Lin Fan finally got to that realm after breaking the mirror.

That is the ultimate peak that can be reached in the current era, and it is the ceiling in the realm of cultivation.

Although Lin Fan's combat power has long reached this level, it always makes people feel that it is not the same thing, but it is different at this time.

The real seven-level position in charge of the Divine Court is far more terrifying than Lin Fan's real combat power.

But soon, all the spirits trembled.

Just because one disaster has just subsided, another disaster has arisen again!

The little young god passed through the tribulation.

It is also a seven-level disaster!

The father and son both broke the mirror and became the ancestor level of the seventh realm on the same day. This kind of thing is probably unprecedented, and it is truly unprecedented.

...

"Can the Taoist fruit condensed?" Lin Fan looked at Xiao Nuo.

Xiao Nuo nodded, and his Taoist fruit floated out from his eyebrows, allowing Lin Fan to wait and see for a while.

This is a red shore flower that is the size of a thumb. This is Xiao Nuo’s Taoist fruit. Lin Fan could feel the terrifying rules contained in this Taoist fruit that is less than the size of a thumb. If it is released, it will definitely crush the world and the galaxy.

Lin Fan was slightly silent. After breaking through the seven realms, he felt that the road ahead was even more confused. How should he continue to walk?

This is a big problem.

Without Tao fruit, how can we become the Tao of cultivation?

"Father, why not to sacrifice your soul body to become the fruit of Taoism?" Xiao Nuo suggested, and he frowned and said, "The strength of my father's soul can crush all the masters in the starry sky. Moreover, since it is a broken road, it is better to try boldly."

"I have thought about it this way, but it's too difficult." Lin Fan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry or nervous about me. I will think and summarize a path that suits me."

The stars are calmer.

There was no storm. Strictly speaking, since the Divine Court took over the Three Thousand Realms, even all kinds of sins have been reduced to the minimum.

It is because Xiao Wu and Xiao Tian are not idle at all and do not rub sand in their eyes. If they catch the crime, they will be very miserable. After stripping hundreds of evil people alive under the starry sky, they will shock those villains.

Now, Lin Fan and his son broke the mirror and became an ancestor-level creature of the seventh realm on the same day, which would even shock the starry sky.

This made countless people grateful for the power of the Divine Court. The lower the level, the more grateful the Divine Court.

Time passed peacefully and smoothly.

...

"Brother Lin."

On this day, Chen Xuandong found Lin Fan, and he had a book that was about to be eaten by insects.

Lin Fan opened his eyes slightly and looked at Chen Xuandong.

For eighty years, he has sat in the formation of the sky, thinking hard about how to walk ahead, without moving at all.

He just deduced tens of thousands of ways to move forward, but he eventually cut off himself.

"Come and see if the records in this book are true or false." Chen Xuandong was very excited, and even his eyes were a little red.

Lin Fan frowned and looked at: "Are these...the four swords of Zhu Xian?"

Chen Xuandong nodded fiercely: "It is the four swords of Zhuxian, but I don't know whether it is true or false."

Lin Fan's heart was overturned.

Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian, and trap the immortal!

Isn’t this a legend that exists on the water blue planet where he lives?

Why is there still such a legend in this world?

Moreover, it is recorded in a heavy and detailed manner on this book that is about to turn into ashes. This book has a long history and is probably calculated with the Era. It is compiled from the secondary mother gold, but it is not the same at this time and is about to rot.

"I don't know either." Lin Fan answered honestly.

At this moment, he was in a state of great emotion.

Is this a coincidence of myths, or is it that someone once had a messy time and space like him, leaving a certain legend in an unknowable time and space, which led to the appearance of this myth in two different systems and unrelated worlds.

"Then can we ask Sister Qingyue? Or brother and sister Mengxue?" Chen Xuandong smiled: "If this thing is true and can be found by my divine court in the end, it will be of great use in the realm war that will definitely happen."

Everyone reunited eighty years later.

But Hua Mengxue's condition seemed to be getting worse and worse. In the past eighty years, she has only rarely appeared in the coffin a few times, and she has been sleeping for the rest of the time.

"The Four Swords of Zhu Xian..."

Hua Mengxue whispered, as if she was thinking about it, looking through the fragments of memory buried deep in the sea of ​​souls.

"Hao Xiang has heard of it. He was called the No. 1 God, and was eventually held by his four disciples." Hua Mengxue said, "Of course, this is just a rumor."

"The First God!"

Lin Fan's heart tightened!

This is almost the same as the legend on Earth.

On the water-blue planet, the four swords of Zhu Xian came from the ancestor Hongjun.

And in this world, it comes from the First God.

No need to think too much, just these three words "The First God" already represent everything.

"Is the so-called first god good or bad?" Lin Fan asked.

Hua Mengxue had no sound for a long time, and then she sneered for a long time: "This is a legend. It is hard to say whether this character exists or not. How can I know the good or bad? Moreover, as far as I think, creatures at that level have long lost the right or wrong mind, and I am afraid they only want to be happy."

Lin Fan was silent.

Good luck.

He has been asking for it but cannot get it.

It seems simple and casual pursuit, but in fact, it is too difficult.

"These four handles do exist." Zhuiyue kept holding the Shu Jian that Chen Xuandong found from that horn; her eyes were tightly nailed to a long sword on it. She looked up and looked at Lin Fan, and said with a trembling trembling: "Husband, don't you think this sword is very familiar?"

Lin Fan looked along Qingyue's fingers and suddenly his pupils shrank!

"It's the sword in your hand!" Lin Fan exclaimed!

Yes.

Exactly the same.

The sword of Killing Immortal Records recorded in the book is no different from Qingyue's sword.

"No, if it is really a sword of killing immortals, shouldn't it be human blocking and killing Buddha blocking and killing Buddha? Why is there only this little power?"

But soon, Lin Fan frowned.

You know, the sword in Qingyue's hand is indeed very strong.

But it has not been used for thousands of years, just because the sword has gradually failed to keep up with the Divine Court facing the increasingly powerful enemy, so even though Qingyue is difficult to give up, it is still left behind in the end.

"You said... is it possible that my father and mother sealed the power of this sword?" Qingyue looked at Lin Fan.

This is too likely!

Just like when Lin Fan first refined a heavenly spear with his mother's gold sacrifice to Wudi, he still chose to seal most of his power.

As gods, how could they not know this truth?

"Please come out and take a look." Lin Fan spoke quickly.

The appearance of the sword attracted everyone's attention. It was so similar that even the curve of the sword body at the most subtle point was exactly the same.

"Qingluan, Canhong." Lin Fan narrowed his expression slightly. He took Canhong and tried his best to urge him. He slashed at Qingyue's sword with one sword.

"No!"

Qingyue screamed.

Regardless of whether this sword is a slaughter or not, it is very precious to her. It is a treasure left to her by her mother, and she is reluctant to suffer any damage.
Chapter completed!