Immortal Primordial World

Everyone was stunned when they saw Meng Xuan leave. According to reason, this situation should be when Meng Xuan went back to Su's home to ask for credit. But now Meng Xuan left without saying hello. What's the situation?

"Yes, Meng Xuan has broken his meridians, and DaoHai has been broken down. Now his cultivation has been abandoned. It's dangerous to go back to Su's house. "

"You can't do that for a long time."

"It's a pity that a brilliant young man, for a woman, abandons himself."

Su Jiujiu shuddered at the thought of Meng Xuan's self breaking meridians and his blood fog.

"For a long time." Su Changhe is very excited to welcome Su Jiujiu. This time, Su Jiujiu really made a great contribution to the Su family. He invited Meng Xuan, such a fierce man. Even the king and the crane are in submission.

Crane Xuanhuan lowered his head, his face was hidden in the shadow, and he could not see the happiness, anger, sadness and happiness. Even if he is completely defeated in the hands of Meng Xuan, no one dares to despise him. After all, the strength of the fifth place of chongtian Pavilion is there.

"It's a pity, Meng Xuan." Su Changhe did not expect Meng Xuan to turn the tide at the last moment and turn the whole situation around. The thought that he had looked down upon him made him smile bitterly.

"It's OK. He has a way." Su Jiujiu knows Meng Xuan's wrist for a long time. The longer he contacts Meng Xuan, the more mysterious he feels.

This is a person no one can see through, Su Jiujiu thought in his heart.

Meng Xuan was very fast, and soon came to the edge of the empty city and walked into the hall of three machines.

The method of big dream in itself, in any plane, is the supreme Scripture, known as one of the most mysterious ancient scriptures. The legend may be the first interpretation of the book.

Meng Xuan couldn't figure out how Meng Tianji could understand the big dream free method and become the guardian of the three machine hall.

Don't allow him to think more, the three guards open their eyes and deliver their eyes to Meng Xuan.

Bei Hongji, ye chanji and Meng Tianji, the three guardians of the world, all have a word "Ji" in their names, which seems to involve some great cause and effect.

At the same time, he xunhuan sends Su Jiujiu back to Su's home, receives a message from the supreme mansion, and rushes to the mountains behind the empty city, ready to enter the original world.

The original world contains the original immortal light, which is a kind of cosmic ray. Bathed in it, it can mutate, and it is even possible to understand the gifted magic power.

All the Tianzao level masters in chongtian Pavilion, except Bai Fushu, who was killed by Meng Xuan, gathered in the mountains, ready to enter the original world.

He xunhuan regained his composure. He glanced and found that there were more than ten people here. One of them caught the attention of he xunhuan. It was a young man, very handsome, with a spiral mark on his brow.

"This is the seventh son of the cochlear emperor, the human cochlear God son, who replaced Meng Xuan and entered the original world." Jiang Yifan.

He xunhuan's pupil suddenly shrinks. The cochlear emperor is one of the three masters in the netherworld. It's not the most important thing. It's said that the cochlear emperor in the Sixteen States of the nether world is just a separate body.

Cochlear emperor appeared once in those years, which was an earth shaking figure. Noumenon is an emperor's blood snail. It is a living creature coming out of an ancient temple and settling down in the Sixteen States of the nether world.

He has also heard that the magic power is unparalleled in the world. Maybe only the demons of cloud level can suppress him.

Human cochlear God son's face is very pale, lips bright red matchless. His eyes were long and narrow. He glanced at the crane for pleasure, and there was a look of contempt in his eyes. Then he said in a soft voice: "master Jiang, please pay attention to the primary and secondary. I'm not replacing Meng Xuan. But Meng Xuan is not qualified to compare with me at all. It's a pity that I'm late, or I'll kill him. "

Jiang Yifan's face became gloomy, but he didn't dare to say anything. Obviously, some people are afraid of the power of the emperor.

The cochlear emperor, the seventh son of a sect, put great pressure on the public.

Cloud vertical and horizontal standing there, the first real dragon horn, breath long, spirit rolling like waves, wave after wave. He is the God body of the earth level, the eight barren and half dragon body, which is just and fierce. Coldly swept the person cochlear God son one eye, then closed the eye.

In the eyes of the human cochlear God son, the war spirit is rolling: "clouds crisscross, in the original world, longing for a war."

Yun Zongheng nodded and said nothing.

Tang zongzong was far away. He stood upright, upright and handsome: "in fact, I think there should be a place for Meng Xuan in the original world."

The elder nodded with deep agreement and sighed: "yes, that child has high understanding and strength. It's a pity that my supreme mansion sometimes goes too far. "

Jiang Yifan sneered: "it's just a deserter. What's the pity."

"Even if you don't quit the supreme mansion, you will be killed by the cochlear God. How much potential can a person from a small sect have? " Chen Junfeng has a look of hatred in his eyes. He can't help but kill xuncao sect and destroy the whole xuncao sect.

