1958: C1958 Ascending

C1958 Ascending

It was not a strange thing for Expert of Celestial King Stage to be self-proclaimed throughout the ages.

On the other hand, like Meng Fan right now, absorbing the Power of Crystal and quickly raising his own cultivation was a shock that shocked the whole world.

If any other Expert of Celestial King Stage saw this, their eyeballs probably would have popped out.

Among them, Meng Fan's martial arts change was to quickly improve. Although this kind of improvement was still nothing for Meng Fan as a whole, but such an increase in speed was definitely not easy.

Even Meng Fan was immersed in this wonderful feeling.

However, just ten breaths later, Meng Fan was separated from the wonderful scene. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around with an embarrassed expression on his face.

This was because the entire Power of Crystal underground … He was almost completely drained by Meng Fan.

The only thing left was a small portion of the soup. If Meng Fan had tidied up all of them, some of the people in the outside world might not even be able to drink the soup anymore.

"Damn, why are there so few? I thought it was just the beginning!"

Meng Fan sighed softly. Facing this kind of scene, it made him feel extremely depressed.

Now he finally understood why Celestial King of the Central Sky, the Heaven Crippling Divine King and their group could take such a huge risk and came to this place. He also understood why there were so many Expert of Celestial King Stage s in the past that were willing to walk this road of no return.

Indeed, to Expert of Celestial King Stage, these crystals were as if people in a parched desert had seen a spring, and were extremely attractive.

Now that Meng Fan had personally experienced his benefits, he naturally felt this incomparable help and was truly unable to extricate himself from it.

It was a pity that if he wanted to borrow the Power of Crystal's power to improve himself, he would need to make use of it a lot. After a while, although Meng Fan was not familiar with the Path of Concealment, but he felt that here, these crystals were all extremely important things.

With the strength of that big bug, it could definitely be considered a character on the same level as the ancestor. But before it died, it would only be carrying so much of this Divine Array, let alone other people!

Thinking about it here, Meng Fan knew that it would be difficult to collect this crystal from the the Path of Concealment.

"Hey!"

In the next moment, Meng Fan's expression changed, and he suddenly noticed the center of the Divine Array.

Previously, when he was still in the Power of Crystal, he didn't notice it. But now, after everything disappeared, Meng Fan suddenly realized something.

In the center of the Divine Array, there was an ancient imprint. It was bronze in color and was only the size of a palm, but it had disappeared without a trace.

What made Meng Fan hesitant was that this thing didn't have any aura. It looked like the most ordinary imprint, not even a godly object, but it was placed in the center. Could it be that it proved something?

With one step, Meng Fan also grabbed the bronze mark. Upon closer inspection, there was only one word underneath the mark.

"Burial!"

Although this imprint looked extremely ordinary, the word "Burial" was an extraordinary word. With a single glance, Meng Fan's eyes felt as if they were burning, and his spirit trembled.

Without a doubt, that thing looked ordinary, but it was definitely left behind by a powerful expert. That was because even though the person who carved that word did not mean it, it left behind a trace of his aura so that Meng Fan could have such a reaction.

"Could it be that this is a symbol of one's identity, 'Burial' … It means burial ground! "

Meng Fan muttered to himself after a moment of silence. If there was any use to it, then that was the only thing he could think of.

However, at the same time Meng Fan's voice sounded, a reply slowly came from behind him.

"That's right. The imprint in your hand represents the owner of the tomb, Graveyard Owner!"

Such simple words, if it was any other time, would simply be an ordinary question and answer.

However, in that instant, even Meng Fan turned pale with fright. What kind of place was this? If there was someone who could receive his voice, then what did it represent?1

In an instant, Meng Fan's entire body seemed to explode as all the blood in his body exploded. Previously, he was just an ordinary scholar, but in the moment of his movement, he was an ancient demon god that suddenly turned around. However, before Meng Fan could completely turn around, he heard a whistling sound in his ears.

In just a moment, Meng Fan felt a monstrous sense of danger!

There was no time for him to consider. He raised his hand to block, resisting the powerful force that came from the void.

Boom! *

A muffled sound rang out and Meng Fan's body actually flew over. When he stretched out his left arm and resisted the attack from the void, he was met with the combined attacks of countless mountains. Like Meng Fan, his powerful body was also sent flying.

In the next instant, the horrifying power did not stop. In the sky, there was an additional fist strike. It was as fast as lightning, and in the instant Meng Fan retreated, he directly threw it over.

The heck!

Meng Fan exclaimed in his heart. He never thought that he would face such a terrifying attack. He could only rely on his instincts to quickly suppress the rampaging Qi and blood as he threw out a punch.

The two fists collided with absolute strength.

Even though Meng Fan was rushing to fight, his strength was not to be underestimated. What kind of person was Meng Fan? He had killed millions of people over the years, and even if he punched out in a hurry, his power would still shock the world.

The Spirit Pagoda trembled for a moment. However, the moment the two collided, space ruptured as a figure flew out from the Space Debris in the Sky. It was … Meng Fan!

Moreover, this time, it was even more miserable than the last time. The moment Meng Fan flew out, he felt that his forearm was almost cut off. His wrist rose and blood instantly flowed out from his palm.

And in this empty space, the third strike arrived. Meng Fan only had his arms raised, forming a cross. He circulated his Essence, forming a defensive posture.

Throughout the years, Meng Fan had fought against people, especially when in close range, it was extremely fierce.

Not to mention defense, the attacks did not stop for a single moment. But when the two fought, even though one was passive and the other was active, Meng Fan still suffered a crushing defeat. This person's technique was too violent, it was only a close combat, but the strength of his body was actually stronger than Meng Fan's.

Especially that ferocious killing intent. It was not any weaker than Meng Fan's. Only then was it able to create that kind of power. Under the third attack, Meng Fan was forced back again.

Even though he reacted quickly and resisted the sharp attack, he had encountered an unprecedented collision that almost broke his bones and damaged his internal organs. The moment he retreated, Meng Fan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Standing still for a few steps, blood flowed out from the corner of Meng Fan's mouth and he barely managed to stabilize himself. Raising his head, he looked forward and saw a figure at the bottom of this messy tower.

What completely exceeded Meng Fan's expectations was that the person who attacked was precisely that person. How powerful was that person? He had already stepped into the Celestial King Stage, and was so powerful that it was incomparable.

Now, Meng Fan realized that this person was actually... A woman was more accurate to be a beautiful woman. More accurately, it was a beautiful woman with a very big chest.

With just a glance, Meng Fan was able to tell that other than the woman being extremely charming, her chest was also really … It was a magnificent sight!

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