Chapter 512 This Involves the Avenue of Time

"You're welcome. It's my honor to contribute to the last hope of the human race." Meng Fan said seriously.

This is not politeness or anything, it is really what he really thinks.

As I said, although he is not from the Hongxuan World, he is still a human.

He really doesn't want to see the scene of the human race being destroyed by the demons. This is too cruel!

The Human King sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the Hongqi Sword in both hands, with a solemn face.

Not only was his face extremely solemn, but his eyes looking at the Hongqi Sword were also extremely complicated. The most outrageous thing was that among these complicated emotions, there was a hint of familiarity and recollection.

It was as if he had seen this Hongqi Sword before.

It was just that he was looking down at the sword at this moment, so Meng Fan didn't see such a complicated emotion in the eyes of the Human King.

Otherwise, he would think that the Human King was crazy again.

Not only did he regard himself as his master, but he also regarded the Red Qi Sword as his master's sword?

Meng Fan stood not far away, just quietly watching the Human King examining his Red Qi Sword.

In fact, there was nothing to be nervous or worried about, because he knew very well that an existence of the level of the Human King would not embezzle such a magic sword as his.

It's like worrying that a billionaire will snatch the hundred yuan in your hand. Is it possible?

If a hundred yuan fell on the ground, the billionaires would not pick it up.

Because the hand sanitizer and towels in the rich man's house may cost more than a hundred yuan each time.

This hundred yuan on the ground is dirty!

But even if you think so, it is really difficult for you to let Meng Fan be completely at ease.

After all After all, this "billionaire" did borrow "one hundred yuan" from him.

So although Meng Fan did not urge the Human King, he stood aside and watched silently, and did not leave.

In the center of the secret room, the Human King, who was still sitting cross-legged, suddenly stretched out his finger and wiped his forehead.

A drop of blood squeezed out from his forehead and floated in the air.

What surprised Meng Fan was that this drop of blood was actually golden.

I can only say that the boss is worthy of being a boss. Even the blood that flows out is so impressive. It looks very extraordinary.

This drop of golden blood, suspended in the air, emits a dazzling golden light. At the same time, an unparalleled oppressive force appears, squeezing the surrounding space.

It's as if this space can't bear this drop of blood and is about to be torn apart.

A drop of blood, The void was about to collapse under the pressure. This method and this breath were simply unimaginable to Meng Fan.

The strongest existence he had seen before was the head of the sect, and he had indeed seen the head of the sect take action.

Secondly, Master Lin was also very strong. He had personally seen the master holding the demon-suppressing sword and suppressing a group of big men.

But compared with the drop of blood in front of him, it was still a small witch meeting a big witch.

It was just a drop of blood, but it had such a terrifying pressure. It was hard for Meng Fan to imagine how terrifying it would be if this human king took action with all his strength?

Thinking of this, Meng Fan was immediately full of respect for this human king.

Respecting the strong is a necessary quality for every cultivator.

Of course, the premise cannot be the enemy.

At the same time, the Hongqi sword in the hands of the human king also floated up, flush with the drop of blood, reflecting each other.

An indescribable breath, or an indescribable power, appeared in this secret room. Meng Fan could vaguely guess that this was the power of space.

Although he was far from touching the power of space, he had been teleported several times before, so he could barely guess it.

Of course, it was just a guess!

To say that he could sense the power of space was just bragging.

The Human King, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly had a trace of blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

What surprised Meng Fan was that the blood at the corner of his mouth was actually red this time.

It seemed that the Human King was also a normal person, and his blood was also red. The drop of blood squeezed out of his brow before was also unusual, and it must have cost a lot.

Just as Meng Fan thought so, all the seven orifices of the Human King began to bleed.

Immediately afterwards, the wound on his brow that had not yet healed, once again had golden blood flowing out.

If the previous drop of golden blood was squeezed out by the Human King actively, this time it was passive and helpless bleeding.

Very miserable!

"Human King, are you okay?" Meng Fan asked with some concern.

But he could only ask this helplessly, and he did not dare to make any rash moves.

He knew his position very well. If he dared to mess with the Human King, he would not be able to help him at all, and would only drag him down.

It is important for people to know themselves, and never be a burden!

The Human King, who was sitting cross-legged, did not answer Meng Fan. He looked miserable at the moment, so he naturally would not respond to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan probably guessed what the Human King was doing. Although he thought he was right about his guess, it was difficult to understand.

He thought that the Human King could not connect to other human worlds before because he could not locate other human worlds.

And what the Human King was doing at the moment was to use the Hongqi Sword to locate the Tianyuan World.

As for why the Hongqi Sword was used instead of the Moyu Sword or the Chiyang Sword, Meng Fan also had an immature guess.

That was related to Hongqi!

Hongqi was once the sword spirit of the Hongqi Sword. Although she had reshaped her body into a human, she still had an inexplicable connection with the Hongqi Sword, and this connection could not be cut off.

Meng Fan's guesses were extremely reliable, and he felt that they were almost accurate.

But the question was, how did this Human King know all this?

After thinking it over, Meng Fan felt that there was only one explanation.

That was that the Human King had a great cultivation and amazing eyesight, and he saw that he was not from this world, and he sensed that the Hongqi Sword had an inexplicable connection with the Hongqi of the Tianyuan World.

This possibility was very high. After all, it was normal for a cultivator who was much more powerful than the head of the sect and comparable to an immortal to see through him.

Regardless of whether this was the case, Meng Fan could only convince himself in this way.

Gradually, Meng Fan sensed that the breath of the Tianyuan World did appear faintly on the Hongqi Sword.

He would not be wrong about this. There was an essential difference between the breath of the Tianyuan World and the Hongxuan World.

From this point of view, the Human King seemed to have really located the position of the Tianyuan World through the Hongqi Sword. At this moment, the Hongqi Sword seemed to have become a coordinate-like existence.

Meng Fan smiled bitterly in his heart. He was really confused and lost now.

Could this illusion really be so real?

Although he was unwilling to admit it subconsciously, Meng Fan had already vaguely understood that this might not really be an illusion.

He might have really come to a certain era belonging to the Hongxuan World countless years ago through some inexplicable means.

This...

was too outrageous, because it involved the avenue of time.