Practice!

The three words converge on the sky. This moment is under Meng Fan's actions, pulling thousands of people to raise their palms at the same time, and the vitality is gathering. This is a shocking scene.

Regardless of Zi Xueqing, Cao Qiushui now has to say that there is a peculiar infectious power in Meng Fan's body, capable of moving millions of people by that kind of madness, and thus voluntarily raise his handprints.

This is a unique personality charm, that kind of pride and madness that cannot be concealed in the bones, looking at the world, who dares to say that it has this kind of temperament?

No matter how imitated, it is impossible to imitate, and it can cause millions of people to gather and help Meng Fan, even including a large number of Zimen disciples, for Meng Fan’s own refining tool, the choice to enter the Tao with the soul. Moved and supported, I have to say that this is indeed a strange man in the world, rare forever.

With a leisurely sigh, a complex look appeared on Zi Xueqing’s pretty face, and finally raised her delicate hand, bit her red lips, and said calmly.

"If it wasn't for this guy, Bai Haonan, he would definitely not be able to make him have such a charisma. This stupid man helped him in disguise. Now whether he refining or not successfully refining, he already has enough shock, I am afraid that he will be in the future. In the middle ancient domain refining device, the younger generation will inevitably spread the word Lin Fan!"

Hearing this, Cao Qiushui also sighed, nodded, raised his palm, a little speechless.

Both of them considered themselves to be on the path of refining tools and refused to accept them. They considered that they were number one in the world. They were so proud, but now they were all done by Meng Fan alone.

In any case, the disguised acknowledgment of the people around was already a blow to them, especially in terms of charm, it made Meng Fan completely overwhelm the two.

And at the next moment, under the palms of countless figures, the vitality around the heavens and the earth gathered, and Meng Fan above the sky reached an extremely critical moment.

With one person holding the weapon, the fusion power in the Ten Thousand Mother and Child Qi Cauldron once again reached the key point before. Under this fusion, the situation changed suddenly, and the world lost its color.

The ultimate power contained in that cauldron is constantly evolving. Obviously, success or failure at this moment is only between this moment, giving Meng Fan unprecedented pressure!

After all, this is refining the embryo of a Tier 8 fetish, which is different from the past.

Under the previous heavy consumption, even though there are millions of people around him with vitality help, it is also infinite pressure for Meng Fan, bleeding from his seven orifices.

A strong mental power consumes nine out of ten, if it weren't for the nerves in its body that mortals could not reach, it would have been completely broken.

However, at this moment of life and death, Meng Fan's white hair fluttered and shouted,

"Gather!"

Just one word, it almost consumed all of Meng Fan's physical strength, making him look countlessly old for an instant. The blood in the body burned up, and all the mental energy filed out, it was completely concentrated in this tens of thousands of mothers and children. among.

With a big slap, countless knots of seals filed out from Meng Fan's palm, causing the ten thousand mother and son Qi Ding to scream for a long time, their breath soaring, reaching the top.

Under this method, all the energy of Meng Fan was concentrated, the method of refining, life and death were all between this thought, under such a scene, it was impossible to let all the people in the field hold their breath and raise their palms. , Looking at the sky quietly, it is not nervous.

One thought for life, one thought for death!

Even if the power of many powerful players is gathered in the field, no one can help Meng Fan under the final key blow.

The latter stands alone in the mid-air, human beings are united, time is just a moment, the power in the ten thousand mothers and children's gas cauldron reaches perfection, but the spiritual power between Meng Fan and the sea has also reached. A point of exhaustion.

If it weren't for the help of the gods and many powerful people, Meng Fan would have collapsed on the spot because of too much overdraft.

At such a juncture, it can be said that Meng Fan in front of him and the heaven and earth divine objects among the ten thousand mother and son Qi Cauldrons are exhausted. Either one of the two parties succeeds in refining or collapses first.

Shaking his whole body and his teeth trembling, for many years Meng Fan had no pressure to face such a great calamity except for the supreme old monster.

The meridians in the body were all shattered inch by inch, but they had to continuously integrate their own power into the cauldron of this tens of thousands of mothers and children, and there was no time to repair themselves.

However, it was obvious that the synthesis of the last eighth-order divine fetish embryo was more energy-intensive. Just after a few breaths, Meng Fan's body trembled, and he clearly felt that he had reached the final juncture.

Unbeatable, unbeatable!

The more I reached this kind of time, the more intense the idea that made Meng Fan survive and win, he worked desperately against God's scroll to absorb the power of the sky.

However, after all, Meng Fan is not a god. All that kind of spiritual power is integrated, so dragging it makes Meng Fan's sea of ​​consciousness completely empty. The more backward, the longer the time, the greater the damage.

In an instant, it was like years. In the next moment, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly became empty and bloody, and the soul power in his body was completely exhausted.

All the spiritual power was exhausted, and when the soul moved, it was instantly broken and began to crack at a glance. The whole person was about to disappear among these ten thousand realms, unable to turn back.

All the mental energy drained, which means.... . The soul is completely decayed, no matter how powerful the vitality can penetrate everything, it cannot be recovered!

