Chapter 567: Eight Desolation Thunder
Come again!
The fall of the two words made the hearts of many people shocked, as if being drunk by others. Everyone's eyes were staring at the Celestial Battlefield unblinkingly. This battle was too exciting, too incredible.
You must know that before this, most people thought that Meng Fan was looking for death, but now it seems that Meng Fan does have such qualifications. If the three people of Moding face it alone, it is absolutely incomparable. The latter is already powerful. Far from it just before coming to the Northern Cang Spirit Realm.
In the previous battle of the Vulcan Pavilion, Meng Fan slightly lost to the Demon Ding. He was severely injured and almost died. It was only in less than a year that the latter had grown to such a level. This kind of cultivation speed It's too horrible.
"Hmph, even if your physical body has cultivated to this point, if we can suppress you once, we can suppress you a second time!"
Mo Ding sneered, and forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart. The chill broke out in his eyes, and at the same time the majestic vitality fluctuations revolved again. The same was true of Chen Tan and the two people standing beside Meng Fan in three directions, forming A terrifying and unmatched killing array completely trapped Meng Fan in it.
Now that I saw Meng Fan’s power against the sky with my own eyes, the three of them absolutely did not dare to be big. At the same time, they made another move to mobilize their ancient vitality methods. They were ready to join forces to immediately kill Meng Fan. it is good.
However, in the next moment, under the monstrous breath surging around him, Meng Fan sneered, looked at the three of them with his eyes, and said with a light smile.
"You guys are really great together, and I'm very disadvantaged for resisting, but I am sorry that I am not a kid who grew up in a greenhouse. I will never make the same mistakes in the fighting for so many years!"
The voice fell, extremely calm, but it made Mo Ding's heart tremble, and there was a bad feeling. Before he could react, at the same time, a few words of Hong Zhong's voice spread around.
"Eight Desolate Thunder!"
In an instant, Meng Fan uttered the law, and the whole person stepped out in one step. In the next moment, the whole body erupted, and the breath suddenly changed. In the hidden body, it turned out to be like a gathering of thousands of thunder, fierce, and at the same time With a sudden movement in his body, one step is to disappear between the world.
what!
The expressions of the three people in the Demon Ding moved, and at the same time their spiritual power rioted. You must know that the three of them are the beast royal family, and their spiritual powers have reached the soul of the habitat. When they move, the three powerful spiritual powers are enough to probe the whole In all corners of the Celestial Battlefield, a drop of blood dripped clearly.
However, at this moment, the three of them lost Meng Fan's trace at the same time. The latter disappeared like a ghost on the battlefield of the gods, silent and terrifying!
"impossible!"
Chen Tan roared and moved his palm, the majestic thunder power gathered, and at the same time, a powerful hand knife volleyed through the space and rushed towards a fierce impact. However, the next moment the thunder force exploded, the place it bombarded was just the blue bricks of the Celestial Battlefield, causing it to crackle and crack.
What kind of exercise is this!
Outside of it, everyone grew up with their mouths and looked at the field in amazement. No one could have imagined that Meng Fan disappeared into the eyes of these tens of thousands of people out of thin air, as if there had never been a **** battlefield. .
"It is extreme speed, the real extreme speed that the physical coordination can reach, at least the ground word is high-level, and it is extremely rare. My clan may not be able to do it. If you want to fight this kind of exercise, you can only fight with extreme speed!"
Outside the court, Tang Qingqing's eyes trembled and murmured, with an unimaginable shock in his tone. Meng Fan has always acted extremely low-key, ignoring foreign affairs at all except what he wants to do, but every shot is extremely shocking, and his advancement is fast, and his fighting instinct is beyond imagination.
This kind of person seems to be born to be suitable for fighting, and his cards emerge one after another, no one can understand him!
Su Mei sighed lightly and said with a shook her hand.
"Is he going to fight Bing Wuxin? I didn't believe it very much, but now I feel that even if Bing Wuxin is strong, he may not really be able to kill him, and if I give him time..."
Both of them are two great fairies in the northern blue spirit realm. They have never been conquered by any man, but now they see that Meng Fan’s eyes are full of brilliance. I have to say that Meng Fan’s strength simply makes them both. It is following the heart shaking.
Boom, boom!
The thunderous noises in the battlefield of the gods continued to be heard. At this moment, the three of the magic cauldrons could not find Meng Fan, and they could only use the dumbest and most effective method, indiscriminate attacks.
The air waves in the hands of the three rioted, and the vitality passed over everything. Everything in the entire Celestial Battlefield was where they killed. The powerful vitality fluctuations swept around, tearing everything in the space of love. But it didn't have any effect, and the three of Mo Ding couldn't find Meng Fan's figure.
"Damn it, where did this little beast go!"
Chen Tan roared, his palm moved, and at the same time he slashed into a corner of the sky. However, before he could take a shot, suddenly a monstrous hostility spread over, as if being stared at by an Asura, so did Chen Tan. There was a shudder, then suddenly turned back.
A white-haired figure came oncoming, and it was Meng Fan, who drew a strange arc at the corner of his mouth and blasted a punch.
The mountains and rivers moved by a punch, the eight desolate thunder is like a collapse!
