Chapter 2205 The world of great competition will open soon!
Fang Xiao's body fell and his soul fled.
All this happened in the flash of lightning. When Mo Zhuan reacted, he was greeted by Lin Fan's iron fist wrapped in golden light.
With Fang Xiao as the first lesson, Mo Zhuan dared not resist Lin Fan's fist.
With a thought, the black coffin came through the air with a whistling sound, blocking it in front of him.
"Bang!"
Lin Fan punched heavily on the black coffin.
With an unexpected "click", a clear crack appeared on the surface of the black coffin.
Mo Zon's black coffin, which had been soaked in the power of the saint for millions of years, could not withstand Lin Fan's violent attack. Not only was it cracked, but it was also hit back by the power of Lin Fan's punch.
It was on Mo Zhuan's body.
Mo Zhun's body shook, and he felt like he was hit by a giant mountain worth ten thousand meters high, and flew backwards suddenly.
At the same time, the four pseudo-saint ancestors also came to fight at the same time.
For a moment, the four holy weapons of the Anti-Blooded Battle Spear, the Ancient Remnant Sword, the Green-Sharp Knife, and the Wudi Whisk shone with four different colors of light, attacking Mo Zhun from four directions at the same time.
"The art of pretending to die!"
Mo Zhuan's eyelids twitched and he shouted hurriedly.
As the sound rang out, a ball of black smoke suddenly rose around Mo Zhun, completely covering it.
The next moment.
Attack and kill.
"boom!!!"
The explosion shook the sky and the earth.
The attacks of four pseudo-saints are in one place, and the power can be imagined.
Where Mo Zon was originally located, a large area of space turned into nothingness, and Mo Zon disappeared.
"Has he been killed like a scum?" Wen Renzi held the ancient broken sword in his hand, stared at Mo Zong's original location, and frowned.
"No, he ran away." Lin Fan shook his head and said.
At that moment just now, no one saw it, but Lin Fan's spiritual sense "sees" clearly.
Mo Zhun used some kind of method of escape from the shell, leaving a person who could almost endure damage with a fake body, while he himself appeared tens of thousands of meters away in an instant.
And without hesitation, he turned around and ran away.
He didn't even say a harsh word.
Even Lin Fan can't catch up.
However, Mo Zhun's fake death technique consumed a lot. Although he allowed him to save his life, it would definitely be uncomfortable to see how he looked.
As for the black coffin of the holy weapon, under the joint attack of Lin Fan and the four pseudo-saint ancestors, it exploded in the air and was completely destroyed.
"What a pity." Jun Guangming said unwillingly.
Lin Fan said: "Don't worry, although Mo Zhuan escaped from birth, his condition is not much better than Fang Xiao, and will not pose a threat in a short period of time."
"Um."
Hearing this, Jun Guangming and the other two looked a little relieved.
After the battle, the four of them looked at Lin Fan with complicated eyes.
"What are you all watching me?" Lin Fan blinked and asked.
Zixuan said, "My friend Lin Fan, you all change like you in the Hongmeng world... Uh, are you monsters?"
Lin Fan said proudly: "With my talent, even in Hongmeng's world, I am a top genius."
Hearing this, the four of them nodded slowly.
I don't think there is anything wrong with Lin Fan's words.
With Lin Fan's performance, he really deserves such an evaluation.
The body becomes a saint, but it is difficult to reach the sky if you really do it.
The so-called sainthood of the flesh is simply to say that before the thunder of reincarnation, the flesh has reached the realm of a saint.
It seems that it is not difficult to say, but you should know that cultivating the physical body is an extremely difficult thing. Even many pseudo-saints, even the two-tribulation false saints, are far from being considered a saint realm, at most.
It is the state of Nirvana.
In addition, if the physical body wants to enter the realm of a saint, the body must have the power of a saint. From this aspect alone, it is impossible to become a saint.
But Lin Fan did it.
He reached the physical body of the saint with the peak realm of reincarnation, which was definitely unprecedented and no one to come. He set a precedent and allowed several false saints to see the horror of the physical body becoming a saint.
"I didn't expect that in addition to Di Yuntian, there were actually hidden pseudo-saint powerful men in the temple!" Tian Yishen's eyes were extremely gloomy. While using the power of the saint to heal his injuries, he gritted his teeth.
