The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 8: Meng Sansheng
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"No, I watched from a distance. The person is not challenging anyone, but challenging the Beizong, Quanzong, and Quanbeizong. One person challenges all Beizong Fengshui masters! One person beats 10,000!" The demon explained.
Yao Tianshang: "………………!"
A crowd of monsters: "..................!"
There was a moment of silence in the hall.
"Asshole, how is it possible?" Yao Tianshang suddenly scolded.
"It's true, it really started fighting. The Feng Shui master came with a hundred dragon veins, and one person played against one hundred, but one hundred Feng Shui masters are still not its opponents. There are more and more Feng Shui masters in the North Sect. Joined the battle circle!" The big demon swore a curse immediately.
"The demon king, it seems to be true. The person came here to fight with feng shui, and it seems that this person's feng shui technique is extremely powerful!" a big demon frowned.
"The two strongest feng shui masters in the world, Li Canglan, the tomb ghost fire! Li Canglan's life and death are unknown, who is here?" Another person worried.
"Demon King, you stay here to recover the ghost fire from the tomb, but the Feng Shui technique of the Bei Zong is too powerful. Now, this Feng Shui master provoking the Bei Zong has the same purpose as you?" A big monster Frowned.
Yao Tianshang's eyes condensed: "Go, go and see, and, the bat king, transfer all the clans near you, bats have a certain immunity to Feng Shui, in case there is a change!"
"Yes!" a big demon said immediately.
"Go!"
Stepping, Yaotianshang led a group of big monsters flying out of the main hall, and flew quickly toward the Beizong of Fengshui——
Feng Shui Beizong, south!
More and more Feng Shui divisions join the battle group.
"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"……………………
More and more earth dragon veins are extracted, and one earth dragon vein erupts with great feng shui power.
Now, there are already two thousand Beizong Huanglongs fighting against Yin and Yang.
Big brother's face is extremely ugly, two thousand against one hundred? There are not many yellow dragons in front of them, so why can't the Beizong gather so many dragon veins to win?
If it had been decades ago, Feng Yin and Yang would not have been so capable.
In the past fifty years, Feng Yin and Yang followed Yan Chuanmeng into the secret of heaven, and the power of fate increased by more than ten thousand years, and in the "Xianjie", he played against countless Fengshui masters. Inheritance, quickly understand.
At this moment, Li Canglan!
For the two great feng shui holy places, except for the suzerain, everyone else is just a servant.
Lord to servant! No matter how many people you have? Feng Yin and Yang have now formed their foundation, and their cultivation has reached the Upper Void Realm. They are not afraid of your Beizong disciple at all.
As long as the ghost fire of the tomb does not personally shoot, in Feng Shui, Feng Yin and Yang will be fearless.
"Go on, mobilize more dragon veins for me, I will tear his hundreds of dragon veins into pieces!" Senior Brother shouted angrily.
The elder brother at this moment represents the Beizong. This is no longer a question of winning or losing, but a question of dignity. We must defeat Fengyin and Yang.
"Boom!"
While the earth was tossing, Wanlong roared, and the sound of the dragon shook the sky.
The entire Northern Sect knows that something major has happened, and the dragon veins are constantly rising.
Two thousand, three thousand, four thousand, one by one dragon veins converge, like a big river rushing, to completely destroy Fengyin and Yang.
"Longmai Dayan!" With a soft sigh of yin and yang.
A huge compass rose under his feet.
Above the compass, a hundred yellow dragons struggling with Yin and Yang, suddenly trembled.
"Huh!"
One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen……………………
Hundreds of yellow dragons serving yin and yang have become more, more and more. Hundreds have become thousands, and thousands have become 5,000, and they are skyrocketing towards ten thousand.
Of course, every time it doubles, Huanglong fades out a lot.
"Feng Shui evolves? Are you going to destroy these hundred dragon veins?" Senior Brother was surprised.
"It's not just destroyed, how can it evolve so much, it's impossible!" Senior brother exclaimed.
"Boom!" "Boom!"……………………
More and more dragon veins in the Northern Sect collide vigorously with the dragon veins that evolve from yin and yang.
The essence of the earth is constantly being extracted by the two parties. As farther and farther away, the land is deteriorating, the sand and fog are up to the sky, and the smog is raging!
Boom!
Being yin and yang, hitting 10,000 by one person is indeed not a lie!
In the smog, ten thousand dragons are fighting for the front. The fight is not open.
However, despite such fierce fighting, the grave fire did not come out.
The mountain where Yan Chuan, Bai Ditian, and Liu Jin stood was completely drained of its essence at this moment, turned into a pile of dust, and formed a huge smog in the huge battle!
Yan Chuan, Bai Ditian, and Liu Jin flew up into the sky, standing in the air, looking at the battlefield, but watching, the three of them suddenly raised their brows and turned their heads!
But I saw three figures standing not far away.
Meng Hongying and Renmo, dream of three lives!
Meng Hongying saw Yan Chuan, she was happy at first, and then worried.
Ren Shu's eyes are shining, looking at Yan Chuan unexpectedly and curiously. Because Ren Shu has seen Yan Chuan, Yan Chuan's cultivation base has risen too fast, right? How many years has it been?
