I woke up after 300 million years

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!

In the darkness, Yan Fan's heartbeat was so clear and loud. His brown eyes were half hidden in the darkness, observing every move and every change in his expression, and asked in a pleasant tone:

"Are you surprised?"

After calming down, the Spirit King had a gloomy face and pretended to be calm and sneered:

"Surprised? No, I don't have this kind of fragile human emotion. I was just thinking that you were clearly devoured by me. I'm very sure of this. It seems... well, it should be right. You are just A ray of consciousness left in the source of the sun god, a thought I had..."

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

"What's a thought? Destroy me?" Yan Fan walked up to the Spirit King with steady steps, keeping a cheerful smile on his lips. He liked the stunned and confused look in his eyes.

The Spirit King was inexplicably frightened, "Impossible! This is my consciousness space!"

"Impossible? Why is it impossible? Are you calling Him?" Yan Fan asked three times, raising his right hand. It was a scarlet eye, bound by dark golden chains. The sun's fire was burning, and this eye became weaker and weaker. , to the point of imminent collapse.

"You!" The Spirit King suddenly turned pale and weak, unable to describe the panic in his heart.

This is the fragment of consciousness and soul from the end of the past, and it has been manipulated by the other party!

Yan Fan pulled the collar of his sweatshirt to make it looser and more comfortable, and asked with a smile:

"My dear prophet, is this scene in the future you see?"

"There is no need to rush to answer. In this wonderful space of consciousness, we have time to talk slowly. I hope you can answer my questions honestly, especially... when did you control the Spirit King? You come to the earth every 1 years Just for the sake of pure destruction? What is the existence of your outer gods? What is the correct way to be promoted to the Old One?"

Yan Fan snapped his fingers, and a black chair gathered. He took a step back and sat on the chair with a casual attitude, waiting for the other party's explanation.

"You are so brave, you dare to speak to me like this, do you think you have a chance to win?" Gray mist surged across the Spirit King's area.

Yan Fan watched the other party's performance quietly, leaning back slightly and humming ancient songs.

"Impossible!" The Spirit King attacked the world of consciousness again and again, but failed again and again. His emotions gradually exploded, and the darkness and evil power of the outer gods spread.

After waiting for 3 minutes, Yan Fan told him in an understatement:

"I said, this belongs to my world, my consciousness, everything about you is under my control, such as...kneel down."

In an instant, the Spirit King lost control of his body, gray mist curled up inside his body, and his knees suddenly fell to the ground.

Unprecedented humiliation surged into his heart, and He roared angrily, "Kill him!"

"No! No! No!" Yan Fan shook his right index finger and vetoed three times in a row, "You are the third alien god I have close contact with besides the Eye of Truth and Shady. Your value depends on me."

"Are you confused? Don't you understand? Are you unwilling to give in... It seems that you are not a very intelligent creature, so let's talk about the previous situation first."

Yan Fan adjusted his sitting posture, quickly organized words in his heart, and said slowly:

"What you swallowed was not my body, but a clone. In order to make this clone more real, I took the risk to separate the source of the Sun God, the Kingdom of the Sun, and half of my soul. The effect was more perfect than expected. God, the Dark Moon Goddess, As for you, no one has any clues."

"I was thinking yesterday, how to crack the prophet's ability? How to seize your divine source and kingdom. Then, at a traffic light intersection, an elder I respect the most said something."

"If you are wandering around the world, how can you not have a trumpet?"

"For a moment, I was enlightened. I understood, why do I have to fight with you in my true body? If I am not careful, I will definitely be dead. So, that night, I made a plan with Sister Yue, my favorite wife. , I plan to take the initiative to let you absorb it, and fight against the consciousness and soul of the end of the past from the inside."

After a pause of words, two small suns appeared in front of Yan Fan. The suns symbolizing the source of the gods had been released from the seal. The power of the Supreme Ancient God oppressed the Spirit King so much that he could not breathe.

