"Just take it!" Man didn't ask much, his body flickered, and he got into the map of the mountains and rivers.

Then, a stream of blood gushed out and began to pour into Meng, and the blood was black all over, blooming with a purple-gold luster.

As soon as it appeared, lightning flashed, and the wind and clouds changed color, causing countless thunderbolts, but in just a moment, the vision disappeared without a trace.

Immediately after, Meng's whole person began to swell, and in his body, three balls of light flickered frequently, blooming with hundreds of millions of millimeters of light, and a large Qingyun gradually formed above his head.

"What is this?"

At this time, Wu Qi was pressing Luo Fu to fight, the Baolian lamp flickered again and again, the light was dim, and he was about to be beaten to the point that the fire was extinguished, and when he suddenly saw the movement here, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Please show up, three sect leaders!"

Suddenly, Meng roared, and the three balls of light in his body burst out at once, turning into three phantoms, a young man, an old man, and a middle-aged man.

In an instant, Qingyun split into three and landed on the top of the heads of the three of them, and then the petals flew in the sky, the avenue was fragrant, and the fairy sound was permeated.

"Yuan Shi, Tongtian, Lao Tzu?"

Without any surprise, what he saw was that it was the three saints, and among the saints, the three most powerful were the three who appeared hand in hand.

However, he quickly calmed down, with a sneer on his face, knowing that this was a ghost caused by Qian Yuanzi, and it must be related to the void mark, and it was impossible for a true saint to appear.

Rumble!

The three of them didn't say a word, and the golden avenue appeared under their feet, connecting with Wuqi, and then took a step forward, and hit the door of Wuqi.

On their bodies, they each have innate spirit treasures, Pangu flags, Taiji diagrams, and the four swords of Zhuxian, of course, they are all in a state of phantom like them.

Bang!

Wuqi and Yuan Shi Tianzun struck, each taking a few steps backwards, and before he could catch his breath, another Taiji diagram attacked behind him, which was blocked by him with his natal grinding plate.

At this time, above his head, a formation appeared, and he saw a flash of cold light, and then four swords erupted, stabbing straight towards him from four directions.

"Zhuxian Sword Array!"

Wu Qi recognized that this was one of the three major formations of the flood wilderness, the name of killing, known all over the world, the power was incomparable, and it was unbreakable if it was not the four saints.

He was not careless, although he knew that this was not the real Three Sages, but there must be the will of his saints in it, and he did not dare to take it hard, so he immediately sacrificed the Creation Jade to protect his whole body.

Bang bang bang!

The three saints cooperated tacitly, and the attacks came one after another, and they were tired of dealing with it for a while, and they couldn't fight back, and they were trapped in the middle.

In the process, Luo Fu and Meng's figures flashed, jumped into the map of the mountains and rivers, and swept straight towards the god-killing spear, wanting to put him in the map to suppress.

Fortunately, the god-killing spear was clever and had already noticed the situation here, dodged it, and did not get hit. Then, he chose to gather with Wuqi, wanting to help him break out of the encirclement.

correct

However, the mountains and rivers were swept away, the music and music were put away, and then the glow bloomed, and several innate spirit treasures flew out of it, facing the two of them, and began to bombard wildly.

Through the treasure map, it can be seen that at this time, Luo Fu is sitting under the Baolian lamp, the treasure is solemn, holy and flawless, and the divine power in his body is surging violently, which has surpassed anyone present.

Red hydrangea, mixed element hammer, Kunlun mirror, measuring ruler, falling soul bell, etc., several innate spirit treasures, all under her control, flying all over the sky.

"Where did this little girl get so much divine power? Could it be that the treasure lamp on her head is not successful, good things! are all good things! I must snatch them and add a few more gods to my treasure world!"

Seeing so many innate spirit treasures, the god-killing spear was overjoyed, smiled, turned into the body, and made moves with these spirit treasures one by one, as if he was weighing the color.

Boom!

After a while, five figures flew out of his body, it was the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the Void Bodhi, he was ready to join forces with them, and grab a few pieces first.

Suddenly, the four swords of Zhu Xian were uncontrollable, and flew straight towards the formation above Wuqi, as if they were about to merge with it.

"It's not good!Brother Qi, we were restrained by this array, and we quickly broke it, this is the Void Mark of the Tongtian Sect Master!" the four swords roared.

"Three heads and six arms!"

At this moment, Wuqi's body shook up, his body twisted, and above his neck, two heads appeared again.

This is not over, there is also a pair of arms in front of and behind the chest, like a monster, it is the three heads and six arms of the great supernatural power.

It is said that it is a great supernatural power, but in fact it is also the way of change, the second primordial god has already been cultivated, and he has only practiced it before retreating, and this is the first time he has used it.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, the situation turned, the six arms stretched infinitely, and in just one round, the three saints were repulsed, and those innate spirit treasure phantoms dispersed and disappeared.

The Three Saints also twisted for a while, and their figures became even darker, about to dissipate.

"Sanqing Yuan Shen, Wu Ancestor bloodline, chaotic transformation, Pangu reappeared!"

Suddenly, in the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, Meng Nian moved a proverb, and a gray gas flew out of his body, enveloping the three saints, and the divine light inside surged.

