Hall of Reincarnation, Li Xuanhuang!

The whole body shook, Meng Fan had known about this predecessor before the Reincarnation Hall through some clues. The latter can be described as famous, resounding throughout the world and earth, and is definitely a famous figure in ancient times, shocking the heavens and the earth.

However, what made Meng Fan curious was that he didn't find any information about Li Xuanhuang in the Hall of Reincarnation, but he had heard about it through some ancient sites. And now it seems that this senior of his own is really earth-shattering, and he has even been here to this sea of exile.

"Hehe, this Li Xuanhuang senior is really tough, but I, Meng Fan, may not let the ancestors be beautiful!"

Meng Fan muttered to himself softly, his eyes looked at the huge stone tablet in front of him, and clearly understood that since this was left by the former sacred, it was simply a huge help to the supreme divine martial arts he had just comprehended.

The most important thing in the path of martial arts is the way that this will incarnates, and what is left on this stone tablet in front of you is the sacred will of the past!

Thinking of this, Meng Fan's eyes flickered, and at the same time, he no longer hesitated, stepped out, and came directly to this boulder. The body did not move, Meng Fan sat cross-legged on it like an old monk at this moment, his eyes closed, but the consciousness in his body slowly merged with this ancient boulder.

Supreme Divine Martial Arts, Divine Will!

No matter which one of them, it is not too attractive to Meng Fan now, under such a meditation, the latter's body is motionless, but in his mind, it seems to be torn apart, and at the same time, the projection of the past on this stone is displayed.

Rumble!

In an instant, Rao is cultivation is now, and Meng Fan's heart is like a rock, and at this moment he is also biting his teeth, because the power that poured into his sea of knowledge is too terrifying, it is like a tide, sweeping all over Meng Fan's sea of knowledge in an instant, impacting his spiritual power.

Between this breath, there is a feeling of ancient sea, and at the same time, there is a great phantom in Meng Fan's spiritual power, between this phantom, there is an ancient figure, extremely vague, but this breath is a shocking Meng Fan's spiritual power is retracted, the latter is too terrifying.

"Hear the voice of God, enter my God Gate!"

The eight words fell, like thunder, bombarded in Meng Fan's mind, and in an instant, Meng Fan sat cross-legged in place, and his internal organs trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Under such a voice, Meng Fan's heart couldn't help but be touched, and he even understood that once he was sitting on this stone tablet.

Then it must be in contact with this former divine will, what kind of person is the former, the earth-shattering existence of the past, and the only trace of his will is to crush anyone who sits on this stone tablet, and can only use his own martial will to fight.

If you can immediately shatter your will under the impact of this will, then you are directly out.

And the second kind of person is able to maintain a trace of sobriety under this will, and in the end may leave a trace on this sacred stone tablet, which is already extremely good, this kind of person must have a huge future in the future, and if the will of martial arts is not broken in cultivation, his own path will continue to move forward.

And the last kind of person is like Li Xuanhuang's predecessors, under the impact of this will, not only is he sober, but he is finally able to fight back, and engrave his will on the stone tablet to show his contempt for the divine will, and he may be able to become sacred!

For thousands of years, from this stone tablet standing here, the only people who can do this step are those three names!

His heart was touched, and before Meng Fan could react, there was a shock in the spiritual power world at the same time in the next moment, and the tide-like will crushing was already impacting. Even if Meng Fan had been prepared, he had underestimated this divine will.

The terrifying nature of the latter is that it contains a trace of the divinity of the former one, as if the true god is resurrected, and it is strongly crushed, which means supreme majesty, and any divine person who dares to offend his majesty, there is only one means, that is, to crush the past!

Therefore, in the snap of his fingers, Meng Fan's sea of consciousness was like a tear, and his body shook, and this supreme will contained a trace of the terrifying power of the past sacredness, and directly destroyed all the divine thoughts in Meng Fan's body.

And to this point, Meng Fan sat cross-legged on this boulder, it turned out to be a double blow of soul and body, in a few breaths, it was to make Meng Fan's bones shatter inch by inch, and at the same time, the soul power was directly cut off.

In the next moment, Meng Fan actually felt that his body could not control himself, and only knew his own soul power, but under the siege of the surrounding tide-like spiritual power, he kept shrinking backwards, as if at a glance, there were enemies in all directions, and there was a divine supreme will everywhere.

"Surrender or die!"

Another four words fell, as if the mouth was coming out, shattering the power in Meng Fan's spiritual power inch by inch.

Cultivating now, Meng Fan has reached the point of consummation of the soul power of Xuanao, and he is proud of people of his age, but at this moment, he still feels that in the face of this supreme will, he is too small.

