Chapter 2933

The human world.

Suddenly the gate of the palace was knocked open, and a red light flew out.

It's the great emperor of the Central Committee.

He stood above the palace, in the void, with his eyes fixed on the distance.

The great emperor of the central government did not have Meng fan's eyes to peep at the heavens.

But as the leader of the road, he vaguely felt some kind of fusion of the universe.

The universe is like a piano.

Da Dao is the string of this piano.

When a string shakes, all strings will shake, which is a kind of resonance. However, this kind of shaking is very weak, and almost only the leaders of the road can feel it.

At this moment, in the mind of the central emperor, it seemed that there was a string on the piano, which had just appeared, but had not really formed, it broke.

Hovering in the air for a moment, the great emperor of the Central Committee said in a sharp voice: "Shenji place!"

At once, a mysterious secret place special order appeared around him and knelt down one after another.

"Keep an eye on the world of every avenue, and report to me immediately if you have any trend!"

"Yes

The evil god Dynasty, Qin Taichuan.

Magic world, magic maple.

Dragon Kingdom, Dragon Emperor.

Almost all the leaders of the road feel that a certain string has broken in the midst of the universe.

……

Cangshu state.

The long river of fate has receded.

Disappeared.

Meng fan is still wearing a blue shirt, standing in the sky.

In front of him, tens of millions of black dead creatures were floating in the air, but their black death spirit had been dispelled.

But these black dead creatures have been sunk for too long, and most of them have been destroyed. Even if the spirit of black death is dispelled, they are still walking dead.

Only a small number of black dead creatures blink their eyes after being purified, some of them are at a loss, but their spirit and consciousness are still there, only some are incomplete.

These are not long after being infected as black dead creatures, and the spirit idea has not completely disappeared.

Most of them are the king of order!

There are eight or nine hundred.

Among them, there are two or three hundred of them, who will be the gods in the future.

In addition, there are more than 300 night gods.

The night clan had just experienced a battle, and it was not long before they were infected with black death. However, in the battle, most of the night clan gods died. In the moment before they were infected, they all chose to explode themselves. Only these 300 statues were suppressed by the spirit of black death.

After the spirit of black death was dispelled, all the thoughts and emotions in the mind were chaotic. In the confused situation, these gods had a strong sense of crisis in their hearts. The fear of the unknown, the intention of killing and hostility filled these gods and kings.

At the moment when they were about to fight each other, suddenly a will came down and comforted their spirits. It was the will of heaven and the power of the mind of the Tao.

More than a thousand gods raised their heads and looked at Meng fan.

They gradually recovered the memory of sinking in the turbid, a cold sweat on their foreheads, as if they had a nightmare that would never wake up.

In nightmares, they know that their spirits will die out at any time and die forever. However, they have no choice but to wait for the arrival of death, which is the greatest torture.

Now, og wakes up.

In the void, with his hands behind him, Meng fan, dressed in blue, looks like a savior. This image and shadow are branded in their hearts.

The three hundred future heavenly kings who came to their senses were kneeling on one knee in the void. They were reborn after the disaster and said in a chorus of excitement: "meet the Lord of heaven!"

Meng fan's eyes swept over them, nodded gently, and then looked to the distance.

All the black dead creatures have been washed away by the long river of fate, and have been purified by the true meaning of Meng fan's road.

But in the distance, there are still eleven figures, wrapped in the air of black death.

That's the Lord of the thirteen halls.

There were only eleven left.

The other two hall owners are missing.

In the long river of fate, under the impact of tens of thousands of gods and kings in the future, under the impact of the power of the majestic vows and the true meaning of the road, the God of death, which was the fusion of the thirteen hall masters, was smashed and divided into thirteen hall masters, and each of them was seriously injured.

They looked at Meng fan solemnly.

Meng fan slowly extended his left hand.

Open your hands.

Palm, there are two groups of rules condensed space.

They are two great worlds, but in these two worlds, there is no life, vitality and vitality. There is only a chain of real road, which binds two flesh bodies.

It's the two lost hall masters!

The strong will of heaven's way whirled and whirled in the two great worlds, pounding at the two hall masters, washing their bodies of black death and beating their spirits.There is also the power of the will.

Meng fan is transforming these two sources of black death, from the body to the spirit, into ordinary gods!

