Countless monks outside hovered in the air, looking at the end of the world from afar, and the only remaining masters of the various sects came out.
Hua Jianyu did not stand with the Flying Ascension, but stood side by side with Hua Qingping, the strength of the Sword Rain did improve very quickly, Hua Qingping clearly felt the terrifying talent of the Flying Ascension, given time, the demigods are certain, of course, fate is in the battle between Yutian and Wang Meng.
Hua Qingping is also infinitely curious about this Wang Meng, the Ming people only have one way to defeat in the face of the sky, this Wang Meng is the last one among the ascending people to reach the Great Thousand Realm, but in a short period of time to meet the battle of the sky, can this be done "Sword Rain, this battle Wang Meng is almost sure" Hua Jianyu's gaze was a little frozen, "I don't know, the time is too short, but maybe it's not a problem, since I knew this person, he has never been defeated." ” Hua Qingping smiled bitterly, "How can he ever be defeated, from the moment he was born, he has won every battle, and he is a strong man in every battle." ” At this level, Hua Qingping was very calm, he felt that the Flying Ascending Crowd and the Great Thousand Crowd could coexist, and sometimes he had to resign himself to fate when he made a choice.
It's just that no matter how you think about it, I don't think this Wang Meng has a chance of winning.
All the people think so, the sky is the true god who is alive, this Wang Meng can be about the same as the Ming people, even if there is a line, what is the use If you just ascend, it is equivalent to just getting your life, even if you are talented, what do you do in a month Hu Jing, Zhang Xiaojiang and others waited quietly, and Wang Meng did not appear this month.
This is unprecedented, and this battle is also a fateful battle for Wang Meng.
Everyone is very quiet, the sky has arrived, Wang Meng On the hill not far from the end of the world, Wang Meng stood up, with a sparse and uneven beard on his face, and he sat in front of the Ming people for a month.
What I thought, what I thought, what I thought, I still didn't understand.
Nobody knows.
But.
Time's up.
Wang Meng stood up and walked towards the end of the world.
Above the end of the world, the eyes of the vain sky passed through the space and looked at Wang Meng.
Wang Meng didn't look at the sky.
Just going their own way.
Wang Meng's heart is grateful.
He thanked his parents for giving birth.
Thanks to Mo Shan's godhead, Xu Huang who gave him a chance as a mortal with extremely poor talent, and Hu Jing, Zhang Xiaojiang, Yang Ying, and Mingren for their existence.
Including delusion.
Walk on the road of the great world.
Wang Meng was barefoot, step by step, this is the Great Thousand Worlds This month was chaotic, Wang Meng couldn't feel anything, and at this time, the feeling began to become clear, in the grass, there were unknown little creatures staring at him, an uninvited guest.
A trace of aura emanated from the small grass, and in the Great Thousand Realms, all creatures were more full of agility than the Nether Realm, and there seemed to be a faint soul.
It's a world like no other.
Wang Meng walked very steadily, but not slowly, and the end of the world greeted the arrival of its second master.
Yutian and Wang Meng finally came face to face, and at this time, Wang Meng's eyes also fell on Yutian.
There is no strangeness, like an old friend who has not seen each other for a long time.
Yu Tian's eyes finally calmed down, as if he had let go of his thoughts for a long time.
This person has taken a completely different path from him, but he has also reached the same height.
It's an incredible thing indeed.
"It's been a long time since I've been waiting for its owner."
False heaven said.
Wang Meng walked towards the silent sword, this is Moshan's sword, once upon a time, Wang Meng's swordsmanship has always been his shadow, after a hundred years, he finally saw it.
The silent sword did not repel, it felt the breath of Moshan on Wang Meng's body, but when Wang Meng approached, the silent sword let out another wail.
Because, Moshan doesn't exist after all.
Wang Meng is not Mo Shan.
Wang Meng didn't stretch out his hand, because he was not the owner of the silent sword, and he would not come back if he disappeared.
The deceased is gone.
However, there is one point that Mo Shan can look at, and he finally hopes that someone can stand here again, reach the peak, and challenge the way of heaven.
This is something that has never been done, and he has done it.
Silent Sword understood.
It has been waiting for this moment all along, and it can follow its master.
That tear stain slowly expanded, and finally turned into fragments and dissipated in the Great Thousand Realms.
Wang Meng turned around and looked at the sky, both of them were very calm, this battle was not only their victory or defeat, but also their own demands.
The heavens want to know if there is a god above him, and what is God?
Wang Meng wants to know what the way of heaven is, and at this point, he wants to know the truth "Let's start with space."
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Yu Tian said lightly.
The corners of Wang Meng's mouth, which was full of stubble, drew an arc and stepped towards the sky.
And the sky was already in vain, and he slammed towards the king.
The space is constantly switching, but after one step, both of them are in the same place, and the space is changing at a high frequency.
The two of them just moved forward step by step, but there was no displacement, because it was space that moved.
