Chapter 962: Dream Three Lives (2)

Above the compass, a hundred yellow dragons struggling with Yin and Yang suddenly trembled.
"call!"
One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen……………………
Hundreds of yellow dragons that provide yin and yang have become more, more and more. Hundreds have become thousands, and thousands have become 5,000, and they are skyrocketing towards ten thousand.
Of course, every time it doubles, Huanglong fades out a lot.
"Feng Shui evolves? Are you going to destroy these hundred dragon veins?" Senior Brother was surprised.
"It's not just destroyed, how can it evolve so much, it's impossible!" Senior Brother exclaimed.
"Boom!" "Boom!"……………………
More and more dragon veins in the Northern Sect collided vigorously with the dragon veins evolving from yin and yang.
The essence of the earth is constantly being extracted by the two parties. As farther and farther away, the land is deteriorating and rising, sand and fog skyrocketing, smog raging!
Rumble!
It is indeed not a lie to fight for yin and yang alone!
In the smog, Wanlong competed. The fight is not open.
But despite the fierce battle, the ghost fire in the grave did not come out.
The mountain where Yan Chuan, Baiditian, and Liu Jin stood was completely drained of the essence at this moment, turned into a pile of dust, and formed a huge smog in the battle of great strength!
Yan Chuan, Bai Ditian, and Liu Jin flew up into the sky, standing in the air, looking at the battlefield, but watching, the three of them suddenly raised their brows and turned their heads!
But they saw three figures standing not far away.
Dream of Hongying and Renshu, dream of three lives!
Seeing Yan Chuan, Meng Hongying was first happy, and then worried.
Ren Shu's eyes were shining, looking at Yan Chuan unexpectedly and curiously. Because Renshu has seen Yan Chuan, Yan Chuan's cultivation base has risen too fast, how long has it been?
The first of the three is Meng Sansheng!
At the moment Meng Sansheng was carrying a huge purple gourd that was nearly one person tall, his forehead slightly protruding, wearing a purple crown and purple robes, standing in front of the two of them, looking at Yan Chuan with a slight concentration.
"Meng Sansheng, now the lord of Shenzong Holy Land, the queen's grandfather!" Baiditian immediately transmitted to Yan Chuan.
"Meng Sansheng?" Yan Chuan frowned.
As the Lord of the Holy Land, Yan Chuan would naturally not be underestimated.
Meng Sansheng glanced at the Wanlong War in the haze, then turned to Yan Chuan and his party.
"Grandpa, this is Zizi's husband, the Great Emperor, Yan Chuan!" Meng Hongying explained.
Meng Sansheng looked at Yan Chuan.
"I have seen the Holy Lord of Shenzong!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
Although his impression of Shenzong's holy land was average, he was still Zizi's grandfather, and Yan Chuan still gave him enough respect!
Meng Sansheng looked at Yan Chuan, smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and ignored it, as if he didn't like Yan Chuan at all.
That trace of contemptuous eyes suddenly changed Liu Jin's expression on the side. Yan Chuan waved his hand gently to block Liu Jin's anger.
Yan Chuan smiled faintly. Since others look down on him, why should he respect him any more? Besides, Zizi has no feelings for this grandpa either.
Instead, Yan Chuan looked at Ren Shu and Meng Hongying.
Ren Shu's eyes rolled around, not knowing what he was thinking. As for Meng Hongying, he looked apologetic to Yan Chuan.
To Meng Hongying's apologetic expression, Yan Chuan smiled slightly, indicating that it was OK!
Meng Sansheng ignored Yan Chuan, but looked at Bai Ditian.
"Bai Ditian, it's been eight thousand years, and I have met again!" Meng Sansheng said lightly.
Bai Ditian frowned and looked at Meng Sansheng, nodding lightly.
"I heard that you surrendered to him now?" Meng Sansheng laughed.
Bai Ditian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Meng Sansheng, just say if you have anything, don't bend around!"
"It's been eight thousand years, you just reincarnated not long ago, remember that eight thousand years ago, you once sang a book of war against my Shenzong Saint?" Meng Sansheng said lightly.
Bai Ditian frowned slightly and said, "That's a thing of the past!"
"Oh, it's a thing of the past. You didn't come to fight, but you ascended with your wife. Your wife ascended. You didn't succeed in crossing the catastrophe. Instead, you were reincarnated. You forgot. I didn't. The battle book is still on my table. I know that you have lost eight thousand years of practice. However, once the battle book is finished, it is down. I will not bully you. If I can take a punch, everything will be exposed!" Meng Sansheng said solemnly.
"Bai Ditian, he seems to want to test you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
Bai Ditian nodded solemnly.
Seeing Baidi Tianfu drinking Yan Chuan, Meng Sansheng paid attention to Yan Chuan with a little doubt.
However, he quickly turned to Baidi Tiandao: "Don't worry, I won't use my baby with just one punch!"
Bai Ditian looked at Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan nodded gently.
Meng Sansheng wanted to test Bai Ditian, and Yan Chuan also wanted to see the power of Meng Sansheng.
Baiditian stepped out.
In the distance, Meng Hongying and Renshu also retreated.
"Liu Jin, do you know why Bai Ditian gave birth to Meng San back then?" Yan Chuan asked in a deep voice.
Liu Jin shook his head: "There was very little information eight thousand years ago, and Bai Ditian was extremely calm. He rarely made such a move. There must be very important grievances back then. You need to ask Bai Ditian to know!"
Yan Chuan nodded and looked into the air.
The corner of Meng Sansheng's mouth smiled slightly, and the probing fist crashed down.
In the void, a huge purple fist was condensed.
As soon as the fist strikes, it rolls up the storm. This fist seems to be hit through the storm.
Bai Ditian's eyes condensed, and his hand also smashed away.
At the level of their strength, any fancy spells seemed trivial.
The white fist gang and purple fist gang crashed.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Where the two fists collided, a blast of qi radiated out. As soon as the qi burst out, the surrounding storm blasted violently.
boom!
Under the huge fist-gang breath, the endless haze was washed away in an instant.
The fight between the two upper virtual realm strongest players suddenly shot out a huge fierce might.
Under the mighty power, a large number of Feng Shui masters below were immediately washed away, hiding behind Huanglong in horror, resisting the aftermath.
The battle of Wanlong stopped abruptly.
Where Yan Chuan was, there was also a blast, scouring Yan Chuan and Liu Jin.
At this moment, even after the waves, Yan Chuan did not move, but stared at Meng Sansheng.
I saw Meng Sansheng at this moment, when his pupils shrank, his pupils turned purple.
The purple pupils exude a faint light, staring at the fist gang where the two collided.
"No, pupil technique? Supernatural power? Meng Sansheng is not only to test Bai Ditian, what is he going to do?" Yan Chuan's expression sank.
"What kind of pupil technique is this?" Yan Chuan frowned and stared.
If you like Emperor Xianguo, please collect it: (EbookFREE.me) The literature of Emperor Xianguo has the fastest update speed.