Chapter 1020

Elder martial brother!

Obviously, as the ghost face said, this name will never fall into the ears of ordinary people.

Before that, it could be said that it was extremely mysterious, but there was a commotion on the altar. For the older generation of strong men, there was a trace of palpitation in their eyes, which was obviously no stranger to the elegant middle-aged man in front of him.

"Jun Qian has the feeling again, it seems that this time the harvest is not small!"

On the altar, the elder of the war hall whispered, his eyes twinkled, full of a sense of self-confidence.

Obviously, there are many strong people in this hundred nationality grand gathering. All the major forces have taken their cards. The blood in the forbidden area is all close to heaven. The last card of the battle hall is the middle-aged man in front of him.

Brother Zhan Tang, Jun Qian!

The elders of the war hall on this altar are full of confidence. The reason is that the word of war behind Jun Qian is the unique symbol of the war hall for thousands of years.

Only after a certain kind of trial training in the war hall can you be qualified to engrave this word on the back. During the thousands of years, only three days have passed since the war hall was qualified to engrave this word on the back. Among the younger generation, there is only Jun Qian, and even Zhan Fenger, who is extremely loved by Zhan Mukong, does not have this qualification.

Once this word is engraved, the rumor means the supreme glory of the war hall, the real . descendants of emperor Zhan!

"One thought and one dream, the so-called Atlas of the God of war, as long as the spirit is integrated into it, is to realize his own supreme divine power. It seems that qian'er should step into the second step or so on the basis of the integration of martial arts and Taoism."

A moment later, Zhan Mokong, who had been sitting still on the platform, slowly spat out a few words, which suddenly shocked countless strong people and fell into the earthquake.

Obviously, their understanding of the supernatural power is only half understood, and they can not compare with the legendary giants in the northern group.

"The so-called supreme martial arts are three steps in a step. The first three steps are the so-called cone-shaped martial arts and Taoism. The integration of martial arts and Taoism leads to the highest level of martial arts. Most people in the world only know that they can practice spirit and body. However, when they really reach a certain level, they will reach the point where the real road is simple, and they will form their own martial arts The more powerful the realm is, the more invincible it will become! "

The tone of Zhan Mokong was old and spread all around. This is what he said and done since the beginning of the grand gathering of 100 nationalities.

Suddenly, the countless strong men on the altar were shocked and silent. Obviously, they were thinking about something from the war.

Martial arts, can be called the artistic conception.

Those who can understand the martial arts can be regarded as the masters who dominate the whole world. They are qualified to start the sect and dominate.

It is more difficult to take this step on the road of martial arts. Although there are only three steps, it is estimated that the three steps will step into the sky.

Even the countless strong people who can step into the six levels of Xuanyuan realm can stay in the first step of the induction of martial arts, but can't advance inch by inch, because they don't have enough understanding of themselves and can't advance on their own artistic conception.

In a short time, many powerful people on this altar were moved by their hearts and looked at Jun Qian on the altar. According to Zhan Mokong, the latter should have reached the second step of martial arts.

The eyesight of these people in the field is quite amazing. At one glance, they can see that their age is definitely less than 100 years old, but they are so. They can not help but shock the hearts of many powerful people who dominate the world.

However, like Ling Tiandi, these people are frowning, and do not feel any joy, but are full of dignified meaning,

"unexpectedly, he really came in person!"

The tone is light, and the speaker is Ling Tiandi, with a complex flavor.

"I don't care about my identity."

Zhan Mokong is no longer drowsy now. His eyes are staring at the blood sky in the air. Maybe others don't know who the blood sky is, but they understand.

This time, the one who stepped into the space of God of war had a character who was able to keep pace with lingtiandi, a strong man who was proud of the northern region. He even ventured into it.

Even if Jun Qian goes against the sky again, it is also taking a huge risk compared with the blood all day.

You should know that even though this is the space of God of war, it has a natural suppression on Xuedu heaven, which makes itself the peak strength. There are only six levels of Xuanyuan realm here, but over the years, there has been no change in the fighting experience and understanding of martial arts.

It's a living old monster, and xuedutian has several forbidden area helpers in his hand, and he doesn't know how many mysterious means. Obviously, it's an invasion of the Ares space. Once the latter gets hold of it, everything here will fall into his control!

