I woke up after 300 million years

Green mountains are always accompanied by green water, and the sparrows are already flying south.

The once peaceful King of Souls has long since disappeared, and now the King of Souls has completely fallen into darkness.

God's pale golden eyes fluctuated, and the words of the Spirit King lingered in his heart.

As the saying goes, you don’t know what the song means when you listen to it the first time, but you already know what it means when you listen to it again. These ancient gods live to pursue a higher level. The old rulers who are close at hand but out of reach can be promoted if they join the outer gods. In the old days, God did move.

After this thought emerged, God broke into a cold sweat and sighed to himself: I am so careless, how could I have the idea of ​​seeking refuge with an external god? Those guys exist only to devour and destroy, and are full of malice towards our ancient gods. They must have been unknowingly affected when they looked into that eye.

Steady your mind, God dare not look at that eye again.

Although he now belongs to the edge of the ancient god level and is the weakest ancient god, just one gaze can affect his thinking and judgment, which is enough to illustrate the horror of the end of the past and also shows that the Spirit King must be controlled.

God glanced out of the corner of his eye and discovered that everything seemed to be normal with Dark Moon Goddess and Yan Fan.

After pondering for a second, he asked:

"What are you waiting for? We agreed in advance that you will be the main attacker, and Dark Moon Goddess and I will assist!"

"Don't worry, I won't move if the enemy doesn't move." Yan Fan lowered his tone and stared at the huge scarlet eye, "I can't see the flaws in the Spirit King for the time being. I'm afraid that if he takes it seriously, he will kill me."

The Dark Moon Goddess was stunned, "Are you kidding?"

They have never fought against half-step old rulers, nor have they had any conflicts with any foreign gods. Frankly speaking, they have no idea about the strength of the Spirit King.

Assuming that Yan Fan will be killed instantly, why not give him a hammer?

Of course, the Dark Moon Goddess didn't believe this.

In her opinion, Yan Fan loved to deceive people most, always looked dishonest, and liked to confuse his enemies.

The influence of the end of the past failed, the Spirit King's eyes became colder and colder, and the gray mist gradually expanded, preparing to kill the three ancient gods by force.

"Wait a minute!" Yan Fan saw the other party making some moves and shouted to stop. He said seriously, "We are used to saying a few harsh words before a formal duel. Give me ten seconds."

The Spirit King stopped in the middle of the palace. The gray mist condensed into a mouth, outlining a flawless smile. His voice was thick and majestic:

"I'll give you 11 seconds. An extra second is considered a mercy."

Yan Fan quickly looked at God and gave him a look that said, "Come on, you old man, don't force me to fall out now."

God snorted coldly and responded with a look that said, "Don't try to trick me. You are the main attacker. If you don't go for it, I will never go for it."

The Dark Moon Goddess closed her eyes, choosing not to see, and her heart stilled.

11 seconds passed quickly, and a white paper appeared in the right hand of the Spirit King in the gray mist.

"It's been 13 seconds. Please forgive me for not being merciful."

He threw out the white paper and whispered calmly, "Spiritual rules. Divine words. Dimensionality reduction strikes."

The white paper flew over, and the three ancient gods immediately retreated.

Yan Fan suddenly grabbed God's shoulders and threw him away with force, "It's God's business to forgive you. My mission is to send God to see you!"

God:"???"

At this moment, even the most gorgeous pianist cannot play the wrath of God!

Defend day and night, it’s impossible to prevent!

He thought that Yan Fan would do something to him, but that was after defeating the Spirit King. Unexpectedly, this "despicable" guy would do something to him as soon as he came, without paying any attention to the contract.

Although the contract is a joke, at least it is not pretending at all.

The moment the white paper comes into contact with God, God’s person is reduced and becomes a two-dimensional picture.

"What a risk!" Yan Fan pretended to be afraid and patted his chest, looking at the paintings on the ground. "This method is unheard of and unseen. Even the ancient gods can't resist it?"

It is indeed terrifying to lower the status of an object or creature!

God has long transcended four dimensions, five dimensions, or even higher dimensions, but he was still reduced to two dimensions.

