3649: C3649 One Bow One Universe

C3649 One Bow One Universe

The sinister man's eyes were tightly locked onto the bow.

Luo Wumei also stopped in her tracks, her laughing expression becoming much more restrained. Just like Eight Legged Flood Dragon, she also felt the terrifying aura released by the bow.

Grand Central Emperor turned around and looked at the bow. He felt a sense of déjà vu.

The bow was four feet three inches long, and at first glance, it looked extremely beautiful and gorgeous, but upon closer inspection, one would realize that this bow did not have much of a gorgeous appearance. In truth, the structure of the bow itself was extremely complex, with countless patterns and formations covering every inch, and every inch had rather complicated colors.

Whether it was the Eight Legged Flood Dragon or Luo Wumei, they had never seen something so complicated.

It was unknown how many complicated techniques had been used to create this bow. However, every inch of this bow could be seen to contain no less than a hundred thousand array formations!

Furthermore, each and every one of these formations was not a simple reincarnation formation.

The World of Meaning had a very clear hierarchy to formations, and normally speaking, the simplest formation would be the reincarnation formation. The principles were interlinked, and if one imagined a snake biting its tail, it would form a closed loop, and its energy would flow from its head to its tail to its head.

Adding more structures to the formation would make it even more complicated. Generally speaking, within Affiliated Universe, five stages of the formation was the most common, being the creation of five cycles of reincarnation, linked together.

But there was essentially no difference between the fifth level and the first level.

The higher end was the gas formation.

This kind of array could escape the bindings of a traditional array formation, and it could already activate the energy of heaven and earth, the energy of all living things, and even the law of detonation.

A gas formation could only be created by a Celestial King, who had reached seven tribulations or more.

And all the hundred thousand arrays that were stored on this bow, without exception, were all gas array formations!

Not to mention anything else, just to create a large Qi formation would require at least one Celestial King of Seven Turbulences, plus dozens of six, five, and four tribulations, it would take a very long time to build. It would take at least ten years, and after the Qi formation was built, it would usually be very large, because only if the size was large enough, it would be able to activate the Qi of heaven and earth.

What was even more frightening was that these array formations were not simply superimposed together, but they had a purpose. They were connected and fused together, and were extremely exquisite. Every array formation had its own purpose, and it was not a simple way to increase the might of the bow.

No matter if it was Luo Wumei or the Eight Legged Flood Dragon, neither of them could understand. What kind of person could carve so many formations on a bow?

What kind of terrifying project was this?

Furthermore, many of these formations were of a higher grade. Even if it was Celestial King of Seven Turbulences, he would still not be able to create a single one. Only the God King of a higher realm would be able to do so.

The bow was one with the mixed elements.

Eight Legged Flood Dragon and Luo Wumei could not imagine what kind of person could create such a bow, and what kind of person could fuse tens of millions of powerful formations together and gather them onto one bow.

Meng Fan looked at Gong and remained silent.

He was also at a loss.

He did not know where this bow came from, or why.

However, he instinctively wanted to hold the bow.

It was as if as long as he held onto the bow, he would hold onto it … Everything.

So he held out his hand.

His trembling fingers grew closer and closer to the bow.

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon's eyes flashed. Without hesitation, it took large strides forward, grasped the bow in its hand and flew a hundred steps away.

Naturally, he couldn't understand the profoundness of this bow, but he subconsciously felt that this bow couldn't fall into Meng Fan's hands.

Thus, he forcibly took the bow away.

Immediately after, the Eight Legged Flood Dragon looked coldly at Meng Fan's hand that was hovering in the air, then lowered its head …

Buzz …

The left arm of the Eight Legged Flood Dragon that was holding the bow began to tremble crazily!

His eyes were wide open and his jaw dropped!

He … He couldn't hold it!

In that instant, he felt that what he held in his hand was not a bow, but … Instead … One universe!

An extremely powerful, fierce, and majestic universe!

He felt as though the gazes of tens of millions of Celestial Kings had locked onto him!

He felt thousands of supreme Laws surging within his palm!