He said eloquently, "In order to deceive you, I showed weakness from the beginning. Frankly speaking, God is very annoying and keeps urging me. If you think I am strong, the plan will not go smoothly."

"Your arrogance, arrogance, and arrogance are all factors in your failure."

"Didn't you notice? When you raided the Dark Moon Goddess, I could attack you with the Sun God Bell, so why did I choose to use my bare hands? You used the Dark Moon Goddess to seduce me, but you didn't know that I would use the trick to make you relax your vigilance and devour me. !”

"The only thing that exceeded my expectations was that the Dark Moon Goddess went berserk. I didn't expect...my death would have such a severe emotional impact on her."

"She seriously injured you, and Sister Yue used the Sun God Clock to attack your consciousness a second time, giving me the opportunity to take advantage of it."

"If you guessed it right, the consciousness and soul of the end of the old days have become very weak after replacing the Spirit King. One word can describe it... strong on the outside but weak on the inside. On the outside, it is half a step of the fighting power of the old days, but on the inside, it is barely at the level of a god. I unsealed the source of the sun god and completely suppressed him in just one second. This disappointed me, and I thought it would be a fierce battle between consciousnesses."

Hearing this, the Spirit King felt a chill running down his spine. For the first time, he felt how terrifying Yan Fan was. He had been scheming from the very first meeting, leading him into a trap step by step. It was terrifying to think about it carefully.

The Spirit King had only had two contacts with Yan Fan, and had never left the spirit world. He knew very little about Yan Fan's deeds and circumstances, which led to the old man finally despising Yan Fan.

He evaluated the three ancient gods as "old, weak, sick and disabled" and ignored them.

If He had been more cautious and checked before devouring the source of the Sun God, he would not have been occupied by Yan Fanjiu.

In the old days, I was so confident that I despised the ancient gods. I thought they were a bunch of rabble and not worth mentioning. Unfortunately, if I made one wrong move, I would lose everything.

"Who are you!" the Spirit King asked without squinting.

Yan Fan burst into laughter, "I am me, the Sun God. Yan Fan, do you think I am the 'Lord of the Immortal', an alien god? I'm sorry, He has not defeated me either, and your words make it even less possible!"

"Don't stare at me with such angry eyes." Yan Fan tapped the armrest with his finger and changed the topic, "Unlike God or the clones created from special materials like Xuanhuang Tianzun, my clone cannot withstand the power of the sun god. With all the power, once you lose control and run wild, the separated soul will also be injured. Fortunately, I won this game. Your consciousness is too weak, so weak that I can control it easily."

Yan Fan works step by step, and when fighting, his expressions, eyes, psychology, and emotions are impeccably real. If you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive yourself.

In fact, there were two loopholes during this period. One was that he did not take the Sun God Bell to save the Dark Moon Goddess and was swallowed up as if he had given it for nothing. The other was that Su Yue beat the Queen of Spirits and did not choose to take revenge but decisively evacuated. .

The former is because the old days are too arrogant.

The latter is because the old man finally understands human emotions.

He had doubted the Dark Moon Goddess' desperate actions for Yan Fan, but he had not doubted why Su Yue left calmly. It was clear that Su Yue was Yan Fan's wife.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

At the moment Su Yong attacked the Spirit King, the sun pendant worn around her neck temporarily blocked the ability of the "prophet". At that moment, Yan Fan quietly occupied the body.

At this point, the old man finally understood that the possibility of a comeback was zero, so he shouted:

"I won't let you go! In three years, I will return all of you to zero!"

In three years... Sister Yue always thought it was five years. It was right when she thought about it. It is not an office worker or a student who has to go to work and go to school on time. It happens once in 1 years. It is normal to fluctuate between three and five years... ...This shows that I don't have much time. Dark Moon's path to becoming a god is only Extraordinary [-], and the journey to Extraordinary [-] is far away. I must speed up the progress... Distracting thoughts surfaced, and Yan Fan was concerned about the end of the past. Threats go in one ear and go out the other, don't take it seriously.

