Chapter 2252

This is the seizing of the creator.

God's will oppresses, God's will is majestic, nature is mysterious, and vacuum is smashed.

The central emperor's eyelids kept beating, but he did not dodge.

It's not because Meng fan smashes the vacuum, so there's nowhere to hide.

It's some deep-seated pride that won't let him hide.

The moment you step into Wudao, you will see the shadow of the ancestor of humanity. You will know that you were born to uphold the spirit of humanity. You have mastered the means to fight against the true meaning of the great way in the world of heaven and earth. For hundreds of thousands of years, you have never failed!

The great Emperor didn't know what failure was.

Therefore, his Daoxin can be described in two words.

Invincible.

This means, invincible!

Even if Meng fan's sharpness is so terrible at the moment, even at this time, the whole universe is crying and Howling because of this attack. Even if many gods in the execution platform battlefield feel the ferocity and numbness of their scalp.

The central emperor does not hide.

In his heart, even if he met the chaos emperor, he did not believe that he would be defeated!

His body is moving, his shoulders are uplifted, and his head is covered with humanity. His purple air is like the sea, like an abyss, like a waterfall, and the body and spirit of the central emperor are being washed down. He holds a holy pen and waves in the air. A thousand words are completed. What a good advice!

Catch it.

Good advice to the world is broken in the air!

Another beautiful article, road to the magnificent mountains and rivers, such as a file, which not only text, but also ink style.

Meng fan made unremitting efforts.

Splendid article is broken again!

Even breaking the two articles written by the holy king, his momentum did not diminish at all.

In the eyes of the emperor, there is no reflection of his eyes!

Within hundreds of thousands of miles, the vitality and the law are rolling, like being summoned and driven by Meng fan, forming a big wave, which impacts the central emperor with him.

This is the grace of the creator.

"Meng fan..."

The great emperor of the central government suddenly threw away the holy King's pen. He did not advance but retreated. The front of his fist swayed thousands of times and bombarded Meng fan's palm with a series of shadows.

"Heaven and earth, no one can stop my luck!"

In the big drink, is the astonishing arrogance!

Meng fan was indifferent to this.

Instead of stopping, he was more powerful.

Zhongtian Shenwang, zhanwuji, Yuhan And so on, the name of the Dark Alliance people who died in battle reverberated in Meng fan's mind. The emotion contained in this attack is by no means a few words to describe!

In Wanyu, near the execution platform, a not magnificent, but silvery white hall suddenly rose from the ground, hovered in the air and whirled wildly.

That's the hall of heroes.

On the execution platform, his hair was gray, and even his face was wrinkled. The old lonely heart raised his head and looked at the whirling Hall of souls. He heard countless voices of the dead. His eyes were blurred. Suddenly, a thunderbolt appeared on his head.

Meng fan and the central emperor fight!

Collision!

Turbulent!

The power burst out in an instant, dividing the whole world into purple and white. The sun and the moon are in total. The voice of humanity reading and the endless cry of ghosts are interwoven together. The two figures are covered by purple gas and the light of the creator. I don't know how many gods scream, because the array of roars stimulates their spirits and tears their minds.

Among the myriad regions, a surging.

The purple air and light continue to reverberate. The chanting of the chapter of humanity can be heard everywhere. The collision between the two emperors is still going on!

On the execution platform, Guiye, who is being healed, looks at Gu Xin Ao, not only him, but also many people's eyes are attracted by Gu Xin Ao.

The thunder on the top of his head is more and more heavy.

That's punishment in the making.

In addition to the chapter of humanity and the howling of ghosts and gods, there was also a sound in the world when the punishment was brewing.

As if countless heroes are singing!

Lonely heart Ao closed his eyes.

The sky punishes the thunder to fall suddenly, such as the long river scours, has hidden the lonely heart arrogant figure.

"Solemn and stirring." Linglong heart Zun suddenly stood up and spat out a few words. "Every big world has its own mark. The world of purple light is purple, the world of heaven and earth is gentle, and Wanyu is solemn and stirring."

Every big world has its own mark.

Each has its own melody.

