I woke up after 300 million years

Chapter 141 Yan Fan falls?

The higher the class among Extraordinaries, the greater the gap.

This principle is also common in the world of monasticism. For example, Jianhe of the Kaitian realm can defeat ten normal peak Kaitian experts. Swordsman mainly attacks and has extremely strong fighting power. Jianhe is a rare leader of the kendo. Today, The best swordsman in the world.

The Spirit King occupies the right time, place, and people.

This is the spiritual world. The spiritual king can obtain a steady stream of divine power through the core of the spiritual world. His strength has reached half a step of the old level. He can easily deal with the old, weak, sick and disabled trio.

The gray mist spread and covered the Spirit King Palace.

Yan Fan broke off the palm of the Spirit King's grip with both hands and kicked him in the face. Unexpectedly, the other person's entire face turned into gray mist, as if he was a disembodied ghost.

When the attack failed to succeed, Yan Fan distanced himself, stood on the gray throne, and thought carefully:

What race is this guy?

Physical attacks are completely useless, and even the ancient god's ultimate attack cannot cause any damage. It is no longer just a crushing of class, but more like some kind of method that I have never understood.

He probably wasn't serious about the battle a week ago, after all, I didn't even see him in person.

Omniscient and omnipotent to predict the future and change the future, the spiritual world and the blessing of the end of the past, alas... it is really a fierce battle, what means should be used to curb His... curse? seal? Theocracy? Uniqueness? Or use the power of rules? The power of time and space? Chaotic darkness?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind like a hurricane. Yan Fan clenched the magic gun Dawn with his right hand. The head of the gun burst out with dazzling sunlight. With one blow, he threw it out, creating a sonic boom in the air.

Facing this power that exceeded the speed of light, the Spirit King just turned his head slightly and easily dodged. Then the gray mist in a small area condensed countless tentacles, waving like a whip, attacking in a wide range.

"Great prophecy, the gate to heaven!" God's golden staff drew a circle in the void.

A golden door appeared, the door opened, the pure white light dispersed the gray fog, and the power of the great prophecy suppressed the Spirit King.

In the gray fog, the Spirit King's eyes narrowed between his brows, and his voice was hoarse and low:

"Playing prophecy in front of the prophet, God, are you provoking?"

"God's prophecy, blood collapse!"

The Spirit King snapped his fingers, and God turned into a ball of blood mist.

The Dark Moon Goddess stood quietly behind Yan Fan and said coldly:

"This guy went to the future three seconds later in an instant, slashed God a thousand and one times, and then returned to the present. If He continues to change the future unscrupulously, our chances of winning are not high."

Listening carefully, Yan Fan nodded slightly, understanding the unfavorable situation.

He knows the three most terrifying abilities of the prophet:

First, predicting the future can predict the quality or badness of a certain point in the future. The longer the prediction time, the vaguer the prediction content and the lower the accuracy.

Second, seeing the future, a prophet with extraordinary nine can see three seconds in the future, and a spiritual king with extraordinary ten can see ten seconds in the future, so as to make reasonable judgments.

Third, change the future, travel to the next three seconds without noticing, change the future that will happen, and make everything develop in a direction that is beneficial to you.

Of course, the prophet is not invincible. It is not uncommon for professions to restrain and complement each other. For example, the "Miracle Master" can create miracles every second once his ability is activated. One of the prophet's nemesis, such as the "Writer", is a team of The pen rewrites reality and illusion, and can compete with the prophet's changed future.

Unfortunately, Yan Fan took the path of the "sun" to become a god, the goddess of the dark moon took the path of the "dark night" to become a god, and God took the path of the "angel" to become a god. There is no obvious restraint on the power of the prophet, and the three are not complementary. Even rejection.

God, who had turned into blood mist, was restored to his original form.

At the level of the ancient gods, flesh and blood is not important. A drop of blood can resurrect the body, and it is useless to destroy the soul. As long as consciousness exists, as long as someone calls the honorable name, he will still be immortal.

To truly kill an ancient god, the key is to destroy consciousness and completely erase it from the universe.

Therefore, the Eyes of the End of the Old Day planned to control the consciousness of the three ancient gods from the beginning.

God glared at Yan Fan fiercely, filled with righteous indignation, "Are you still going to keep it? Don't forget, we are standing in the same boat!"