At this moment, Meng Fan's eyes were cold, and there was a kind of overbearing to penetrate everything under a punch, and there was a general feeling of thunder erupting in an instant between the fists and the front, unstoppable, thunderous!
The so-called Eight Desolation Thunder, you must know that it is not only to allow the speed to reach a certain limit, then it is impossible to claim to be a technique of directly chasing the Tianyuan realm.
This can make the ancestral dragon royal family proud of the technique, and it can also allow the practitioner to concentrate the vitality in the body in an instant at a terrifying speed, like a tide gathering a little, and burst out instantly.
This is the complete thunder of the Eight Desolations, who dare to call the Eight Desolations. Although Meng Fan has not been in control for a long time, but with his powerful physical body and fighting instinct, he has already begun to use it. The whole person is as sharp as a knife and blasted out with one punch. Rao Shichen Tan Lian didn't have a chance to react. In the next moment, the punch hit his chest directly.
Creak!
In an instant, Meng Fan's arm pierced Chen Tan's chest, blood splattered, and it was terrifying, causing Chen Tan's face to be distorted, screamed, and his figure retreated madly. In the next moment, Meng Fan was merciless, and with a move of his five fingers, he turned into a hand knife and cut directly.
However, the Demon Cauldron and Tiger Roar on the side also reflected, and at the same time, volleyed and grabbed Meng Fan severely. The powerful means of the two masters at the Emperor Realm Dacheng level could not be ignored by Meng Fan at all. He clearly understood that if Chen Tan was able to be cut, his body would also be torn apart.
Seeing Chen Tan receding, Meng Fan couldn't help but sigh slightly. It was a pity that if he faced Chen Tan alone at this moment, he would have killed him. With a move of both arms, Meng Fan turned the offense into defense, and the vitality between the two arms burst out like a mountain, and at the same time resisted the attacks of the devil and the tiger!
Touch, touch!
The fists banged against each other, and the blood in Meng Fan's body vibrated in the next moment, and at the same time he coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he swallowed it alive. With a volley, Meng Fan directly launched the thunder of the Eight Desolation, the speed of the whole person reached the extreme speed, the flesh tore the space, and immediately turned into layers of phantoms.
"Damn it, don't let him succeed again!"
Demon Ding roared and clearly understood that if Meng Fan was allowed to go down like this, they would be extremely passive. You must know that the previous blow was almost abolished Chen Tan, and his eyes burst with cold light.
"Stand together and set up three talents!"
When the voice fell, Hu Xiao and Chen Tan also did not hesitate to be injured, and gathered towards the magic cauldron. The three of them stood together at the same time, their vitality merged with each other, their backs pressed against their backs, they were extremely cautious, and the defenses under them were like iron links. , Airtight.
Seeing this scene on the battlefield of the gods, countless people's mouths twitched. Unexpectedly, the war was like this. Meng Fan had to force the three of Demon Cauldron to such a point, and had to jointly let go. No matter what the outcome, it was only Meng Fan's method. It's enough to shock the world!
Suddenly, the three people of Demon Ding stood in place, their vitality exploded like three peaks of vitality. After the fusion, there was an extremely majestic aura. No matter how fast Meng Fan was, it was impossible to find the flaws of the three of them. Now that the three of them stand together, they are absolutely impeccable.
"Meng Fan, little beast, it seems that you have some means, but..."
The magic cauldron snorted and moved his palm at the same time. In the next moment, an ancient aura unexpectedly broke out from the magic cauldron's hands, and instantly swept the entire battlefield of the gods. Everything was suppressed by him and appeared in the magic cauldron's hands at the same time. It is a huge ancient tripod.
The whole body was black, with ancient runes engraved on it, and it became more and more huge in the hands of the magic cauldron. Seeing this thing appeared, the faces of Chen Tan and Hu Xiao could not help showing a trace of panic. You must know that they are always proud of themselves. , But headed by Mo Ding.
In the final analysis, the most important thing is because there is an extremely terrifying thing in the hands of the magic cauldron, that is, the ancient cauldron in front of me. In the next moment, the magic cauldron’s big hand waved, and the vitality in the palm of the palm urged the ancient cauldron. It was for the emperor realm to become a great success, the vitality in the body fluctuated like a sea of smoke, but it was extremely laborious to make this ancient tripod.
In the next moment, Chen Tan and Hu Xiao did not hesitate, and at the same time merged into Gu Ding's vitality. Under the indoctrination of this majestic power, Gu Ding suddenly let out a roar, shocking the surroundings of the gods battlefield, and at the same time the runes above began Dazzling, a great cauldron that frightened the void appeared in midair immediately.
Yiding volleyed, even though it was not moving, there was a huge world-like size, shocking nothingness. Under the suppression of the ancient aura, Meng Fan's heart trembled at this moment.
The figure flashed, Meng Fan was not using the Eight Desolation Thunder, because he felt a threat of life and death, the pores of his body were also directly opened, the hairs were exploded, and his mind was affected. He stared at the ancient in front of him. tripod.
Along with the surging weather from the ancient cauldron, at the same time the cold and proud voice of the magic cauldron came.
"Hey, Meng Fan, I want your life, let you see what a real Tier 8 fetish is, Huangding!"