Losers are often tough, but they are still losers, and anyone can say cruel things.

Standing up, Yan Fan walked towards the other party with gentle steps, patted the other party on the head, and threatened in the gentlest tone:

"Xiaojiu, Yan Ba ​​has already answered your doubts. Next, it is your turn to answer my question. Remember, Yan Ba ​​has a bad temper. If you choose to remain silent, Yan Ba ​​will slap you. If you choose to talk nonsense, Yan Ba ​​will Ba will also slap you, we are all decent people, please be conscious."

The old days finally laughed, "Ignorant human beings, your fate has already been determined. Slowly struggle. This is my countdown to your death. You can't escape. Everything you gain now will eventually belong to me... ..”

The voice of the end of the old days grew weaker and weaker, until finally it disappeared.

"Damn it!" Yan Fan's expression changed and he took out the scarlet eye.

bang!

Scarlet eyes exploded, and the last remaining consciousness and soul of the past disappeared.

Yan Fan stood in the darkness, silent.

He took great pains to lay out the plan not just to monopolize the spiritual source and spiritual world of the Spirit King, but also to get important information from the mouth of the old man Zhongyan. Facts have proved that if you underestimate the outer god, you can still self-destruct even if you are controlled.

After a long time, Yan Fan let out a long sigh:

"Three years! Alas... How about running away with the whole family?"

He sealed the source of the sun god again.

Two palm-sized clouds of gray mist floated up from the place where the old days finally disappeared. One was the source of the "Weird Goddess" and the other was the core of the spiritual world.

"High risk, high reward. I won't lose money this time. I will give some of the spirit core energy to the Dark Moon Goddess as compensation afterwards to repair the Kingdom of Dark Night. It has done me a big favor."

"By the way...does she have a crush on me?"

This thought flashed past, and Yan Fan checked the spirit world core for more than three hours to make sure that there was no unknown power left before absorbing it.

The core of the spiritual world is integrated into his self-awareness. With just one thought, everything in the spiritual world is under his control.

"Oh? The Three Emperors and the Seven Martial Gods escaped... They reacted very quickly." Yan Fan shook his head and saw the unconscious Jian He and the scarred Mo Qingwu from the air.

The two of them were in a miserable state, almost dying.

Just when Yan Fan reached out to touch the divine source wrapped in gray mist, a sudden change occurred.

Shenyuan dodged his palm and flew to a dark corner, where the gray mist condensed into a figure.

This is an old man, skinny as a stick, with sallow skin, holding a two-meter-long sickle in his hands, and wearing a tattered black cloak, just like the image of the "God of Death" in the movie.

"Spirit King! You're not dead!" Yan Fan's pupils suddenly narrowed and he exclaimed.

The old man squatted on the ground, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Yan Fan, I was careless. I never thought that the true form of the old one would come to me, deprive me of everything, and destroy the spiritual world into such a desolate state."

"I have no time. This is the last ray of soul I have hidden in the source of God. It can still exist for 30 seconds."

The alert Yan Fan took a closer look and saw that the old man's legs were being eaten away by a force that dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

30 seconds! God help me!

Yan Fan crossed to the side of the Spirit King in one step and spoke with emotion:

"Brother Ling, don't worry, I will avenge you, and I will also take care of the spiritual world. In short, tell me quickly, how to be promoted to the ruler of the old days!"

After pondering for three seconds, the Spirit King's legs no longer existed, and he explained in a faint tone:

"The Tyrant of the Abyss told me that there are two ways to advance to the past..."

Two kinds! Then maybe one of my three plans is the same, I hope the direction is right... Yan Fan thought to himself, staring at the Spirit King with his brown eyes, looking forward to the next article.

The Spirit King raised his head, his face was shriveled, only the skin and bones were left, and he said calmly:

"The first one is..."

"What is it?" Yan Fan asked.

"That's it, just..."

The black cloak fell to the ground, and the last ray of soul of the Spirit King disappeared into thin air.

There will be no more spiritual kings from now on!

Yan Fan: "???"