They all have their own voices.

The great world of heaven and earth is a thoroughly humane world. The human race is extremely prosperous and has a very high civilization. Although each clan is independent, they jointly protect the peace.

Ziguang world, as a hegemonic way, suppressed the world and achieved its own prosperity and prosperity.

This is just a metaphor and description of Linglong xinzun. It may not be exact, but it is close to people's heart.And Wanyu.

From the beginning to the present, the race is in chaos, the strong are frequent, the history is ups and downs, three generations of overlord, each through the blood pool of corpse sea, to win the world, too many heroes together wrote a solemn and stirring epic!

Both Mengfan and Wuji sect leader have said that although Wanyu is not as prosperous as the world of heaven and earth, the human race has always been in a humble position for hundreds of thousands of years. Until Meng fan dominates the world, humanity gradually rises. In Wanyu, there is no gentleness, and there has never been a complete one like the purple light world However, because of the ups and downs of fortune, we don't know how many strong men and heroes have been bred. Under the earth, there are too many ambitions, heroes, loyalists and heroes!

The Big Dipper star emperor, the mountain splitting old man, the Xuanyuan ancestor, each emperor family.

And so on and so on, countless lost legends.

Even the emperor xuanhuang of the last era and all saints of humanity!

Endless, writing a sad song together.

The sky's punishment and the thunder are gone.

Lonely heart Ao 30000 white hair into dark green silk.

A face is as tender as a teenager.

In the era conference hall, Taiyi, yangzun and other gods, no matter how calm, suddenly stand up at the moment.

In the battlefield, even Zhan Tian giant is stunned to look at the lonely heart proud.

The empress and others were stunned.

Yingling hall from a main hall, into a divine tool, fell in the hands of lonely heart.

This is already his tool to achieve Tao.

"The Lord of the world," said Tai Yi, his lips trembling

Yang Zun's lips were even more shocked and trembled: "born in the spirit of a great world!"

Wujimen is a kind and selfless man, who can sacrifice his life to be benevolent. He is born in accordance with the fate of the universe. He is chosen for the earth and can drive the vitality, laws and even the power of the whole world.

At this moment of loneliness

Someone screamed.

"The Lord of all domains!"

These four words, like the chapters of humanity, the howling of ghosts and the songs of the dead echoed in the whole world, let everyone show all kinds of exclamations.

"No

Lonely heart proud whisper, indifferent incomparable.

He is no longer the arrogant man.

He rose up side by side with Meng fan, experienced too many stories, and finally saw through everything, especially life and death. He retired and allowed himself to grow old slowly. However, some people still called him "brother" and Meng Niuniu called him "lonely uncle".

He was no longer alone, and he was no longer proud.

"The Lord of the universe? I'm not. I'm just a grave keeper. "

Lonely heart Ao slowly stand up.

"A grave keeper who has guarded countless spirits of all ages."

Hum Hum

The ode to the dead is boundless.

How many romantic figures in ancient and modern times are among them!

The tomb keeper of Wanyu rises from the sky, and the vitality and laws of the whole world follow him. A torrent sweeps through, and too many purple light gods are suppressed and unable to move.

And the goal of the lonely heart is not them.

The majestic power rises in the heart, the lonely heart is arrogant, the five fingers spread out, and grasp to one direction, which carries the blow of the infinite dead's Hymn, with only one goal.

The thirteen pillars around the ancient emperor.

The Lord of the thirteen halls.

"Ancient emperor, do you understand? Do you understand the greatness of the spirit? "

Hair in the body, if the shape of the mad ancient emperor to see lonely heart proud.

"Why did the old man who split the mountain die? Why did the Big Dipper star emperor die? How did the emperor Xuanyuan sit down? There were also burning heavenly orders, endless wars, too many people, and Yuhan."

Gu Xin Ao has been close to the front, only a hundred feet away from the thirteen hall master. He can clearly see the shock on the face of the thirteen hall master.

"This blow, for everyone, especially for Yuhan!"

Vitality, law and the power of the world converge like a stream.

There were cracks in four of the thirteen columns.

Then -

broken!

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