Immortal Primordial World

Meng Xuan, wearing a bronze mask, looked at the six Tailed Fox and saw a sharp killing in his eyes. This kind of sound wave attacked him and made his brow wrinkle. His soul felt a stabbing pain, especially the center of his brow, which seemed to split.

The six Tailed Fox roars up to the sky, stretching its limbs, and the sound waves in its mouth are strange and gloomy.

Meng Xuan opened the light curtain formed by Wu Dao's true meaning, closed the hearing, and Wu Dao's true meaning blocked the six senses. He quickly stepped forward and rushed to six tail Tianhu.

His body is hard and unparalleled, and he has cultivated three kinds of martial arts. Fighting close to his body, he has an advantage. Yongchun blows out, carrying the supreme power, and blows on the head of six tailed Tianhu.

Poof! Six foxes were badly injured, their heads almost cracked and fell to the ground. His mouth and nose showed blood, his tusks were exposed, and he looked at Meng Xuan bitterly: "Haotian, you want to kill me, I promise you can't live in the whole Baidi continent!"

"I'm so scared. Look at my face. It's frightening!" Meng Xuan pointed to the bronze mask on his face and said with a sneer. After walking in the past, he blew out a few punches again, each of which had the power to open the mountain. Shengsheng smashed six Tianhu into pieces.

All the people were shocked. The strength of Haotian was really terrible. Four small giants, ye Wentian's shoulders were removed, and six Tianhu were killed. Human cochlear God son suffered a heavy blow, now only cloud Zongheng can still fight with him.

"Who else, come on!" Meng Xuan put his eyes on Yun Zongheng and opened his mouth in a cold voice. There was an air of arrogance on him, and he seemed to return to that era. In the face of many fairy kings, the scene is not changed.

He has lived for so many years. Who was he afraid of?

He xunhuan sighed: "yes, it must be him."

"Haotian has the trend of being the first person of the younger generation."

"Just don't know what his real identity is, there must be hidden."

Yun Zongheng stopped his body, and the God skull on his head was accumulating divine power, and said: "Haotian, we don't want to fight each other. The last quota is for me. How about we don't make water in the well?"

"He is a man who can bend and stretch." Meng Xuan exclaimed, extending his thumb, but then his eyes suddenly turned cold, "but now I've changed my mind! The last quota will not be given to you! "

Cloud vertical and horizontal sneer, don't care at all, slowly shake head, a will spirit skull in the hand. Some strange patterns began to appear on the skull, saying: "Haotian, I know you are not afraid of anything. But I still have the means, big deal, I will blow up here, this quota, we both don't want it! "

The skull of the God glowed, and gradually spread destructive waves, and cracks appeared on the skull, as if to crack.

He's going to explode the skull!

Meng Xuanyin said: "cloud vertical and horizontal, cruel enough, underestimated you!"

Cloud vertical and horizontal light smile: "God skull, is the most precious.". There are devastating fluctuations in it. If I detonate it, I can absolutely flatten a place thousands of miles away. I have to fix the quota for this transformation, otherwise I might as well die here. "

Meng Xuan didn't speak, and Yun Zongheng was silent. All of them retreated far away. They know that Yun Zongheng absolutely does what he says, and this person is a hero. As long as the goal can be achieved, any plot, any means can be used.

Meng Xuan thought for a while, the last quota is useless. He has also considered giving people the pleasure of the king mole crane, but in this way, he will definitely expose his identity. Now I haven't grown up yet. If someone knows that I've hit the Fulong drum, it will cause great trouble.

Rather than that, it's better to leave the quota to yunzongheng. It's unwise to lose both sides for the sake of one quota.

"Well, I agree." Meng Xuan spoke.

Yun Zongheng is not overjoyed. He knows that Meng Xuan will definitely agree. Anyway, the original purpose of Haotian was only to have two places. He didn't need to.

Meng Xuan lightly looks at Yun Zongheng. The latter also looks at Meng Xuan calmly. They don't speak.

"This man is a serious trouble!" Yun Zongheng said to himself in his heart, with a heavy heart. He has been in the world for such a long time, and he has encountered countless talents, but he really can't see the depth of the Haotian in front of him. At the beginning, in the outside world, even Qin unharmed was beaten bald.

But then a sneer came out of his mouth. As long as he completed his transformation and awakened the blood of his mother and father, who would he be afraid of, even outside the Sixteen States of netherworld?

Meng Xuan saw the clouds in a vertical direction, turned and started to go far, and came to the Wutong tree. The clouds occupy another direction, and Tang and Wutong, the three of them are in the triangle, surrounded by the Indus tree.

As soon as Meng Xuan stepped into it, he felt a kind of inexplicable Taoist rhyme. The sound of Feng Ming is constantly coming out of my ears, and the vision appears in my mind.

A phoenix spreads its wings to strike the sky. It is surrounded by the flame of gold God and is in Nirvana. Rich to the extreme, the original fairy light poured into his body, making every cell in his body cheered. The broken meridians began to continue to connect, and even the fragmented DaoHai was gradually merging together.

But healing to a certain extent, the original fairy light on those veins no longer have any effect. Dao Hai is not perfect.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xuan opened his eyes, and the color of doubt appeared in his eyes.

Original fairy light, no use?

Look at Tang Zongheng and Yun Zongheng again. They have begun to mutate under the bath of the original immortal light. A layer of old skin began to fade from the real dragon horn. His tail, gradually appeared a golden bone thorn. Eyebrows, face, hands, gradually appeared dark golden scales.

This is from his father's blood!

"His father, the demons!" Meng Xuan spoke.

"It's not the demons, it's a half dragon!" Tang Zongheng said, very calm, did not open his eyes, in the awakening of the Tang blood.

Tang Zongheng also began to mutate, and there appeared strange lines on his face, like lightning, dense. At a glance, both eyes began to tingle.

"Mutation is just the early awakening of the divine power in the blood!" Meng Xuan saw clearly the essence at a glance. He was a human race. Naturally, he would not mutate, but only evolve.

But now, the original fairy light has limited effect on itself. What's the situation?

Meng Xuan also can't understand, thinking in situ.

"Well?" Meng Xuan looked up at the source, purple eyes shining on him, let him warm, he stretched out his hands, a ray of original fairy light shining on his hands, let his right hand is dark purple.

"This kind of original fairy light has strong penetration and high energy. It is easy to cause the rupture of mysterious substances in cells, as well as mutation, so as to carry out a mutation. I have absorbed the source of metamorphosis earlier, and have evolved my own cells and bones to the limit that I can accept at present. So the original immortal light has no effect on the present self. " After thinking for a while, Meng Xuan deduced everything. Although there was some deviation, it was also eight or nine.

Is this quota wasted?

He was a bit unwilling, and finally entered the original world. After all kinds of battles, he won the quota. Is it just healing some broken meridians?

There was a color of confusion in his eyes, which was rare.

Suddenly, a voice of Feng Ming rang in his ear. He looked back at the Wutong tree. The shock of his body made waves in his heart. Blurted out: "original immortal light... Ancient Nirvana?"