Nine hundred and seventy-one urgent

There is no doubt that the traditional fortune is extremely powerful, and this has been verified for thousands and thousands of years.

Before that, people only knew that the sky was powerful, but they didn't know how powerful it was.

Even if it is Wang Meng, the biggest opponent in his heart is Tiandao, frankly speaking, it is not vain, with this kind of mentality, Wang Meng will definitely die.

But the Ming people took the first step and warned Wang Meng with death.

In this battle, Wang Meng is not for himself, there are too many people!

For everything in the Holy Church, the people with the background and experience of the Ming people are the most desired, if the person who saved him back then was not the head of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, but Xue Zhongnan's past, how could the current Ming people not be another Wang Meng.

Fate makes people.

In his bones, the Ming people, like the Heavenly Spirit, are all longing for the way of the Holy Church, longing for recognition, but in the end they went to the opposite path.

Zhao Lingxuan got these information from Yang Ying, in the Holy Mountain Hall, there were thousands of monks, these were all the top forces representing the Little Thousand Realms, and the sect masters of the top sects of the Little Thousand Realms were qualified to come.

Everyone looked at the pillar of light that reached the sky, this was the belief of the gods, the only place where they could ascend.

In the main hall, the hundred elders of the core of the Star Alliance quietly waited for Zhao Lingxuan to communicate with the gods.

After Wang Meng came, no one doubted that this was the only true god who had ever descended from the Little Thousand Realms in the past ten thousand years, and he had walked out from their Little Thousand Realms.

When Zhao Lingxuan woke up from meditation, the others also opened their eyes, and when they prayed together, Zhao Lingxuan could hear it, and they could hear it.

It's no secret that the Three Realms are gone.

There is no need for strife among the cultivators of the small thousand realms, even if it reaches the top, what is it?

Above the small thousand worlds, there are middle thousand worlds, and there are big thousand worlds!

The Great Thousand Worlds is the apex of the monks.

And now, their gods. Finally descended on the Great Thousand Realms, and wanted to fight with the strongest demon god in the Great Thousand Realms.

Akito died in battle.

Who the Ming people are, everyone in the small thousand world knows it, just like everyone knows Wang Meng.

Many people think that in fact, Mingren is stronger than Wang Meng, because he is the first to soar, and during the Anti-Demon War, Mingren's performance was also flawless.

It's just that compared to Wang Meng, the Ming people are more casual.

Mingren flew directly to the world. Kill the demigods in seconds, invincible, but still can't escape defeat in the face of the demon god delusion.

Now, it's Wang Meng's turn.

In this world, only Wang Meng can fight against the sky. What the Great Thousand Realms will look like towards the Ascending Beings, everyone is already completely clear, if Wang Meng is defeated, the Ascending Masses will become the furnace of the monks of the Great Thousand Realms, and in the future, even if the Ascending Road is opened, once they ascend. Hell will be faced.

But if you don't ascend, then what's the point of practice?

This battle is related to the fate of countless monks in the Little Thousand Realm.

What people want to live is a hope!

Zhao Lingxuan stood up. She saw the battle intent in the eyes of the others.

The door of the temple opened, and the light was shining, and Zhao Lingxuan flew out with the elders of the Star Alliance, suspended above the temple.

And in the Holy Mountain. Countless monks are waiting.

"In the highest immortal realm, all the immortals are encircling and suppressing our ascending people. They're going to wipe us out!"

Zhao Lingxuan's voice spread all over the Holy Mountain, and all the monks were silent when they landed, they had just become clear about the existence of the Three Realms, and the highest place, that is, the Great Thousand Realms, was also the legendary Immortal Realm.

"Delusion, the strongest of the immortals, is slaughtering our senior brother, senior sister, they want to cut off our hope of ascension!"

Zhao Lingxuan's voice was sad, but full of fighting spirit, "We are at the bottom of the cultivation realm, but we are by no means cowards!"

