Chapter 972: Desperate

Zulong blood!

The importance of a few words to Meng Fan at this moment is self-evident. There has never been any information in the pursuit of several years, but now I actually saw it, and Meng Fan could not help but feel a tremor.

His eyes flickered, and Meng Fan stared at the small bottle in the sky. At this moment, he was full of emotion, and he felt unspeakable in his heart.

Pursuing the ultimate strength of the physical body and constantly making breakthroughs, this was the path of cultivation that Meng Fan chose back then, and during this constant experience, he had already endured many hardships.

Obviously, he had already broken through the large formation of these eight formations, and the vitality in his body was restored, and he was only one step away from being able to obtain this Ancestral Dragon essence and blood.

However, Meng Fan's eyes were as cold as an iceberg, and he clearly understood that he still had the last pass and had not passed the last stage, that is, the formation spirit of these eight formations.

The ten ancient gods, these words are not vain, this is not a dead thing, here must have an array of spirits, and it also means the ultimate tyrannical fetish between heaven and earth, even if it is only a broken corner, it has Shocking strength.

Meng Fan has definitely come into contact with this kind of god, and he clearly understands that the latter's intelligence is almost exactly the same as the old monster who has cultivated for a long time, and is extremely cunning.

"What other means, take it out, I know you have been looking at me!"

Meng Fan spoke indifferently, and at the same time he moved his body and strode forward, heading for the essence of the Ancestral Dragon.

Although he already knew that this great formation was full of infinite murderous intent, even now Meng Fan was going to make a breakthrough. He had no vitality before, and he was fearless just by relying on his body.

What's more, today Meng Fan is even more so, the blood in his body is surging, like a dragon crossing the river, affecting the week and the sky.

Suddenly, just under Meng Fan's move, it allowed the power of the surrounding space to circulate. This is the core place of the formation of the eight formations, and its power is even stronger.

When the breath fell, Meng Fan's expression moved, and he clearly felt as if the whole world was pressing against the latter at this moment.

Under a move, the world is majestic!

Under the terrifying aura, it surrounded Meng Fan like a mine landslide, everything was turned into nothingness, that kind of power to destroy everything.

At this moment, even those who stepped into the top of the Xuanyuan realm would be destroyed directly, because this kind of power seemed to be divine, suppressing everything.

When the horrible breath struck, the suppression at noon, including the shaggy and mysterious tortoise in the small sky, was affected, and the two guys were trembling and curled up together.

"Boss... to die, to die!"

"No, no..."

This kind of power is extremely devastating, and the breath is terrifying, and no one can bear this breath.

However, letting the surrounding aura riot, Meng Fan stood there, as if deaf, only his eyes flickered, and he walked forward like this, step by step.

At this moment outside of it, everyone’s gaze seemed even more uproar. Under this breath, they all felt a sense of fright. They even felt that Meng Fan was walking on the tip of a knife. May die.

The terrifying aura surrounding Meng Fan's body was too terrifying. It was a disillusionment of countless spaces in a single thought, and a great terror struck. Many people had hallucinations in their hearts and their calves were trembling.

However, under the endless danger, Meng Fan actually walked smoothly in it, which is not to say that everyone is not shocked.

"Disillusionment formation, reappearing his former supreme strength, although it is just a phantom, but there are so many people in this world who can bear it, he can see through it at a glance... What a powerful mind!"

From a distance, including the eyes of the blind old man, he looked over, and at the same time there was a sense of astonishment on his face.

To reach their realm, it is natural to see everything at a glance, and to find that the Eight Formation Chart at this moment is not too powerful. This kind of surging weather is just his ultimate means of showing his ancient times, but it is just Phantom!

However, the phantom appears as real. If the practitioners in it have a trace of hesitation, they will be broken in their cultivation, and there will be many illusions, and they will be immersed in this great formation forever.

It is not surprising that an old monster-level powerhouse can achieve this step, because he has cultivated for a long time and has already seen everything. However, it is quite terrifying to do it at the age of Meng Fan in his early twenties.

However, at this moment, Meng Fan is extremely calm. It has been like this. After many years, his cultivation path has been clear. Killing and blocking all my enemies will make Meng Fan fearless. The thought of invincibility is already deep in his bones, this kind of illusion is too powerful, after all, he can't shake his mind.

After a few breaths, Meng Fan stepped forward, before he came to the ancestral dragon essence and blood under this monstrous aura, he waved his hand, Meng Fan did not hesitate, and directly grabbed the ancestral dragon essence and blood in his hand. .

Through this small bottle, Meng Fan can even feel the powerful aura belonging to the ancient dragon family. The Ancestral Dragon family is the head of the dragon family, and its royal blood has unpredictable power, comparable to the eighth stage. Fetish.

"Finally... I got it!"

Meng Fan sighed, and his small face was full of sighs. However, at the next moment, before Meng Fan was excited, his pupils suddenly shrank, and when he looked around, he felt a monstrous breath rushing towards Meng Fan. Coming under pressure.

Different from the former, it was just an illusion, and at this moment Meng Fan really felt a bitter murderous intent, and could not help but make the five fingers feel like electricity, the blood in the body burst out, and suddenly shot out!

Between the electric light and flint, a palm print erupted in the void, and at the same time, a palm came over. It was just a manifestation of phantom, extremely vague, as if it was half a palm, coming across the boundary, but in it it contained A shocking power directly crushed Meng Fan.

Murderous, complete murderous!

Even Meng Fan never thought that there would be such a change, and the five fingers raised up against this seemingly true palm.

boom!

The space shattered and the void trembled, and at the next moment, Meng Fan's figure directly withdrew, a big mouth of blood spurted out, allowing him to regain his vitality now, as if he were sacred, but he could not stop the power of this palm.

After retreating several tens of meters, Meng Fan barely stopped, another mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes staring at the **** palm in front of him, and only a few words after a few breaths.

"Eight formations... Turing, you still have a trace of power hidden in it, waiting for me to come over!"

A few words fell, and everyone in the field could not help being shocked. Unexpectedly, this last resort was hidden in these eight formations. It turned out that Turing appeared and turned into a giant hand and appeared directly.

The power of that palm already had an aura of extreme horror. Meng Fan's current combat power was far from his opponent, and it was a hidden lore.

"You are right, ants!"

In the midair, a sharp voice came from all directions towards Meng Fan, and at the same time the giant hand in the void moved, without any hesitation, grabbing towards Meng Fan again.

This time its power fusion is obviously more terrifying. The big hand is above the void, and a seal appears, which is a kind of domineering that suppresses everything in the world.

"Mahain!"

Under the murderous intent, Meng Fan let out a low roar, the qi and blood in his body merged, the undead armor gleamed, and the power of his whole body was suddenly concentrated, turning into a mountain-like vitality handprint and hitting it together.

Under this situation, Meng Fan did not hesitate to take out the last hole card, knowing that he is not in a battle of the same rank now, but is facing an old man who has survived the ancients. monster.

Now the latter, regardless of identity, directly crushed it, which could be called the strongest murderous intent, leaving Meng Fan completely in desperation.

boom!

In an instant, Meng Fan’s palm and its impact in the void caused the surrounding world to tremble under such a collision. At the same time, Meng Fan’s figure flew out again, and a big mouth of blood spurted out. I don't know how many bones are broken.

Two palms came, and these eight formations of Turbulence appeared, directly smashing Meng Fan’s combat power by 80%. The two sides were completely out of the same level, and at the same time, the third palm was formed again, coming at the same time.

"Goddess? But so...death!"