Word, for the soul of all things.

Writing words, crying and howling, because the Qi of heaven and earth is no longer mysterious, can be inherited and understood.

The power of words is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Meng fan was involved in it. Even if he was involved, it was difficult for him to stand still. He could only bombard the torrent of words with vigorous force, but it was of no help. It was difficult to destroy a billion trillion words.

Even the meaning of emptiness is suppressed!

The power of terror is enough to suppress the true meaning of the Tao. Although Meng fan only fully understands the meaning of heaven and the true meaning of creation, he is still shocked at the meaning of emptiness.

Blink of an eye, rolling text torrent, not just besieged Meng fan, began to attack, impact!

Even if Meng fan's vigour was surging, he was also torn apart by such a huge impact. After that, the yitrillion characters began to impact his body, leaving traces.

Meng fan's body, however, has been reshaped by the true meaning of nature and the will of heaven.

At the moment, there are brand marks on his body.

It's all written!

Dao can be Dao, extraordinary Dao All things come and go Reincarnation of life and death And so on, or red hot, or cold as frost, carved on his skin, it seems that can never be erased.

With these marks, his body began to become slow and dull, his vitality was torn, his laws were blocked, and he became more and more rigid.

"Literary inquisition."

Looking at Meng fan, he whispered, "what a powerful means."

At the moment, the hundred saints president, constantly urged the text torrent, but his mouth and nose, also constantly outflow blood.

At this moment, his vitality, essence and blood are burning wildly, driving the pillar of his original martial arts.

Even if it is the strength of hundreds of thousands of students, his loss is amazing!

Enough time for a stick of incense!

Billion trillion characters disappeared.

But it is not broken, but after being destroyed half by Meng fan, the rest are all branded on his body!

At this moment, you can't see any skin or body of Meng fan. It's completely covered by various words. Even in his eyes, there are words. Those words are extremely detailed and are ten thousand times smaller than the head of a mole ant, making Meng fan a "monument of knowledge".

President Bai Sheng's whole body relaxed and took a long breath: "all the classics of Baisheng College Hundreds of thousands of years of accumulation It's gone... "

His voice, shaking.

Baisheng college, one of the eight pavilions of the purple light Empire, is the highest institution of learning. All the books in the world should be transcribed and stored in Baisheng college. How can the accumulated classics be calculated with only one hundred million? What's more, countless students recite among them. How amazing is the power of humanistic culture?

But at the moment, in order to trap Meng fan, the dean of Baisheng has exerted the most powerful literary inquisition. Half of the classics of Baisheng college were smashed by Meng fan, and the remaining half were branded on him and locked him.

"words are the essence of humanity, but this is nothing. The purple empire will be stronger than ever, and swallow up the world's humanity. Baisheng college will have words beyond what time is!" Two Jue Ping Wang Lang voice, at this moment, his eyes are full of excited light.

Because Meng fan is completely locked up! Still.

The emperor of Wanyu, who was awed by the imperial army of purple light as soon as he left the pass, was finally subdued.

"That's good That's good... "

President Bai Sheng sat in the void, closed his eyes, motionless, breathing very slightly.

"Master Bai Sheng is exhausted." Two Jue Pingwang said: "send him back to the purple light empire!"

In the wake of such a terrible torrent of words, Dean Bai Sheng exhausted all his strength. At the same time, many of the hundreds of thousands of students in the Academy coughed blood and even fainted.

With a wave of his hand, the master of the golden palace entered the passageway leading to the hundred saints college, and then the passage was closed.

Two Jue Pingwang took a look at it, and it has become the trial king of the sword.

Needless to say, at this moment is the king of justice with a powerful sword. He rises from the sky and stabs Meng fan's eyebrows with the most powerful force!

Bang!

One hand, grab the blade.

Two Jue Pingwang, the gold palace Lord, are suddenly surprised.

Meng fan, who has been branded with countless characters all over his body, has actually moved!

Although this time, his action is just to lift his left arm and hold the blade. After holding it, the flesh and blood of his left arm began to be broken continuously. With the breaking, the words imprinted on the flesh and blood skin went deep again and penetrated into his meridians and bones.

But under the blockade of Baisheng college, they can still move their arms. Who is not surprised?

A pair of eyes, which are also full of all kinds of words, gently turn and look at the two Jue Pingwang.

"Cut him off!"Two Jue Pingwang said coldly.

Judging the king of heaven, he continued to exert his strength. The blade of the sword constantly swept across the body of Meng fan, from the palm, to the arm, to the shoulder, to the chest, to the neck, to the head.

Every inch of flesh and blood is broken.

