I think eating blessing is Han Nianling's black words.

To put it simply, he just wants to eat Lu Fan's blessings.

This means that he has to kill Lu Fan.

Kill Lu Fan......

The old man's face twitched, and he looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief.

What made you think this way?

So confident now?

Han Nianling obviously didn't realize how excessive her idea was, and looked at Lu Fan with extreme covetousness.

She saw that the young man's blessing was ranked, ranking 16th, if she could completely harvest Lu Fan's blessing, then could she take this opportunity to rush to the top ten in one go?

It's exciting to think about!

"Huh? Mo Lao, why don't you speak? You can't beat him? ”

Han Nianling looked at the old man behind him rather unhappily.

"Young Master......" Mo Juren said in a deep voice: "If you evaluate it according to the strength on the surface, I can indeed easily suppress that Lu Fan ......"

"But you also know that Lu Fan is the most mysterious man in the First Academy Palace of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and the old man doesn't understand all kinds of backhands and methods, so the battle situation is full of uncertainty, and our risks are extremely high."

Lao Mo's meaning is already very clear.

"Hey, the most mysterious man? Could it be that the school palace is exaggerating in order to create stars? No matter how powerful it is, can there be a true immortal-level means? If there is no true immortal-level means, let's try and test first, and then protect ourselves......"

Han Nianling clasped his hands to his chest and pursed his mouth, obviously not eating the set advertised by the School Palace.

"Young Master......" Mo Juren struggled with a smile on his face.

"Alright, alright...... Spare them for now. ”

Mo Juren's words, Han Nianling still listened to it, and waved his little hand.

"Let's go."

"Yes, little lord."

Mo Juren bowed and nodded.

The old man is Han Nianling's most loyal servant, and everything is aimed at ensuring Han Nianling's safety.

The coercion that enveloped this heaven and earth dissipated.

The old man took the goddess and turned into a fairy light and rushed into the distance.

"Whew......" Zhong Qing wiped the sweat from her forehead, slowly exhaled a breath of breath, and said with fear, "It's so dangerous...... It was a terrifying existence in the Sendai Realm, and I almost ran out of breath! ”

Lu Fan also breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and silently put down the hole cards in his consciousness.

If that old man of the Sendai Realm Ninefold really wanted to attack him, then he would probably have to beat the old and the young to death at the same time, but it would be a waste to think about it.

Fortunately, they were calm enough to avoid the wasteful result of him shooting the other party to death.

"Let's go, move on."

Lu Fan beckoned Rhubarb and Zhong Qing and continued to walk in the direction guided by the darkness.

The river meanders and coils.

Lu Fan went all the way against the current.

It is as if tracing the origin of death and reincarnation.

Killing again and again, he grew rapidly.

The red in the depths of his eyes became more and more pure.

It's getting darker.

By the end, the sky was dark.

Even the starlight dimmed.

Lu Fan felt that he was actively walking towards the darkness.

Along the way, he witnessed many deaths.

The death of the alien world.

The death of the Heavenly Masters of the Ten Thousand Worlds Dojo.

and even the fate of Xuegong Tianjiao.

In this world, everyone dies.

In the face of death, all beings are equal.

No one knows what awaits them at the end of the guidance in the dark.

However, when they guessed that this kind of guidance was related to the truth of the legend, the Ten Thousand Worlds were crazy, and almost all of them were willing to fight desperately for the slightest possibility of seeing the truth!

……

The end of the yellow river.

A huge stone monument appeared in front of the palace.

The stone tablet is engraved with two huge words: Fukumura.

There is the Fukukawa River in front of Fukumura.

At the end of the Fu River there is the Hall of Blessing.

The dark and huge palace stands at the end of the river.

Everyone can see the majestic silhouette, but no one can accurately estimate the size of this palace, it seems to be able to distort space, it seems to blur the meaning of space, only the grand concept, imprinted in the heaven and earth, full of mystery and oppression.

In front of the palace, figures have already appeared.

They all came from all directions of the fairy land, and they were all players of Fukumura.

"Roar!"

A dragon's groan resounded through the sky.

