Immortal Primordial World

Everyone was shocked. Haotian was so powerful. The rock outside the netherworld Sixteen States, even the chance of resistance was trampled into rotten meat!

"Crouching trough, is this still human?"

"What's the origin of Haotian?" Cloud crisscross pupil mercilessly constrict, feel this person is a strong enemy in front of me for the first time. Even the rock was crushed in a flash. How many cards did he have to play?

Light God body leaf smell day is also stupefied, and behind the dignified color change up: "who are you?"

Meng Xuan didn't speak, strode to the source and walked in the past. He took a light look at Ye Wentian, Yun Zongheng and others. As an old monster who has lived for millions of years, he always has the feeling of living with children when fighting with these people.

"You'd better leave me alone." Meng Xuan light said, domineering and publicity. In fact, he has strong capital. He fell into the world with the purpose of accompanying Meng Tianji in his old age. But now, some people won't let him.

It's better to be willing than willing. Anyway, there are enough talents who have died in their own hands for so many years. Even Tianzun was damaged in his hands.

He is tall, like a mountain moving, stride on the ground, the whole ground is shaking. Human cochlear God son looking at his back, dare not act rashly.

"Haotian, do you dare to fight me outside?" The human cochlear God son is arrogant and belligerent. He hesitates for a long time before he shouts.

Meng Xuan didn't reply: "no interest!"

He took Tang Zongheng, the immortal jujube tree, and quickly approached the source. Gradually close to the source, the original fairy light is also more and more thick, shrouded in his body, his whole body shining in a hazy. In a trance, there is a feeling of purple.

The broken meridians in his body began to cheer, and the cracked DaoHai was slowly condensing, greedily absorbing this cosmic ray.

Although the human cochlear Shenzi and others were far away from the source, they also absorbed some original immortal light and began to mutate slowly.

His forehead was smooth and crystal clear, and gradually gave birth to two antennae, only the length of his thumb, but there was a mysterious breath in circulation. The double angle jumps, actually can communicate a wisp of heaven and earth secret force.

"The angel of the cochlear emperor can communicate with the power of the cochlear emperor!" The cloud crisscrossed his eyes. Although the original immortal light could not support the complete transformation of the cochlear God, it had awakened him to his own destiny.

Ye Wentian and six tailed Tianhu are also in metamorphosis. Six tailed Tianhu's whole blood is rolling, and the tail gradually gives birth to a seventh tail. The hair is soft, and lightning is swimming on it, as if it can shake the world.

And ye Wentian's God of light, more bright, standing there, like a lamp that never goes out. The light shines on nine days and ten places, covers six harmonies and eight wastelands, and the breath is more and more powerful.

Tang Zongheng's blood from his father's family began to revive, his eyes became silvery white, and countless thunders floated in it.

"I'm awakening... Datang's blood is running like thunder!" Tang Zongheng is trembling with excitement. Meng Xuan is the first time to see Tang Zongheng's gaffe. He said in a low voice: "Mr. Meng, help me fight for a place for transformation. I need to be fully awakened. From then on, I'll take the lead of the Meng family! "

Meng Xuan took a close look at Tang Zongheng and found that this kind of blood is extraordinary, like some kind of royal blood. Then he nodded without hesitation: "OK, I promise you!"

"The closer we get to the source, the faster we wake up, and the more complete we become!" All the people found out the secret and went crazy one by one. They all went to the source constantly.

But under the ancient trees of Wutong, most of them can support the complete transformation of three people. That is to say, whoever stands under the Wutong tree must respond to the attacks of everyone.

It's definitely a cruel fight.

"Two places, I'm going to make it!" Meng Xuan's eyes flashed, and the more the original immortal light was, the more he reshaped his muscles and veins, and continued the hope of DaoHai. He will never give up, and Tang Zongheng's thunder blood is definitely a kind of royal blood. Once the complete recovery, it will be a terrible combat power!

The three people keep walking, very fast. When passing by a green soil, the immortal jujube tree stopped: "Haotian, I am here to transform. I feel that the green soil will be of great use to me. Even if the original Xianguang can't support my complete transformation, I can also benefit from the green soil."

Meng Xuan took a look at the green soil and recognized that it was a kind of bronze magic weapon that was burned into copper water and melted into the soil. The divine substance in it has not disappeared. If Meng Xuan gets it, suddenly he can take the immortal Hongmeng body to a higher level.

But now, he doesn't have this idea. The original fairy light is more important now.

"Well, be careful!" Meng confessed, and Tang Zongheng ran forward. The fight began gradually, and both yunzong and ye Wentian were terrible.