"Well, don't say much." Jiang Yifan's eyes are cold. Meng Xuan offended him. He thought he should die. If it's not because of the identity, I'd like to kill the innocent person in person.

The native world is full of legends, and it is said that there is a Wutong tree, once a real Phoenix lived on it. Sitting in the plane of Wutong wood, you can feel the way of rhyme.

"There are also young and supreme masters of other sects, as well as talented disciples outside the Sixteen States of the nether world. Be careful when you go in. Don't make trouble. But you don't need to worry too much, because in it, mana is suppressed, fighting for physical strength. " Jiang Yifan said, "old people can't get in."

"It's up to me." Human cochlear God son confident smile, he is the emperor blood big demon, comparable to the level of God body, not as much as the cloud crisscross eight waste half dragon body weak.

At this time, a mighty bell and drum sound came out, like thunder on the ground, exploding above the void and splitting the sky. All the people were shocked and looked into the empty city. I saw that the clouds were cracking, and gold colored waves rushed up to the sky, breaking the clouds!

"What sound?" Jiang Yifan was surprised.

"Where are the bells and drums?"

"Look what's there?"

In the hall of three machines, Meng Xuan stood in front of the Fulong drum and hit the drum with one blow. All of a sudden, the sound of the drum turned into thunder and burst in the void. The drum surface vibrates and transmits a tidal pattern.

He is completely relying on the power of the body to bombard the Fulong drum! This is also the requirement of Sanji hall, which is to strike the Fulong drum and test the physical strength. If qualified, you can enter the original world!

His immortal Hongmeng body is unparalleled in the world. At the moment, it is no weaker or even stronger than the earth level divine body. With one punch, we hit the Fulong drum!

"After the nine rings, the power of the body can be transmitted to the gilt lamp to light it up!" Meng Tianji said that there was no emotion in his eyes.

After that, Meng Xuan made a second blow to Fulong drum again.

Longyin bursts, pouring into the clouds, covering most of the netherworld Sixteen States!

Jiang Yifan finally recognized what the sound was, and his pupils contracted fiercely: "Fulong drum!"

"Three machine hall, Fulong drum!" The elder also recognized it, and his breath began to rush, staring at the depths of the empty city. It's a Fulong drum that hasn't been played in 800 years. Today, it's revived here and it's making a drum sound.

And listen to the echo, the drummer has more power!

Human cochlear God son is also a Leng, face appeared dignified color: "who in the end, actually sounded eight hundred years did not revive the Fulong drum!"

"How did San Ji Dian fall into the empty city?" Yun Zongheng also stood up, ready to enter the empty city. But he was held by the elder.

"Stop, three machine hall open, Fulong drum recovery, only one person can enter. If you go in by force, you will be killed by three guards! " The elder cried, staring at the empty city, and then trembled.

"Master, do you remember the records of the supreme mansion?" The elder was excited and his face glowed.

"I remember." Jiang Yifan is not calm. "According to the records of the supreme mansion, anyone who can sound the Fulong drum and light the gilt lamp can open the conch nest of the supreme mansion!"

"Be sure to invite this man over!" Elder was excited. Eight hundred years ago, the conch nest was opened once. It contains countless treasures, the supreme Scripture. The most important thing is that in the conch's nest, there is a god fetus, which is likely to be born!

Outside the empty city, the Su family, the Du family, and the people of beixuan Shenzhou mansion were all in the same place, staring at the empty city.

"Someone's beating the Fulong drum!"

"Who is the Fulong drum that hasn't been played in 800 years?"

Su Changhe and Su Changheng were shocked, and the drum sound exploded in their hearts, making their hearts swaying. Su Jiujiu's eyes twinkled and murmured to himself, is it him?

He xunhuan also considered that it was Meng Xuan, but then he shook his head. Meng Xuan had been abandoned, and he absolutely had no ability to beat the Fulong drum.

Emperor beast immortal clan, Chen Laogui flew to the cloud, looking at the direction of the empty city from a distance. He also heard the sound of the drum, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "the Fulong drum has been knocked."

Qin Wujin is also very restless. No one who can beat the Fulong drum is mediocre. Eight hundred years ago, huangfuzhi played the Fulong drum in the northern region, entered a small real world, and stepped into the three realms of dragon and elephant. Now he has become the leader of one of the ten sects of Xiandao.

I didn't expect that 800 years later, today another person succeeded in the empty city.

"I don't know how many times it can ring. Eight hundred years ago, huangfuzhi seven rings and three lights!" Jiang Yifan said to himself.

In the hall of three machines, Meng Xuan looks like Gujing bubo, and once again hits the Fulong drum. Before the three rings, the test is physical strength, after the three rings, the test is Tao heart!

When Meng Xuan's fourth punch hit the Fulong drum, he fell into the illusion created by the Fulong drum camp. In front of his eyes appeared many illusions, a wisp of smoke into the woman close to his body, like a snake in the general twist.