This kind of words are too arrogant.

From ancient times to the present, practitioners should be like the sands of the Ganges River, countless.

But how many people dare to target gods?

There are not many people.

It is because that realm is myth, and most of the time belongs to legends and myths. Except for specific eras, there is no god in this world.

But now, some people say bluntly that even gods are just short-term goals, not the ultimate dream pursued in this life.

Just like, this realm of gods is just a mountain that is difficult to climb on the way forward of this group of people.

"Okay, I'll finish talking nonsense. I'm saying so much today. I just tell you, don't worry."

Lin Long sighed and said, "You want to end this battle as soon as possible, but Lin Fan is even louder. Don't forget that his woman is still in the chaos world, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a matter of not being able to protect her."

"We will wait." Wu Jian looked stern: "Wait until Brother Lin is sure and confident, then he will do his best to flatten the heavenly clan."

Lin Long smiled slightly: "Let's go, we know what we should do, and we should try our best to contact us as little as possible in the future."

Li Guang's eyes were slightly deeper.

Lin Long sighed: "There is no way. After all, this place is chaos. No one knows what will happen tomorrow. I must not believe you brothers. But there are some means that you can force the soul fragments..."

"I understand." Wuji smiled softly: "If so... then commit suicide before you will die."

Everyone was shocked.

Lin Long looked at Wudi in a daze and smiled bitterly: "Brother Wuji said this sentence is too extreme, but I feel it makes sense."

"Let's go." Wu Jian was the first to speak and rushed out of the party site, but he stopped slightly: "I hope that in the last battle, all of our brothers will be there."

Everyone looked heavy.

Who can guarantee it?

All the people dispersed, and only Lin Long stood quietly here, and said quietly: "In the battle of the vast world, who can guarantee that he can survive? I hope you are well, otherwise..."

Otherwise, Lin Long didn't say anything.

But if something happens to these people, they are afraid that Lin Fan will not have the ability, otherwise he will dare to let the whole Tianyu be buried with him.

The realm of heaven and man.

Lin Fan has turned into a star stone.

He has been sitting cross-legged for too long and has not moved for a long time. The dust in the starry sky has accumulated on his cross-legged body, and a thick layer has been accumulated, like a clay sculpture.

Not far away, soldiers from the Divine Court were guarding.

KAKA.

The sound of a crisp sound was heard, and the dust that was sealed on Lin Fan's body fell down. At the same time, a terrifying aura suddenly rose up, the entire starry sky was shaking, and many stars exploded at the same time, becoming fireworks in the vast starry sky, splendid and beautiful.

But at this moment, all spirits suddenly felt that they were not free to breathe, as if the thread of fate was being held.

"It's the father!"

Xiao Nuo was sitting in the crack and watching the two worlds fight, but at this moment, he suddenly stood up, took one step and arrived at Lin Fan's place.

He stared at Lin Fan with anticipation, but in the end, the glitter in his eyes slowly returned to normal, saying, "Father has not yet fully entered that realm." 187

Lin Fan nodded, sighed, and said, "My path is always the most difficult. If a normal practitioner understands the origin of the world and reaches my level, he will be a practitioner of the eighth level, but..."

"Can Master fight in the eighth realm at this time?"

Xiao Wu came and looked at Lin Fan with anticipation.

Lin Fan's eyes flashed with a proud look and he sneered: "Although I have never fought with the eight-level cultivator, I have this kind of confidence. The eight-level cultivator can't get any benefits in my hands!"

"Does my father want to start the war completely?" Xiao Nuo also spoke with a murderous intent.

"Wait." Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Every time delaying, the strength of his Heavenly Clan will become weaker, so why should we be anxious?"

Xiao Nuo nodded heavily and said, "A year has passed, but the less news from those uncles comes, I'm a little worried."

"They are fine." Lin Fan smiled and said, "I can feel their life light spots and their breath. And if something happened to them, the Chaos Realm would not be so calm."

"Can the master feel the breath of those uncles across the two worlds?" Xiao Wu was a little surprised.

Lin Fan nodded: "Normal, at my point, the starry sky is no longer a distance."

Xiao Nuo's pupils shrank sharply and he said, "If this is the case, wouldn't that prove that the Chaos Realm..."

"Yes." Lin Fan said with a ferocious expression, "I am worthy of being the Heavenly Clan. There are two terrifying cultivators in the Eight Realms sleeping, and who is even more extraordinary. I am afraid that it is only one step away from the Nine Realms. Of course, I can feel them, and they naturally discovered me."

"What?" Xiao Wu was surprised: "There are actually cultivators at the peak of the eight realms in this world!"

Lin Fan glanced at Xiao Wu.

He had some discoveries but didn't say anything, because he was afraid that it would affect Xiao Wu and others' fighting spirit.

In fact, when he was completely awakened, he not only felt several cultivators of the Eight Realms, but also faintly discovered some more terrifying aura.

But these auras are not sleeping in the heavenly clan, but in the vast unmanned land of the Chaos Realm.

If he and other cultivators at the eight levels of the world, the fire of life can shine on the world like the moon, then the breaths he feels are like the scorching sun, which can illuminate the entire sky, and are completely incomparable.

"Father, maybe the world war is not far away." Xiao Nuo frowned slightly: "Since they felt their father's breath, they probably wouldn't wait for us to drag it down."

Lin Fan nodded, as if he had agreed to Xiao Nuo's words, then looked at Xiao Nuo and said, "Son, how far are you from the Eighth Realm?"

"I should be able to break the mirror within this month." Xiao Nuo said very decisively.

Lin Fan was stunned at first, then laughed, patted Xiao Nuo on the shoulder, and said, "No, I'm going to the front of me."

He looked at Xiao Wu again: "How far are you still from the seventh realm?"

Xiao Wu frowned: "I have felt the bottleneck."

"Oh?" Lin Fan was slightly surprised: "Don't worry, since you have already overcome the previous disaster, even if you are a quasi-seven master, you will only wait for one opportunity."

Xiao Wu looked ugly and said, "I just regret that his disciples are useless and cannot completely become a seventh level of cultivation."

Lin Fan smiled and comforted, then said, "You can create another opportunity and send 100,000 people into the chaos."

"Okay." Xiao Nuo nodded and said, "For so long, I have allowed 500,000 people to get into the Chaos Realm one after another, but I don't know how many of them are alive."

Lin Fan was slightly silent: "Don't think about this matter, otherwise this battle will not be fought. There will still be an insurmountable gap between the strength of both sides."

With a wry smile, Lin Fan said, "You Uncle Xuandong said that even if we exchange five for one, we are worth it."
Chapter completed!