3655: C3655 Escape

C3655 Escape

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon fell among the ruins, holding onto the the Arrow of Destiny tightly with both of his hands, not daring to get distracted in the slightest.

His brow was beaded with sweat.

The hands that held the the Arrow of Destiny were also trembling with an extremely high frequency. His flesh and blood were unceasingly being torn apart by the the Arrow of Destiny's power and repeatedly healing itself, going through a cycle again and again.

There were already many Celestial Kings present.

This was the Blade Palace, and the elites chosen by the three universe were all gathered here. These elites were willing to serve the Blade Palace, because as long as they performed well, there was a chance for them to become apostles.

In addition to the thousands of Celestial King elites, there were dozens of apostles and a Dao Lord.

They were stunned to see the Eight Legged Flood Dragon being suppressed by a sharp arrow on the ground, struggling in pain.

The Dao Lord patted the shoulder of one of the dark apostles.

The apostle nodded and slowly approached.

"Halt!" The Eight Legged Flood Dragon shouted.

This moment of distraction immediately caused the the Arrow of Destiny to rush forward another half an inch, and faintly pierced his flesh!

Blood flowed out, but it instantly dried up.

It was as if he was swallowed by fate.

The dark apostle stopped immediately.

However, in the next instant …

He disappeared.

He transformed into a rainbow and disappeared!

The Dao Lord who sent out the apostle was stunned. Only then did he realize that there was an invisible pressure about a hundred meters around the Eight Legged Flood Dragon. This pressure even caused the Dao Lord to feel uncomfortable.

That apostle, the moment he got close, he was crushed into the smallest particles by the intense pressure. Even his soul was shattered into dust that couldn't be seen by the naked eye, and disappeared without a trace!

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon trembled as it turned its head with great difficulty to look at the Dao Lord.

"Take... General Blade Palace … "Bring them here."

Every time the Eight Legged Flood Dragon spoke a few words, his mind would become slightly unfocused, but this slight unfocused state was enough. The sharp arrows advanced seven times consecutively, and the arrows had already completely pierced into his chest.

More cracks appeared on the ground, and a side palace building collapsed with a loud crash.

He did not take a step forward, and it was obvious that what was happening in front of him was beyond his understanding. Although he was a Dao Lord, he was actually at the same level as some of the apostles, only at the peak of the tenth level of tribulation. There were very few Dao Lord who had truly stepped into the realm of immortality.

"Faster!"

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon roared.

The Dao Lord was jolted back to reality and waved his hand, "Go call the general!"

Two of the apostles immediately left.

The faces of the surrounding Celestial Kings were all extremely ugly. They instinctively retreated and one of them, Celestial King of Eight Tribulations, silently vanished. This was too terrifying.

"It seems that I must endure this arrow."

With a thought from Eight Legged Flood Dragon, the the Arrow of Destiny did not show any signs of weakening. He knew that as long as Meng Fan did not die, the the Arrow of Destiny would definitely pierce through his body.

On one hand, he was condensing the strength of his fleshly body to gather to his chest to block the sharp arrow, and on the other hand, he was only waiting to bring King Of Hu'er over. Then, he would ignite the Everlasting Fire and return to the World of Meaning.

It was impossible to just directly return to the Court of Law, as he would lose all face. He could only return to the clan first.

Everything was carved in the Eight Legged Flood Dragon's mind.

Suddenly, his gaze froze.

In the distance.

In the void.

A ray of light flashed.

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon was stunned for a moment, its lips moving.

"I …"

The syllables were not yet complete.

A ray of light, at a speed that even Celestial King of Ten Tribulations could not see, loudly descended onto the body of the Eight Legged Flood Dragon!

Like a falling meteor, the earth was pierced through as violent energy fluctuations spread out. The God King who was closest to him was instantly sucked into this energy and disappeared without a trace. There were only three people, the Dao Lord and the ten tribulation apostles, who did not disappear from the impact of this energy but were pushed back several hundred meters and were heavily thrown out.

The six side chambers within a thirty thousand meter radius collapsed in an instant!

Dust filled the air. This dust was not only debris, but also shattered laws and chaotic origin energy. The Celestial King's vision was completely obscured, making it difficult to see the world clearly.

At this moment, if one looked at it from the air, they would discover that a large area of the world was covered by dust. Cracks rapidly spread out from the ground, tearing apart mountains and rivers, and even a river.

King Of Hu'er walked out of the main hall.

His main hall had already begun to collapse, showing signs of collapsing. Even though the main hall was quite far from where the Eight Legged Flood Dragon had landed.

Because of the chaos of Laws and origin energy, many array formations within the main hall were destroyed.

At this moment, King Of Hu'er's eyes narrowed as he saw another ray of light appear in the sky.

It was a familiar scene.

"Lord, over here!" An envoy called out.

King Of Hu'er looked at the dark apostle silently.

He did not speak.

However, he had a devilish smile on his face.

Then, he quickly used his Tear Space and disappeared without a trace!

The apostle was stunned, but before he could react, the third shock began!

This time, the ground which was already so weak, shook, and the entire Blade Palace seemed to be about to sink underground!

"..."

There were only three Karma Threads left on Luo Wumei.

She was almost free.

Ye Zichen stared at Meng Fan fiercely without blinking.

Meng Fan held the Bow of Primitive Force in his hand and panted heavily. His energy had been depleted.

However, this did not mean that he was currently weak.

Luo Wumei could clearly see a majestic power continuously gushing out of the bow and entering Meng Fan's body. That power seemed to be elemental energy, which was purer, cleaner, stronger, and stronger than the elemental energy.

Meng Fan's breathing became slower and slower.

Luo Wumei struggled even harder.

Another thread was broken.

Meng Fan looked down at his bow and said softly: "Your aura is weaker than Yinn Gu's, but you are also immortal. Since Yinn Gu is at the second stage of Minor Immortality, you are the first stage. Is undying an undying really an undying, or is it just a chance to survive through the cycle of reincarnation? "

Luo Wumei's eyes flickered. "You don't have the strength to forge another arrow."

"Right." Meng Fan nodded.

"..."

Celestial King Universe.

Heavenly Court of the Future.

Nearly ten thousand Godkings were seated in the lotus position, breathing softly.

They swore an oath.

The majestic Power of Will rose into the air and poured into the Mansion of Destiny.

At the bottom of the Mansion of Destiny, there was a large formation so deep that one couldn't see it.

This large array corresponded to a Array Eye on the Bow of Primitive Force.

The Power of Will was being channeled into the array.

The future Craftsman Empire.

Thousands of craftsmen and three thousand Celestial Kings from various places were releasing their Power of Will.

At the same time, these forces were also focusing on a large formation.

There was such a grand formation within the Demon World, the Infinite Domain, the Dragon Realm, the Buddhism Realm, and the 3,650 worlds.

The surging power was rushing in.

Conference of Worlds, first Iron Law Hall.

Gu Xin'ao was in the middle of the hall, surrounded by more than three hundred world leaders.

"I need the law."

Gu Xin'ao raised his hand.

The power of thousands of True Meaning of the Great Tao began to gather towards him!

"..."0

Within the absolute domain.

Meng Fan pulled the string.

A the Arrow of Destiny quietly condensed.

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