Chapter 1822: Chaos Patriarch

"Do not!"
A cry of exclamation resounded throughout the world.
The withered old man never expected such a drastic change. He was already careful before, and he just opened a gap in the space of this small tree.
After all, he didn't hope that the origins of the gods of Meng Fan and Zhantian Giant were all refining and needed to control the best timing.
But what was unexpected was that just this gap was enough for him to react for countless hours. If Meng Fan and the Zhan Tian giant wanted to come out, there would be no time at all.
He could react as quickly as possible, suppressing the two.
But what was unexpected is that among them, Meng Fan and Zhantian Giant didn't want to leave at all, but were ready to go, turned into two palms, ready to capture him!
One left and one right, Meng Fan and Zhantian Giant shot at the same time, grabbing the old man’s shoulders. At this moment, the old man’s shoulders seemed to be not his own. They were controlled by them, and they were directly caught by the volley. Away in the space.
Even if the old man was stronger, he couldn't resist the simultaneous shots of the two gods Meng Fan and Zhantian Giant. The void was forbidden, and the dry old man was absorbed in the space of the small tree after a moment.
The world is closed, the space is chaotic!
The moment the old man's body entered, he saw Meng Fan and Zhantian Giants from left to right.
Among them, Meng Fan grinned and said calmly,
"Meet again, right?"
A few words, although calm, but extremely indifferent.
Undoubtedly, Meng Fan had done the calculations by the old man before, and this little tree now seems to be just an occasional, like a cage for trapping animals, even if Meng Fan and Zhantian Giant were careless. It is also calculated to enter it.
Since Meng Fan's debut, countless counts of others have been counted, but counted counts are only a handful, and now he is naturally extremely angry.
The Zhantian giant on the side was about to breathe fire in his eyes. Although all of this was laid out by Meng Fan in an instant before, it was already transmitted to him by the sound transmission, but the two also suffered a lot.
Because the melting power in the space of this small tree is truly unique, it is extremely strange, and the martial arts of the king can also be obliterated.
Even the two great kings couldn't resist it, they could only insist desperately with their own power, and pretend to be a life-and-death duel. For the giants of the sky, now they can't wait to eat this dry old man.
Three eyes, facing each other at the same time!
In this furnace-like space, there are three great gods gathered together. Such a scene is really rare in ancient times.
The old man completely ignored Zhantian Giant’s gaze, just stared at Meng Fan with his eyes, and said slowly,
"Yes, good means!"
"Each, each other!"
Meng Fan snorted coldly, and had to admit that the old man’s situation was also quite insidious. If he hadn't been on the battlefield, he would have deliberately caused him to disagree with the war sky giant, which attracted the old man to look at it. Even today, it may really be the old man’s way. , Naturally felt a burst of anger.
The withered old man didn't move, and said calmly,
"Now that the three of you and I are in this space, what should we do now? It's better to let go. You should feel the horror of this space. If you continue, then the three of us will all die. It is better to leave me far away. Point, I open the space and let the three of us go out together, how about?"
Hearing the old man's words, Zhantian Giant hesitated and glanced at Meng Fan.
After all, he has a lot of power that has been wiped out now. If he stays in this space, it is indeed possible to be completely wiped out by it. Even if the battle giant hates the withered old man, he still wants to stay. Live only one life of oneself.
However, standing still, Meng Fan’s smile became stronger, calmly said,
"It seems that the old gentleman still treats me as a fool. This is your space. We will not suppress you. The moment you open it, there may be any means. I am afraid that when you go out, the old gentleman, we will stay. Here, does the old gentleman really think he can count me for the second time? Don’t say anything now, beat him up, fight the sky, beat him hard... Damn it, the little master is thousands The year hasn't been calculated, and the ship capsized in the gutter!"
A few words were spit out, revealing endless anger.
After this moment, the Zhantian giant suddenly roared, and the huge big stick also waved, slamming it at the withered old man.
At the same time, Meng Fan also broke out in the same place, ignoring the mountains, rivers, sun and moon, only a domineering breath, a palm fell, the two turned into the most powerful attack, sitting on the right, and heading towards the old man.
"you!"
The withered old man would never expect Meng Fan to be so decisive, but now there are definitely not many ways, only a zombie-like palm is raised, and a palm to the sky, and Meng Fan, the battle giant two fight together.
boom!
Suddenly, the sound of the shaking of the earthquake and the mountain erupted in the space of this small tree, but it came from the simultaneous action of the three great kings. What a shock. It's just that in this moment, it creates infinite power, which is enough to break the sky and destroy everything.
