Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 560: The older genius takes the lead

The side of the ancient road.

A Death Star turns to dust because it was affected by the Creation Tribulation.

Meng Fan, who successfully survived the disaster, returned to the trial road and saw a stone tablet in front of him that symbolized the first city of the human race.

"Your Excellency, my name is Qing Shi..."

Ignoring the beautiful goddess who came to befriend him, Meng Fan disappeared as his eyes swept over the man beside him, eager to enter the city.

As for the identities of these two people, he had already made some guesses in his mind. After all, the woman had just announced her name as Qing Shi, so the man should be called:

Di Tian.

According to the description in the original work, this man was regarded as a genius of a generation, who was about to be recognized by the source of Tao and had the qualifications to prove it. However, in the later stage, the most critical moment of the struggle between the emperor and the emperor had been lost to the public and reduced to a background.

In the end, he may stop at the peak of the Great Saint Realm, or he may be lucky enough to break through to the Quasi-Emperor...

Anyway, Meng Fan didn't really want to pay too much attention.

at the same time.

A group of people have quietly gathered in front. They arrived here a few days in advance and are looking up at a magnificent city, waiting to be opened.

"A human city built in the starry sky."

Meng Fan looked down with his hands behind his hands.

It has a myriad of atmospheres, with the roar of dragons and phoenixes coming from across the sky under the stars and the moon. It is immortal and has a vast atmosphere flowing with immortal power. It is directly baptized by the stars and has great visual impact.

"When this city was built and what generation it originated from has long been unverifiable. It is known as the first pass on the road to the strongest trial of the human race."

Under the city, someone murmured. It was obvious that they had just arrived, and it was a time when their hearts were racing.

"The imperial road can be fought forward, but it cannot be retreated. After going through hardships, I finally reached the first level and created my own glory!"

As we all know, there are many small ancient roads in the universe, which are difficult to calculate, but they all lead to the final main road of trial.

This place is the first node, like a dam, unifying the paths of strong human beings from all sides and allowing them to gather here.

Nowadays, the first batch of geniuses who aspire to be emperors have arrived here, but they all choose to be alone, whispering to each other, or secretly making a big oath, full of hope for the future.

After all, everyone is the protagonist of a place, they are all outstanding among people, and the weakest person is also a semi-saint. With the method of retrograde slaying of immortals, ordinary saints can also fight, and they have their own arrogance in their hearts!
"Why doesn't the receptionist open the door? There are nearly 300 people there now, it's time!"

"Brother, what is the envoy?"

A man wearing an animal skin skirt and carrying a bone stick couldn't help but curiously asked after hearing this.

In fact, many monks did not understand this ancient trial path. When they heard this whisper that sounded like a complaint, they began to ask the people around them for advice.

The battle between the emperor and the emperor is not just about fighting and killing, it is definitely not about ruthlessly attacking people when you see them. In fact, it is also about human nature.

"The guide is the guardian of the first level of the human race. He controls the world. He leads heroes from all sides into the city, arranges trials, and tells them how to proceed to the next stop."

A scholar with a feather-shaped turban spoke in a gentle tone, not disdainful of the barbarian's origins.

You must know that in a sense, this is the starting point of the strongest ancient trial road. Only the geniuses who reach here are qualified to participate in the next competition.

The strong man who was defeated prematurely on the road and died in the starry sky could never see this giant city!

So no one is simple and deserves respect.

An important town, embracing all rivers and gathering talents from all walks of life, can only move forward after entering the customs here.

The above is Meng Fan’s summary.

"Look at this posture..." At this time, the young semi-sacred monk dressed as a scholar looked around and sighed, whispering: "I guess we have to wait, maybe three to five years, maybe the next moment. The evil monster that disturbed the ancient road has arrived."

As he spoke, Di Tian arrived.

Eight forbidden combat power.

At the age of 52, the cultivation level of a saint is at the third level of heaven. Even the great emperor in his youth is no more than this.

However, in the eyes of this guide, who is enough to alarm the human race on the road to trial, he is extremely angry now. After all, he has just been "scorned"——

Taking the initiative to "bow down" to make friends without getting any response, for such characters, this is the simplest and rude face slap.

Therefore, there was a cold and murderous intent that filled the air, making many trialists surrounding the city shudder and retreat subconsciously, completely forgetting about the imperial struggle.

As if he felt something in his heart, Di Tian suddenly concentrated and raised his eyes to look into the void, where Meng Fan stood.

Affected by it, hundreds of eyes looked over at the same time. However, although they saw a figure stopping here, they could not clearly feel the presence of anyone there.

At this moment, Meng Fan was shrouded in a hazy light, as if he was standing at the beginning of all things, and as if he was at the end of the universe, in a hazy place, and he never fell down, let alone the idea of ​​talking to the testers.

Young people... are so murderous...

After sighing in his heart, the self-proclaimed old man suddenly looked towards the city.

Swish!
Yandi, his eyes illuminated for eternity, crushing the boundless sky and dimming the stars all around, as if there was a chaotic heaven and earth rolling down.

Having just arrived, the Holy King Realm leader who was secretly observing everything was horrified. He involuntarily took two steps back to regain his composure, but he was still frightened.

What monster?
Throughout the ages, there has never been a situation in which those who were tried were scared away by being guided. After all, most of the beings who can hold this position have lived for thousands of years. They embarked on the path of cultivation who knows how long before the young people. They are considered to be predecessors...

Before he could figure it out, Meng Fan said directly:

"Can the city gate be opened?"

Seems to be urging.

"Into the customs!"

However, without any hesitation, a spiritual thought came, reverberating like a yellow bell, causing the bones of many young geniuses to shake, their blood to surge, and their expressions of horror and puzzlement.

What do you mean?
Putting aside all the twists and turns, the fact is very simple: the older trialist Meng Fan gave the lead envoy a warning, and the lead envoy who felt that he had lost face did not dare to offend him. In order to maintain his authority, he could only intimidate others. , to regain confidence.

But no matter what, the ancient city gate creaked open, extremely heavy.

This is a huge city standing in the starry sky, with an environment suitable for human survival.

Nearly three hundred human monks from all over the universe moved forward on their mounts or on foot, and no one was calm.

The ancient city exudes the atmosphere of the ancient times. It is built with gray-brown boulders. It is magnificent and breathtaking. There are people guarding it.

There were not many soldiers, all of them wore armor with metallic luster and coldness, with long halberds piercing the sky, and iron spears piercing the sky, like a team of heavenly soldiers, staring at everyone.

They have a murderous aura, as if they have conquered many star realms and killed countless powerful men, and now they are guarding this place so that many Semi-Saint Realm trialists dare not offend, like a group of ferocious beasts dormant here.

The city wall is covered with ax marks, sword holes, and mottled ancient ruins, which cannot hide the heavy historical atmosphere and adds to the desolation.

Looking up, the Dao pattern looms, immortalized through eternity of slaughter and calamity. It was carved by the ancient great sage himself, and can be revived in an instant.

"Please."

At the same time, the escort took the initiative to come to Meng Fan. He did not dare to ask for any information, such as his age, and acted very reserved. However, from beginning to end, he never walked out of the chaos, making it difficult for people to distinguish the depth and avoid the danger. Go to a lot of trouble.

(End of this chapter)