Yan Fan patted the Dark Moon Goddess on the shoulder and spoke concisely:

"Seal the Spirit King's Palace and kill him!"

"The darkness of the universe." With a thought from the Dark Moon Goddess, the Spiritual King's Palace rose from the ground and floated in the air. The entire spiritual world was shrouded in darkness, and the stars and moon were dimmed. There was only the purest and original fear.

She is the goddess of the dark moon, the ancient god beyond the highest stars, the queen above the moon, the ruler of chaos and fear, and the invisible lord of darkness.

when!

The bells resounded throughout the spirit world.

The gods all looked sideways, solemnly.

The soft-looking Mercury blinked:

"Goddess is serious, the original darkness, the original fear, any living thing will be swallowed up in the darkness."

"The origin of the universe is darkness, and the goddess is invincible." The gentle Mars stroked his glasses, and his mysterious confidence in the Dark Moon goddess was even more terrifying than his "love brain".

On the sacred tree in the Garden of Eden, Eve was as gentle as water and said:

"Did you fight so fiercely when you first arrived?"

"I hope the plan goes well." Su Yue looked at the Soul King's Palace floating in the air, absentmindedly.

plan? What plan... Amo was confused, but did not open his mouth to ask, always staring at the Three Emperors opposite.

The six eyes of the Immortal Lord Comet are closed, and a scarlet eye grows between the eyebrows.

Fallen angel Lucy closed her black and white eyes, and a scarlet eye appeared below her collarbone and above her chest.

Tian'an, the god of disaster, shrank in size, and a scarlet eye sprouted from the palm of his left hand.

In an instant, the Old One finally took over control of the Three Emperors.

The thick smell of blood was overwhelming, the gray land turned into a sea of ​​blood, and countless powerful monsters were resurrected.

"Is this? The power of an alien god?" Adam, a handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes, guessed.

Amo's deep eyes were more solemn than ever before, "Obviously, they are being manipulated."

The three emperors are at full strength and charging towards the gods!

......

In the Spirit King's palace, Yan Fan held the magic spear tightly in his left hand and the magic bell in his right hand. He knocked on the frame of the Spirit King, causing the opponent to smash into the wall!

God touched his eyebrowless brow and saw the clue:

"Having the Dark Moon Goddess seal off the Soul King's Palace and use the power of darkness to corrode time and space to affect the future does limit the ability of the Soul King's prophet."

"Analyze your uncle, catch the ball!" Yan Fan roared and swung the Sun God Clock with all his strength.

The Soul King wanted to change the future, but darkness formed a curtain of light and grabbed his feet.

This short period of [-] seconds is enough for Yan Fan's attack to hit!

In an instant, the Spirit King's belly was sunken, and he hit God with the Sun God Bell in his arms.

"Yan Ling. The God of Light counters. Baichuan."

God waved the golden divine bell, and a point of light gathered at the tip. This light point contained the power to penetrate the planet under its extremely beautiful appearance. It exploded in an instant, and a hundred spiritual snake-like beams struck.

The Spirit King saw the future, but due to the interference of the Dark Moon Goddess, every time he tried to rewrite the future, it was delayed by [-] seconds.

The beam penetrated his body and was riddled with holes. The wounds did not spill blood, but were wrapped in gray mist.

Not only that, the beam hit the surface of the Sun God Clock, and a terrifying bell sounded. The Soul King's arms and head were shattered, and a big hole was opened in his chest.

With the full cooperation of the three ancient gods, even if they are not at their peak, they cannot be underestimated.

In particular, the Sun God Bell is transformed from the soul fragment of the "Creator" and specializes in attacking the soul and consciousness. Even outside gods cannot resist the power of the "Creator".

Because of the Sun God Clock, the Dark Moon Goddess and God were willing to accompany Yan Fan on his adventure.

Yan Fan appeared in the sky, stepped on the surface of the divine clock, and smashed the Spirit King into the floor. Endless darkness followed.

"Ahem..." The Spirit King coughed violently, closed his pale golden eyes, and took control with the scarlet eyes between his brows, sneering, "This forbidden object is actually in your hands!"