The first of the three is Meng Sansheng!
At this moment, Meng Sansheng, carrying a huge purple gourd that is nearly one person tall, with a slightly protruding frontal bone, wearing a purple crown and purple Taoist robe, standing in front of the two of them, looking at Yan Chuan with a condensed expression. Three people.
"Meng Sansheng, now the lord of Shenzong holy land, the queen's grandfather!" Bai Ditian immediately transmitted to Yan Chuan.
"Meng Sansheng?" Yan Chuan raised his brows.
A holy land master, Yan Chuan will naturally not be underestimated.
Meng Sansheng glanced at the Wanlong War in the smog, then turned to Yan Chuan and his party.
"Grandpa, this is Zizi's husband, the Great Emperor, Yan Chuan!" Meng Hongying explained from the side.
Meng Sansheng looked at Yan Chuan.
"I have seen the Holy Lord of Shenzong!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
Although he has a general view of Shenzong’s holy land, he is Zizi’s grandfather after all, and Yan Chuan still gives him enough respect!
Meng Sansheng looked at Yan Chuan, smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and ignored him, as if he didn't like Yan Chuan at all.
The trace of contempt in the eyes suddenly changed Liu Jin's expression on the side. Yan Chuan waved his hand gently to block Liu Jin's anger.
Yan Chuan smiled faintly. Since others look down on him, why should he respect him any more? Besides, Zizi has no feelings for this grandpa either.
In turn, Yan Chuan looked at Ren Shu and Meng Hongying.
Ren Shu's eyes rolled around, not knowing what he was thinking. As for Meng Hongying, it was an apologetic look to Yan Chuan.
In response to Meng Hongying's apologetic expression, Yan Chuan smiled slightly, indicating that it was all right!
Meng Sansheng ignored Yan Chuan, but looked at Baiditian.
"Bai Ditian, it's been eight thousand years, and we have met again!" Meng Sansheng said lightly.
Bai Ditian frowned and looked at Meng Sansheng, nodding lightly.
"I heard, you surrendered to him now?" Meng Sansheng laughed.
Bai Ditian frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Meng Sansheng, just say if you have anything, don't bend around!"
"It's been eight thousand years. You have just reincarnated, don't you remember that eight thousand years ago, you once made a battle with my Shenzong Saint?" Meng Sansheng said lightly.
Bai Ditian frowned slightly and said: "That's a thing of the past!"
"Oh, it's a thing of the past. You didn't come to fight, but you ascended with your wife. Your wife ascended. You did not succeed in crossing the catastrophe, but reincarnated, you forgot, I did not forget , The book of war is still on my table. I know that you have lost eight thousand years of practice. However, once the book of war is down, it is down. I will not bully you. If you can take my punch, everything will be revealed. Pass!" Meng Sansheng said solemnly.
"Bai Ditian, he seems to want to test you!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.
Bai Ditian nodded solemnly.
Seeing Baidi Tianfu drinking Yan Chuan, Meng Sansheng paid attention to Yan Chuan with a little doubt.
However, he quickly turned to Baidi Tiandao: "Don't worry, I won't use my baby with just one punch!"
Bai Ditian looked at Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan nodded lightly.
Meng Sansheng wants to test Bai Ditian, and Yan Chuan also wants to see the power of Meng Sansheng.
Bai Ditian stepped out.
In the distance, Meng Hongying and Renshu also retreated.
"Liu Jin, do you know why Bai Ditian gave birth to Meng San back then?" Yan Chuan asked in a deep voice.
Liu Jin shook her head: "There was very little information eight thousand years ago, and Bai Ditian was extremely calm. He rarely made such a move. There must be very important grievances back then. You need to ask Bai Ditian to know!" /
Yan Chuan nodded and looked into the air.
The corner of Meng Sansheng's mouth smiled slightly, and the probing punch came crashing down.
In the void, a huge purple fist was condensed.
As soon as the fist strikes, it winds up the storm. This fist seems to hit through the storm.
Bai Ditian's eyes condensed, and his hand also smashed away.
At the level of their strength, any fancy spells seem trivial.
The white fist gang and the purple fist gang crashed.
"Boom～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
At the place where the fists collided, a blast of qi radiated out, and the qi burst out, suppressing the surrounding storms.
Boom!
Under the huge fist-gang breath, the endless haze was washed away in an instant.
The fight between the two strongest players in the upper virtual realm suddenly shot out with great fierce power.
Under the mighty power, a large number of Feng Shui masters below were suddenly washed away, hiding behind Huanglong in horror to resist the aftermath.
The battle of Wanlong stopped abruptly.
Where Yan Chuan is, there is also a blast, scouring Yan Chuan and Liu Jin.
At this moment, even if the aftermath hit, Yan Chuan did not move, but stared at Meng Sansheng.
I saw Meng Sansheng at this moment. When his pupils shrank, his pupils turned purple.
The purple pupils emit a faint light, staring at the fist gang where the two collided.
"No, pupil skills? Supernatural powers? Meng Sansheng is not only to test Bai Ditian, what is he going to do?" Yan Chuan's expression sank.
"What kind of pupil technique is this?" Yan Chuan frowned and stared. (To be continued)
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