Compared with the latter, it was like a drop in the ocean, and in a word, it almost made Meng Fan's soul power completely destroyed and turned into nothingness.

"Hey!"

In an instant, Meng Fan's soul power was shocked, in this moment of crisis, he naturally couldn't be willing to let his soul power be shattered, collect his strength, all the soul power completely turned into a mark, this mark is the power of the anti-god seal.

Now Meng Fan has comprehended the supreme divine martial arts, and the soul power in his body is fused with each other, and he has this kind of void attribute, which is the foundation of all Meng Fan's cultivation, that is, this anti-god mark in front of him, all the soul power is integrated into it, and the mysterious aura spreads, resisting the tide-like attacks around him.

However, in the void, this force of convergence is constantly attacking, and at the same time, the sound of the law resounded through the heavens and the earth,

"I say, my will will reign above the heavens and the earth, and anyone is an ant in front of me!"

"I say, my will will be controlled by you, and no matter who you are, you can only surrender!"

"I said"

Under this voice, the pressure like a tide was towards Meng Fan's imprint, and now his body is uncontrollable, and even his own sea of consciousness does not belong to him, only this imprint.

Under the pressure of the tide around him, Meng Fan's spiritual power was like a lonely boat in the sea, which could collapse at any time.

"Roar!"

Between the runes of the anti-god scroll, Meng Fan only has this spiritual power under the infinite pressure around him, constantly bearing the infinite pressure around him, Rao is as powerful as Meng Fan, at this moment the consciousness is gradually blurred, and the spiritual power of the whole person is silent in this pressure cage A little bit weak, as if it may dissipate at any time.

And everything in Meng Fan's past seems to have completely disappeared at this moment, he is no longer a top powerhouse, no longer Shura Meng Fan, just like when he was in Wuzhen, so weak and helpless

In an instant, Meng Fan's whole person sat cross-legged in place, motionless, and his soul power gradually dimmed, with the passage of time, one day, two days, and five days, Meng Fan was also under this kind of pressure, and the anti-god mark was also unable to resist at all after all, only the last trace of soul power was left.

"Surrender to me, only I can give you strength and take you away"

The sound like hypnosis melted into Meng Fan's sea of consciousness, and the last trace of soul power was about to dissipate, and between a few breaths, only a scene that belonged to the past flashed, but it disappeared in an instant, among which there were countless pictures of Meng Fan defeating a strong enemy, but the strong enemies in these pictures could not be compared with the will in front of him.

The latter is not a horror, but a kind of domineering that is above everything!

"yes, I'm so tired."

Meng Fan's soul imprint muttered to himself, and at the same time, the last picture flashed in his mind, it was a long time ago, a young man from Wuzhen picked up a bead in an ancient mountain range, this bead was extremely ordinary and the smile on the young man's face reflected each other,

"Beads, this is!"

Under this scene, Meng Fan's last faint soul imprint moved, as if he had thought of something, and that peerless face resurfaced in his mind again.

"That's my sister!"

"My sister once taught me that the common people will not retreat when they fall down, and they will not shed tears when they are bloody!"

"Roar!"

In an instant, in the midst of it, Meng Fan's sea of consciousness suddenly moved, countless pictures flashed in front of him, and at the same time, the kind of will that belonged to the mark of the anti-god suddenly exploded.

At this moment, the will spread of the soul imprint that seemed to be possible to be destroyed at any time, and it turned out to have a skyrocketing trend, stabilizing its own strength, and at the same time, it turned out to be not retreating, but advancing, and the infinite divine power in front of him was actually crashing into the past.

It is better to be broken than to be broken!

Now that Meng Fan is enlightened, he has completely triggered the obsession in his body, this obsession has followed Meng Fan for many years, countless penances, countless killings, this is his own way, and it is also his own martial art, even if it is crushed by the sacred, it is not broken.

Under this collision, it was a shock to Meng Fan's soul power, and the space in front of him seemed to be torn apart, and that kind of divine will was incomparably majestic, and at this moment, he suddenly struck towards Meng Fan in it.

Compared with the two sides, Meng Fan's soul mark is extremely weak, looking like a firefly and the sun, but under the impact of this moment, the anti-god mark that belongs to Meng Fan's own martial arts and soul fusion, the light flickered, and at the same time, it slammed together, containing the great obsession that Meng Fan seemed to be engraved in his soul.

Rumble!

In an instant, between the two sides, at the same time, Meng Fan's voice of self-muttering resounded throughout the space,

"What about the sacred, Li Xuanhuang's predecessors in the past, Qin Tian can do it, how can I let others specialize in beauty? Today, I, Meng Fan, want to engrave Meng Fan here, come here!"