I woke up after 300 million years

One finger pointed at the northern wasteland.

This finger is extremely fast, disrupting the space, and is three times more terrifying than ordinary killing techniques!

Faced with this kind of man who didn't say many ruthless words, Hong Wen refused to be outdone and had no intention of testing him. The saint's blood boiled in his body, and his red-blooded sacred heart beat loudly, playing a wonderful movement.

As soon as you arrive, use your special skills!

"The art of burying the sky, the ultimate holy skill!"

The sky condensed into a spear, and its power was so terrifying that even Yan Fan became solemn.

The aura of that superior person tore through the heaven and earth, penetrated the sea of ​​flowers, and shattered the Heaven-breaking Finger of Beihuang.

The two sides are not at all the same level of killer moves!

The red-striped sacred heart and the blood of the saints have created the strongest combat power. Even if she faces the siege of five or six sons of gods and goddesses, she is not afraid.

He once singled out five sons of gods in the upper world. He was a steady force and had terrifying strength. He was the only one who impressed Qihuo.

This woman, with her morbid character and extraordinary combat power, is so abnormal... Yan Fan secretly smacked his tongue and raised three fingers in a row.

One finger can shatter the northern wasteland, two fingers can break the sky, and three fingers can fight immortals!

The power of the perfectly superimposed Northern Wasteland Breaking Finger multiplied and clashed with the Holy Spear. The temperature instantly dropped to freezing point, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were frozen, and the aftermath spread, shattering one mountain after another.

The power of the red pattern was beyond Yan Fan's expectations.

It is clear that those who have cultivated to the first level of the Ascension Realm are more terrifying than those who have cultivated to the third level. They may be able to fight against the monks who have the fourth level of the Ascension Realm. This also shows that the gap between geniuses and ordinary people is indeed huge, and innate advantages are not You can make up for it the day after tomorrow.

For example, a child born into a wealthy family with assets worth hundreds of billions has everything since he was a child. The money that ordinary people earn in their lifetime is not as much as their monthly pocket money. This is a gap that cannot be bridged.

The red pattern is the lucky one blessed by God, who walks the strongest path and practices the strongest method.

"As expected, you are not a strong person from the ninth level. You are at the third level. Your combat power is not strong. You only practice immortal-level Taoism. You are weak and unbearable!"

The red dress fluttered in the wind, and the corners of her red-striped mouth curved in a beautiful way, and she raised her left foot and shook it, "I'll give you one last chance. Now crawl over and lick my feet. I can give you a dog leash, just like him." , as a dog at my feet.”

In the deep pit, the slovenly man was covered in wounds and dying, but miraculously he was not dead.

You know, in the battle of the Ascension Realm, there is no grass growing for thousands of miles, and it is no exaggeration to say that an ordinary person can survive.

"What a pervert, you refresh my understanding of human beings again and again!"

Yan Fan raised his right hand, and a high-quality sword flew out of the world inside his body, "One sword from the world of mortals, and the fate is broken!"

Cut through the world of mortals with one sword, and you will no longer be implicated!

The power of this sword was elevated to the third level of the Ascension Realm. The sloping mountain peak was cut off, and it went straight towards the goddess with a morbid personality.

Hong Wen bit her red lips and said to herself in an emotional voice, "Why do you resist? It's your honor to be a dog at the feet of this goddess. In the upper world, countless people want to lie at my feet, but I don't even look at them. One glance... I understand, you are letting your lust play, you want to play tricks, you are teasing me!"

"Teasing your uncle!" Yan Fan yelled, goosebumps all over his body.

He finally figured out that this woman was mentally abnormal. She was seriously abnormal. She liked to talk to herself, and she also had paranoia and irritability. This could be judged by whipping the sloppy man.

Hong Chen's sword was right in front of him, Hong Wen waved his hand, and a blood-red wall blocked the blade.

"It's useless, you can't beat me. I am a descendant of a saint. I have awakened the saint's heart and blood. I was born noble, and my fighting power is beyond the reach of the younger generation. What can you use to fight me?"

The red pattern became more and more arrogant, walking towards the void step by step, looking down.

She waved her hand, and countless holy spears gathered together and rained down like raindrops.

