The blue light disappeared, and a white wall of light composed of eight figures appeared, but at this moment, a sudden flash flashed in the wall of light, and a white head as big as a house slowly rose, and the white of the head was mixed with blue, the shape was like a human and not a human, like a beast and not a beast, it had the same facial features, but unfortunately the size of the facial features was completely different from that of a person, a big mouth occupied most of the face, and the mouth was toothless but like a bottomless pit, bottomless. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the 'Huhu ......' giant appeared, his mouth opened, and his whole face seemed to be broken, and a white wind visible to the naked eye blew out of his mouth, and the wind was not white, but too many snow flakes were wrapped in the wind.

As the giant turned in place, the white wall of light instantly turned into ice cubes like a substance, and the dancing figures of the eight paths were also fixed in the ice.

At the same time, the leading guard of the Yuwen family also threw a white ball, Huang Baicai threw a black ball, plus Shen Binglan and Jin Haoyang threw it before, the four balls exploded in the air one after another, and the figures in the room fled in all directions.

The first thing that appeared was a golden sword more than ten meters long, in a flash of golden light, the golden sword rose into the sky, suspended in mid-air like the second hand of the clock rotated, each beat will be divided into the same golden sword, after a circle, a huge golden sword wheel appeared in front of everyone.

'Bang!' The golden sword wheel had just taken shape, and a muffled sound sounded beside it, and the thick powder mist spread out, and the shadows of the flowers fluttered in the pink mist, each flower was different, there were the most common roses, and there were also strange flowers that no one could recognize, as the shadows of the flowers became more and more, the pink mist gradually darkened, and finally became bright red.

However, in the shroud of red mist, a black light flashed, and a huge hand with a pitch-black body flew out of the dense fog, the giant hand held four fingers in a void, only the index finger stretched out, and the volley pointed at the golden sword wheel.

Finally, a huge head appeared, and a white wind wrapped in dense snow flakes blew towards the red mist.

The golden sword wheel suddenly closed its open wings before the black giant finger came, and the tip of the sword pointed at the giant hand, rotating and slashing, gold and black collided continuously in the air, and at the same time emitting a series of air explosions, the golden light and black light flashed staggered.

The white wind blew into the red mist, and the fluttering flowers seemed to be unable to withstand the cold wind and broke one after another, but the broken petals instead deepened the color of the red mist again, and the crimson almost blackened mist was like a sun-swallowing ancient beast, swallowing the giant into the fog in one bite, the red mist rolled, and the white wind interspersed, and they couldn't hold each other for a while.

......The white wall of light frozen by the cold wind suddenly cracked under the white light, and completely shattered in the next second, and the eight figures continued to dance, but under the cold wind continued to blow angrily, the movement became sluggish.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the scene in the air, and no one noticed that the black gas was gathering towards the bracket in the middle of the room, and a black dot the size of a sesame seed had appeared on the middle support of the bracket, and the black dot was still getting bigger with the injection of the black gas.

"It doesn't seem to be enough, then I'll help it!" A faint voice sounded from a corner of the room, before the words fell, the other door of the room opened silently, and a very faint figure slid through the door, like a breeze around the bracket and then returned to the door to show the figure, if Wu Fan saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize that the owner of the figure was the old man who had used an ox cart to carry him for a ride and recommended him to go to Tianji Tower, and he was also the uncle who sold him "Nine Dragons" in his previous life, don't ask the sky!

It's a pity that he didn't see it, because in the next moment, he only felt a burning sensation on his chest, and a black circular qi shield wrapped him in it, and at the same time, the twenty-seven Yuan Qi in the veins in his body flew out of his body on their own after a shock in unison, surrounding his body.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Wu Fan, and at this time, Wu Fan slowly floated up from the ground, and an oval black vortex appeared above his head, and he was flying towards this vortex.

The black dot on the bracket that was originally the size of a sesame seed had somehow become the size of a fish, but now it began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was more than half smaller in just a few seconds.

"Where to run!" Although Huang Baicai didn't know what happened to Wu Fan, he also saw that the black vortex should be something similar to spatial teleportation, and he would not let Wu Fan leave, so he immediately roared, and another black ball shot out, and the black ball flashed in the air, turning into a finger and pointing towards Wu Fan.

At this time, Wu Fan couldn't move at all, since the twenty-seven Yuan Qi flew out of his body, the true qi in his body seemed to be frozen, and he saw the giant hand coming at it, but there was nothing he could do.

"I wanted to spare your life, but you killed yourself!" With a cold snort, a figure appeared in front of Wu Fan, and no one could see how the figure appeared. The figure's left arm circled around his chest, and he also stretched out his hand and pointed at the giant hand in front of him, which was many times larger than him.

At the same time that the two fingers of one big and one small, one black and one white, were together, everyone in the room let out an exclamation, and only Huang Baicai showed a sneer of disdain at the corner of his mouth. The Huang family's 'One Finger for Prison' is a collection of hundreds of generals to cast the 'Broken Soul One Finger' compression, that is, the half-step Martial Emperor, under this finger will also disappear.

'Poof!' It wasn't the figure that vanished, but the giant finger. Huang Baicai's sneer instantly turned into horror.

"You are a martial ......" The exclamation stopped abruptly here, Huang Baicai opened his mouth and looked down at his chest in disbelief, the left chest and the heart beating inside, and the ground behind him, at the same time, a finger-thick hole appeared.

"Senior Mo......" Wu Fan shouted as he looked at the familiar back in front of him.

Mo Wentian turned to look at Wu Fan, who was about to enter the black whirlpool, pointed to his chest, and nodded with a smile.

"No!" Suddenly a voice sounded, Wu Fan's expression moved when he heard this voice, and he reluctantly turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, a familiar thin figure was running towards him desperately, but the next second he fell into darkness.

Wu Fan and the black vortex disappeared directly after emitting a dazzling black light, and Mo Wentian's figure flashed and stopped in front of Jiang Mengmeng, who was rushing over. "He's gone......"

"Old man, who are you, where was he sent!" Jiang Mengmeng asked angrily without waiting for Mo Wentian to finish speaking.

"Someone will explain this matter to you, it has been waiting for you for forty-six billion years, but before that, I want to take care of this place first!" Mo Wentian smiled slightly, and turned to look at Yuwen Hongguang and the guards of the two families who were already standing in place.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Mengmeng, who had calmed down, followed behind Mo Wentian and walked in a white light channel.

"As far as I know, the Martial Emperor of the human race only has a lifespan of two hundred years, why did the three of you live for so long?" Jiang Mengmeng looked at Mo Wentian's back and asked curiously.

"Because of this!" Mo Wentian pulled out a rope from his collar without looking back, and shook the black stone tied to the rope behind him.

"Yuanshi!" Jiang Mengmeng's eyes flashed with darkness. "It seems that the three of you can become Martial Emperors because of this!"

"Yes, it's a pity that after 4.6 billion years of consumption, there are only these three pieces left!" Mo Wentian's tone was a little low.

Jiang Mengmeng lowered her head and thought for a moment, and muttered, "I think I already know who is waiting for me......"

(This is the end of the first volume!There is a small bug in front,Jiang Mengmeng is not K6,It's T6,I wanted to change it for a long time.,But the background editing function has been wrong and hasn't been fixed.,I'll change it when it's fixed!) )