"What kind of magic power is this? I said Mr. Meng, your methods are really endless, which has opened my eyes, and I am really surprised today!"

Wu Qi recognized that this gray gas was the chaotic gas he had obtained before, and he didn't expect that it had been refined by Meng and taken out to deal with him today.

"Hehe! Where! Childe's means are unparalleled in the world, this is already my last resort, if you can suppress him with your physical body, I will be captured, and there will be no resistance!"

As soon as Meng's voice fell, the chaotic qi contracted, and began to condense towards the center, gradually revealing a tall figure.

This figure is three feet tall, dressed in animal skin, with a blurred face, unable to see the specific face, and the body is extremely strong

, like a sacred mountain, standing there.

In this person, there is not the slightest fluctuation of mana, but just with the breath of the flesh, it can suffocate people and feel full of oppression.

A very oppressive atmosphere enveloped the audience, and without starting the first place, I couldn't help but take two steps back before I was relieved of this pressure.

"What is this?"

Wu Qi was a little incredulous, he had seen this person before, it was the scene that appeared in the Creation Jade when he was receiving the inheritance.

A big man, armed with a giant axe, in a chaotic space, constantly chopping, slashing, slashing, every move and style, all secretly in the number of days.

Now he already knows that this person is Pangu, a saint of the last era, and many characters in the ancient flood and famine years have something to do with him.

That is, for example, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Twelve Wu Ancestors, the Zhenyuan Great Immortals, the Styx Ancestors, etc., as well as the sacred mountains such as Mount Tai and Buzhou Mountain, are all related to it.

Now it seems that even the Flood Saint has some kind of relationship with it, and the cause and effect are not small, and it seems that there is a big secret hidden.

Otherwise, with only three Void Mark fragments, plus a little Great Witch's blood and a cloud of chaotic qi, how could he summon a saint who had already fallen for countless years.

Moreover, this saint is still from the previous era.

This reminded him of some legends in the cultivation world, where it was said that the Three Qing Saints were the incarnation of the three primordial gods of Pangu, and the Twelve Witch Ancestors were the condensation of their essence and blood.

In this way, the legend is not necessarily false, and Meng may have some truth.

Rumble!

At this moment, the saint incarnated in front of him, and smashed towards Wuqi with a punch, and the void collapsed layer by layer, revealing a black hole, unable to withstand this kind of coercion.

Wuqi wanted to dodge, but found that the space had been fixed, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only hard-connect.

At that moment, he retracted his three heads and six arms, and his body soared, turning into three zhang high, the same size as the other party, and it was also a punch.

Bang!

A loud bang fell on everyone's hearts, like a giant hammer, and everyone in the audience had been injured and slightly injured, and they couldn't help but be shocked when they looked at each other.

Da-da-da-da!

Wuqi kept regressing, his steps were vain, his body was staggering, and he was coughing up blood in his mouth, and with this blow alone, he suffered a heavy blow and could not bear it.

"This ......" The god-killing spear was shocked, looking like he had seen a ghost.

No one knows better than him that he has already reached the level of King Kong being incorruptible, immortal, and ever-changing, and now, he can't afford to withstand the blow of this giant.

Doesn't that mean that this person is going all out, even if it is an innate spirit treasure, there is a possibility of being smashed? Originally, he wanted to meet this person, but when he saw this, he couldn't help but stop and didn't dare to move.

"Come again!"

Wuqi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, just by fighting with his body, he had never lost, not once, and he didn't think that he would be suppressed today.

Moreover, he has just broken through the "two."

Soon after the eleventh turn, it can be said to be the peak moment, which made him a little unacceptable, and his self-confidence was hit.

What's more, the other party is just a clone, made up of nonsense, not the body, not even a trace of sanity, just instinctively driven, just so strong.

The power of the saint is really inscrutable, and it is no wonder that Meng Hui is so confident.

At that moment, he frantically urged a hundred turns to seize the heavenly power, and the heavenly power was run to the extreme, and vaguely, there was a tendency to go retrograde, and he rushed up again.

He didn't use supernatural powers, nor did he cast spells, and he didn't even use the Creation Jade, so he only relied on his heavenly skills to compete with this clone.

Of course, his Yuan Shen had already locked the people in the Mountains and Rivers Society diagram, and he was not afraid that the other party would take this opportunity to escape.

Bang!

In close combat, neither of them had any change in moves, just a simple punch and collided with each other again.

Wuqi flew out again, and like Fang Cai, his body was wounded, and he coughed up blood.

And the saint incarnation did not move at all, nor did he pursue, but only locked Wuqi and fixed the space around him.

But if you look closely, you can find that this saint incarnation appears to be a little blurred, far less solid than it was at the beginning.

These details, of course, can't escape everyone's eyes.

Meng's eyelids jumped, and he looked at Man, and when he saw that the latter had already fallen into a coma, and his breath was extremely weak, he couldn't help but feel his heart sink.

"Come again!"

After a few moments of pranayama, he was alive again and took the initiative to attack, the same as before, in the same way, and there was no surprise in the ending.

Still knocked out.

But this time, his injuries were slowed down and not like the previous two times, and the Saint Incarnation was blurred again.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Tianxing Youshu" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~