Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 551 Meng Fan: I am a great man, can I be your adopted son?
"Yaochi, do you really dare to take action? Our ancient emperor's soldiers are already targeting this place!"

The scene was silent.

To be honest, the confrontation has reached this point, and the situation is extremely serious. Without making any noise, the ancient emperor's weapons are all ready. If you are not careful, a terrible showdown may occur.

And this level of collision, not to mention the nature of the destruction of the world, no one can imagine how terrible the consequences will be.

You must know that in the ancient times, whenever the ancient emperor's soldiers were used, several prominent families would perish. Their deterrent power was indescribable.

"It's not just your human race that has emperor soldiers, our ancient emperor soldiers exist even more anciently, and they have already become supernatural. If we really want to fight, the outcome is already doomed."

Facing Meng Fan's scrutinizing gaze, four more figures fell from the sky, each surrounded by divine flames.

Behind them, the hearts of all the heroes of the human race trembled. There are so many saints of the ancient race, and the number of ancient imperial soldiers in their hands is unknown.

It's really a wave of unrest, a wave of rises!
"He is truly a hero of his generation. He has been able to withstand so many ancestor kings on his own, which is unexpected."

After the first four finished speaking, three more ancient kings arrived, filled with gray mist and frightening aura.

Can the Ancient Sage King, the Lord of the Eight Views Palace, be able to resist this time?
The mood of many human sect leaders has never been like this before. First they were pessimistic, then excited, and finally they gradually fell to the bottom. At the same time, they still had a glimmer of hope, guessing that it would turn around again.

"It's so boring. Are you the only saint in the human race? And it's a shame that those trash guys didn't take down the Son of God before."

Two men appeared in the void, every pore was glowing, making it hard to look at.

"Is it them, the Twin Ancestor Kings?"

The monkey whispered, a little surprised.

These two people look exactly the same, and their reputations have spread throughout the ancient times. They are twin brothers, and the scary thing is that they are both saint kings.

As time went by, there were a total of fourteen ancient kings, three of whom were saint kings, and the rest also had the fighting power of saints in the ninth heaven. This scene seemed to have foreshadowed the outcome, leaving Queen Mother Xi a little silent.

As far as she knows, there are only three holy realms in this layout, Meng Fan who is strong to the end on the surface, Yang Yi, the ancient saint who is in charge of the West Emperor Pagoda to seal this world, and the God King in white who is secretly guarding against unexpected events.

For a moment, the audience was silent.

The ancestors and kings stood in a row and were not in a hurry to attack. Even the Holy King of Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, who was born in the royal family, chose to remain silent and did not argue for the advantage of his words.

Because of this, Meng Fan knew that the big fish was about to be fished out. This ancient group of people had obviously secretly reached a consensus and wanted to suppress the human race with all their strength in the name of welcoming back the Emperor.

as predicted.

At the end of the sky, nine terrifying ancient beasts came running.

Under such circumstances, if Meng Fan doesn't take action and the human race doesn't open up its secrets, it can sweep across Yaochi with just one head.

And they pulled an ancient chariot and stepped through the sky, like the drums of heaven beating, resounding through the sky and shocking people's hearts.

The nine-headed king-level ancient ferocious beast can only be used to pull carts. Such an appearance shocked people's hearts, making Zhu Xiong feel cold all over, and his hair stood on end. He was worried that Bajinggong had lost his way.

"boom!"

Finally, the group of ancient ferocious beasts stopped, the ancient chariot stopped, a monstrous aura filled the air, and a terrifying figure stepped out of the chariot.

The fog was shrouded in mist, drowning him, even if he had a clear eye, he couldn't see through it. Only a pair of blue eyes showed a terrifying light, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen, like a demon!
"I've seen the Fallen King."

The ancient kings present were very conceited and arrogant, but after seeing this ancient ancestor, they all still came forward and bowed. One can imagine his high status and terrifying strength.He is expected to become a great saint!

If you take that step, you will be called a big man in the universe, and everyone will be in awe,
"God's forbidden realm, invincible physique."

Fallen Heaven Ancestor King stood in front of the ancient chariot, looking down, his eyes were even more terrifying in the black mist, like two magic lamps, only a silhouette could be seen of his tall body.

At this moment, he expressed his approval to Meng Fan, and anyone could detect his appreciation.

"I am willing to adopt you as my adopted son. If you are willing to join our clan, you will become a being respected by all clans in the future."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Fallen King said such earth-shattering words.

Everyone was in a daze for a while, and many ancient kings were shocked, even his parent and son, the twin kings, were also surprised for a while, looking at the terrifying existence on the ancient chariot.

Meng Fan: "?"

It's ridiculous that someone who is not even a great sage wants to adopt him as his adopted son.

Even though I was walking through the heavens, this was the first time I encountered such a thing, and I was speechless.

"Anyone else?"

In the end, Meng Fan didn't respond. Instead, he sneered and asked a digression. After all, he even dared to ridicule the Holy Spirit, let alone an ancient creature that had not yet reached the pinnacle of the holy path.

"Since I've come, others won't make a move." The Fallen King didn't know what to do, but he still said flatly, his aura was terrifying, and he felt a domineering arrogance.

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, deep in the pure land of Yaochi, in a large mountain, a man in white was walking step by step, shrinking into an inch.

The sunset fell on his body, giving him a divine brilliance, making him otherworldly.

The God King in white appears.

This is a face that looks heroic and young, but the vicissitudes in those eyes indicate that he is no longer a young man.

A snow-white shirt fluttering in the wind, stepping on the sunset, like a dream, like a fantasy, the momentary elegance, the peerless posture, makes people want to kneel down and worship.

A few years have passed since we said goodbye in the past. Ye Fan's eyes were sour, and he did not expect to see the God King in white here.

He was able to reach this stage because King Jiang Shen helped him a lot, helping him connect the broken path of the holy body, washing the avenue with the blood of the gods, and helping him break through.

It can be said that if King Jiang Shen had not taken action, he would have been wiped out by everyone.

It is worth mentioning that the god king still has white hair all over his head, and has not turned it black. It looks as crystal clear as snow, and his body is proud and magnificent.

And as soon as he appeared, he gave people a feeling like a majestic mountain that can hold up the sky, making people feel that everything can withstand it, like an immortal pillar supporting the sky.

The Fallen King also had to look sideways!
Because Meng Fan rescued him hundreds of years in advance, compared to the original work, the current state of the God King is on a higher level——

In the difficult era of Dao, he is one step away from becoming a great saint. It is estimated that in ten to twenty years, he will be able to successfully enter it without fear of fighting against the Fallen King.

At this time, the Xihuang Pagoda further revived. On its side, there was the ancient saint of Yaochi with fluttering white clothes. She was aloof and in the realm of the ninth heaven of the saint, and could compete with those who had just become saint kings.

(End of this chapter)