Chapter 2282: Humane force

Boom!
The emperor fist of good fortune approached in an instant, and was also blocked by the throne of the emperor in an instant.
Where the front of the fist fell, on the throne of the emperor, a crack with the thickness of a thumb suddenly appeared!
Although the human emperor throne is a symbol of the supreme authority of the Purple Light Empire, its essence is not any powerful treasure. It just smelts all the heroic treasures that have been defeated by the Purple Light Empire into one body. There is no instrument spirit and no law. , But under the baptism of hundreds of thousands of years of luck and humanitarian power in the Purple Light Empire, it became solid and powerful.
But after Meng Fan's good luck emperor fist hit, a crack burst!
Two Kings of Jueping showed horror on their faces, and immediately flicked their fingers. It was the same technique used to break the one-yuan sword formation. In the humanity canopy, a wisp of purple gas immediately shot out, touching the center of Meng Fan's eyebrows at an angle of thousands of chances.
boom!
Like a heavy hammer hitting Hong Zhong.
Meng Fan's figure shook slightly, but the purple energy broke away!
The two kings of Jueping were surprised: "How is it possible!"
"The humanity aura is weakened!" Dean Baisheng exclaimed, and then his figure moved, a solemn white robe faded with the weather, revealing his extremely thin but strong body, dressed in black armor!
This thin and sturdy body didn't match his old appearance and long beard completely.
But when he took off his white robe, a smell of danger permeated. It was not a domineering aura, but a cryptic and obscure aura. At this moment, the head of Hundred Saints was erratic and suddenly shifted. , People can't see his steps at all, and at the same time, a strangely shaped black poisonous thorn appeared out of thin air, and the moment it appeared, Meng Fan's throat was already attached!
Click!
Two fingers pinched!
For Meng Fan, this mortal blow that was already close to the throat, a blow that was not clear in the eyes of the kings, was still slightly slower for Meng Fan.
Dean Baisheng was stunned.
"The ancient poisonous bee blood mother sting, refined for a long time, is your enlightenment tool?"
Meng Fan spit out words between the flashes of lightning.
Then there was a wave of volatility in the last two fingers, and there were traces of broken laws of heaven and earth. It was a means of space!
Bang!
The stinger was broken.
Dean Baisheng's face was pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he retreated sharply.
Yes, this is his tool for enlightenment!
A king, especially a king who once held the Hundred Saints Academy of the Purple Light Empire and has infinite knowledge, the only tool of enlightenment, was just broken!
When the blood mother thorn shattered, one of them was extremely dark, like the shadow of a blood worm flying away rapidly, it was the spirit of the blood mother thorn.
Meng Fan grabbed it with a big hand, and suddenly shot out with the will of God, turning it into an invisible chain, binding the spirit.
The panic in the eyes of Dean Hundred Saints had reached its extreme, and the eyes of the mixed yellow had become clear, and he tried to summon, only to find that the blood mother thorn's spirit could not break free, and he was trapped by the will of heaven.
"I use the highest law to condemn you!"
Just as Meng Fan was about to squeeze the poisonous bee to death, a serious voice suddenly sounded, and when he turned his head, he saw an evil and charming young man with a solemn expression.
Meng Fan squinted his eyes: "The power of judgment, the majesty of the law, this is also the power of humanity!"
The Judgment Heavenly King's hands folded fiercely, and then opened, in the palm of his palm, the pure and refined vitality, wrapped in a force that Meng Fan had never seen before, but could vaguely guess, derives a sharp sword.
It is eight feet long and four inches wide. It is like a glazed jade. The vitality is the handle to connect the flesh. The law is the heraldic writing. The humanity is the cutting edge. It is extremely sharp.
What a great judgment sword!
In contrast, Beidou Jianyi is inferior to three points.
Cut with a sword!
Meng Fan, turned around!
This turning around in the void drove the law of heaven and earth vitality, and it also reversed abruptly. In an instant, the violent wind and waves caused the surrounding kings to retreat uncontrollably.
At the same time, a sharp sword appeared in his hand.
It was as dark as night, seven stars on the sword body, a little heaven, a little divine will, a little meditation, a little good fortune, a little emptiness, a little black death, a little punishment from the heavens, pointing to the Big Dipper.
Beidou sword!
Judgment sword, Beidou sword, volley collision.
The Beidou sword shattered, and the trial sword was safe and sound.
But after one blow, Meng Fan stood firm as a mountain, but the Heavenly Judge, who had the upper hand by the collision of sword intents, retreated seven steps. The big judge sword in his hand hummed and trembled, and he could hardly catch it.
Meng Fan stood proudly in the void.
Confront the ruling emperor of the Purple Light Empire, the chief judge of the ruling hall, and the president of Baisheng with one person!
But at this moment, eight fists fell in the air.
There are eight gods and kings in the Purple Empire.
How fast did all this happen?
The tactics were only displayed after the Yiyuan Sword Array vacated.
At this moment, the Yiyuan Sword Array has just arrived!
Meng Fan looked at the eight fists with no expression on his face, and withdrew a step backward. The whole person instantly disappeared into the 129,600 sword intent!
"not good!"
The eight kings who threw their punches were suddenly shocked, and quickly withdrew, each using their own means to save their lives, but they were still hurt by the sword intent and were embarrassed.
