Chapter 1021: One dream and one thought for a thousand years

What have I forgotten!

Meng Fan said to himself that he had been fighting all the way over the years, and he had never been so confused. Looking back on his life carefully, he always felt that he was missing something.

It seems that the lack of that figure is extremely important to him, so that even if he is reincarnation, he can't forget how many lifetimes he doesn't know, and should always appear in his life.

"Who is he and who is he?"

Meng Fan had a splitting headache and burst of blood and energy. At this moment, his entire head was about to explode and he was plunged into a state of chaos.

In this kind of thousands of times of reincarnation, he constantly fell into this state, even if he started from the beginning and continued to cultivate, he always felt that he was missing something.

And a word in this secret reminds him and makes him remember, but it seems that there is something that has been completely lost from his life, and he can't help but make the old Meng at this moment. Where is crazy.

"Roar!"

He roared, and at the same time, the whole person walked out of the grass house, left the sect where he was, and began to walk through the entire ten thousand realm, looking for his own memory, and when inquiring people, he asked who he was and what he forgot.

A Heavenly Origin Realm powerhouse who enjoys the supreme glory, turned out to be like this, and suddenly everyone thought that the Sect Master who opened the sect with his hand was crazy, thinking that he was just an old madman now.

However, Meng Fan didn't care at all, and began to search in the Quartet. He walked through all the places he had walked in the past, and the places he practiced, all the way like an old beggar.

Sleeping in the wind, meals, and without using strength, only walking around looking for it.

Finally, Meng Fan returned to the starting point in the stumbling and stumbling. The land of Wuzhen revolved throughout Wuzhen, but there were no traces of missing.

In the end, Meng Fan came to a big rock, panting tired, and spent a lot of time and experience bringing his life to an end in this life, with white hair fluttering, looking at a little boy playing not far away.

The little boy was cultivating. After seeing the old Meng Fan, he couldn't help but step forward and asked suspiciously.

"Old sir, what's wrong with you!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan panted and uttered a few words.

"I'm fine, are you cultivating? Your cultivation method is stupid!"

As a strong man in the Heavenly Origin Realm, now Meng Fan naturally has the strength to see the difference in the little boy's cultivation at a glance. He immediately plunged the little boy into hesitation, nodded shyly, and said seriously,

"It is true, I always practice badly and always get bullied, but... I won't give up?"

"why?"

Meng Fan chuckled, thinking of the same when he was young, the look in his eyes with such determination and desire for power. I couldn't help but moved the heart of compassion, and wanted to leave his inheritance at the end of this life.

And at the next moment the little boy waved his fist and said loudly,

"For my sister... Our family is very poor. My sister has always worked to provide me with cultivation resources. I hope that I will grow up and I will not let her down!"

After speaking, the little boy seemed to have recovered all his strength. Despite the exhaustion after the practice, he ran to another place and continued to practice, without noticing it afterwards.

"For sister!"

"I don't know if I am a guest in my dream..."

At this moment, Meng Fan's expression was in a trance, his eyes were hollow, and the corners of his mouth were muttering a few words. In the sea of ​​knowledge, there seemed to be the deepest and least wanting to remember a picture slowly appeared.

That ethereal figure bleeds on the Heavenly Frost Sect. Even though this scene is as powerful as him, it has been deliberately forgotten and deliberately avoided in countless rebirths.

In the futon, the light flickered. At this moment, Meng Fan's figure had been sitting still, no one knew what was going through in him, even if it was as powerful as Zhan Mokong, it was absolutely impossible.

Because this is the formation of Meng Fan’s unique artistic conception, in which he perceives his own cultivation path. Everyone in the eternal ages is extremely unique when reaching this step, and there is no difference in the world, so in this step, he can only rely on Meng Fan himself. Only to be able to break through, no one can help.

Even Xiaotian, Shaggy, Xuangui and others desperately tried to awaken Meng Fan, but it was a pity that they did not discover what happened to Meng Fan, and they were completely isolated from the two worlds.

At this moment, there was an uproar in the ancient temple of the God of War. You must know that the twenty-three arrogances of heaven, earth and my ten thousand domains who came here are now colliding together, which can be described as extremely fierce.

Suddenly, on the several battlefields in the entire field, there was an unimaginable fierce collision, which caused an uproar among the heroes outside the world, their eyes staring into the void.

Obviously at this moment everyone has discovered some weirdness in it, but here is divided into two camps, one of which is headed by Jun Qian, is the battle hall, the tower of the clouds and the arrogant among the ten thousand domains.

And some other people, there is no doubt that these people are inextricably linked to Xue Dutian, which was still invisible before, but now they are flashing between the mirrors.

Especially among them, many discerning people turned out to have seen the ancient true demon that has been missing for a long time. It can be described as extremely violent, suppressing the Tianjiao of the same rank, and the opponents they encounter are simply killed and eaten alive.

