C2504 The Battle of Leaders
The point where the two Dimension intersected was probably the most unstable domain in the history of the universe.
Here, the laws and order had completely collapsed. Nothing could be found, everything was in chaos.
The wind howled.
The wind and the waves were like blades and swords, surging and surging, like aggrieved ghosts cursing and complaining.
Instead, it was the Taotie race that was like a tide, the various Divine Kings. They were completely silent, with only a "buzz buzz" sound coming from their noses, like the sound of war drums.
Lord of the Desolate World stood up slowly. His huge body was like a mountain and every step he took shook the stars. He looked down at Wu Tie who was as tiny as an ant. His eyes were deep and cold.
"You, this is a challenge to me."
Lord of the Desolate World said.
Then he laughed.
He laughed out loud. His laughter pierced through the sky, causing the chaotic domain to become even more terrifying and bone-piercing. The cold wind blew, disturbing everyone's state of mind.
"How many years, how many years! No one has challenged me again. Finally, someone has come to challenge my dignity! "
The coldness in Lord of the Desolate World's eyes disappeared, because Meng Fan did not move in front of him, his eyes were ignited with flames of war, extremely bright: "The Taotie race, being able to continuously grow barbarically, followed the most unbreakable law of the world — the law of the jungle!
When a tiny creature appears in front of us. "
The tides of the Taotie roared in unison, "Let's eat!"
Lord of the Desolate World said, "When a powerful creature appears in front of us."
"Let's eat!"
"When the Godking appears before us."
"Let's eat!"
Back then, I witnessed Lord of the Desolate World rising up one after another, and then being defeated by Warrior, becoming a prisoner or simply dying, until I finally challenged the previous leader. After so many years, no one dared to challenge my authority, and I was always Lord of the Desolate World. But today, another Warrior has appeared!
Lord of the Desolate World's voice was really excited, almost boiling.
And the torrent of Taotie, had also started to boil!
Facing Meng Fan's words, none of the Taotie rushed forward and killed Meng Fan. They seemed to be upholding some kind of principle and were excitedly waiting for the battle that was about to happen.
This was a battle that concerned the status of a leader!
Inside the Celestial Domain, there was a barrier that had collapsed. The six great heavenly kings, Tian Zhimei, Su Huan and a few other god kings, who were currently fighting with their lives on the line, looked at the Taotie army rushing towards them. They raised their strength to the maximum as they watched the great army of Taotie s charge at them.
Suddenly, the group of Taotie stopped.
They kept making buzzing sounds from their chests and throats.
Then, he slowly retreated outside the barrier.
They stopped killing.
They waited excitedly.
Tian Zhimei's body was still tensed up, she looked at the great Taotie army in confusion, then turned back to the Heavenly Kings.
"Second Uncle, what happened?"
Tian Zhimei asked with her soul.
"The Great War of the Leaders." Second Heavenly King narrowed his eyes and stretched his gaze very, very far away. He could vaguely see Liu Tie's and Lord of the Desolate World's standing posture on the floating island at the border of the Dimension.
The Great War of the Leaders!
The Taotie race only had one rule, and that was to eat the weak!
This rule had allowed them to become a powerful flood of individual Dimension s that roamed the fields. They had existed for many tens of thousands of years and had not declined.
In their eyes, race was important.
However, there was no expert that was important!
Only an expert could lead the incomparably powerful Taotie race.
Amidst the deafening "buzzing" sound, Meng Fan looked around. He already knew the situation he was in and what was going to happen next without needing to say it out loud.
He silently raised his hand and pulled up his green robe. His clear eyes immediately became pale.
Everything between heaven and earth, including the laws and energies, including Celestial King of Taotie, became transparent in his eyes.
Every one of the Taotie was like a huge stove, burning fiercely. As for Lord of the Desolate World, he was as vast as a scorching sun.
He was indeed an expert.
Even Meng Fan, who experienced the second calamity, did not dare to face the challenge.
He was an expert who had led a strong current of Taotie for many tens of thousands of years, a person who had devoured who knew how many supreme Divine Kings.
Even the current Meng Fan did not have the confidence to win.
Then, Meng Fan moved!
There was no need to think too much into it. His body was already swimming in the endless spacial faults. Every time he moved, he would move across hundreds of thousands of spaces. Every second, endless power would grow and sprout.
His palm extended out a spatial rift.
From hundreds of angles, the Limitless Killing was used on Lord of the Desolate World!
His most powerful technique!
The Limitless Killing was something that Meng Fan had experienced twice during the heavenly tribulation, and his power had been cleansed and sublimated. True Meaning of the Great Tao, martial arts, and origin energy were all refined and brewed in his hands.
In the Limitless Killing, due to the existence of the spatial intent, hiding had lost its meaning.
In the Limitless Killing, due to the existence of heaven's will, his soul was also locked on.
In the Limitless Killing, time reversed, life and death reversed.
In the Limitless Killing, the universe was vast and everything was transparent, making it hard to defend against.
In the Limitless Killing, the Long River of Nether Will was the end of everything.
In the Limitless Killing, the Three Calamities and Six Calamities, the laments of all living beings resonated.
In the Limitless Killing...
The most indestructible power between heaven and earth continued to erupt!0
That strike was absolutely tricky and caught off guard. It completely made Lord of the Desolate World lose his composure because it came too fast and too fierce.
He didn't even have the time to block.
He didn't even raise his Essence to the limit.
This palm had already landed on his body.
There was no loud bang, no thunderous collision. All that was left was Lord of the Desolate World, who had to continuously retreat 17 steps before he could stand still. Then, mist rose from where Meng Fan's palm landed, and a deep red imprint appeared, shocking everyone.
The imprint of this palm seemed insignificant on the gigantic Lord of the Desolate World.
However, the torrent of Taotie had completely stopped and remained silent.
Some of them were growling, while others were staring with their mouths wide open.
Why had Lord of the Desolate World become the leader of the Taotie's flood for so many years, yet no one challenged him? It was because after so many years, no one had ever left a single wound on his body!
At this moment, this myth that had lasted for decades was completely broken.
It was broken by a palm print the size of a human palm.
The next scene was …
Lord of the Desolate World slowly raised his huge head. Dark red blood flowed out from his left nostril.
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