After a while.
The sword intent and brilliance scattered all over the sky.
In the void, Meng Fan stood, beside him, was a black sphere. The power in it was incomprehensible to the many kings of the Purple Light Empire. Only the people in Ten Thousand Realms knew that it belonged to the Lord of the Thirteenth Palace. The most powerful means, the air of black death.
Inside the black sphere, the king who was previously bitten by the black dragon is struggling with his face twisted, but no matter how hard he struggles and howls, he cannot escape. Inside the sphere, there is the air of black death, and outside, there are layers. The layers of meditation and the meaning of emptiness block the heavens and isolate everything.
Therefore, under the solemn gaze of the kings, the king was slightly penetrated by the black death air, corrupting his vitality, and finally, it fell into silence, with no breath.
The black sphere was untied.
A king without any vitality, fell from the sky.
Meng Fan was still expressionless.
From his departure to the present, it was only a short cup of tea.
The undead king was crushed into a flesh, the instrument of enlightenment of the president of Hundred Saints was crushed, and the spirit of the instrument was still restrained, and wailed in the air. The King of Judgment barely suppressed the sword in his hand just now, and the throne of the Emperor was beaten out In a crack, the eight kings who wanted to kill Meng Fan at once were all blood holes cut out by the One Yuan Sword Formation. One king was corroded by a force that was not recognized by the Purple Light Empire.
And when Meng Fan appeared, none of the kings among the ten thousand domains took action!
Just watch the battle quietly!
The gaze of the two kings of Jueping was extremely ugly, not only because of Meng Fan's methods, but also because of the purple gas in the humane canopy above his head, which became weaker and weaker.
"This purple gas is humane." Meng Fan looked at the humanity canopy thoughtfully: "During the retreat, I saw the Purple Light Empire with my eyes, and there was a light purple gas flowing in it. I want to come, the Purple Light Empire and the Universe World The same is the human fire that was preserved by the mysterious power of the ancient era. Because of his strong salary, he gained humanity, the dominion, the dominance, and the judgment. They are all humanitarian forces. Obviously, the Ziguang Empire is bigger than the universe. The world is even more fortunate. The universe of the universe has only won a hero, but you have gained the power of humanity."
Meng Fan sneered coldly: "It's a pity that the questioning of a humane hero in the universe has shaken the humanity of your Purple Light Empire. How ridiculous? How long will the one who claims to be the emperor have to wait and see? Is it still still Don’t you use the most powerful means!"
Two King Jueping frowned, but said nothing.
"Dead!"
With a loud shout, sounded from the side, it was the Undead King who attacked and killed him with a terrible anger.
But not close.
Meng Fan shook his hands.
A yin and yang spear spanned a hundred steps, piercing the chest of the undead king, flying directly with it, and nailing it to a cliff 100,000 miles away.
The Ziguang kings were even more silent.
The most difficult and terrifying undead king of the Ziguang Empire, at this moment, is like a beaming clown, nailed to the cliff, grinning desperately to get out of the Yin and Yang spear, and then panting.
The undead king is indeed powerful.
Many years ago, at that time, speaking of it, it was the age before Meng Fan was born. He had fought against the giants of Gods and Tibetans on the road to God’s hidden. Although he was severely injured by two bodies, the undead king at that time, if he worked hard Battle, the outcome is unknown.
But how many years ago was it?
At that time, the gods, the land of the gods, and the temple of Zen were all giants of equal strength, but the years have changed, and the giants of the land of the land have thoroughly understood the meaning of the mind, and even seized the wooden boards of the ancient ship and transformed them into flesh, not to mention the flesh and blood that later became the devil of Jiuquan. , At that time, they were completely extremely prosperous.
And the Zen Temple, now also has a thorough grasp of the cause and effect of Zen!
Meng Fan and them are at the same level.
But the Undead King, still stagnating countless years ago, was too dependent on the power of the puppet when he was fighting against the giants of Gods and Tibetans. Indeed, these methods are really scary and cause headaches, but it depends on who they are.
Facing Meng Fan, even if you have nine lives, just kill you nine times!
Two King Jueping’s eyes were cold, and suddenly the humanity canopy on top of his head floated slowly.
Thousands of Zhongqian worlds are also moving fast!
The scene was spectacular.
Meng Fan did not move, but kept rotating his eyes, staring at the middle-thousand worlds. He clearly saw that there was a purple qi in these middle-thousand worlds, which was a humane aura. Although it was very weak, it could be ignored. No, but at this moment, these humane auras are clearly echoing each other, and serve as the foundation, gradually connecting thousands of middle-thousand worlds into one!
"Humanity..." Meng Fan took a long breath: "Countless epochs, humanity has gradually risen. It is not civilization, not culture, or even vitality, laws, or cultivation. These are not the foundation. The foundation of everything is It is because human beings condense into one body to build cities, build empires, and even build towers to the sky. Ask the sky!"
In his mind, scenes from the humane memory that he awakened when he talked with the of good fortune at the beginning, continue to emerge at this moment.
Thousands of middle-thousand worlds are fusing with each other, all the laws and vitality.
Like thousands of water droplets, melted into a lake.
A drop of water will evaporate.
The lake will not.