This time, the forbidden area can be described as a bloody cost. If the identity of xuedutian is spread out, it is estimated that all the people in the whole world will be shocked. The identity of Prince in the forbidden area is already overlooking nine days and ten places!Among the myriad domains, there are always those who absolutely control the rules, such as forbidden areas, such as . gold twelve League!

Despite the shock of the whole world, the real focus at this moment is still on Jun Qianliang in Xuedu Tianhe field. Obviously, even though the two are separated by two battlefields, the confrontation between them is extremely terrifying.

"A group of mole ants will die if they die. What a pity!"

Blood all day sneer a, calm said, as if before this crush is just a few ants in general, the so-called Tianjiao in its eyes is also very weak.

Hearing the speech, Jun Qian sighed softly and said slowly,

"I am a little puzzled. Even my master didn't expect you to come in person. I just thought that you would send strong men this time. In your capacity, I believe that you should disdain to fight with us!"

"Well, I didn't plan before, but I changed my mind and wanted to commit suicide by myself."

At the same time, he looked at the space of the God of war, and a sharp meaning flashed in his eyes,

"it's a pity that this little beast may not give me this opportunity!"

At the same time, xuedutian's eyes turned to one of the shining Futuan places. At this moment, the strong men in the place woke up one after another, and gained a great deal. Obviously, they have made great progress in understanding martial arts through the atlas of the God of war.

At this moment, however, all the people in the field noticed that there was still a place which was still, and the light shining on it seemed to dim down.

On the battlefield, a Golden Shadow stopped in the sky, and the green silk was flying. Zhan feng'er, who had already killed the strong in the forbidden area at this moment, was also looking at the putuan and mumbling out a few words,

"that is Meng fan? "

At this moment, Meng fan, who was sitting quietly in the Futuan, was motionless. The whole person's spiritual consciousness was connected with the atlas of the God of war, just like sleeping.

Even if it is Xiaotian, the long haired Finch and others are trying to wake him up, but Meng fan is the whole person is immersed in his own artistic conception, falling into the constant reincarnation.

"What should I do? The boss will not have gone to sleep."

"Yes, boss, you still have a turtle to feed. Don't hang up like this!"

Finally, there is no way for the turtle and the bird to give up.

Obviously, at this moment, Meng fan was immersed in his own samsara. He could not wake up with the help of the outside world, only he could wake up.

Because all the artistic conception is based on Meng fan himself. Under the influence of self perception and the atlas of God of war, his martial arts are influenced by his own body. Once he wakes up, he will be shocked.

But once it is unable to wake up, then it will forever sink black, lost in this endless world.

In the endless cycle of reincarnation, Meng fan reached a peak in his life. He left Wuzhen and killed tianhanzong alone. Unfortunately, he was not as amazing as he is today.

It took hundreds of years for the whole man to reach an old age, which was just the fifth level of Tianyuan realm. However, there were not so many enemies today. Meng fan was also enough to establish a sect and become a local hero.

Today is Meng fan's 800 year old birthday. After finishing all the gifts sent by the outside world, Meng fan's eyes finally fell on the calligraphy and painting in front of him.

There is a blank space on this painting. It seems that someone should be painted, but there is no such figure all the time. There is only one character on this painting.

I don't know that I'm a guest in my dream. I dream and read for a thousand years!

Meng fan's eyes flashed as the old palm touched it. Before that, he had already seen countless Tiancai Dibao, including seven level deities and even things with life prolonging effect, but there was no shock after he saw this pair of calligraphy and painting.

The palm of his hand trembled. Meng fan wanted to see who sent the painting. However, he found that there was no source at all. He could not help but wrinkle his brow and sink into meditation, staring at this pair of calligraphy and painting in silence.

In a trance, Meng fan seems to feel that he is not a person in this world, and he seems to have spent many lives. Each life is constantly climbing, with repetition and fighting, but it seems that he has forgotten something and forgotten a very important memory for him.

His lips trembled slightly. Meng fan read this poem slowly. He felt that in his every reincarnation, there was a kind of reminder, reminding him of what he had forgotten!

"I don't know I'm a guest in my dream. My head hurts. What have I forgotten? "

Second, I finally straightened out my ideas. This chapter makes up for yesterday's, and today's update should be in the afternoon or in the evening, with an outbreak!

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