Once Meng fan has done so, the spirit of black death and the way of death will become broken.

The spirit of black death is a kind of martial art. The road transformed into the way of death is a kind of road. The orthodoxy of the road is scattered among the thirteen hall masters. All the thirteen hall masters are there, and the road is unified. As long as any one of the hall masters is absent and there is a flash, the Black Death spirit and the way of death will become incomplete.

The way of death can be said to be the last one among the many great ways of the universe.

The other roads have a long history. Humanity, magic road and dragon road began to breed when the Terrans, demons and Dragons appeared. It took 10 billion years to create today's road.

Although the desolate road is chaotic, it is not as clear as humanity and dragon road. However, the history of the savage beast clan and the ancient elephant clan can be traced back to 10 billion years ago. Their ancestors, Xiangzhu, and Honghuang Tailong are heroes of the times.

The history of heresy and Buddhism is very short and appears very late. However, the history of Buddhism and Taoism has a history of 23 million years from the beginning of the impermanent fairy king to today. The history of evil way is longer than that of Buddhism. The first generation of evil gods was the overlord tens of millions of years ago.

The history of the way of heaven is longer. It is the first way to be born in the universe.

It took five or six years for the gas of black death to appear, which was more than 100000 years. It only took five or six years for it to rise up and wreak havoc between heaven and earth. Moreover, the gas of black death itself is only a force created by the law of heaven, a transformation of the will of heaven, and the entity of the concept of "death", which once belonged to the way of heaven.

It is still in the new era, after the decline of the way of heaven, to form our own orthodoxy a little bit.

If we say that the universe is a piano, and many roads are the strings on this instrument, playing the prelude of the new era together, then the way of death is the last string that appears, but it's also nondescript, blindly pursuing power, without a complete core orthodoxy, so it's very fragile.

Therefore, when Meng fan caught the two temple masters and cut the connection between the two temple masters and the other eleven Temple masters, the way of death, the string, was broken!

"Run, now is the best time." Meng Fan said to the eleven Temple masters. "I spent 7788 of my strength to urge the long river of fate. The rest of my strength is to suppress these two hall masters. You know very well that this is the best time to escape. If you don't run, you will not have a chance to run."

The eleven hall masters looked at Meng fan with their eyes fixed to the extreme. The way of death, which they had always wanted to create, seemed to have become extravagant hope. It was impossible. As long as they could not rescue the two temple masters suppressed by Meng fan, the way of death would always be incomplete.

But now they do not have the ability to continue to fight against Meng fan.

This is a dilemma.

Meng fan held two palace masters in his hand and said with a light smile, "your pursuit power is too expansive and has infinite flaws. If all the thirteen lords of the temple were there and turned into death, even if I could defeat you with all my might, I would not be able to smash the body of death, let alone suppress your two lords in chaos.

It's a pity that the God of death that you melted into is not complete, because a lord of the temple was severely damaged by the night king and wandered between life and death, and could not exert any power at all!

Thirteen blocks, built into a delicate and solid building.

I lost a building block.

This building is not solid, it has a huge hole, and I, from beginning to end, have been looking for this loophole.

Run, run away like a mouse, linger on, and next time, I'll get to know it all again

The eleven hall masters looked at each other.

Now Meng fan's mind is like an abyss like a sea. It seems like a saint's action has liberated the Protoss. In fact, he is in the mind of exterminating the clan and killing the seeds. Therefore, the eleven Temple masters don't understand what Meng fan meant by letting them go.

Yes, now that Meng fan's strength has been exhausted, a large part of his strength is still needed to suppress the two temple masters.

However, Meng fan's strength, as well as the original universe in his body, are so powerful that they can be restored to full bloom in a short time.

No one knows what he is thinking now to let the eleven Temple masters leave.

In this regard, Meng fan and the king of the brain are frightening, with deep layout and endless calculation.

However, Meng fan and the king of the brain are very different. The king of the brain is because of his powerful calculation ability. All his actions are rational and speak with numbers.

The king of the brain is playing "art".

Meng fan is "Tao".

But the eleven Temple masters understood.

They did not have the ability to fight Meng fan.

So, without hesitation, he devoured the space with the spirit of black death, creating a huge passage, walking in, disappearing and disappearing.

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