In the distance, on an ancient battlefield, Jun Qian sighed softly, and saw another Tianjiao figure from ten thousand realms being eaten by the ancient true magic warlord, he couldn't help but utter a few words.

"Senior Blood, other people should not threaten you in this battle. Why bloodthirsty?"

You must know that the current confrontation in this ancient temple of the **** of war is based on the rules of this space, and it is randomly transmitted, and not everyone can encounter it.

Some unlucky ones are always facing his opponents, even to the point where he doesn't even breathe, but Tianjiao in other dimensions can't help, only to watch this scene.

Even Jun Qian could not violate the rules of the God of War space here. This was a method left by the emperor of the past, and the constant confrontation, only the last person was qualified to step into this God of War catalog.

And the group of people who can follow Xuedutian is naturally powerful and extremely terrifying. All of them are freak-level existences, and even these arrogant methods cannot bear.

"What is a pity that the ant is dead, you are still too tender, and the common people are ants. Maybe you will know this in the future!"

Xue Dutian gave a weird smile and looked around indifferently, just as he said, there was a complete indifference in his eyes, making everyone terrified.

"I surrender!"

On a battlefield in the distance, a Tianjiao figure was pale, and his legs were trembling. He was an ancient dragon alien. He had reached the point of being a sacred realm.

However, at the moment he was in the teleportation space, it was obvious that the next opponent was the bloodthirsty ancient true demon before. Looking at the ancient true demon covered in blood and scum on his body, he couldn't help being shocked even if he belonged to the ancient dragon clan. Courage, directly integrated into this war emperor space, escaped.

Once you don’t plan to continue here, you can give up your qualifications, which means you have reached the end of the God of War space. However, his gains are already huge for him. Although he is extremely shameful under the eyes of everyone, he is finally saved. Killed!

"Everyone, do what you can, leave it to me!"

Jun Qianchang sighed and said loudly, his voice was thick and his body possessed this mysterious power, which penetrated the surrounding world in an instant.

Obviously, these people are all Tianjiao from the Ten Thousand Realms, and it is extremely difficult to come to this scene. Naturally, Jun Qian does not want them to be damaged here, otherwise it will be an extremely serious one to the Ten Thousand Realms. Blow.

Hearing Jun Qian's words, the expressions of some of the arrogances in the God of War space suddenly moved, and after a few breaths, some of them retreated directly.

At this moment, everyone has already understood that there is definitely an unprovokable figure in this war emperor space. Under this kind of life danger, they naturally chose to retreat.

"Where is Meng Fan, I want to chop up this little beast, why didn't I see him!"

After a while, the blood-covered ancient true demon roared, and his body was like a hill. At this moment, the whole person looked extremely terrifying, and the terrifying air wave came out, obviously it was definitely not an ordinary ancient true demon.

"It's just a trash boy, a little finger of my lord is enough to crush him!"

Aside, the colorful soul-catching snake and the white-clothed man sneered at the same time, and said in disdain, that the three of them were top powerhouses following Xuedutian. At this moment, it was natural to understand that Xuedutian wanted to kill Meng Fan and wanted to find it in advance.

The eyes of the three of them swept indifferently into the God of War space at the same time, but they did not find Meng Fan's figure, and they could not help being extremely disdainful.

Obviously, now that there is no Meng Fan, then it means that Meng Fan has been eliminated directly, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter here, and the three of them can't help being a little frustrated.

When they heard what they said, Zhan Feng'er, Guimian and the others in the distance could not help but sigh softly. The two of them stepped into this place, but they didn't even see Meng Fan, so they immediately focused on the last place. Above the futon, it was found that the futon was always motionless.

After such a long time, several people are also desperate, and I am afraid that Meng Fan may have a big problem!

"The so-called Meng Fan, dare to come out, the northern group domain, but so!"

At this moment, the ancient true demon roared and swept his eyes indifferently around the world, with a kind of disdain and crushing, and immediately changed the expressions of both the strong in the ancient temple of the **** of war or the people outside the world. .

Among them, there are many hot-blooded men who hate the roots of their teeth. Obviously, under such circumstances, the words of this ancient true demon can be said to be like a slap on everyone's face, making the northern group Territory, the supreme powerhouse, feels dull on his face.

Of course, with the exception of the many powerhouses in the Demon Cloud Tower, at this moment they finally felt a burst of elation, looking at Ling Tiandi and others indifferently.

Ling Tiandi sighed softly. Just as he was about to speak, his expression changed at the next moment, but he suddenly turned his gaze to the space of the God of War, and finally locked on the futon that had not changed at all.

And after a while, not only him, but all the strong on this altar suddenly felt instinctive, looking through the mirror, including those on the high platform...Zhan Mokong, they turned out to be muddy eyes. There was a bright light, trying to break the long sky.

Because at this moment, it has always been like a deadly futon, suddenly flashing light, a surging blood enveloped the sky, as if there is a figure about to come out of it, even if only breath emerges, There is a kind of domineering that makes this sky tremble!

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