The Age of the Law of the People: The Beginning Full Level of Talent

Clang.

Ring the bell.

The sound of heavy and rhythmic blacksmithing.

It suddenly came out between heaven and earth.

The Heaven Swallowing Emperor’s bone emperor power impact stopped in an instant.

Zhou Fan was stunned.

He looked at Kyoto in the distance, where an ordinary figure was stepping on the void.

The remaining six half-step emperor dark bones seemed to sense something, and they all turned around and stared at this figure.

The figure was dressed in coarse cloth, with messy hair and stubble all over his face.

It seems to be an ordinary man who has no ability to take care of himself.

But.

In the skeleton pupils of the six dark skeletons, the throbbing blood-colored flames were shaking violently at this moment.

Apparently they saw a figure that terrified them.

“Father…”

The corner of Zhou Fan’s mouth murmured.

Clang.

Ring the bell.

The father stepped on the void, and with each step, there was a heavy sound of iron strikes, as if he was hammering the whole world with his footsteps, and every step made the space tremble.

The Dao that slowly died between heaven and earth frantically converged towards his father’s body at an unparalleled speed, and when he stepped over Kyoto, the Dao between heaven and earth completely disappeared, and all converged into his father’s body.

This moment.

Although he is still slovenly, his figure is becoming more and more majestic.

Especially a pair of eyes, with a terrifying Diwei.

The whole heaven and earth trembled.

Countless dark creatures crept and trembled.

The will of the firmament did not dare to emerge again.

This moment.

Father is heaven.

When Zhou Fan saw this, he didn’t know that his father was the will of the former Heaven Devouring Emperor.

In a moment of despair.

The father manifested.

He understands.

This manifestation means that the father is using the last trace of heaven and earth to condense the emperor body.

The Dao, which was already in the twilight, will no longer be able to exist in heaven and earth.

Other words.

This is once invincible to the world, invincible to the world, a father who presses all eternity, the last glory, the last trace.

The father did not look at the six dark bones of the half-step emperor, he stepped out in one step and came to the bones nearly 10,000 meters high, his eyes saw through the bones, and he saw Zhou Fan, who manifested his spirit, and he said softly, “My son, for my father’s blacksmithing skills just now, you, can you learn?” ”

Zhou Fan nodded vigorously.

He didn’t hesitate.

Immediately, a soul hammer condensed and kept beating.

Clang.

Ring the bell.

There was a heavy sound of iron striking between heaven and earth.

This iron strike is like the first iron strike that Zhou Fan heard when he fell, but it is very different, such as the collection of piano sounds, chess skills, paintings, calligraphy, pottery, shadow puppets and other hundreds of ways.

For the first time, a smile appeared on my father’s face.

The smile gradually expanded.

Forthwith.

Heaven and earth heard my father’s laughter.

“My son, I have the posture of a great emperor!”

Zhou Fan also looked at his father, the corners of his mouth murmured, but he couldn’t say a word.

He understood perfectly at this point.

What does it mean that father once said, you don’t have your own way?

The Dao of the Heaven Devouring Emperor pressed the heavens and the earth.

No other way stands out here.

Therefore, even if he imitated his father’s Dao thousands of times, he could not really walk out of his own Dao, let alone withstand the impact of Diwei.

But now.

All the ways of heaven and earth belong to the father, and this world is no longer bound.

At that moment, Zhou Fan’s divine soul directly comprehended the Dao of this world.

The way of 100 craftsmanship.

Blue is better than blue.

Therefore.

My father smiled.

“Swallow the sky, the time that belongs to you has completely passed…”

The Dark Skeleton roared.

The father turned around and looked at this piece of heaven and earth, as if reminiscing, like remembrance, he said softly: “Yes, the time that belongs to me has passed, this piece of heaven and earth, I have lasted too long, too long, my son, from now on, this piece of heaven and earth will be handed over to you, at the last moment when I leave for my father, I will smooth these ants for you!” ”

The voice fell.

The father’s figure shattered violently.

The endless Diwei will with a terrifying storm, centered on Kyoto, instantly swept towards the world.

A large number of dark creatures’ nests in various places were all annihilated under this storm.

“NO!!”

“Devouring the heavens, you destroy my race, and in the next life I will be your enemy again!”

The six half-step emperor-level dark skeleton creatures all roared, but under the sweep of the Heaven-Swallowing Emperor’s imperial power, they didn’t even have the slightest strength to resist, and the skeleton bones were all shattered.

This is the heavens are unstoppable, the gods are unstoppable, and the power of my invincible emperor is the world.

Even if it has been dead for tens of thousands of years.

The will of the firmament could not extinguish his Dao.

Diwei swept through.

Sweep the darkness of the world.

Zhou Fan looked at heaven and earth and said softly, “Father, I will re-support this heaven and earth for you.” ”

At the moment when the father’s will disappeared.

The bones of the emperor of nearly 10,000 meters have no Diwei, and the bones of the body have become ordinary.

Although there is no skull.

But Zhou Fan’s divine soul was all over the bones, and he raised his arm bones and pointed to the heavenly dome, “Two years later, it will be the day of your destruction!” ”

Rumble.

His foot bones hit the ground and soared into the sky.

I returned to the village where I had arrived.

The village is no longer occupied.

Only the house at the foot of the mountain still has a rare shadow, and the sound of heavy iron hitting is faintly heard.

Zhou Fan’s nearly 10,000-meter-tall figure overlooked the house, looking at the iron hammer and a large amount of iron under the wooden shed in the courtyard.

His divine soul condensed into a figure and broke free.

Then he walked slowly to the wooden shed, grabbed the hammer, and placed the iron on it.

Clang.

Ring the bell.

The heavy and rhythmic sound of striking iron gradually sounded.

He knocked tirelessly and seriously.

In the sea, he recalled the figure of his father sitting here every day and beating.

That is the Word of the Father.

The Dao left by the Heaven Devouring Emperor in this world.

Though.

My father said he had the appearance of a great emperor.

But the way of a hundred schools of skill is only a prototype, and it has not yet been perfected.

Thundered~

The sky dome is filled with black clouds, and the rolling rain is pouring down.

It’s like pouring out the water of the river and sea endlessly.

This village, this mountain range has completely become a water pool in just half an hour.

But Zhou Fan didn’t pay attention to it at all.

Nearly 10,000 meters of emperor-level bones supported the wooden shed.

The sound of iron strikes continues.

The firmament will burned with anger.

Almost every day wind, frost, snow and rain, lightning and thunder.

He wanted to disturb Zhou Fan’s will and disturb his Dao that condensed himself in this heaven and earth.

However, Zhou Fan’s divine soul was powerful and did not interfere at all.

Clang.

Ring the bell.

He beats pieces of iron every day.

Hone his own way.

That’s it.

The sun rises and sets, and the clouds roll up.

Fast forward two years.

Zhou Fan’s divine soul became more and more solidified, but the bones of the nearly 10,000-meter emperor were full of traces of time, without the blessing of Diwei, under the continuous disturbance of the firmament, wind and sun, thunderstorm, frost and snow, the surface of the bone gradually had cracks.

It seems to be almost unsupportable.

Especially under the bones, there are raging water waves, and countless huge water creatures are constantly attacking.

Click~

This day.

The day before the light of reincarnation was about to disappear.

A large number of cracks appeared in the leg bone.

Rumble.

The leg bones could no longer support it, and they were half-kneeling in the endless water.

Clang.

Ring the bell.

The sound of iron strikes is still there.

And after two years.

A prompt sounded in Zhou Fan’s mind again.