Chapter 3137: Jingxingxingzhi

A towering mountain range collapsed.

From the collapsed mountain range, Meng Fan soared into the sky, like a soaring giant peng, spreading waves of laws all over his body, sweeping the sky and the earth, writing his laws, turning tens of millions of miles into his absolute realm.

When it flew high enough into the void, Meng Fan turned around lightly, grabbed a hand to the front with his bare hands, and immediately condensed a huge shield. The shield was in line with the heavenly realm and was beautiful, and it was a canopy of the sky.

As soon as the shield was condensed, a cloud of black-gray mist erupted around, faintly visible figures of monsters and giant insects, roaring and wailing, swallowing everything that could be swallowed, destroying everything that could be destroyed, Coming quickly.

Meng Fan held the canopy of the sky and resisted himself, like a rock in the middle of a violent wind and waves, motionless.

In his eyes, Galaxy flipped.

A silver shadow was reflected in the black and gray ocean.

That shadow is very fast.

Rushed.

A bone spear pierced the sky canopy.

In the loud noise, the canopy of the sky cracked first, and then shattered.

Able to destroy the sky canopy, this is a broken sky.

And Meng Fan, who was destroyed by the canopy of the sky, was exposed to the jade-white bone spear, still expressionless, and his body trembled abruptly.

The bone spear pierced his body and penetrated easily.

It was just an afterimage.

In an instant, Meng Fan wandered through thousands of layers of void. His figure kept flashing, like a solitary lamp in the wind. After the first assassination failed, the bone spear was immediately used for the second and third times. The fourth and the hundredth assassination, but all failed.

After the hundredth assassination, Mother Qinglin, holding a bone spear, was exposed from the black and gray ocean. She was no longer the appearance of that delicate little girl. Her figure was raised several times taller, slender and tall. , The face was completely slender, skinny, completely frost beauty, or, scorpion beauty.

After showing up, Mother Qinglin flicked her palm and immediately a huge scimitar appeared in her hand.

This scimitar is dark green in color, wide and scary, a few feet long, and every few inches on the blade, there will be a mouth full of fangs, constantly opening and closing, seeming to be eating something, flowing out of it. Bits of green venom.

One of the Kun's secrets, great poison!

The dripping venom fell into the void, immediately corroding the space, piercing everything, and the distant world could be seen from the pierced space, the blade was shaken, and the sky was full of holes.

This scimitar has a name.

"The Toxic King".

It was the first Taoist weapon of the Siyuan Dynasty, the high-grade Taoist weapon. The spirit of the instrument was said to be a powerful poisonous scorpion god. After being suppressed by the mother of Qinglin, it was refined into a spirit.

It is also a God King of Seven Tribulations!

Mother Qinglin held the poisonous king, and after Meng Fan suffered the impact of the black and gray ocean and the bone spear one after another, she suddenly cut it down!

The moment it was cut, there was a chaos in the law between heaven and earth. This heaven and earth had been transformed into an absolute domain by Meng Fan, but under the disturbance of the Qinglin Mother Empress, they lost their order, and Meng Fan's movement also appeared. Slight stagnation.

The blade of the poisonous king flickered and buzzed down.

Meng Fan's face was expressionless, and his body shook. At one thousandth of an instant, the pillars of martial arts spread outwards, but Meng Fan's physical body shrank into the pillars of martial arts. The flickering erupted, and after the brilliance flashed, Meng Fan became a white three-zhang sword engraved with various golden runes.

The four words rippled slightly in the void.

"Walking for the sky."

The sword of heaven was cut down.

Collide fiercely with the poisonous king!

The loud noise enough to pierce the flesh of the **** king spread, the poisonous king let out a harsh scream, and cracks appeared on the knife.

Mother Qinglin was shocked when she saw this scene. Seeing that the aftermath of power would spread from the poisonous king to her, she stepped back a hundred steps decisively, jumped out of the black mist of worms she released, and swayed in the void. For a moment, barely stand still.

But as soon as he stood still, Meng Fan's sword penetrated the black mist insect tide, appeared a few feet in front of the mother Qinglin, and cut it down again!

Mother Qinglin gritted her teeth and let out a roar, then dodged again.

Sharp sword cuts the air.

There was a moment of stiffness in heaven and earth.

Then the whole world, from the firmament to the depths of the earth, was divided into two halves by a white light.

Above the earth.

Tens of millions of miles of land were destroyed by Jian Mang, and thousands of old city cities of artisans along the road and countless Kun ethnic monks were all wiped out with this sword.

This kind of scene is constantly happening in the old place of the craftsman.

No **** king can clearly capture the figures of Meng Fan and Qinglin Mother Empress. They fought too fiercely and moved too fast. They often fought in one place and disappeared within a few seconds.

But as long as the place where they meet, either the world will break, or the earth will evaporate, or the law will be reversed, or it will be full of black insects.

Those Five Tribulations Divine Kings and Four Tribulations Divine Kings are already at the dominance level, but in the confrontation between Meng Fan and Qinglin Mother Emperor, they are all too small, accidentally wounded, and even killed a lot, and the real Insignificance is not destroyed by the aftermath of power, but no one can see the full picture of the two kings' shots. What the **** kings see is only the tip of the iceberg where the mother Qinglin and the future king are fighting.

For example, this black worm tide filled tens of millions of miles, tens of millions of miles away. Even the Five Tribulations God King would have to walk for half an hour. They could only see some corners and edges of the worm tide.

As for the sword light that swallowed the sky, they couldn't see where it burst out, and no one knew where it stopped.

Even most of the **** kings only knew that Meng Fan and Qinglin Mother Emperor were fighting, but they didn't even see them.

The level of their fight surpasses the kings too much.

Fighting at this level often makes the Kun tribe army rushing wildly in the old days of the craftsmen to stop and look up.

From ancient times to the present, from the moment the first thinking creature looked up at the stars.

All beings are thinking about the meaning and height of the sky, the universe, and the wilderness.

I was also thinking about the scenery at that high place.

So the monk appeared.

So he began to change his fate.

Today, many people have seen the highest peak with their own eyes.

Some people are terrified and feel a heavy sense of powerlessness.

Some people are full of hope and look forward to the scenery from the heights.

This is the watershed.

Just as the Mother Qinglin, Meng Fan, and the Great Central Emperor had vaguely guessed that there is still the sky above the "Way of Heaven", after Hongmeng had time before, they all chose to find out, rather than shrinking.

The strong are excited at this moment.

The weak are scared at this moment.

The Kun people who only know how to surrender, bow down and have no dignity of life, are all fearful.

The future kings who are retreating and embarrassed are all excited.

They looked at the same "sky", but they were very different.