The massive Golden Horn Demon Dragon fell from the sky and stepped on the ground, shattering the hard Xuanshi Earth.

"Hahaha...... Is this the end? ”

"I hope to meet some good opponents!"

The Golden Horn Demon Dragon is a thousand feet in size, like a lizard with wings on its back, with thick legs, and sharp dragon claws, the body surface is full of black magic patterns, and the body is intertwined with a deep Sendai power.

But in the next moment, several qi machines locked onto the Golden Horn Demon Dragon.

The Golden Horn Demon Dragon fell into the abyss, as if it was shrouded in an extremely terrifying killing intent.

Die!

Die!

Die!!

The ultimate death crisis enveloped him in the next moment.

There are actually a large number of high-weight Xiantai realms in this place!

The Golden Horn Demon Dragon stiffened, and suddenly his hands fell to the ground.

"Hahaha~ Just kidding."

"My Golden Horned Dragon Venerable has been kind to people all my life, and I don't like to fight."

"I'm here just to seek a small opportunity, and the focus is on participation, hahaha~~~"

The Golden Horn Demon Dragon smiled harmlessly, and its legs were already shaking uncontrollably.

On top of another mountain.

The woman in the black robe and black eyes smiled inexplicably and sipped her slender jade-like fingers.

There was a deep darkness around her, as if she might pounce on it at any moment and tear the Golden Horn Demon Dragon alive.

In another place, a river containing billions of undead intertwined with a man.

This person was wearing a crown, the dark green fairy light overlapped, and the pupils of his eyes kept wandering around like a hunter, especially on the woman in the black robe and black pupils, it seemed that once the woman made a move and revealed a flaw, he would seize the opportunity to take off the woman's head.

In a pool of golden water.

The little monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes is sitting in the center, quiet and peaceful, and the painting style seems to be out of place with everyone.

However, around the golden pool, there were five more bone mountains piled up, and they were all the bones of the living beings that he had sent into reincarnation. In this way, his painting style seems to be in harmony with everyone else.

The heavenly dome was echoed with the terrible cries of the Roc.

A large roc with a body size of thousands of zhang appeared in view.

It was covered in bloody wounds, and the blood stained its feathers red.

It is obviously a high immortal beast in the Sendai Realm, but now it can only fly with a man on its back.

The eyes of the man on his back had nine divine lights, condensing threads of divine light, piercing into Dapeng's body, penetrating deep into Dapeng's flesh and blood, and controlling Dapeng like a puppet.

The man is none other than Qin Wuregret of the School Palace, known as the most powerful man in the Sendai Realm of the School Palace, not only with a ninefold divine pupil, but also with an infinite immortal heart, a powerful and terrifying power that overwhelms a realm, making the hearts of countless strong people throbbing.

"Oh? Abyss Witch Night? Lord of the Revenant, the Styx River Immortals? There is also the reincarnation burial lord golden cicada...... Good! Very good! They're all ruthless...... It's scary......"

Although Qin Wuregret kept saying that he was afraid, he had a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

In his early years, he was able to dig out his brother's Wuji Immortal Heart with his own hands and implant it in his body, what kind of good kind could it be?

If nothing else, let's just say that the Dapeng of the Sendai Realm under his feet, the Holy Son of Kongyu, is not the 25th powerhouse on the Fortune List, and he is still controlled by bloody means. The thread of divine power penetrates deep into the flesh and marrow and brain, and can control its life and death at any time.

The Golden Horn Demon Dragon didn't dare to speak anymore.

He admits that when he first appeared on the stage, he spoke a little louder.

I thought that everyone was a strong person at the level of Sendai Realm, so it didn't matter if they were arrogant to each other.

But when you really comprehend the killing intentions of the other terrifying powerhouses, you will understand how exaggerated the gap between the two sides is.

If it weren't for the mysterious prohibition here, the direct outbreak of battle would have caused many accidents, and he would have been killed by other Fukumura players, and he had no doubt that his head had been personally taken off by a certain Fukumura's top-ranked killer!

Fukuden.

It's a gathering place for all monsters who are good at killing!

And in the Ten Thousand Worlds, more and more monsters will appear here!

(End of chapter)