In the Small Thousand Realms, the blood of the monks is burning, even if they are at the bottom of the Cultivation Realm, they are still qualified to stand at the peak of the Great Thousand Realms.

And now, Wang Meng is doing it, not Wang Meng's business alone, but representing the entire small thousand worlds.

"If they want to fight, we will fight them to the end!"

Zhao Lingxuan's voice spread throughout the entire Little Thousand Realms, this is a frenzy!

Never underestimate the awakening of a weakling!

When they want to resist, the determination and strength are unstoppable by anyone.

What Zhao Lingxuan wants is the strength of this united city, she can't help anything else, and she doesn't know how to support her brothers and sisters in the depths of the Great Thousand Realms, Mingren's death in battle is definitely a major blow to her, in her opinion, Mingren is an existence as against the sky as Wang Meng, and he will never die.

However, if the Ming people lose, the next one is Wang Meng, and the only thing that Xiaoqianjie can help is faith.

While I don't know what these beliefs are for, at least it's a form of support and determination.

This battle is a last-time battle for the small thousand worlds.

If you win, you will be reborn, and if you lose, the small thousand worlds will fall into darkness, sometimes, not knowing that it is indeed better than knowing happiness, when you don't know that there is an upper realm, you don't think too much, but now everyone knows that it is useless to deceive yourself.

The Church has never lacked bravery.

Nearly dozens of times the power of faith continued to concentrate towards the temple.

In the Middle Thousand Realm, Ma Tian'er also received the situation, and everyone was waiting for her, including the people of the Forbidden Group, who never dreamed that the Upper Realm could still contact the Little Thousand Realm like this.

When Ma Tian'er opened her eyes, the eyes of the people in the room were staring at her, looking at her with blank eyes, Ma Tian'er's expression was very serious, and everyone's mood was also very nervous.

Seeing that Ma Tian'er was about to speak, Zhou Qian hurriedly waved his hand, "There must be good news and bad news, let's say okay first, let's take a breath first." ”

"The good news is that Wang Meng's ascension has successfully entered the Great Thousand Realm!"

Everyone was relieved, especially the people in the taboo group showed admiration, they had all tried Fengshentai, but the root was useless, it represented death, it was good to be able to fly out more than ten meters without getting lost, and Wang Meng could really reach the other side.

"It's already soaring, what else, what is the Great Thousand Realms like, is it dangerous?" Luo Feng asked curiously.

Luo Feng is the most popular elder now, handsome and generous, and often uses treasures to seduce talented disciples to join, which makes other elders quite helpless.

Ma Tian'er's expression became serious, "Mingren...... Die. ”

In an instant, the faces of the Templars were shocked.

“...... How is this possible!" Somin muttered.

Although they are opponents, they are also the most admired opponents of the Templars, and they know each other too well, even if everyone else dies, it will not be the turn of the Akito.

"Who is Mingren?" asked Immortal and curious.

"If there is anyone in this world who can be compared to Wang Meng, that person is the Ming people, our Holy Church has reversed the existence of the world, and the Ming people are the first to ascend to the Great Thousand Realms. ”

"The Ming people are rampant in the Great Thousand Realms, and the demigods can't stop him, the demon god has entered the world, this is the strongest person in the Great Thousand Realms for thousands of years, it is said that he has become a god a hundred years ago, but he didn't expect that there still exist in the Great Thousand Realms, and the Ming Senior Brother did not block it, and a month later, it was the battle between him and Wang Meng. ”

Ma Tian'er said quietly, this is the most difficult battle, and the time left for Wang Meng is too short.

"Damn, this guy is really a god, don't be ashamed, how long has Wang Meng been flying, this will go straight to war???"

The drunken scholar scolded as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't have the demeanor of a master at all, even if he was him, if someone from the small thousand realms came up, it would be impossible not to give people time to show their strength.

didn't give Wang Meng time to prepare at all.