Under this moment of crushing, even if Meng Fan had a powerful mind, it would be useless. He couldn't resist. That kind of powerlessness spread throughout his body, causing his consciousness to slowly blur, and his eyes were dark, as if he had fallen into endless In the darkness.

This kind of darkness has no light, no warmth, only endless dying...

After all, did it fail? A trace of self-deprecation was drawn on the corners of Meng Fan's mouth. After all, he could not resist everything with his power, but at the moment when his consciousness was about to dissipate, the attachment in his eyes remained.

Even if he was given another 10 million chances, he would try it in public, even if he had knocked down the South Wall now, he didn't regret it. If he didn't try, then he would give up the chance to find the old madman.

For Meng Fan, life is worse than death. If you do that, Meng Fan is not Meng Fan, and the heart of cultivation that belongs to Wuzhen teenagers is not just that!

What a fate!

In this life, Meng Fan has been constantly rebelling and fighting, using his life as a bet to cherish and protect the person he loves most.

Yes, now it is... I am afraid it will not change in the future!

The reincarnation of thoughts caused Meng Fan's whole body to exhale in an instant, which meant that his soul was broken on the spot and his body transformed. However, just as his soul power was about to crack, a strange power suddenly enveloped Meng Fan's Divine Soul, that kind of peculiar power was integrated into Meng Fan's body, and the soul power that had been completely shattered began to be supplemented little by little.

Within a few breaths, Meng Fan’s soul power turned out to be soaring. With the integration of this kind of strange power, Meng Fan not only fully recovered the mental power he has consumed, but also every inch of mental power. It is an abnormal change, more terrifying than before, more terrifying!

Whoosh!

In mid-air, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp glow flashed, and a strong shock flashed.

Spirit of God!

There is no doubt that the previous strange power that supplemented his soul came from the energy of the **** source that destroyed the **** king, before Meng Fan got this gas.

The latter did not show any signs of leakage. It had always been in Meng Fan's body. However, at the moment when his power was completely consumed, it was merged into his sea of ​​knowledge, and it turned out to be... . Become a part of his body!

Break and then stand, fail and succeed!

With horror in his heart, all kinds of emotions flashed through, Meng Fan couldn't help thinking of a sentence recorded in ancient books, but all gods and things have their own gods, and they are all different. Before Meng Fan's mental energy was exhausted, it was undoubtedly equal to the body. Dead world, completely disappeared.

However, this source of energy forged Meng Fan to regenerate and help him restore his soul, which is equivalent to that kind of vitality after Nirvana, and it seems that this source of energy that belongs to the destruction of the **** king is the cycle of life and death. As the voice he had felt before, said, three thousand Dadao, three thousand destruction, but there is a ray of life hidden!

But now, by coincidence, it can also be said to be a great opportunity. Meng Fan not only supplemented himself with the energy of the gods, and recovered, but also completely destroyed the gods’ original energy. Melting into his body, this was something that Xue Lao never did in the outer space.

Even if it is a strong god, it is impossible to completely turn a **** king's object into his own thing, which contains the life of the **** king, which can only be used for reference, but Meng Fan is... I did it by coincidence!

Suddenly, Meng Fan's heart was shocked, but he roared. At this moment, the vitality of his body was restored. No matter what he did, it was the best time to refine the eighth-order gods!

With the sole of his foot, Meng Fan’s palm was shot out in the void, and his infinite spiritual power merged into it. With the fusion of the aura of the source of God, his spiritual power was like a new life, producing an abnormal change, even stronger than before. terrible.

All the strength is restored, it is simply a hatred of heaven and craziness, with this kind of experience, I can't wait to refine three thousand gods.

Now, under the full impact, all the spiritual power has gathered, making these ten thousand mothers and children energetic and glowing, like the sun, with a huge light above the sky and the earth, phantom flickering, and the only one in the sky!

"I said, open the world, hold the universe, and be a god!"

At this moment, Meng Fan's face was expressionless, his big hand was waving, and the way of verbal utterance was as usual to let the ten thousand mother and son Qi Ding on the sky merge in an instant. The divine objects in it gathered together with a buzzing sound, in Meng Fan's infinite spirit. Under the fusion of power, that step was finally taken, in which the power changed, the fetish... . Born!

what!

During this scene, everyone in the field, including the chief elder of the Purple Gate, clenched their hands and looked at the sky in disbelief. The more mentally powerful the person, the more clearly he felt what Meng Fan had experienced before. , That kind of change between life and death, as if at this moment Meng Fan is already life and death, but at this moment of time, the latter is alive again, and with this method, this eighth-order **** , It turned out to be!

Such a weird method, this kind of refining method, even if this is the Middle Ancient Domain, even if it is the eternal refining sect, the Zimen has definitely never seen it!

The elders of the Zimen are all dumbfounded. For the first time in their lives, they saw this method of refining, and listening to the roar of the birth of the embryo of the eighth-order divine fetish came from their ears, it was like countless thunders. It's normal on them.

However, the sound roared, resounding through the world, and at the same time the light in Meng Fan's cauldron flickered. A phantom had already turned into an entity, proving to tens of millions of people that Meng Fan had already broken and stood, truly refined this... . The eighth-order fetish embryo!

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