The two sides exchanged hundreds of moves while breathing, and the battle was in full swing.

The sloppy man suddenly said:

"What a noble person, what a sweep across the younger generation. You are just a thief, Mr. Mu. Her weak point is on her left chest, where there is a wound that will never heal."

"Hongwen, your life is destined to..."

"Success is the heart of a saint, failure is also the heart of a saint."

Left breast?

Yan Fan frowned, half-believing the sloppy man's words.

Unexpectedly, Tian Hongzhi's face changed drastically. She didn't know which sentence or word had angered her. Her voice became sharp, her three thousand black hairs flew up, and her anger was visible to the naked eye.

"Shut up! You are just a dog, a dog that I can knead, and you have no right to comment on me!"

Hongwei was furious and hundreds of spears gathered.

This single blow is enough to kill a powerful Ascension Realm monk and destroy mountains and rivers.

"Really on the left chest?"

Yan Fan squinted his eyes, a mirror appeared behind him, and he used the Heaven-Seeing Technique to form ten thousand layers of mirror defense.

However, the spear was so terrifying that all the ten thousand layers of mirrors shattered in a fraction of a second, and the sound of explosions resounded through the sky. The monks far away in the horizon were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat when they witnessed all this, and they immediately ran away.

After a while, the breeze blew away the dust, and the sea of ​​flowers had long since disappeared, replaced by a bottomless pit, and the dust of the battle settled.

Hongwen took a deep breath, his excitement gradually calmed down, his eyes were lonely, and he said to himself:

"Why are you forcing me? I gave you a chance. I am very kind to the beasts. My parents praise me as the best child and the child with the best personality. I am very happy, really happy..."

Suddenly, a finger penetrated the red streaked left chest from behind!

Yan Fan appeared quietly and leaned into the woman's ear, speaking as calmly as water:

"I don't understand your morbid thinking, but you can go die."

"Beihuangpo..."

Hong Wen spurted out a mouthful of blood and shouted:

"Ancestor save me!"

Suddenly, it was dark!

The sky of the saint's ruins was torn apart, and a big hand covering the sky rushed towards him. The aura as thick as the Jiutian Mountain oppressed Yan Fan, unable to move, and he could not even move the corner of his mouth.

The big hand sucked away the red lines and was about to destroy Yan Fan when the Taoist magic from the saint's ruins came and cut the hand into bones, while the emperor's rules between the upper and lower realms were also attacking.

Helpless, Dashou gave up on killing Yan Fan and quickly returned to the upper realm with the severely injured Hong Wen.

"Boy, today you outsmart my granddaughter by half a point. If you dare to come to the upper world in the future, I will destroy one of your souls and two of your souls. The remaining soul will not be reincarnated and will be burned by karma for the rest of your life!"

The old voice reached Yan Fan's ears, a naked threat.

Yan Fan was not used to it. He pointed to the sky and shouted, "If you dare, come down. I will kill you with one move. If you use one more move, I will lose and commit suicide on the spot!"

"Hmph! I'll wait for you in the upper realm!" The master of the big hand snorted coldly.

Yan Fan: "If you dare, come down!"

He understood that a being of this level could not come to the lower realm. The emperor's rules would kill the opponent. He knew that the opponent was no threat, so how could he be cowardly?

"Come down! I'll wait for you for three seconds. If you don't come, you'll be a dog!"

"one two Three!"

"Forget it if you don't come. People don't care about dogs."

The big hand that covers the sky has long returned to the upper realm, but Yan Fan's provocation still angered the other party, and he rained down a Nine Heavens Immortal Thunder.

Ninety-nine percent of Thunder's power was destroyed by the Emperor's Rules, and 0.9% of its power was destroyed by the Taoism of the Saint's Relics. The remaining 0.1% of its power fell on Yan Fan.

"Bouxing, are you tickling me?" Yan Fan yawned, pretending.

The passage to the upper realm healed, and the terrifying existence did not want to talk to Yan Fan.

"have they gone?"

The sloppy man lay on the edge of the pit, panting heavily, looking up at the sky, and said with a smile:

"It's probably time to leave. You are very brave. You even dare to challenge him. I admire you!"

