Such words are too arrogant.

From ancient times to the present, practitioners are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River.

But how many people dare to target gods?

Not many people.

Just because that realm is mythology. Most of the time belongs to legends and myths. Except for certain eras, gods cannot be seen in the world.

But now, some people bluntly say that even if it is a god, it is only a short-term goal, not the ultimate dream to pursue in this life.

It's like, this realm of gods is just a more difficult mountain to climb on the road ahead for this group of people.

"Okay, enough nonsense. I have said so much today, but I just want to tell you, don't be anxious."

Lin Long sighed and said: "You want to end this battle as soon as possible, but Lin Fan is louder. Don't forget that his woman is still in the realm of chaos. She is in the most chaotic place in the world. It can be described as precarious.

It’s too much.”

"We will wait carefully." Wu Jian's eyes were serious: "Wait until Brother Lin is sure and confident, and then go all out to defeat the Celestial Clan."

Lin Long smiled slightly: "Let's break up. We all know what to do. We will try to have as little contact as possible in the future."

Li Guang's eyes darkened slightly.

Lin Long sighed: "There is no way, this is chaos after all, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow. It's not that I don't believe you brothers, but there are some methods that can forcefully absorb fragments of the soul..."

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

Everyone was horrified.

Lin Long looked at Wuwei blankly, and said with a sad smile: "Brother Wuji said this is too extreme, but I think it makes sense."

"Let's go." Wu Jian was the first to speak. When he rushed out of the gathering place, he stopped slightly: "I hope that all our brothers will still be there during the final battle."

Everyone looked heavy.

Who can guarantee that.

After everyone dispersed, only Lin Long stood quietly here, saying quietly: "Who can guarantee that he will survive this unprecedented battle? I hope you are all well, otherwise..."

Otherwise, Lin Long didn't say anything.

But if something happens to these people, what I'm afraid of is that Lin Fan doesn't have the ability, otherwise, he would dare to let the entire Tianyu be buried with one person.

The world of heaven and humanity.

Lin Fan has turned into a star stone.

He had been sitting cross-legged for too long, and had not moved for a full year. The dust from the starry sky accumulated on his cross-legged body, forming a thick layer, like a clay figurine sculpture.

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

Kaka.

There was a crisp sound, and the dust that had covered Lin Fan's body began to fall. At the same time, a terrifying momentum suddenly rose up, and the entire starry sky trembled. Many stars exploded at the same time, becoming fireworks in the endless starry sky.

, gorgeous and beautiful.

However, at this moment, Wan Ling suddenly felt that he could not breathe freely, as if his fate was being grabbed by someone.

"It's father!"

Little Norben was sitting at the crack, watching the battle between the two realms, but at this moment, he suddenly stood up, took one step, and reached Lin Fan's place.

He stared at Lin Fan expectantly, but in the end, the light in his eyes slowly returned to normal and he said: "Father has not completely entered that realm yet."

Lin Fan nodded, sighed, and said: "My path is always the most difficult. If a normal cultivator had understood the origin of the world as I have, he would have been an Eighth Realm cultivator long ago, but..."

"Master, can you fight in the Eight Realms now?"

Xiao Wu arrived and looked at Lin Fan expectantly.

Lin Fan's eyes flashed with pride, and he sneered: "Although I have never fought against cultivators of the Eighth Realm, I have this kind of confidence that cultivators of the Eighth Realm will not gain any benefit from my hands!"

"Father, do you want to start the war completely?" Xiao Nuo also spoke, with murderous intent.

"Wait." Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Every day he delays, his Celestial Clan's strength will become weaker. Why should we be anxious?"

Xiao Nuo nodded solemnly and said: "One year has passed, but the news from those uncles has become less and less. I am a little worried."

"They are fine." Lin Fan smiled and said, "I can feel their life points and their auras, and if something happens to them, the Chaos Realm cannot be so peaceful."

"Across two realms, can Master feel the breath of those uncles?" Xiao Wu was a little surprised.

Lin Fan nodded: "It's normal. At this point, the stars are no longer a distance."

Xiao Nuo's pupils shrank sharply and said: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be proof that the world of chaos..."

"Yes." Lin Fan said with a ferocious expression: "As expected of the Celestial Clan, there are actually two terrifying cultivators of the eighth realm sleeping, and which one of the patrolling ones is even more extraordinary? I'm afraid he is only one step away from the ninth realm.

Yao, of course, I can feel them, and they naturally noticed me."

"What?" Xiao Wu was surprised: "There are actually cultivators at the top of the Eighth Realm in this world!"

Lin Fan glanced at Xiao Wu.

He still had some discoveries that he didn't mention, just for fear of affecting Xiao Wu and others' fighting spirit and will.

In fact, when he fully awakened, he not only felt a few cultivators of the Eighth Realm, but also vaguely discovered some more terrifying auras.

It's just that these breaths are not sleeping in the heavenly clan, but in the vast uninhabited land of the chaotic world.

If we say that he and other cultivators at the eighth level can have the fire of life like the moon, illuminating the world, then the few breaths of Tao he feels can be like the scorching sun, illuminating the entire sky, which is completely incomparable.

sex.

"Father, maybe the world war is not far away." Xiao Nuo frowned slightly: "Since they feel father's aura, they probably won't wait for us to drag him on."

Lin Fan nodded, agreeing with Xiao Nuo's words, and 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 decisively.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, patted Xiao Nuo hard on the shoulder, and said: "Not bad, you walked in front of me."

Then he looked at Xiao Wu: "How far are you from the Seventh Realm?"

Xiao Wu frowned: "I already feel the bottleneck."

"Oh?" Lin Fan was slightly surprised: "Don't worry, since you have passed through the tribulation before the border, you can be considered a quasi-seventh master. We are just waiting for an opportunity."

Xiao Wu looked ugly and said: "I just hate that my disciple is useless and cannot fully become a cultivator in the Seventh Realm."

Lin Fan comforted him with a smile, and then said: "You can create another opportunity and send 100,000 people into chaos."

"Okay." Xiao Nuo nodded and said: "For such a long time, I have allowed half a million people to sneak into the world of chaos, but I don't know how many of them are still alive."

Lin Fan was slightly silent: "Don't think about it, otherwise this battle will be impossible to fight. There is still an unbridgeable gap in the strength of both sides."

With a wry smile, Lin Fan said: "Your uncle Xuandong said that even if it's five for one, it's worth it for us."
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