After retreating into the corridor, the Dark Moon Goddess's head was covered with black lines and she complained in a low voice:

"You are a real dog!"

“Let’s make a deal first, if you dare to cheat me, I will [-]% turn against you!”

"I will never trick you." Yan Fan looked sideways at the goddess with a thoughtful expression, "I'm thinking, is God finished? Logically speaking, He is not that weak. Could he be pretending to be dead?"

With his thoughts flashing, Yan Fan rushed over, raised his right foot, and prepared to step on God.

The next second, the white paper shattered, and God appeared intact. The golden scepter blocked the soles of Yan Fan's feet and glared angrily.

Sure enough, you can't hide the look in someone's eyes. Let's face it, this guy is pretending to be dead, preparing us to compete with each other and get the advantage... What are you looking at? I just like the way you are unhappy with me but can't kill me... Yan Fan is full of drama inside, and his lips are half-smiling.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The Spiritual King stood there and applauded, smiling:

"It's really a good show. I'm very confused. What is this alliance of yours? Is it a 'mutual harm alliance'?"

"No, our name is...the Alliance of Affection and Love!" As soon as Yan Fan finished speaking, he threw God away again and teleported behind the Spirit King.

Faced with the sudden attack, the Spirit King remained calm and calm:

"Clench your fist and hit your chest."

A second later, God made a fist to attack His chest, and the Spirit King easily caught it with his left hand.

"Break your neck with a knife."

A second later, Yan Fan swung out his sword, and the Spirit King leaned forward to avoid it.

"Sweeping legs in the air."

A second later, the goddess of the night pounced and kicked out in the air, but the Spirit King blocked it with his right hand.

The joint attacks of the three major masters were all cracked.

The Spirit King glanced coldly, "According to my prophet's rules, all your attacks are useless. Yan Fan, you know clearly that I can see the future in ten seconds. For the ancient gods, one second is enough to change many things. , let alone ten seconds.”

"Now, unless I don't want to win, no one can make me lose."

Yan Fan clenched his fists with both hands and launched a storm-like attack.

The Spirit King hid and retreated, his expression indifferent, "Don't you understand?"

"How can the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon? You... are too weak!" The Spirit King grabbed Yan Fan's hands and gave him an elbow strike. The force as thick as a mountain shattered the ground.

After the world was spinning, Yan Fan smashed into the stone pillar!

"Trouble, the ability of the prophet is difficult to crack. We need to create a world without time, space, and concepts, so that the future will become chaos." The Dark Moon Goddess suggested.

Yan Fan covered his abdomen and landed smoothly. A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and whispered:

"It's difficult. Firstly, there is no chance to create such a world. Secondly, even if it is created, the Spirit King will not enter it. Thirdly, this guy talks a lot of nonsense after his fall!"

"Don't he understand? The biggest problem with villains is that they like to anger the protagonist!"

With waist-length black hair flying, the Dark Moon Goddess glared at him and cursed:

"You bastard, can you be more serious!"

"We are three against one, more like villains!" God laughed at himself.

Even though God appears calm and calm on the outside, he is actually very panicked on the inside.

After a brief fight, he discovered that Yan Fan was no match for the Spirit King. If he couldn't even resist, then this alliance would be meaningless and he was just here to die.

Especially the ability of the Soul King's prophet to predict the future, see the future, and change the future is unfathomable!

It's like, I predicted that you predicted my prediction, and I couldn't fight.

The Spirit King's pale golden eyes were majestic and he said to himself, "Are you scared? Then I..."

There were ripples in the space, and the Spirit King disappeared from the spot and appeared above the Dark Moon Goddess out of thin air. The gray mist turned into tentacles, wrapped around the opponent, tightened them hard, swung them, and after three circles, he flew out!

Yan Fan jumped into the sky, and ten suns appeared behind him, full of energy:

"The best way to crack the prophecy is... to destroy it on a large scale and see where you hide!"

"The final blow. Ten days. The end!"

Ten suns erupted with temperatures that melted everything, and the entire palace turned into a sea of ​​magma.

The sun beams were refracted one after another, and the speed was so fast that even the Soul King couldn't dodge even if he saw the future, and he was hit in the front!

"Kill. God. Left hand!"