The monks were all intimidated by this terrifying realm, which was a dominant-level order.
Space is the foundation, and many of the spells of the monks of the Great Thousand Realms are based on space, but no one can manipulate the space, and the sky can do it.
No one thought that this Wang Meng could also do it A mere monk who had just come up from the Little Thousand Realms could use space to such an extent.
Wang Meng and Yutian are constantly changing their positions in the space, but no one has made a move, the space confrontation, it seems that they are not moving, but there are hundreds of changes every moment, if anyone is a little worse, they will be directly torn apart by the space.
This kind of confrontation can't have any ifs, otherwise the accumulated space killing will instantly pile up on the body, and anything will collapse in an instant. wave The space confrontation accumulated to the core point, bursting The shock wave exploded violently, spreading thousands of miles away in an instant.
The monks resisted one after another, even if it was so far away, it still contained more than ten kinds of spatial powers.
Some of the monks who were not strong collapsed in an instant.
The spatial power that condenses the intricate forces of spatial chaos, spatial folding, spatial jumping, distortion, etc., is simply impossible for ordinary monks to crack.
All kinds of spell lights flickered to escape from this dangerous place.
Only those who are strong can appreciate this disparity in power from it, and it can raise their horizons in an instant.
This is the spatial mastery of the highest realm.
"Time" Neither Delusion nor Wang Meng would be interested in anything else, they would definitely use the most core power of existence.
Time, based on the qualitative change of space.
The passage of time and the progress overlapped on Wang Meng and Yu Tian, but Yu Tian quickly froze, and time had no effect on him.
Because He is God, He is free from the bondage of time.
He is immortal.
Time.
For him, it was the most meaningless, this was the real incomprehension, no birth, old age, sickness and death, no exhaustion that the monks feared.
Eternal power.
And Wang Meng is not.
His body is constantly changing over time.
Unstoppable aging.
Old age is followed by youth, and reincarnation cannot be escaped.
Because Wang Meng didn't want to escape, because there was birth, old age, sickness and death.
That's the power of humanity.
Time is the limit of human beings, but at the same time, it gives human beings the most powerful power.
If it weren't for this short life, how could humanity have burst out with such great power.
That's the essence of time.
Wang Meng's strength continues to improve over time, and unlike the eternity of the delusional sky, Wang Meng is getting stronger and stronger with time.
This is his law of time.
Delusion and Wang Meng are eternal and ephemeral.
The power burned in Wang Meng's body.
Boom The godhead of the delusional sky finally appeared, and the front was just an appetizing dish, just to see Wang Meng's understanding.
Mo Shan's insight is just a foundation, and the sky is no longer what it used to be, he wants to see if Wang Meng is qualified enough.
The Godhead is growing wildly, and it is also a Godhead, and every pattern of the Godhead of the Delusion is several times that of ordinary monks, and it is so brilliant and crystalline, it is completely art.
The huge image shining in the sky was Vain Himself, because he was his own god The whole 100,000 life grids are made up of perfection Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, no monk has ever been able to break through, tens of thousands of years, the end of the Great Thousand Realms is ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, and the monks who can enter the last nine life grids are all the top demigods of the Great Thousand Realms.
Back then, Mo Shan was also a little worse, and there were only a few more in the sky, which created an absolute gap, and now he has created a peerless godhead.
This is not a demigod, this is a true god One hundred thousand lives is the end and the perfection.
The sky is the demon god, the earth-shattering demon god statue.
This is also the wonder of the heavens, he has become a god, why is he still in this bounded world.
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The sky roared, and the earth was low, surrendering to this great power.
This is the true power of the Delusional Heaven, and the Delusion Heaven itself is more than the chaotic origin of Heaven and Earth together with Heaven and Earth.
Everything is at your feet, overlooking the Three Realms.
Delusion finally used his power, which was the power of despair.
The god's glance looked at Wang Meng.
Wang Meng, what answer did you bring from the Nether?
Looking at the god-like power, Wang Meng showed a bright smile.
From the moment he practiced, he thought that there would be such a day, and now it was in front of him, and the heavens did not disappoint him.
A bolt from the blue.
The golden light soared into the sky, and Wang Meng's ascension was unprecedented, what was born from the fusion of the two gods Yes none At the moment of ascension, Wang Meng's stubborn personality swallowed Mo Shan's godhead, and the law wanted to forcibly build it, but he stubbornly merged with Wang Meng.
Wang Meng has no life, no life marks, no life wheel.
When he arrived in the Great Thousand Realms, Wang Meng became a mortal Everything is nothingness.
However, although he is a mortal, he is a mortal who has no reaction at all under the power of the gods.
Yu Tian was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Good, good, good" Cultivating the way of God in vain heaven eventually became a god And Wang Meng's cultivation is humanitarian, and he is finally an adult Asking for a double commuter pass is pending to be continued: