Hei Yuankui clutched his face, panting heavily.

Meng Fan's punch was really useful.

He hurt Hei Yuankui's body to a great extent.

After a few breaths.

The blood flowing from Hei Yuankui's face disappeared.

He let go of his hands, and all the wounds have recovered.

Hei Yuankui looked down at the blood on his palm.

Yun Danfeng said softly: "Slap on the face."

Meng Fan looked at him quietly.

Hei Yuankui also looked at Meng Fan: "In the first step of the small immortality, you are considered strong."

"In the second ladder, me too." Meng Fan said lightly, raising his left arm, spreading his five fingers, facing the sky, and suddenly clenching!

Hum...

The whole emptiness swayed a circle of laws and ripples.

A pure white bow was held in Meng Fan's hand.

At the moment the bow appeared.

Hei Yuankui's pupils shrank sharply.

He could not feel the power of the bow, nor could he distinguish the state of the bow.

But with the lessons learned from the eight-legged evil flood, he knew that at this moment, the bow that Meng Fan was holding in his hand was an artifact!

A very powerful artifact.

"If you don't draw the bow, I feel sorry for you." Meng Fan said lightly, slowly raising the bow, and resting his right index finger, thumb, and **** on the bowstring.

A moment on the bowstring.

An immense energy burst out from the Yuanjie Bow, constantly impacting the surrounding nothingness, and even in these nothingness, establishing layer after layer of laws.

Hei Yuankui's soul was spinning quickly.

It doesn't take long.

Just a few breaths.

Hei Yuankui came up with an answer.

He can't stop it.

No matter what the bow shoots out, he can't stop it!

In fact, this can be concluded without much thinking.

Back then, in the Liuli Universe, Meng Fan shot the Eight-legged Evil Jiao and Luo Wumei in the form of a pinnacle creature, a small immortal second ladder, a first ladder, and Meng Fan could not fight back!

Yes, the Metaverse Bow is an artifact.

Meng Fan didn't know the division of artifacts in the world of meaning.

But he knows one thing.

Even among the artifacts, the Metaverse Bow is quite powerful!

"So..." Hei Yuankui said softly. "The person who stepped into immortality in the Eight Kings universe was you."

Meng Fan did not respond.

He slowly pulled the bowstring.

Hei Yuankui continued: "I now finally understand why Jian Chi suddenly decided to return to the world of meaning, presumably, she has already seen you, and she has lost to you."

Meng Fan still ignored it.

It's just that the bowstring is getting more and more full.

The rules are condensed between the bowstring and the bow body.

As the law was condensed into an arrow, Meng Fan's original universe began to tremble and began to echo Yuanjie Gongyao.

Meng Fan finally understood.

In this world, there are three **** king universes.

The God King universe itself is one.

Meng Fan’s original universe is the same origin as the God King universe and is a brother.

The Yuanjie bow is created by almost all powerful **** kings in the **** king universe. It uses the earth and mountains and rivers of the **** king universe as the refining platform. It uses the law of infinity, the true meaning of the great road, the spirit of power, and the essence of all kinds of heaven as the flames. Bao, various monumental monuments as materials.

The Yuanjie Bow is the third God King universe.

The three **** king universes echo and support each other.

Meng Fan could grasp the true meaning of any new great avenue born out of God King Universe in an instant.

The same is true for the Metaverse Bow.

Cause and effect, good fortune, yin and yang, and meditation, the four true meanings of the Great Dao, form an arrow on the Yuanjie bow.

Meng Fan's eyes turned pale and locked Hei Yuankui.

"You have no fear." Meng Fan said lightly, the voice echoing in the canyon, spreading far away, never extinguished.

"I'm not a blindly confident fool." Hei Yuankui said calmly. "Able to shoot the Eight-legged Evil Flood with an arrow in the posture of a pinnacle creature, and after a heavy damage to him, he can still go away calmly. Today you, this arrow shot will only be stronger than that of the past, I can't stop your arrow. However, I have the ability to avoid."

"Where to hide?" Meng Fan asked.

"Hiding in the world of meaning." Hei Yuankui said.

Meng Fan couldn't help but his brow jumped: "The fire of the ancients."

Hei Yuankui also narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you already have a deep understanding of many things in the world of meaning. Yes, the Fire of the Ancients, this is one of the most important weapons in the world of meaning, and one of the most precious weapons. , Every time it is used, it consumes a lot of money, and according to the truth, only in special circumstances, the leaders of the eight pillars are qualified to order the use of the ancient fire.

I certainly do not have this qualification.

But back then, when I received the appointment and came to Eight Kings Universe as the chief of the town defense department, my cousin, the Patriarch of the Hei Family, once gave me a talisman.

This rune can only be used once, and the coordinates cannot be determined arbitrarily. After using it, it will ignite a long ancient fire for me and send me back to the world of meaning.

Talisman has been held in my hand for many years, many, many years. It was left by my cousin to save my life. I will never use it if it is not a last resort.

It is very exciting to use the ancient fire once.

I haven't stepped into the eternal fire yet.

I thought I would never use it until my term expired, leaving the Eight Kings Universe and returning to the world of meaning. I shouldn't use this symbol either.

But this moment is the last resort.

I know your arrows are powerful, but I don’t believe your arrows can reach the world of meaning. "

Meng Fan nodded: "Yes, my arrow does not shoot into the world of meaning, but it is worth it to be able to force a small immortal Taoist of the second step back into the world of meaning."

"I won't tell anyone that I was forced back by the alien Meng Fan." Hei Yuankui sneered.

Meng Fan pointed the tip of the arrow at Hei Yuankui: "You are free."

Hei Yuankui looked at the Yuanjie bow and the arrow of the law, his face became more solemn, and he took a deep breath.

His ears flicked.

The expression has also changed slightly.

He obviously felt something and heard something, but he dared not turn his head, so he could only focus all his eyes on the Yuanjie bow.

After a few breaths.

Just as Meng Fan was about to let go of the bowstring.

Meng Fan also heard something.

He slowly turned his head and looked towards the endless nothingness.

Hei Yuankui saw Meng Fan retract the bowstring a bit, and finally got a gap, turned his head, and looked in the same direction as Meng Fan.

There is a voice in nothingness.

The direction from which the sound came was the direction in which Hei Yuankui established the outpost over the years.

Rustling, inaudible.

But the voice is getting clearer.

But after a dozen breaths, you can hear a small sound like a stream.

After a dozen breaths, the sound becomes like a small river.

A dozen more breaths.

The sound became as if the tide was hitting the coast.

Hei Yuankui and Meng Fan finally saw clearly.

In nothingness.

A thin black line appeared. If you don't look closely, you can't even see it.

Nothingness has no color.

But many people are used to describing nothingness as black.

The black void appears as a thin black line, which is really hard to notice.

The thin black line grew longer and wider.

Getting closer.

Hei Yuankui and Meng Fan narrowed their eyes and looked over.

then.

Both of them showed a surprised look.

Meng Fan was really surprised.

Hei Yuankui was stunned.

It is indeed a wave.

A wave of endless people.

They are rushing towards the Eight Kings universe.