Chapter 981: About to open

The king returns, Shura reborn!

No matter who it was, he saw Meng Fan's iconic white hair at this moment. Although he looked a little embarrassed in the sea of ​​flames, the more so, the contrary proved the powerful and extremely powerful body of Meng Fan.

How horrible is such a fire!

Even if it is a kilometer away, everyone's faces hurt, and the heat waves hit.

You must know that ordinary Xuanyuan realm powerhouses are going to shoot bone scum under this blow, but in that palm, everyone can see that Meng Fan is just being blown away.

And Meng Fanna still had time to roar. It was the physical body that had cultivated to the point that it was able to face this blow in such a way, it was too terrifying.

"This little guy...not only has the blood of the Ancestral Dragon in Tonghua, but on the contrary, it breaks and then stands, the flesh is ascendant!"

On the side, the blind old man spoke, with an inexplicable smell in his tone.

You must know that reaching the extreme of the physical body is to explode all the potential of the physical body in this realm, reaching a kind of end, even if he is an old monster-level powerhouse, he has not done this step.

Now that I saw Meng Fan's strength after Nirvana with my own eyes, I naturally sighed.

The Lei Du people beside him also nodded with a sorrowful look. After all, for thousands of years, they actually saw that they were surpassed by Meng Fan who had only practiced in his twenties. Somewhat lost.

Even if it was only in the physical state, it was quite terrifying. After that, the group of heroes was in an uproar. Numerous eyes were focused on the ground. Many of them had never seen Meng Fan, and now they naturally have a look of curiosity. .

Unexpectedly, this young man was able to make such a big movement in the sealed land of this battle hall for thousands of years. I don't know what he encountered in it, but he was obviously stronger.

"Is this the white-haired Shura?"

In the field, a girl about ten years old in Zhantang glanced curiously, her mouth was pouting, her eyelashes flickered, and she muttered softly,

"Why don't you feel much stronger? Isn't it rumored that he can eat people? How can people be chased out!"

The voice fell, and everyone in the field couldn't help but stare at each other, dumbfounding.

Now Meng Fan's appearance is definitely not so good, let the power of that palm smash into the ground, even with the power of his physical body.

After a few breaths, he just climbed up from it, with a small black face, and the blue shirt tore, looking a little embarrassed.

"Haha, little guy, what did you do!"

In the field, the voice of the old man Lei Du came with a hint of abuse in his tone. Obviously, seeing Meng Fan's loss made him feel pretty good.

After all, like Meng Fan, an enchanting-level figure who has fought countless battles, he has never encountered such a dilemma.

"You also said that if such an old monster was sealed in it, I was lucky to escape!"

Meng Fan let out a low growl and looked at Lei Du and others angrily.

However, as Meng Fan’s voice fell, it was obvious that the old Lei Du was even more surprised than Meng Fan, their smiles solidified, and there was an unconcealable horror on the old face.

"Little Meng Fan, you mean where did you see...Which one?"

With a trembling voice, Lei Dou asked in shock.

More than just seeing, it's almost...touched!

Meng Fan muttered in his heart, but he didn't say anything, just nodded. The Leidu people were obviously dumbfounded, and naturally they clearly understood who Meng Fan said they saw.

"Since the ages, that person has recovered several times, and now he is awake again. Is it true that a catastrophe is about to come?"

Behind Lei Du, a Zhantang elder murmured, his tone was full of a complex flavor.

"Come in and talk!"

Lei Du waved his hand towards him, and directly led Meng Fan towards the back of the battle hall, without stopping here.

Although this is a battle hall, there are many people with mixed eyes, and it is not a place to talk.

Meng Fan nodded, beckoned to take Xiaotian and the others back, and at the same time followed the old man Lei Du, leaving behind a group of strong men, his eyes were filled with a complex emotion.

Everyone now clearly understands that once the matter of today comes out, it is definitely a news that will shake the entire northern region.

We must know that the rumors of Meng Fan's death have already been heated in the northern group. If news such as the latter is still alive and stronger, I don’t know how many people’s faces will look like. , Especially those younger generations who had spoken against Meng Fan, it made everyone look forward to it.

Obviously this grand gathering of hundreds of races has already started, so once Meng Fan recovers, there will be a peak battle, and it will be clear who wins and who loses.

In the battle hall, the ancient hall, the decoration is simple and simple, revealing a long time precipitation.

At this moment, there were five people gathered here, except for Meng Fan, the three Lei Du and the blind old man, sitting quietly on the chairs, tasting the fragrant tea in the battle hall.

Facing the existence of the four great beings above the fifth stage of the Profound Origin Realm, Meng Fan was totally unstressed, extremely calm, and did not change anything under the breathtaking breath of such a strong man.

