the void changed. That ancient big hand directly penetrated the sky, with a smashing posture. At the same time, the entire sky above the Ancestral Demon Land was completely covered, and the palm was frozen. A palace in the sky appeared in the void.
The palace was suspended in mid-air, thousands of meters long, with a simple and solemn atmosphere. The blue bricks on it seemed to be unknown how long it had passed, and blood stains on it could even be seen vaguely.
The bloodstains left by the people who can fight on this are so powerful that it makes it difficult for countless people to breathe, and some even kneel on the ground. After all, this is an ancient thing and has witnessed those who stepped into God. The place where the strong in the Yuan realm battled.
"The battlefield of the gods is open, the challenger and the challenged are coming up, and the mover, die!"
The old voice fell again, and the words thundered, shocking the surroundings, there was an unspeakable majesty, resounding around the holy mountain, the rules left by this ancestral demon land were extremely terrifying, I don’t know how far it will arrive realm.
With a flash of eyes, Meng Fan stepped out in the next moment, and above the volley, he walked toward the sky battlefield like a real dragon.
"Brother Meng Fan!"
Xiao Hei's five fingers were clenched, tears swirling in her eyes, she had always wanted to help Meng Fan kill any enemy, but the latter had been blocking her in front of her, shielding her from the wind and rain, no matter how strong she was The enemy is a human enemy.
Xiang Xiaohei smiled slightly, and Meng Fan moved his body at the same time and appeared directly on the sky battlefield. In the next moment, he could feel a powerful meaning around him, as if standing between the dead mountain and the sea of ​​blood. , If it is a person with low mental power, I am afraid that it will be fainted in the next moment.
This kind of place, even the people who died in battle, had a strong strength, and the blood dripping made people feel scared.
With a calm complexion, Meng Fan's slender figure stood between the heavens and the earth, and at the same time looked at the three magic tripods on the futon, the chill in his eyes was like lava erupting, and he said word by word.
"Come up and die!"
The four words fell like thunder, with an unabashed dominance and fierceness, resounding around. Just four words are enough, and no matter who it is, they don’t admit that Meng Fan in the field is too overbearing. He is actually ready to challenge three people with one person, and there is no sense of timidity. On the contrary, I am invincible. Kill everything.
The arrogance alone is enough to make countless older generations of powerful people incomparable and unmatched.
"clothes!"
Hong Luo and Yan Hao glanced at each other at this moment, and both could feel the admiration in the latter's eyes. Now they can only be said to be admired. From the hatred of Meng Fan before, they are now almost worshipped. , They finally understood Xiao Hei's mood.
And even if they are called that way, it doesn’t seem to be unacceptable. On the mainland, strength is respected, and Meng Fan in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person. The name is legend, domineering and romantic world heard!
"God Battlefield, Meng Fan, what are you going to do!"
At this moment, Rao Su Mei's heart hung high, and a trace of tension appeared on her pretty face. Seeing Meng Fan's method with her own eyes, she now has to admit that she was extremely shocked. She did not expect that the young generation who thought it was good in the Vulcan Pavilion that day had already turned the entire North Cang spiritual realm upside down, and they have peers. The powerful strength of the person.
Stand alone in the void, ready to challenge the three of Demon Ding with one enemy three!
As the voice fell, countless people held their breath, clearly understanding that no matter what the outcome of today’s battle, it will be famous in Beicang, and there are only two possible outcomes, one is Meng Fan’s death in battle, and the other One is... The latter swept all the younger generations in the Northern Cangling Realm, and no one dared to compete with Meng Fan!
"court death!"
In the next moment, there were three roars from the holy mountain, and at the same time, the murderous intent of the three people of Moding was completely ignited, and the vitality fluctuations all over their bodies broke out. Even though the three of them only relied on the power of blood to stimulate them to reach the Great Realm of the Emperor Realm, their own strength was shocking enough. At this moment, the blood surged, sealing the void, and the three moved at the same time and came to the sky battlefield.
Standing still, the three people of Moding stood opposite Meng Fan, looking far away. Even though both sides did not move, the space of the battlefield of the gods was frozen. At this moment, everyone's eyes were Staring at the sky, a terrifying and meaning filled the surroundings.
With a grip of five fingers, the cold flame covered the magic cauldron, and at the same time, his eyes were staring at Meng Fan. In the next moment, cold laughter spread around.
"Okay, okay, okay, little beast Meng Fan, since you are looking for death, then I will let you know that this is the most regrettable decision you made in this life, and I will send you to die!"