Zixuan said in a serious tone: "I'm afraid, Mo Zhuan is not the only one."
Upon hearing this, the Lord Guangming, the God of Heaven and the Freedom of Wenren all showed a solemn expression on his face.
Just a Mo Zhuan who had been struggling for millions of years was almost wiped out by them. If there were still two-tribulation false saints who were hidden deeper and stronger, it would probably be a disaster.
At this time, Lin Fan smiled relaxedly and said, "The four seniors don't have to worry about this. Next, I will increase the supply of Hongmeng purple qi to help the four overcome the second reincarnation thunder as soon as possible. At that time, the threat from the temple will
It will naturally not exist."
"Um!"
All four of them focused on the key points.
This is all that next.
With the two pseudo-saint powerful men Fang Xiao and Mo Zang fled, the Temple Army completely lost the capital to confront the four-party alliance. At the moment the war ended, the back team turned into the front team, and the rather embarrassed Jun family's sphere of influence
.
Even the strong men from other places in the temple were summoned to return to the temple.
From now on, the offensive and defensive roles have changed.
The temple was unable to launch another expedition, so it could only shrink to defend.
In the four-sided alliance, the Jun family occupies the east, the Shinto Sect occupies the south, the Wenren family is in the west, and the Tian family dominates the north, and the four families form a siege against the temple, and at the same time dispatches elite troops to attack the holy realm from four directions!
The horn of the counterattack has been sounded!
The war instantly ignited most of the eternal sky.
....
Somewhere in the endless universe, a figure stands in a quiet void.
This is an old man wearing a gray coat and looks a little thin, with white hair and beards, and his long goatee hanging to his chest. His face is full of ravines and a sense of time. He is wearing a bamboo weaving
The straw hat was carrying a simple bamboo basket and a bamboo pole in his hand.
There is no energy fluctuation in the body.
He looks like an ordinary old man who is tired of working hard for life.
However, he appeared in the starry sky in the universe, obviously not an ordinary person.
What's even more terrifying is that in front of the old man in Mai, the large starry sky was churning and twisting like boiling water.
In that starry sky.
Countless planets are shattering and turning into powder.
Countless worlds are being destroyed and turned into nothingness.
Countless creatures are falling and their souls return to heaven and earth.
This is a universe that is destroying itself!
The universe is boundless and endless, but it also has its origin and end.
The universe in front of the old man Mai has finally reached the end of his life after countless years.
In that universe, order collapsed, resources were cut off, and countless creatures fell in an instant.
And the old man in Mai stood on the edge of this destructive universe and witnessed all this.
Even if the pseudo-saint powerful man enters the destructive universe, it is unlikely that he will escape unscathed, but the old man in Mai seems to be unaffected by it at all.
"The universe is born and destroyed, and the eternal reincarnation is a fixed number."
“Rest in peace…”
The old man in Mai looked at Gujing Wubo and his face was as plain as water. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that this was not the first time he had seen the destruction of the universe.
Suddenly, the old man in Mai suddenly changed his expression.
He hurriedly took out a bamboo slip from the red basket and opened it to check it out.
The bamboo slips are ordinary, but they have a strong sense of time and exudes a distinctly ancient atmosphere.
When the bamboo slips unfold, there are ancient and mysterious words inside, all shining with dazzling golden light.
The faces of the old man in Mai were reflected in golden color.
Then, countless golden words flew out from the bamboo slips, shining in the starry sky in front of the old man Mai. Eight of them took the initiative to escape, and the golden words rose sharply, and they were arranged and combined in front of the old man Mai, forming a sentence.
"The world of great struggle will begin soon!"
At this moment, the starry sky swayed, and a magical wave of energy spread to countless unknown worlds in an instant!
The old man in Mai looked at the eight golden words in front of him, with an indescribable expression on his face, and fell into deep thought.
"In theory, this great struggle should not come in three million years."
"Why did it suddenly get ahead?"
"Was it...what variable happened?"
After saying that, the old man in mai closed his eyes and calculated his fingers.
But by doing this, the old man in Mai frowned immediately.
Then, he lowered his hand and slowly opened his eyes.
"A chaos?"
"The Great Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is forty-nine. It seems that the only abnormal number that escaped appeared."
"The abnormal number of the great way, no wonder I can't even peek at the slightest."
"Interesting, interesting..."
"This time, the battle will be extremely interesting."