I woke up after 300 million years

The crimson moonlight brings weirdness and uneasiness.

The peace of Shiwandashan was broken by uninvited guests, and bloodshed and killing spread across this land.

The majestic and magnificent peaks were cut off, the endless forests were burned, the snow-capped ice fields were disintegrated, the neglected swamps were destroyed, and the canyons worn by time were covered with corpses...

Group after group of cultivators broke into Shiwan Mountain. They stained the sky with blood. They killed monsters when they saw them. In order to find the relics of saints, they even dug three feet into the ground. Many beautiful natural landscapes were brutally destroyed. Destroyed, the monsters howled repeatedly, could not sleep at night, and fled in all directions.

A man was holding a colorful feather fan, as handsome as an immortal. He waved the fan gently, and the colorful light dissolved all kinds of magic. He looked down at the Shiwan Mountain and murmured, "The Yuhua Palace moves very fast. Unfortunately, it can't be hidden after all. The remains of the saint How can we, the Peacock Kingdom, ignore such a major matter?"

A woman wearing glazed clothes, with a pair of eyes that could see through the world of mortals, destroyed the Taoism, stood in the void, and said plainly, "So many people have come to the upper world, not only the Yuhua Palace, but also the Peacock Kingdom and the Immortal Treasure Pavilion. , the saint’s attraction is too great, I must find the entrance to the ruins first.”

A young man with red clothes and black hair, eyes like fire, stepped on a cloud of flames, and behind him was a domineering fire dragon. He said coldly and arrogantly, "I, Fire Emperor Continent Huo Guo, are bound to capture the saint's ruins in Beihuang Continent. Who dares to stop me?" It doesn’t matter whether you are a son of God or a goddess, we will suppress them all!”

The geniuses of all major forces are dispatched, and everyone has only one goal.

Obtain saint inheritance and saint treasures!

This is destined to be a cruel battle. I don't know how many of the proud men of heaven will fall down and become a corpse in the long river of history, and eventually no one will care about them.

In the core area of ​​Shiwanda Mountain, one demon king woke up and roared.

"Humans, you have gone too far!"

"If you bully me, the demon clan, no one will be able to leave alive!"

"Slaughter a million of my descendants, this blood feud is irreconcilable!"

This night, the wind was surging.

Someone saw a sky-covering hand squeezing the Ascension Realm master to death, and his body was eaten by monsters.

Someone saw the Ice Girl, who was in the Tianyi Realm of Mingdao, fighting three Ascension Realm monsters alone, and finally killed one of them. She said harshly, "I will kill through a hundred thousand mountains," and then walked away.

Someone saw Long Aotian stimulating the blood of the ancient true dragon, raising his hand with the true dragon magic, and beheading the Ascension Realm!

These people from the upper world fought with the geniuses from the lower world at Shiwanda Mountain. The mountains shook all night long, and countless terrains were changed.

It is worth mentioning that the news that the witch controlled the entrance to the saint's ruins became known to everyone, and the crow who loved drinking and talking was put on the "blacklist" of credibility.

Many people are scolding: From now on, they would rather believe that the saint chose a dog as the successor than the mouth of a crow.

Some people suspect that Heihei and the witch have a deep hatred, so they guide strong men to deal with the witch.

Regardless of whether this statement is true or not, everyone is looking for the witch.

Unfortunately, no one knows what the witch looks like. The only certain information is that she is female.

The next morning.

The soft autumn wind slowly rises with the sun, and the dazzling light sweeps across the mottled and dilapidated Shiwan Mountains.

On the ice field, Le Huanhuan, dressed in blue and white, was carrying the sleeping Yan Fan on her back, with a joyful smile on her face.

[The first time I carried my ancestor on my back, I didn’t expect it to be so light. 】

[Old Ancestor smells so good. I obviously never use spices or perfumes. It should be the light and elegant body fragrance that comes with it. It smells so good that I really want to kiss it. 】

[It’s quite cold here. Will Ancestor catch a cold? 】

Thinking of this, Le Huanhuan looked down and quietly put Yan Fan's slightly cold-red palm into his collar.