Photographed by the palm that covered the sky and the sun, the magma sea boiled, and the ground sunken ten thousand meters, forming a palm-shaped abyss pit!

The dome of the palace turned dark, and the Dark Moon Goddess was graceful and said coldly:

"Death. Original. Fear!"

Darkness swept across the pit, and the magma sea turned black. This was the power of fear that devoured everything.

If you don't take action, it's fine. If you do, you'll be beaten to death!

The three ancient gods did not hold back. They knew that they were not at their peak. On the other hand, the Spirit King had reached half the level of his former self and could only use his ultimate move.

The Spirit King's Palace shook violently, and countless gray mist rolled in.

The stone pillars were broken, the dome collapsed, and the gray sky sounded desolate.

"I said, if the five ancient gods allied themselves, I might be afraid that the three of you, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled would also want to be my enemy?" A hoarse voice sounded from within the [-]-meter giant pit.

A cloud of gray mist broke through the original fear and floated above the dome.

The Spirit King looked down at Yan Fan and the others, his huge scarlet eyes narrowing and blending into the center of his eyebrows.

"It would be a pity to kill you. What a perfect body. If it becomes my nourishment, it will be more helpful to my future plans."

Yan Fan held his right hand in the air, and a three-meter-long golden spear appeared. He stared at the Spirit King and said:

"Your voice has changed. Don't you stop pretending? The old days are over!"

"Hahaha, hahaha..." The Spirit King laughed, sarcastically and happily, "I received everything from the Spirit King, including the source of the spirit, the spiritual world, power, thinking, memory... ...I am the Spirit King, and I am very satisfied with this body. In three years, this body will reach the level of the Old One."

"Then my true body comes and absorbs all this, and I can recover to some extent."

"To be honest, I have never thought about dealing with you. I was worried about the shady plot, but you are going too far! Yes, in human terms, it is too much! I am staying quietly in the Soul King Palace, why do you want to kill me? Who will give you Courage?”

Absorb the Spirit King and recover some... Could it be that this guy's body was injured... Yan Fan thought of this possibility and became three points more confident about the battle five years later.

The Dark Moon Goddess walked to Yan Fan's side, and her pure black dress turned into a set of black divine armor.

This set of divine armor is printed with star and moon patterns, perfectly wrapping the body of the Dark Moon Goddess. A dark divine staff is condensed in her right hand, and her combat power is sublimated.

She asked sternly:

"Is the Spirit King dead?"

"Your question is quite boring. I am the Spirit King, and the Spirit King is me. You are one of the experimental subjects selected by the shady. I will give you a chance to leave the spirit world." The Spirit King said with a proud attitude.

The Dark Moon Goddess sighed:

"It seems that the Spirit King has really fallen."

God’s heart was also heavy, not because of the fall of the Spiritual King, but because he was facing the end of the old days that controlled everything about the Spiritual King.

In a daze, he always felt that Yan Fan was playing him, which was indescribably weird.

Seeing that the Dark Moon Goddess was indifferent, the Spirit King shook his head in disappointment, "What a stupid choice. Your hope is the Sun God? Although this is my first contact, he is so weak. He is so weak that I can't muster the desire to fight. I can't figure it out. , how could such a weak Sun God seal the dark curtain?"

"He looks down on you." Dark Moon Goddess pushed Yan Fan's shoulder and encouraged him.

Yan Fan's pure white hooded sweatshirt dissolved, he used the Sun God Armor, and the ten suns merged together. The Spirit King Palace melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the air became hot and dry.

"It doesn't matter, the old days are over, so why not let him be three feet away?"

"If you can't reverse the situation with your quick words, hurry up and use the Sun God Bell to suppress him." Dark Moon Goddess urged.

While breathing, the Spirit King came behind the two of them.

"The prophets of Extraordinary Nine can only see the future three seconds from now, but I can see the future ten seconds from now. Do you think you have a chance of winning?"

The Spirit King kicked the Dark Moon Goddess away and grabbed Yan Fan's neck with one hand.

God took the opportunity to attack.

The gray mist turned into tentacles, penetrating God's body.

One against three, the Spirit King explained what overwhelming power is!