And when broken, the infinite text, also in-depth, deep into the bone, the death of all his power blockade.

Boom!

A loud noise, purple light world, two figures fierce collision, it is the ancient emperor, and a very tall woman!

The king Ping of liangjue and the master of the golden palace all cast their eyes.

Before, the ancient emperor was also rapidly attacking the core of the purple light world, but he did not have Meng fan's empty means. He completely broke through the layers of space and array with the power of tyranny. At the moment, he was very close to the core of the purple light world. The encirclement and suppression of more than a dozen gods could not stop him.

However, a tall woman stopped him.

This woman, with a delicate face and a pink robe, is obviously lovely and moving. However, the fierce anger in her eyes, the ferocious face and the breath released from her whole body make people dare not look directly at her.

It's the king of undead!

The king of immortal spirit, who was trampled by Meng fan's foot before, was hanged like a dog. At this moment, however, it is a completely different person.

Two Jue Pingwang saw it and snorted: "seeing that the victory and defeat have been divided, have you finally released the final card, the physical body of the ancient sage king? It's also true that the ancient emperor is a giant of Wanyu who is as high as Meng fan. If he comes to kill Meng fan, he will be obstructed! "

Between the words, finally released the most powerful card, the Immortal King of the flesh of the ancient holy king, and the ancient emperor had fought thousands of times!

Obviously, it can be seen that even if the biggest card is released, the king of the immortal spirit is still not the opponent of the ancient emperor in all kinds of strength, and is suppressed. However, no matter how the king of the immortal spirit has suffered from the attack of the ancient emperor, there are no scars on his body. Even if there are some small wounds, he will recover in a blink of an eye.

The ancient emperor said coldly: "the way of puppet, all your other flesh bodies are ordinary God King's flesh, but only this one is so terrible. What kind of body is this? So strong and unbreakable? "

"Can you know the origin of the body of the ancient king?" The Immortal King's voice was colder and filled with incomparable anger. It was a great shame that Meng fan had been defeated by Meng fan before: "Meng fan has been bound by the old man's literary prison. Judging that boy has become a sword of judgment. He will surely die. In this case, the two biggest giants in Wanyu, I have won you for thousands of years!"

In the roar, the king of immortal spirit rushed up, collided with the ancient emperor, and went back.

The ancient emperor Lenghun: "this body can be called powerful. He must be a terrible God King before his life. If he is still alive, he is qualified to fight against me. But you are just a guy who steals the body. You are no different from a poor hermit crab. You are weak. You can only rely on the shell of other creatures to protect yourself, and also want to entangle me?"

This speech, let not die king, complexion scarlet, is angry to the extreme.

The ancient emperor was the oldest overlord in the world. No matter how powerful he was, or what he said, he was absolutely tricky. He immediately and thoroughly angered the Immortal King, who was already extremely popular. He let her ignore it and attack crazily.

Although an Immortal King could not completely entangle the ancient emperor, he delayed his steps, and the rest of the gods approached one after another.

"Suppress the ancient emperor!" Two Jue Ping Wang roared.

At this time, Meng fan's flesh and blood were stripped off.

The sword of trial is cutting deeper and deeper.

The ancient emperor looked up and saw that he wanted to make a move. However, in front of him was the king of immortal spirits who had turned out the largest number of cards and many gods who had been constantly coming. He could not help but roar: "Meng fan! If you die in my hands

But he roared, but there was no response.

Meng fan, completely turned into a monument of knowledge, except for the lack of any flesh and skin, only the skeleton of the palm of the hand can be simple movements, and seize the sword edge of the judgment sword, and can do nothing.

But at this time!

That trillion words brand, suddenly, some light.

The king's and the king's eyes were not clear.

The master of the golden palace immediately stepped forward and spread out his palms. Immediately there was a tiny golden pagoda floating out of his palm.

It is a tower like the shape of the word "gold". It has a regular shape, perfect proportion and incomparable smoothness. Even if you look at it with the most meticulous God King's eyes, you can't see any irregularity.

As soon as he shook his hand, the tower in the shape of "gold" swelled and became as huge as mountains and rivers.

One of the eight pavilions, the leader of the golden palace, also wants to use his most powerful means to help judge the king of heaven and kill Meng fan together!

All of a sudden.

The whole Wanyu was suddenly shocked.

This shock, can be called the absolute shaking of the earth and mountains, every place in the world, all felt.All of them, in an instant, separated a spirit, slightly distracted, and looked in the direction of shaking.

A huge ark, falling from the sky.

On the ark.

Standing is the old man Qixuan.

There are also forty gods.

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