She first felt a biting coldness, and then her cheeks turned pink, as attractive as a peach, and she became more courageous day by day.

Yun Duan next to him witnessed this scene and did not feel it was inappropriate. In his opinion, Le Huanhuan was Yan Fan's guard and the maid responsible for taking care of his daily life and everything. His body and soul belonged to Yan Fan. This was not an unspeakable act. .

In other words, in the eyes of their princes, guards and maids are equal to commodities.

Even though two Ascension Realm monks died last night, Yun Niang did not feel a trace of sadness or regret. They were the deadliest servants secretly trained by the royal family. They were buried with restrictions by the emperor and could be killed at any time. Their duty was to protect Yan Fan and the young. Once you die, you will die. It is not worth wasting your time.

This is not to say that Mu Changsheng and the princes are cruel, but that living in a place like the Beihuang Continent where the weak eat the strong, the laws and rules of survival are completely different from those in a purely mortal country.

"Ancestor seems to like you." Yun Duan said suddenly.

Le Huanhuan, who was next to him, was stunned for two seconds, and responded seriously, "Everything about me belongs to my ancestor, whether it is my body or my soul. I am doing my best to take good care of my ancestor. As for my love... I will always remind you Myself, I'm just a guard."

"But you are not an ordinary guard. You are the leader of the Wushuang Army. Your status in the Wushuang Dynasty is higher than that of some generals. Have you ever thought about marrying the ancestor? I mean becoming the ancestor's concubine... ." Yun Duan deliberately asked.

As a concubine? Prince Yun, what does this mean? Test whether I have the intention to climb a high branch and become a phoenix? Even though I admire my ancestor, he treats me... Lehuanhuan, Lehuanhuan, why do I think so much? I am very satisfied to be with my ancestor... Lehuan Huan's expression didn't change and he answered calmly:

"Your Majesty, you think highly of me. A killer like me who used to live in the dark is not worthy of love, let alone anyone's wife or concubine. Protecting my ancestor is the last order the emperor gave me. "

"If you are aware, the emperor still seriously underestimated your methods. Now, I am afraid that the emperor will not dare to kill you easily." Yun Duan put his hands behind his back and smiled, not resenting Le Huanhuan.

He implicitly admired Le Huanhuan. After getting along with him for a while, he knew that Yan Fan was not a womanizer. For a normal man with Yan Fan's status, the health palace would have been filled with stunning women.

Le Huanhuan was able to get Yan Fan, who had almost no desires and demands, and it seemed to Yun that the method was not simple.

As everyone knows, sincerity is always a must-win.

The group of people walked for a long time and still could not see the end of the ice field.

Shiwandashan is vast and vast, and each area is very large. It is difficult to cross it in a short time by walking at a normal speed.

They were not in a hurry. They still had no idea where the saint's ruins were. If they rushed to the core area in advance, they would not only face the attack of the demon king, but also face competition from various major forces.

Sometimes, it’s better to go early than to go wisely.

Half an hour later, Le Huanhuan felt a pain in his chest, his big hands stretched out his collar, and Yan Fan woke up.

"Did I fall asleep again?"

"Still can't control it..."

"Le Daotao, do you really like that my ancestor took advantage of you? When I woke up five times, my hand was on your chest four times. Although the touch feels good, my ancestor is a gentleman..."

In a dazed state, Yan Fan chattered a lot, got off the woman's back, stretched, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"Ancestor, you are not sleeping well." Le Huanhuan muttered in a low voice.

Her gentle and kind side only treats Yan Fan, and she always has a cold or calm face towards others. Looking back on the past, from childhood to adulthood, Yan Fan was the best to her, and he was approachable despite being in a high position.

"Impossible, Ancestor is the most honest sleeper." Yan Fan gave Le Huanhuan a headache.

He looked around the endless ice field. The cold wind was biting and there was not a single living monster.

"Xiaoyun, were you attacked last night?" Yan Fan turned to the cloud in the classic white robe and asked.