Spirit King, no, the old days finally opened their arms, and the gray mist formed a huge mouth of the abyss, and he said excitedly:

"Yan Fan, thank you for your gift. This is the soul fragment of the Creator. Although it can cause substantial harm to me, I am already part of the Creator's body. By absorbing this soul fragment, I will be completely transcendent!"

"Try to transcend yourself!" Yan Fan was fearless, crushed the giant mouth with his foot, nailed the Spirit King to the ground with his magic spear, picked up the Sun God Bell with both hands, and smashed it!

The Dark Moon Goddess stands on the gray-white throne. She has no main attack. Her only mission is to curb the ability of the Spirit King's prophet with all her strength.

Suddenly, the gray-white throne melted, and a palm-sized gray mist appeared.

This is the core of the spiritual world, containing endless divine power, and is the key to controlling the spiritual world.

"Dark Moon! Be careful!" Yan Fan exclaimed.

A second cloud of gray mist separated from the core of the spiritual world, which was the source of the "Weird Goddess".

The Spirit King suppressed by the Sun God Bell smiled happily and turned into a cloud of gray mist. His false body disappeared and his true body appeared behind the Dark Moon Goddess.

"We've been fooled! We've been fighting fake bodies!" God was shocked.

The Spirit King had already pinched the Dark Moon Goddess's neck with one hand and smiled:

"I gave you a chance and if you don't cherish it, then go to hell!"

The eyes between the brows moved along the Spirit King's cheek to his neck, and from his neck to his arms. Once they entered the body of the Dark Moon Goddess, the consequences would be disastrous.

Yan Fan rushed over and punched out!

A sudden change occurred, and the Spirit King pushed the Dark Moon Goddess away, tearing out a ferocious mouth from his abdomen:

"I know you will put down the Sun God Clock and attack. Yan Fan, you are my target."

The source of the gods and the core of the spirit world exploded, and the spirit king swallowed Yan Fan in one bite!

The belly mouth burped, gradually fading away.

The source of God and the core of the spiritual world of the Weird Goddess returned to the body of the Spirit King. He raised his right hand, and two small suns emerged. One was sealed by the chain, which was the source of the sun, and the other one was dim, which was the Kingdom of God.

"Hahaha!"

The Spirit King looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Thank you to the Sun God for the gift. This is beautiful."

Everything happened too fast and suddenly, in less than a tenth of a second.

The Dark Moon Goddess froze on the spot, her eyes dull.

God was dumbfounded. His scalp suddenly felt numb. He turned around and wanted to escape from the spiritual world, cursing secretly:

"You bastard, you kept asking for help, and you didn't unblock the divine source until the end. It's all for nothing!"

The Dark Moon Goddess was in despair, and the scene just now appeared in her mind frame by frame.

"Yan Fan, in order to save me... fell..."

The darkness is out of control, the Spirit Palace collapses, and the Dark Moon Goddess is furious!

......

Villa area during the day.

Luo Die yawned and sat up from the bed.

Her hair was disheveled, she smelled of alcohol, and her head was dizzy. She stretched out her hand to grab it for a long time, and touched a soft ball. When she looked closely, she saw that it was Bing Yuxin and Ye Yan. The two women's sleeping postures were unsightly.

"What time is it?" Luo Die picked up Ye Yan's phone and stared, "November 11th, 7:2 pm! We slept all day and all night!"

"Hey, my head hurts. How much did I drink yesterday?"

"I remember my godmother and godfather sent us here, then went back to the villa next to us, and then..."

"Then Sister Bing went crazy with alcohol and kept drinking. We drank until night..."

Recalling everything last night, Luo Die's face turned red. All the girls were so crazy.

She did not disturb the two of them, walked out of the bedroom quietly, walked to the villa next to her in her white pajamas, and rang the doorbell.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, a pair of footsteps approached the door. After the footsteps stopped, the door opened.

"Daddy, didn't you go to work?"

The ring on the ring finger of Yan Fan's left hand flashed in the sun, with a smile on his lips:

"I have something to do today. I'm studying how to make a delicious dinner at home."

"You know how to cook?" Luo Die looked unconvinced.

Yan Fan did not answer, his brown eyes looked up at the light blue sky.

Luo Die looked at her godfather, then at the sky, and asked in the mist:

"What are you looking at? You keep laughing. Is something good happening?"

Yan Fan rubbed the girl's head lovingly and said meaningfully:

"I think of a happy event."

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