One holds a God's skull to release the great waste of gold, and the other holds the eyeball of the God of light to spray the supreme light. The two men's needle tips were just like wheat, and the wave of fighting spread out for more than ten miles. The void is constantly distorted.

Cloud vertical and horizontal eyes such as a knife, will hold the God skull in the hand, the divine power poured in, suddenly, the divine light. In the skull of the deity, a dark yellow gas was emitted, like a pitching exercise, which turned into a sky knife and cut the leaves horizontally to smell the sky.

Ye Wentian looks solemn, holding a bright eye, as if holding a sun in his hand. Then, holding his eyeball, he punched out.

Suddenly, like the sun in the explosion, xuanhuang gas and ye Wentian blow together. There was a deafening sound, like thunder beating drums, and the whole world was roaring.

The cochlear God son is very powerful. He has a cochlear shell on his head and spits out a green stream. It's the mucus that was born in his body, which can corrode everything. Stream flowing in the space, poured on the body of the six tail fox.

A wishful bead appears in the eyebrow of six tailed Tianhu, which opens a light curtain and blocks the poisonous mucus.

Only Meng Xuan is crazy near the source.

"No more arguments, we will lose two places and win the battle under the Wutong tree again." Yun Zongheng said.

Ye Wentian turned to see that the young man named Haotian was only a few miles away from the Wutong tree. His face was full of murders: "I'm a descendant of Yan Fugu sect, who dares to rob my quota!"

Then, he abandoned Yun Zongheng and rushed to Meng Xuan quickly.

Six tail sky Fox and human cochlear God son see this, also appeared in the eyes of the murderer: "bold!"

"How about killing him first, and then we can decide the outcome?" Yunzongheng proposed.

"OK, let's unite to kill this man named Haotian, and then decide the final quota again!"

Four powerful young people, no matter who they are, have few rivals in the original world. Now united, we can absolutely push everything and no one can beat us.

Four people united to form a brief alliance. Four people have burst out into 20% of the strength, prestige interwoven, forming a blood red field.

All the things wrapped by the field break into powder. There are several monks who have to avoid in the future. By the way, they are pulled into the field by a terrible suction. Then they scream and are crushed to pieces.

In that field, there are tens of thousands of invisible swords crisscrossing. If they are contaminated, they will be killed.

In Tang Zongheng's eyes, there was a rare color of worry: "what can I do? It's a field. Can you block it?"

Meng Xuan didn't even look back: "you can change at ease and leave everything to me. Lao Tzu's consent is not allowed if we do not agree with Wutong tree.

Tang Zongheng was a little relieved. He knew that Meng Xuan, once he said something, would always come true. Although he is sometimes very open, but his heart is very stable. It seems that everything in the world is under his control.

It's like four archaic magic dragons coming out of the abyss. Their breath is earth shaking. They rush into the sky and disperse the thick clouds.

"Haotian, I don't care who you are. Let's fall here today!" Yun Zongheng said.

"Haotian is finished. The four most powerful young people will fight together. Even if they are masters of the eternal spirit realm, they won't be unable to win, will they?"

"I'm afraid Yun Zongheng alone will be able to drink a pot from Haotian!"

Bei Mu Tian didn't follow. He knew that he was not Meng Xuan's opponent. If he forced his hand, it would only fall! So he gave up, stood in the same place, away from the source, and began to transmute.

Just a few miles away, with Meng Xuan's speed, soon arrived.

A Wutong tree stands there, and its branches are very old. Behind the Wutong tree, a purple sun hung there, burning and shining, warm and warm.

Under Wutong tree, there are at most three people sitting in the table.

At the moment, the purple area is also shrinking crazily, like to concentrate all the energy together for the final winner to make the ultimate transformation.

Four little giants with supreme power, quickly close, blink of an eye from Meng Xuan is only a hundred Zhang distance, and the distance in the rapid narrowing.

Tang Zongheng even felt that his back was like a sword, which could tear his body at any time. He's got goose bumps all over him. It was a terrible feeling.

"These four people are really not mediocre!" Tang Zongheng said, "every one has the strength to kill me!"

"You will not be weaker than them when your Datang thunder blood is fully recovered. In addition, you must transform into a master of eternal gods Meng Xuan said.

When he was ten feet away from the Wutong tree, he stopped his body and sent Tang across. "You go first, and now you leave it to me!"

Let's just say that his temperament has changed in a moment. He is eight feet tall, like a sword coming out of its sheath, and has the bearing of being invincible.