He also saw many landscapes.

The mortal world.

The sacred and majestic Dragon Valley.

The Demon Area that was filled with purple qi.

An empire with a visible killing intent.

He was the one who ruled the world!

There was still the glorious tens of billions of years of history behind it. It was like a surging torrent that never stopped!

It was hard to put into words!

This bow is too heavy.

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon did its best to hold onto the bow, gritted its teeth, and refused to let go.

Luo Wumei looked at the Eight Legged Flood Dragon that was trembling violently.

Then, her mouth opened slightly in disbelief.

The left arm of the Eight Legged Flood Dragon exploded soundlessly!

Flesh and blood filled the air!

Grand Central Emperor also looked at it in surprise.

Then he laughed.

He laughed brazenly.

The laughter was terrifying!

Grand Central Emperor backed off while smiling.

Step by step, he moved to Meng Fan's side.

The laughter slowly died down.

He squatted and looked at Meng Fan: "How is it?"

Meng Fan sat up slowly and said, "His body is injured, but he is still fine. He is close to Yinn Gu in strength." Then, Meng Fan looked towards the Eight Legged Flood Dragon whose arm had exploded and the bow that was suspended in front of his body. It's from my house. "

"People in my family always miss you." Grand Central Emperor smiled. His whole body was surrounded by a golden aura, and he was giving off the aura of a king of the mortal world. I feel it. "

Meng Fan slowly raised his arm, facing the bow, he opened his fingers.

The bow immediately trembled and flew towards Meng Fan.

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon held onto its broken shoulder, seeing Meng Fan spread open his fingers, it shouted: "Don't let him hold the bow!"

Without any hesitation, Luo Wumei's small body shattered the ground and charged straight at Meng Fan!

Grand Central Emperor did not hesitate either.

His figure flashed. Instead of advancing, he retreated and charged towards Luo Wumei!

Bang!

The two fists collided!

Grand Central Emperor 's body shook violently. His yellow robe was torn as his flesh and blood were split open. He was unable to block Luo Wumei's punch at all.

The instant the two collided, Grand Central Emperor was forced to continuously retreat by the huge force. The speed at which he retreated was almost the same as when he first arrived.

But after retreating ten steps, Grand Central Emperor 's speed slowed down and Luo Wumei's speed also slowed down.

When they were about ten zhang away from Meng Fan, a bright firework bloomed behind Grand Central Emperor !

Amidst the fireworks, there was a bustling world!

Grand Central Emperor inserted his feet into the ground.

He stopped.

Luo Wumei stopped walking as well.

She was somewhat stunned.

Looking at Grand Central Emperor , it was completely unimaginable that someone under undying could block her fist.

She thought only Meng Fan could do it.

However, this was nothing.

In order to block this punch of hers, Grand Central Emperor had already expended a lot of effort. His physical body had already ruptured, so Luo Wumei did not hesitate to throw another punch!

"Be careful!"

The Eight Legged Flood Dragon suddenly shouted.

Luo Wumei was stunned for a moment.

She could vaguely see that in another direction, a black spherical object had appeared.

This object was impossible to see through at a glance. It was incomparably mysterious, as if tens of thousands of Laws were gathered within it.

However, since she had already struck out, there was no time to retract her punch.0

The punch continued.

Three feet away from Grand Central Emperor , two feet, one foot, one inch...

Bang!

It hit.

However …

The punch was caught.

The one receiving this punch was not Grand Central Emperor .

Unknowingly, Grand Central Emperor had disappeared. A giant man who was several tens of feet tall held Luo Wumei's fist with his hand that was like a wheel.

After that punch, the mountain-like giant trembled violently and retreated seven steps before stopping, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The giant stretched out his palm, wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth, grinned and said, "Good enough."

On the side, Grand Central Emperor , who was pushed away by the giant at a crucial moment, smiled.

The giant turned around.

He looked at Meng Fan, who was sitting on the floor.

Meng Fan also laughed.

"Zhan Tian."

"Old Meng."

Buzz …

Meng Fan, who was still holding his hand, grasped the bow.

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