Chapter 1782

Cangqian and hunyan have fallen, and ye Zichuan's two incarnations have disappeared.

There were only two people left in the battlefield, Fu Hao and ye Zichuan.

At this time, Fu Hao was in a bad state. He suffered a storm like attack one after another. His body was broken, his soul was depressed, and even his magic soldiers were lost.

Ye Zichuan's strength shocked him, especially the power of three elements in one, made him feel powerless. The three of them didn't stop it, and suffered a heavy blow.

Fu Hao knows that he can't leave Donglai Island today.

Originally thought that after landing on the island, he could get some luck and make up for some losses.

But now, the ending makes him despair, and cangmeng will lose two days again.

He looked at Ye Zichuan with a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

A new generation wins over the old. Perhaps this is really a different era. Such an evil spirit was born, which has caused great losses to the other five original spaces.

The era of Xuan Tianzun pushed Hongmeng space to the top.

Now, Fu Hao sees more dazzling light in Ye Zichuan than Xuan Tianzun. His existence will push Hongmeng to a higher peak and create brilliance.

Did you lose like this?

no

Fu Hao is unwilling. How can ye Zichuan grow like this?

Although the goddess is extremely powerful, ye Zichuan feels more terrible than cangxue. The potential and growth speed of each other are too frightening.

If he really grows up, it's really hard to say which is stronger or weaker than the goddess.

Across the endless distance, Fu Hao looked across Donglai island and seemed to see where he came from.

Together, the four spaces were disintegrated by Ye Zichuan. This time it was another huge failure.

But before the fall, he wanted to recover a little.

"Ye Zhetian, you are really strong. It's not wrong to lose in your hands."

"But for the sake of cangmeng and other primitive space, you must die here today."

"I'll take you with me!"

Although Ye Zichuan's face was a little pale and his energy was overdrawn, his momentum was still so strong and his eyes were cold.

"Don't stand in the perspective of righteousness. This is war. It's so realistic and cruel. Put away your disgusting face."

"When Cang Meng bullied Hong Meng, did he ever think that there would be today?"

Ye Zichuan's voice was very cold and ruthlessly opened the true face of cangmeng.

Yes, when cangmeng was at its strongest, let alone Hongmeng, the other four original spaces were pressed down by cangmeng. They took what they wanted and accumulated a strong and incomparable foundation.

It is these details that make the sky level of cangmeng be born one by one.

Fu Hao smiled miserably: "you're right, but today, I'll kill your hope of the rise of Hongmeng here. You'll never go out."

"Kill me? You don't have the ability!" Ye Zichuan's blood spear pointed at him: "you are not the first cangmengtian level to die in my hands, nor will you be the last."

"I'll take you on the road first. Cangxue will accompany you."

"Arrogance!" hearing Ye Zichuan's blasphemy against the goddess, Fu Hao's face suddenly turned red and shouted angrily: "you want to challenge the goddess? You don't know how to live or die!"

"You're worried!" Ye Zichuan sneered: "you're afraid. You're afraid that if I grow up, cangxue will die in my hands."

Fu Hao's eyes became very gloomy: "you don't have that chance!"

In his body, a creepy Qi machine appeared, as if something had awakened.

Ye Zichuan's pupils contracted. He saw that Fu Hao's body began to disintegrate, much like when he atomized. One arm gradually disintegrated.

"The goddess taught me the ultimate mystery, but I haven't understood it for so many years. I'm ashamed of your cultivation."

"Now, kill you with this ultimate power!"

Ye Zichuan felt the power of cangxue!

And it is the power related to the original mystery, and it is the last ultimate realm.

Cang Xue actually sealed such power in Fu Hao's body. Although it was only a little, it was terrible enough.

Cangxue once explained the mystery of yuan level to the heaven level of Shengxue mountain, but few people can understand it.

Especially people like Fu Hao, who are too old, have been following their own path of evolution, their thinking has been fixed, and it is difficult to turn around.

Cangxue preached for him many times, but Fu Hao didn't understand it at all.

Therefore, cangxue sealed part of his atomized power on him, hoping to use this power as a guide to let Fu Hao understand as soon as possible.

This is like a key that can help Fu Hao open the last door.

It's a pity that Fu Hao hasn't made much progress over the years.

At the last moment of his life, he released this part of power and wanted to use it to kill Ye Zichuan and solve a big problem for cangmeng.

As this primitive force untied the seal, his body was assimilated and began to decompose, like countless small ice crystals glittering with crystal luster.

Ye Zichuan started directly when he felt bad.

Prick!

The blood spear pierced the void, the spear breathed out a little cold light, and the gold seal on the top of the head took the lead in smashing it.

With a bang, the gold seal like a mountain fell, and Fu Hao's body exploded directly.

Some of them become blood mist, and some of them become countless particles. When they are mixed together, the white and red light complement each other, giving people a strange impression.

"Is this the ultimate mystery?"

Fu Hao entered another level, as if standing in another dimension watching the world and seeing scenes he had never seen before.

His consciousness was about to dissipate. He didn't understand the mystery of yuan level. His body was eroded and assimilated into countless particles, which was beyond his control.

At the last moment when his consciousness fell into darkness, he detonated this terrible force in himself.

Ye Zichuan felt the terrible pressure from cangxue again. It was just a little power left on Fu Hao, which made him like a great enemy.

What's more, his body has lost too much strength after the war.

In a trance, countless white fog condenses into a beautiful shadow. It is in high spirits and has a peerless posture. It is as cold as frost.

Ye Zichuan's hair stood up all over his body.

Immediately, a vast expanse of white light flooded him. There was nothing to see here. Only a destructive force was impacting and lasting.

What is frightening is that in this hard place that is difficult to be destroyed, there is a mountain that has disappeared directly, completely melted and turned into dust.

The little beast in the distance screamed, "little leaf."

It rushed here quickly, and the cloud formed by Li Changye also flew over.

After a long time, the light here finally dissipated. A broken and shapeless body fell to the ground, and no part of the whole body was complete.