After all, Meng Fan had faced an existence of Huo Ling'er level before this, and now it has made Meng Fan’s vision wider, even facing a strong person above the fifth level of the Xuanyuan realm, he is calm. .

After a while, Meng Fan arched his hand, stood up, and said in a condensed voice.

"For this incident, I would like to thank a few old gentlemen anyway. If it weren't for a few, I'm afraid I would have already died in this world, and now the ancestral dragon's essence and blood have been assimilated in my body. It's impossible to return the old gentlemen in Zhantang!"

Although he encountered Huo Ling'er in the volcanic underground, Meng Fan understood that it was purely an accident, and the help of Lei Du and others was not insignificant.

"Where, we should thank you!"

Lei shook his head and said calmly,

"If it weren't for you, our battle hall would have suffered a huge loss this time, and maybe even our old bones are going to hurt themselves and are in danger of falling. We have all seen that scene. You didn't make any mistakes. On the contrary, It’s because we have a great grace for our battle hall. It’s necessary to save you. Otherwise, our age won’t live on a dog, but it’s a pity.... We can’t do anything about the poisonous mark in your body. This existence is not We can solve it!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan sighed slightly, and he understood that Huo Ling'er was the strongest flame everlasting flame in the ages. Although he was suppressed here for strange reasons, his strength was absolutely terrifying, and everything seemed like fire. Linger said.

"Meng Fan, you have to find that thing. Before, we had several disciples who entered the experience and was chosen by her to track the fire lin jade. In the end, the body broke, the best one so far. They are unable to cultivate for life, and what she said is not false!"

Behind Lei Du, another elder from the war hall sighed. Fortunately, they couldn't make any orders to Huo Ling'er. They could only let the latter's temperament be. Fortunately, this sealed land is always complete. closed.

"understand!"

Meng Fan nodded and smiled bitterly. The only plan for the present was to complete this transaction. At the same time, his eyes flashed and looked at Lei Du.

"Old sir, several people came here to talk to me, not just for this matter!"

"Not bad!"

Hearing this, the old man Lei Du nodded and said softly,

"Before this, we didn't expect you to come out, but now that you came out, then this matter has a vital connection with you, and you are also preparing to participate in the...Hundred Races event?"

The last few words fell, and Meng Fan's pupils couldn't help shrinking. He nodded and said in a condensed voice.

"Yes, I will definitely go to this grand event!"

"That's it, we old guys have an unrelenting request, just hope you can... help us in this grand gathering of hundreds of races and kill the people of the Demon Cloud Tower!"

Lei Du said calmly, but there was already a kind of murderous intent in his tone.

"How many do you mean?"

Meng Fan's pupils shrank. Obviously, Lei Du and others were definitely not aiming at nothing. The implication after this is that even this battle hall is preparing to do something with the Demon Cloud Tower and others.

Aside, the blind old man sighed and said in a condensed voice.

"Before this, we have discussed countless times. We already knew that the Moyun Tower had a connection with the restricted area in these years, but we didn't expect the latter and others to do it so quickly. Now that Li Hun takes it personally, it means he doesn't want to Be patient. Once this is the case, I am afraid that if we come to this grand gathering of hundreds of races, then the entire northern group will have a catastrophe, so in any case, we don’t want to see the people of the Demon Cloud Tower become stronger in the Temple of War and obtain Where's the stuff!"

Hearing this, Meng Fan touched his nose and asked suspiciously.

"With the strength of the battle hall, it is easy to prevent them from entering, right?"

"wrong!"

The blind old man shook his head and said helplessly,

"It would be great if it could be prevented in advance, but the opening of this grand event of a hundred races is not completely decided by the battle hall, but from the rules left over from the ancient times. Then you will step into a strange space. , Completely independent.

Where is it left by the most powerful war emperor of the former battle hall, let alone the people of the battle hall, I am afraid that the sacred people of the world cannot intervene, and these guys in the Demon Cloud Tower will obviously fight more fiercely this time. , Coupled with other forces mixing up the water, although I am waiting for the sect, although the arrogant is like a cloud, but some are not at ease, and the younger generation like you is one of the few! "

The tone is extremely sincere, but the blind old man deliberately raised Meng Fan, but the height that the latter can reach. The young generation who has already been watching the entire northern group is definitely one of the few who can compete with Mo Qingtian. A powerful presence in the battle.

"I already understand what the old gentlemen mean, please rest assured, whether it is due to the catastrophe or personal reasons, I will definitely do my best this time for the Hundred Races event!"

Meng Fan arched his hand, and at the same time drew a strange arc over the corner of his mouth, saying word by word.

"And once you encounter someone from the powers of the Demon Cloud Tower, you don't need to say that the grievances between us are no longer once or twice. Up!"