Chapter 1875: Past Life Descends
For Fan Lang, this is a familiar hand.
It was this hand that intercepted the beard halfway before, and snatched the zombie embryo under Fan Lang's nose!
The one who rushed to take the Bliss Engine before Fan Lang could also be this hand!
Fan Lang and the owner of this hand have a deep grudge.
Now, this hand has come to snatch the Supreme Supreme Holy Dharma Disc again, Fan Lang has worked hard to get to this day, how can he let the other party pick peaches?
Fan Lang came here alone to tide over the difficulties just to prevent this from happening. He didn't even trust his master, Brahmana Guansheng, and didn't reveal the secret in this regard.
As for Jin Yu Zhenren, the Lonely Old Man, etc., although Fan Lang trusted them, they didn't have the ability to help him get through this difficulty, so they still couldn't help.
With no one to help, he is on his own for now.
"Put the things down for me!" Fan Langlei shouted, the strongest dragon sword was unsheathed, and the sword of Dao was also condensed in an instant at this moment, and the two swords opened their bows left and right, and the attack was not strong.
The two swords slashed at the big hand at the same time, bursting with endless destructive power, cutting the flesh of the palm, but failing to destroy the hand.
Just a short encounter, Fan Lang made a judgment, this is the hand of a Divine Ancestor! Even if it is not a Divine Ancestor, it is a certain giant of the same level!
The enemy's palm resisted Fan Lang's attack, and pulled the magic disk to another dimensional space, intending to get the magic disk in his hand without showing up.
Fan Lang was about to go over to stop him, but his body was pulled by the six-in-one ritual formation, and he couldn't even move a step.
"Bastard's formation, what are you doing holding me down?" Fan Lang said angrily.
It was this ritual formation that fused the six major plug-ins into a magic disk, and after success, it did not disappear immediately, but continued to operate, and it seemed that there was still something to be done.
The enemy's palm continued to drag the magic disk, and the palm of the hand entered the space passage first, and the magic disk then touched the dividing line of the space channel, and at this moment, the magic disk froze and stopped in place, as if there was an invisible wall blocking here.
That hand used all his strength to pull hard, and the power was enough to pull a star field, but it failed to shake the magic disc in the slightest, and the owner of the hand couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
"This supreme treasure does not belong to you, and of course you cannot take it. Even if you are a god ancestor or an immortal, you are not qualified to have it. Heaven and earth, throughout the ages, there is only one person who is qualified to have it, and that is me, the Taiqing Holy Monarch!"
As soon as the words fell, a dazzling divine light descended from above, and in an instant, the law of time was cleared, and the space was opened, and everything was making way for this divine light, and he didn't dare to block it in the slightest.
A figure walked out of the divine light, wearing a gorgeous armor, the armor above and below is presented with a color that there is no in the world, this is a peerless man, handsome and mighty, aggressive, hair fluttering, a pair of eyes looking forward to the majestic side.
Fan Lang had a secret feeling with this man, and his heart was terrified.
This is his past life!
His past life has finally officially appeared!
Appearing this time, his previous life is no longer a phantom, but a living flesh and blood, and the kind of dominating spirit he shows is not comparable to the previous meetings.
Even if he expected that his previous life was extremely powerful, at this moment when he saw it with his own eyes, it still caused a stormy impact in Fan Lang's heart. Even when I saw the Divine Ancestor descend for the first time before, I had never felt this way.
Taiqing Shengjun.
That's his name, a name worthy of him.
Fan Lang also realized another important problem at this moment, in his known memory, and in all the historical books he had seen before, the honorific title of Taiqing Holy Monarch had never appeared.
Such a powerful existence will definitely leave a strong mark in history, and it will never be obscure.
Taiqing Shengjun is Fan Lang's previous life, but there is no shadow of him in history, what is going on?
In Fan Lang's past and present life, there are still mysteries that have not been solved!
The advent of the Taiqing Holy Monarch covered the light of all things in the world, and even Fan Lang seemed overshadowed, as if everything in the world could not be compared, he had already stood at the apex of his life, and his infinity was close to that of an immortal.
Person.
God.
Immortal.
The difference between one word is more than a thousand miles?
Taiqing Shengjun stabilized his figure, looked coldly at the hand holding the magic disc, and said unhappily: "Take away your dirty hands for me!"
This sentence is like a supreme divine decree, which governs all things in the world, birth and death, and the reincarnation of the universe.
The hand holding the magic disc really let go!
Taiqing Shengjun waved lightly, and the magic disc flew into his hand and was held in his hand. The relationship between him and the Dharma Disc seems to be a match made in heaven, and it looks so harmonious. It was as if the Dharma Disc was born for him.
The loose palm did not retreat.
If you encounter just an ordinary treasure, you will give up, but what is in front of you is a peerless treasure of immeasurable value, even if it is a giant at the level of the god ancestor, you must be moved.
After all, all Divine Ancestors have one ultimate goal - to become immortals.
The owner of the hand tore through the space and stepped into this land of right and wrong, revealing his identity. He was dressed in a black robe, with a golden crown on his head, one hand empty, and the other hand holding a piece of jade slip, on which were written Taoist scriptures, and the beginning was "Taishang jade slip, the nine ghost talismans are ordered to be announced." Luo Feng nine bases, five mountains heavy secluded. There are many more words at the back. He has a majestic appearance, big eyes like bells, a nose like a golden toad, and a beard on his chin made of energy.
"Nothingness crosses the sky, the Xuanhei Heavenly King is here!"
Void crossing the sky is one of the outer heavens, and the identity and status of the Xuanhei Heavenly King is the same as that of Brahmana Guansheng, both of whom are the emperors of heaven and the ancestors of gods.
Fan Lang has been calculated by a god ancestor, and he has not been wronged if he has suffered a few losses.
The Taiqing Holy Monarch and the Xuanhei Heavenly King confronted each other from afar, and the earth-shattering divine power erupted from both sides, causing endless destruction with coercion alone, like two thousands of armies fighting in the air.
Fan Lang, who was the party concerned, was put aside, as if he had nothing to do. He found himself firmly trapped by the ritual formation, and the system functions in his body were also restricted, and even the cheating function was paralyzed. Now he is out of his own hands and has lost his freedom.
After all, he is just a pawn in someone's hand.
Now that the game is about to come to an end, the chess players are making a public appearance to reap the fruits of victory. As for the chess pieces that have been used, once they lose their use value, the end can be imagined.
"Taiqing Holy Monarch, what are you from, this Heavenly Emperor has gone through three cosmic reincarnations, and he has never seen you as a person. You have arranged for six reincarnated beings to fight each other to complete a ritual. Now that the ritual is complete, a peerless artifact has been created. Your ambitions should not stop there, right? Now, even the Emperor of Heaven has appeared, so you should stop hiding it, let's have a showdown. The Black Heavenly King said.
(End of chapter)