In Meng Fan's body, there were many creatures and tens of millions of monks in the Great Origin World.

Among them, there are millions of monks with extremely fierce aura, dark alliance fighters who have survived the war, living in the built-up caves and blessed places and high mountain houses.

Most of the other monks were the demon races who followed the Four Sages of the mixed world, and there were also a few hundred Dao Sects of Yuhuang and Linhuang. As for the ancient gods of the ancient dynasty, some of them led by the Emperor Xuanyuan were unwilling. The ancient emperors who submitted to the Purple Light Empire, as well as the forces of Renxiong, Bai Xingyi, Heavenly Remnant God King, and Zhongtian God King who were brought out by the Dark Alliance, had already taken an oath to fully join the Dark Alliance.

These tens of millions of monks were working on their own, some were building palaces, some were repairing the hallowed halls of loneliness, and many were constantly practicing, or sitting in meditation, or viewing ancient books. At this moment, A voice rang in their minds, so they put down their work and began to pray silently.

Yes, it is a wish.

The power of desire that can't be recognized by the naked eye rises from the bodies of the monks, and even some of the creatures who have been nurtured without wisdom, also emit a little power of desire, although it is so vain that it is impossible to see it. But when the forces of the wishes of too many creatures converge, a soft waterfall is formed.

The power of desire is almost the purest power among all the forces between heaven and earth. It is integrated into the entire world and then into Meng Fan's body.

Even though Meng Fan has become the creator, after a battle with the Central Emperor, it is absolutely impossible to regain his full strength in just one day. His strength is like a sea, and it is difficult to fill it for a while. The reason why he can do it is to rely on his origin. The power of desire in the world.

In the void, Meng Fan looked at the long river of Mingyi, because the vitality consumed by the two successive battles with the impermanent fairy king and the son of chaos was restored by the power of desire in the original world, and his state quickly reached its peak.

The long river of meditation finally converged.

Half of Jiuquan Mozun's clothes had been torn away, with trickles of blood flowing down, behind him, the annihilated woman made Meng Fan's brow twitch.

Too one person, the middle-aged avatar was lying completely in the void, motionless, weak in vitality, and obviously suffered severe damage.

Princess Yueyue was unscathed, but she was panting, her vast chest was rising and falling with her breathing, and her strength was obviously consumed too much.

The three old monks, the God Buddha Xumi, the Buddha of the Root Burial God, and the God Buddha of Xian Jie, are still sitting firmly, and there are cracks on the golden body.

This square fight was obviously extremely tragic.

The **** Xumi and Jiuquan Mozun raised their heads for the first time and looked at Meng Fan, who was full of breath in the distance.

Like a sharp sword, the edge is full of strength, silently looking at everyone, it seems to fall at any time!

Today’s Meng Fan is no longer the Meng Fan who had just stepped on the path of divine hiding. He who has become the Creator is already among the supreme of the heavens and all realms. Even the Jiuquan Demon Venerable and Xumi God Buddha are no longer His opponent, everyone is injured at this moment, but Meng Fan is at the most powerful peak. If he takes a shot, the situation can be distinguished.

"What are you doing here?" Princess Yueyue said coldly. "When you are here, I will stand in an invincible place, and I can't put it to death and live afterwards. How can I fight against the water and really hold the mind?"

When you are here, I will be invincible.

This sentence is good and firm, but it is a real fact.

"Girl, don't worry." The young boy said solemnly: "Boy Meng Fan can't make a move. Jiuquan Demon Sovereign can only die in the hands of you and me, or we can die in the hands of Jiuquan Demon Sovereign. He won’t participate in the real controversy at all."

"In this case, if Jiuquan Demon Sovereign dies, and one of you and I have mastered the mind, will we fight a fight?" Princess Yueyue said coldly.

Too a group of people nodded gently: "Of course, three people fight, only one is alive, but now you and I must join hands."

"It's a terrible trick, too one person. I think you are the boss who likes to work with people in the heavens and the world." Princess Yingyue sneered, panting quickly, recovering her vitality as quickly as possible.

Regarding the conversation between the two, Meng Fan just listened to it. Too many people said it was right. This is a great battle. Meng Fan will definitely not intervene in this kind of struggle.

He just looked at the annihilated woman, frowning several times.

Once the Immortal King left, he couldn't see through cause and effect, but he could feel some abnormalities in Jiuquan Demon Venerable and the annihilated woman.

"Really crazy." Meng Fan sighed, shaking his head.

Jiuquan Demon Venerable is an ancient giant, and so far, Meng Fan knows the only one of the nine ancient **** kings that has survived to this day. The city, calculations, methods, strength, and so on are all top in the world.

But in the same way, he deserves to be the leader of the demons in the ancient era.

Sure enough, it was completely crazy.

Regarding his story, after such a long time, Meng Fan has gradually figured out that one of the nine great kings of the ancient era, who had a relationship with Emperor Qingshui, became a continuous thread, but the last chapter of the ancient era During the war, Emperor Qingshui was already dead.

Jiuquan Mozun was reborn in this era by borrowing the corpse to resurrect his soul, but the reason is still infatuation for the Qingshui Emperor who has completely disappeared. Although this annihilated woman, all appearances are the same as the ancient Qingshui Emperor, but this is just a product of heaven. No matter, Tiandao can recreate everything. The punishment of the gods was killed twice by Meng Fan, but it didn't matter at all. Tiandao could immediately recreate another one, and it was even more powerful.

In other words, this Emperor Qingshui is no different from the older sister reproduced by the Central Emperor...

The girl who is indistinguishable from her elder sister is just selected from the ten thousand trillion creatures through the hands of the thirteen hall masters and the central emperor, and then stripped out all the memories of Ruo Shuiyi from the memory of Linglong Xinzun. Remodeled that girl.

Even in Meng Fan's eyes, he couldn't see the difference between that girl and her sister, she was completely alone.

But he can see through, because he has never been mad, let alone deceived himself, unless he really resurrected his sister, otherwise he would not find a substitute.

But this annihilated woman, for Jiuquan Mozun...isn't it a substitute?

Only when sentient beings are sentient can they be dependent, and if sentient beings are ruthless, it is equal to death, which is no different from a rock.

"This is the real demon." In the Origin World, Linglong Xinzun whispered: "The heart demon that all living beings have, the more powerful the Jiuquan Demon Lord, the more fragile it is. As long as I am willing, I can trigger his heart at any time. Devil's robbery."

Meng Fan was silent, unable to make a judgment.

Jiuquan Mozun retracted his gaze and looked at the **** Xumi again.

"Cause and effect, I must get it."