Yan Fan's tense nerves relaxed, he wiped a handful of cold sweat and sat down on the ground, "That woman doesn't have martial ethics. If she can't win, she just calls for help. This scared me, but luckily he couldn't get down."

The sloppy man was stunned for a second, then laughed dumbly, "I thought you weren't afraid, but you were just pretending."

"Nonsense, I have just ascended to the realm. The owner of that big hand is probably three or four realms higher than me. If you say you are not afraid, you must be lying." Yan Fan sat on the ground, with his left foot straightened, his right foot curled, and his mouth He said he was scared, but his expression was calm and calm.

In fact, he didn't have the emotion of "fear", and he couldn't figure out why.

The two were silent for a long time, and Yan Fan took the initiative to speak out:

"How could you, an ordinary person, be tied up by that woman and used as a..."

He paused for a moment and thought about it. The next words seemed inappropriate to say.

The slovenly man, covered in blood and with new injuries superimposed on old ones, smiled nonchalantly and said:

"I don't want to be her dog either. You may not believe it. Her real name is Ji Hongwen. My real name is Ji Hongyuan. She is my biological sister."

"Sister?" Yan Fan was stunned and confused, and it took him a long time to digest this information.

The sloppy boy Ji Hongyuan laughed at herself, "Are you surprised?

"That's right. My sister keeps her younger brother like a dog. It's outrageous for anyone to hear it. But it's true... My parents are too crazy, and I and Hong Wen are all victims. Born like this Coming from a sick family, I’m lucky to be alive till now.”

"Your mentality is a bit messed up." Yan Fan interjected.

"Destroyed?" Ji Hongyuan was confused, and did not hesitate or ask, but continued, "Our family is a lineage of saints. It has been too long to be traced back. Ever since my sister awakened to the bloodline of saints, the Yuhua Palace has been completely shaken, because above In the world, saints are invincible. If a saint is born in Yuhua Palace, it will soar to unimaginable heights."

"So, they expected me to awaken the saint's bloodline. As a result, I disappointed them and made them even more excited. I awakened the saint's heart. They took away my heart and gave me red lines, making me a heartless but able to survive. people."

"My awakening inspired them, and they kept urging my parents to have a baby quickly. They went crazy and planned to create a saint, and the red stripe was the perfect container."

"Before the lower world, my brother was six years old, and he is about to awaken. He should follow in my footsteps. I hope he will be stronger and live bravely."

Ji Hongyuan's eyelids were heavy, her tone of voice was getting lower and lower, and her vitality was rapidly passing away.

Yan Fan looked at the sloppy man and sighed:

"impermanence of life."

"I think so too." Ji Hongyuan maintained an optimistic and positive smile, "Sometimes, life is like this, it is so beautiful and gives people expectations, but sometimes, a sudden storm will shatter it all, leaving We are destitute, embarrassed, and desperate, which may be the helplessness of life, but also the charm of life.”

Ji Hongyuan stretched out her hand to catch the sun in the sky, but was unable to do so.

"Thank you for allowing me to leave with dignity at the last moment, instead of leaving like a dog."

"You..." Yan Fan opened his mouth but stopped talking.

Ji Hongyuan, who was mentally numb, turned her head and said, "You want to ask me about the Yuhua Palace? I'm sorry, I was imprisoned in a secret room since I was born. This time in the lower world is the first time I see the sun and flowers. I like it very much. The sun is good. It’s warm, the flowers and plants are beautiful, I...I, as a young man, should be climbing up on a swing, grasping the stars, chasing the sun, but no matter what..."

Ji Hongyuan could no longer open her eyes, tears filled her eyes, but the smile on her lips did not disappear.

"You're so strange. I can't see a trace of hatred or hatred in you, even if it's your parents and family members, but haven't you ever been unwilling to let them squeeze you like this?" Yan Fan started to become interested in the boy and couldn't help it. Probe and ask.

Ji Hongyuan, whose eyes had lost their light, hugged Yan Fan's waist with trembling hands, her chapped lips slightly opened, and she said with breathless breath:

"Knowing that there is nothing you can do about it and taking it as your fate."

"Thank you for listening to what I have to say."

"You are the first person to talk to me and the last one..."

Ji Hongyuan fell into Yan Fan's arms, lifeless.

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