The withered old man almost never killed Meng Fan and the Zhantian giant, so at this moment these two great kings can be said to have directly abandoned their previous enemies, and aimed all their targets at the withered old man, launching the most fierce attack. .
Even with the limitation of the surrounding space, it doesn't work for Meng Fan and the Zhantian Giant. The two violent powers came out, swallowing the ground, and greeted the withered old man completely.
Under this situation, the withered old man couldn't help but scream again and again, sending out the most powerful means, but even if his means were extremely strange, the meaning of swallowing everything was even more terrifying than Meng Fan, but it was difficult to resist the cooperation of Meng Fan and the giant of war. .
After all, these two people looked at the whole world, ancient and modern, but the two most fierce people in ancient times, side by side, launching an attack, what a destructive power this is.
The vigor attacked, causing the mummy old man to retreat continuously, his body collapsed, and his strength was enough to swallow too many things, but it was unable to completely resolve all the attacks of Meng Fan and Zhantian Giant, naturally, they continued to collapse. Body.
In a few breaths, he suffered many injuries, and even blood spurted out, making him feel embarrassed.
But after such an attack lasted for a few moments, Meng Fan and the Giant Zhan Tian couldn't bear it, because they were now not only fighting against the mummy old man, but also against the pressure of Zhoutian Space.
This little tree space is completely comparable to the power of time and space in the past, it is extremely terrifying, and has the law to melt everything. Meng Fan and the Zhantian Giant had already been struggling to support it before, and it was not easy. However, launching a powerful attack now consumes itself even more, and it is undoubtedly suicide in this small tree space.
At this moment alone, Meng Fan felt that he might have reached an extremely dangerous point. If he did not go out, he would melt. The weaker he became, the weaker he became, and he might eventually become the real sacrifice of this space!
"Don't do it, sit down and talk sincerely, otherwise the three of us will die!"
The withered old man couldn't stand it anymore. Facing the attack of Meng Fan and the Zhantian Giant, even the ancient emperor would have to be cautious.
"How to talk!"
Meng Fan uttered three words, but it was printed and photographed, turned into a bear palm, and a big mouth directly volleyed on the old man's face. Under the blow, there was a clear and incomparable sound, and the smoke was dry. The old man's teeth all flew out, the blood fell, and the whole person flew horizontally.
Nima!
With a stable body, the old man ushered in the great stick of the Battle Sky Giant again, and in his heart he swears both Meng Fan and the Battle Sky Giant to death 10,000 times, and his handprints surfaced, covering the world, and said at the same time,
"I can take you away, but the premise must ensure that I am also safe. Just as I made a loss-making business this time, you first paid attention to the old man's tree, didn't you?"
Hearing that, Meng Fan and Zhan Tian Giant were both slightly embarrassed and coughed dryly.
This is true. If they hadn't wanted to put this unowned tree in their bag before, then I'm afraid there will be no future things.
"No matter how you say it, it was your intention to kill first!"
Meng Fan was extremely fast, punched his face, and bombarded the withered old man's face, which directly collapsed his nose.
"Then you have to change it back too, don't move.....stop the old man first!"
The withered old man yelled and drew back. He was covered in blood and his face was twisted under the beating of Meng Fan and the Zhantian Giant. His hair was fluttering and he was embarrassed. Now he is almost mad.
"This is cool, let's talk about it!"
Wiping the blood on his fist, Meng Fan smiled and stopped making a move, but the smile on his face almost made the mummy old man crush his teeth, hating it.
Panting, the old man's blood fell, facing the menacing Meng Fan who came under the siege, in the end he could only endure his anger.
"In any case, we should all leave this space now. You should be able to feel your power passing faster and faster. I know you don’t believe me, but you can do this. You grab my shoulders and I show Move the space. In this case, no matter if I have any actions, you will be able to react. How about? If you continue to fight in this space, I dare not say when there will be another stick of incense. It may not be possible for you and I to leave. Up!"
When the voice fell, Meng Fan and Zhan Tian Giant were silent for a while, knowing that what the latter said seemed to be true, but the latter was tricky and still needed extreme caution.
After hesitating, Meng Fan said,
"Yes, but first tell me your name and origin!"
Upon hearing this, the withered old man sneered and said slowly,
"Didn't you have guessed it before? Yes, I do not come from Ten Thousand Realms, but from...Chaos, maybe you can call it the ancestor of Chaos, because I am the will of...Chaos!"