Chapter 632

Name:The Supreme Hegemony Author:hu mou
"My friend, according to the Convention, when the black fog of the cosmic abyss completely converges, it will open. At that time, it's time for us to snatch the seeds of the universe. Don't rush to do it, so as not to stimulate the cosmic abyss, okay?"

Just then, a clear voice came. Zhuge Pang nodded and agreed.

Up to now, Zhuge Pang has not figured out how to rescue, and even he can't clearly capture the breath of the three masters.

As time went by, the rouge fairy never arrived. It seemed that she failed when she was about to succeed. Naturally, this was not the concern of Zhuge's leader. He had been waiting for further guidance from the cracked tripod.

"Little guy... About a hundred years later, when the abyss of the universe opens, you have a very short time to rush into it. Remember, as soon as possible, once you enter it, you can see three figures suppressing a light curtain. You will try your best to urge your weapons and shake a master with your strength!"

Finally, the cracked tripod pronounced again, intermittently, a very old feeling.

After receiving these messages, Zhuge Pang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He simply sat cross legged and waited quietly.

Time passed slowly, and the black fog in the abyss of the universe became lighter and lighter. It was converged by it. A terrible atmosphere was brewing. There were eight figures, including Zhuge Pang, ready to go. Each one was extraordinary, like a dragon and a phoenix among people.

The black fog is getting thinner and thinner, but the whole scene is becoming more and more dignified, because everyone has accumulated enough strength to prepare for the outbreak and compete for the perfect seed of the universe!

A thin and white man in a broad black robe, long black hair and white face. His eyes are faint and green, and his whole body has a real evil smell. This is the little master of blood bat. His strength is strange and terrible!

A ferocious man, wearing bronze armor, with naked muscles and muscles, like a dragon, showed the explosive power to destroy everything. There seemed to be biyingying cold electricity flashing in his pupils, and a powerful momentum suddenly filled the air. Although the whole man didn't move at all, he was as towering as a mountain, killing Li Han. This is the descendant of heaven's blood bully!

A woman, like a peerless witch, is breathtaking and beautiful like a demon. She has a broken face and a tall and graceful posture. In particular, she is dressed in a five-color gauze. Her snow-white body wriggles gently in it, which is an unspeakable temptation. There seems to be petals of peach blossoms scattered in the void around him, making him charming with a trace of holiness, just like the goddess of heaven and earth, unattainable. This is little butterfly.

A man who shaves his eyebrows into his temples is carrying a sword. He exudes fierce sword Qi all the time. There is a smell of breaking through the void, pointing directly at his heart and preaching eternal life. This is sword 13.

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In addition to Zhuge Pang, there are seven people gathered in the abyss of the universe, each of whom is the absolute pride of heaven. Among these people, the only one who attracts Zhuge's attention is a man who is like a purple sun hanging in the air, with great flame and extraordinary power. Although he is very calm, he gives people a feeling of swallowing mountains and rivers, but his expression is cold and heartless, There is a suffocating sense of oppression.

The son of Hongmeng is surrounded by the purple Qi of Hongmeng, which swallows mountains and rivers for thousands of miles!

Zhuge Pang pays attention to him because the purple sun floating above his head is too domineering and terrible. The breath seems to exist for hundreds of millions of years, with an unpredictable majesty. It seems that once it breaks out, it will be the sun and the moon, and the mountains and rivers will lose color.

"Master, it's a powerful defense chaos treasure. However, he doesn't really recognize the Lord, so it won't burst out too powerful power. You must take it. Although my attack power is amazing, my defense ability is far inferior to it."

At the moment, Xiaoguang in the sky turning seal is very excited and explains to Zhuge Pang. It is precisely because of his explanation that Zhuge Pang pays more attention to the purple sun on the head of Hongmeng's son. It is worthy of being a treasure of chaos. Indeed, it is very arrogant!

"With my strength, I'm afraid it's difficult to snatch a chaotic treasure. However, if I can use the power of the cracked tripod, I think the opportunity will be much greater!" thinking so, Zhuge Pang provoked a smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Elder, elder, I have a request..."

Just do it. Zhuge Pang kept asking for the power belonging to the cracked tripod in his body. Finally, he got a response: "well, greedy little guy, I promised. I must succeed in shaking a master, otherwise, everything will be floating clouds!"

When Zhuge Pang was staring at the son of Hongmeng, the famous genius also stared at Zhuge Pang, because he felt a familiar breath in Zhuge Pang, which is a unique threat of chaos treasure. Since it appeared in Zhuge Pang, it can only explain one thing, that is, he also has a chaos treasure! The son of Hongmeng hardly considered whether Zhuge Pang had refined the supreme treasure of chaos. When he thought about his evil spirit against the sky, he was still a little short of refining the Hongmeng purple sun above his head. How could others succeed?

Unfortunately, he still overestimates himself.

Time passed slowly. Finally, all the black fog was swallowed up, and the whole vast cosmic abyss vibrated, and the void cracked everywhere. Three kinds of noble and immortal breath burst out, and came out at the bottom of the cosmic abyss.

Three perfect cosmic seeds are coming!

At this moment, everyone has made a posture of being ready. Once the perfect cosmic seed rushes out, they will launch the most ferocious competition!

"Right now!"

For a long time, Zhuge Pang did not wait like others, but his ferocious body flashed into the void, and the next moment, he rushed into the abyss of the universe.

"Die!"

He was so fierce that he immediately surprised the other seven people and shocked them one by one. However, seeing that the other party was so desperate to seize the opportunity, they naturally wouldn't sit idly by. They roared and attacked Zhuge Pang repeatedly to stop his pace.

"Get back!"

The descendant of heaven's blood bully roared. He was tall and upright. He had an arrogant spirit. His golden hair was thick and his eyes were very frightening. Suddenly, he hit a fist. He was unmatched and ferocious, giving rise to a strong sense of despair.

"Boom..."

With a terrible blow, he rushed to Zhuge Pang.

"Want to fight for it? You don't have a chance!"

The sword 13 who was carrying the sword drank violently, and the sword in his hand suddenly shot. This is a peerless sword. The pure cyan sword body has no luster, and is full of a strange and overbearing feeling. It is like a dragon and snake turning over and suddenly stabbing Zhuge Pang. This sword is a killing sword!

"Dong!"

Another genius made a move. A startling God's awn tore the world. It was a golden long gun. The soul of people with golden spear spikes was about to be torn. The terrible sharp killing gas was surging and the killing gas was surging!

"The light of flying fairy!"

Little butterfly made a move. Her long sleeves fluttered and her green silk danced. She flew over like a Lingbo fairy. It seems to be unparalleled. However, she is blooming with a kind of light. It is too beautiful and bright. It is like going to be eclosic and rise. These lights rushed to Zhuge Pang.

"Boom..."

Hongmeng's son also shot. His whole body was as purple as the tide and his breath was as wanton as the ocean. This was an invincible general trend. It seemed that countless huge worlds were rotating with the palm of his hand, pulsating and resonating with him. His long hair was scattered, his eyes were cold, and there was a momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.