Walking on the ice, Yunliang shook his head and patiently stated:

"Ancestor, everything was fine last night. We were not attacked, but..."

He paused for a moment and thought, "Shiwandashan is getting more and more lively. Some old monsters I'm familiar with are coming with their disciples. More importantly, two more groups of people have come from the upper world. One is called Peacock." The country is called Xianbao Pavilion."

"Huo Guo, the first arrogant person in the Fire Emperor Continent, appeared and had a fight with the Qihuo God's Son. The winner was not decided."

"The number one dancer in Tianqiong Continent arrived, and a pair of double pupils directly suppressed the two goddesses in Yuhua Palace. After defeating them, they went to the core area of ​​Shiwan Mountain."

......

"The Son of God and the Goddess of the Upper Realm, the number one genius in Fire Emperor Continent, the number one dancer in Tianqiong Continent, Long Aotian who has mastered the True Dragon Art..." Yan Fan muttered while looking back at his thirteen geniuses. , there is no harm without comparison.

Yun Shiya: "I feel like our ancestor despises us."

Yun Ni: "Auntie, be more confident and get rid of the feeling. The ancestor is looking down on us."

Qin Tian: "Finally, I sat down in a well and looked at the sky. I jumped out of the Wushuang Dynasty. There were so many peers who were stronger than me. My previous pride was crushed to the ground and trampled on."

Hong Sang: "Don't be so pessimistic. Some people are born with extraordinary talents. They either have a supreme bone in their bodies, or are accompanied by sacred objects, or contracted with ancient beasts. The starting point is different. Even if we try our best to catch up, it will be useless... I think Open up a little, at least we belong to the second tier of geniuses.”

Yun Shiya sighed:

"God is so unfair."

"Unfair?" Yun Zong, who was walking in front, raised his eyebrows when he heard his daughter's words and snorted, "Girl, you were born as a princess of the Wushuang Dynasty. You are loved by thousands of people and have countless training resources. Ascended monks will be your teachers. , do you still think it’s unfair to be treated like this?”

Yan Fan yawned and said, "Comparison is the stupidest thing. You must know that there are people outside the world. Ordinary people envy you. You envy those sons of gods and goddesses, but they also have to look up to stronger monsters... ...Since you can’t change your innate conditions, you have to work hard the day after tomorrow. Fairness is the rule of the game given by the strong to the weak.”

"My ancestor doesn't despise you, I just think that you lack blood and are too submissive. How can you compete with those geniuses for saint treasures in this state? Is it possible that you want to come back defeated?"

"Opportunities need to be grabbed, not just waiting."

Yun Shiya, who was wearing a long dress with a white cloud pattern, was unconvinced and retorted, "Ancestor, we are not cowards, but we still provoke or fight when we know we can't win. I think it is a particularly stupid behavior!"

"Bastard, who asked you to contradict..."

Yun Duan's expression suddenly changed, and before he could finish his words, Yan Fan stretched out his hand to interrupt him.

Yan Fan waved to Yun Shiya.

The young people became nervous instantly, fearing that their ancestor would kill Fairy Yun because of this.

Yun Shiya weighed ninety kilograms and weighed eighty-nine kilograms. She took a deep breath and walked over. Not to be outdone, she stared into the man's brown eyes with an arrogant attitude of "I'm right."

Yan Fan patted her shoulder with a smile and said sincerely:

"There are always some things that are higher than life, higher than everything else!"

"Your actions and choices are right. But if you choose to escape, you should not complain about unfairness. Among those talented people who can go to the end, which one is not fighting with their lives? Which one is not knowing that the enemy is extremely powerful and still holds the weapon in his hand , want to fight for your own bright future?"

"You only see their extraordinary talents and destiny, but ignore the blood and sweat they put in along the way, so... come on!"

After saying that, Yan Fan took the cotton-padded jacket from Le Huanhuan's hand and put it on, exhaled a breath of cold air, half-squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

Three Thousand Continents, between heaven and earth, an eternal bell resounded.

Saint's ruins, open!