I woke up after 300 million years

She is high-profile and cannot be refused, and she is peaceful and noble. These words are not an exaggeration to describe the goddess Yan'er.

This goddess showed her face in public for the first time, which really shocked three thousand monks.

It's not because she is as beautiful as a celestial being. On the contrary, she is too ordinary.

To be honest, the monks were greatly disappointed. They thought that all the goddesses in the upper world were outstanding in their beauty and the leader of thousands of flowers. However, it turned out that the goddess Yan'er was not as beautiful as Fairy Caixi, her temperament was not as gorgeous as Ice Girl, and her figure was not as attractive as Ji Hongwen. , belongs to the type that is okay in all aspects, but not outstanding in all aspects, and is quite satisfactory.

Taking a closer look, Yan'er is about 1.5 meters tall. She is on the short side. She is wearing a valuable blue-purple dress. Her black hair is tied up in a fairly mature hairstyle. Her facial features are standard, her chest is not stunning, and she is overall average. A little higher.

Some monks broke through, and the perfect goddess they imagined and longed for turned out to be so ordinary. If it were on earth, it would be called a large-scale "online dating" crash scene.

It's like when you were a child, you longed for chocolate that you couldn't afford. When you grow up, you have money, you buy it, you tear open the package excitedly, take a bite, and find that it's just like that.

It's a pity to throw away tasteless food.

The only thing Yan'er can use is her identity as a goddess in the Yuhua Shrine.

This is more exciting than guessing the blind box. It's no wonder that the goddess Yan'er is always in the sedan wherever she goes. She must be very concerned about her appearance.

The goddesses who hold high positions and have the same status are all stunning, but she is mediocre and ordinary, which would be a thorn in anyone's heart.

Sure enough, after Yan'er noticed the rich changes in the expressions of the three thousand monks, her face suddenly darkened.

She was particularly concerned about her appearance, but could not do anything about it, because she practiced the "True Dao", and everything she presented was the real side, and she could not change her appearance and height through acquired practice. She had been distressed, sad, and shed tears over this, but Qi Huo, the only childhood sweetheart, swore that no matter what, he would always only love her and would not dislike any beauty or ugliness.

Frankly speaking, Yan'er was indeed moved and thought about marrying Qihuo. But as she grew up, as the strange eyes around her increased, and as the goddess became more and more outstanding at the same time, she began to feel inferior, jealous, and disgusted, and finally her mentality Go to extremes.

She vowed to marry the real dragon above the nine heavens, the future emperor who could overlook the nine heavens and ten earths and suppress an era. She wanted to prove that she was the best woman.

Of course, the three thousand monks paid more attention to the bronze bell on the left hand of the goddess Yan'er than their appearance.

The bronze bell was about the size of a basketball, and its exterior was covered with a layer of rust. The faintly exposed characters contained the saint's Taoist patterns, and the aura it exuded was enough to suppress everyone present.

The monks looked envious and whispered:

"Countless strong men competed for this bronze bell, but I didn't expect that it would be acquired by the goddess Yan'er in the end, and I will be blessed with great luck!"

"This is a holy weapon. If placed in any Taoist tradition, it can ensure that the Taoist tradition will last for tens of millions of years and its fortune will be prosperous!"

"It seems that the winner of this lower realm experience between the Son of God and the Goddess has been decided. Goddess Yan'er has become the biggest winner and the future palace master of the Yuhua Palace."

"Well, that makes sense. Although she is average-looking, which is beyond expectations, we monks pay more attention to strength. Her appearance is nothing more than a skin. It doesn't matter if she is mediocre."

"Fairy Caixi and those named Mu are going to be in bad luck, especially the one named Mu. The reputation of the goddess Yan'er was ruined before, and it will definitely be miserable this time."

"Speaking of which, everyone calls him Mu. Doesn't anyone know his name?"

"What if the dying person knows his name?"

......

Qihuo, who was wearing Qilin armor, glanced at the monk in the air and gave a "shut up" look, and the whole place fell silent.

He strode up to Yan'er, changed his posture, and said gently:

"Yan'er, if you want them, they will be yours, but Mu has humiliated me three times. Before you kill him, I will give him three blows to vent my hatred!"

"Yan'er, there's also me. Mu's bully is too much. If I don't cut off his legs, it's hard to get rid of his hatred!" Long Aotian, who was dressed in golden armor, stood up and said angrily.

Huo Guo, who was dressed in red and had black hair, said coldly, "You can have the surname Mu, but Cai'er is my woman and I must take her away. Whoever dares to stop me will fight until death!"

The lake was frozen, her ice-blue hair was fluttering, and the ice girl who was three thousand miles away spoke out, "Take it away just as you said? Caixi took away the saint's scripture that should belong to me. She belongs to me, understand?" "

Kong Rongyun, holding a colorful feather fan, smiled lightly and said:

"I'm not interested in people named Mu, but the saint's scriptures in the hands of Fairy Caixi are also one of my goals this time, so... I want to compete with this person."

Everyone was talking to each other, treating Cai Xi and Yan Fan as commodities.

In their eyes, a seriously injured and dying No. 1 dancer, a Mr. Mu who was unconscious for unknown reasons, and a little hedgehog in the King's realm, all together pose no threat and can be handled easily.

when!

Yan'er shook the bronze bell, and the terrifying sound of the bell resounded in everyone's minds, attacking their spirits and souls.

"I will take the lives of these two people, this is the second time!"

"Their lives belong to me, and their treasures will naturally belong to me."

Yan'er took a step forward and looked down on the audience, "You can grab it if you want. Don't say I won't give you a chance. Those who are dissatisfied... come together."

These words were extremely arrogant, but even so, everyone present remained silent.

That is a holy weapon!

Even if Yan'er could only activate one ten thousandth of the power of the holy soldiers, it would still be enough to suppress the younger generation.

What's more, they observed that the Holy Soldier seemed to recognize Yan'er.

It is unknown what method this goddess used, but she can definitely explode with greater power and should not be underestimated.

On the snow-covered shore, the scarred Caixi hugged Yan Fan, and the little hedgehog kept licking her wounds. The saliva provided a therapeutic effect, but in the end it was only a drop in the bucket.

Caixi's right hand caressed Yan Fan's cheek, leaving bloody fingerprints, and said in a low voice, as breathless as a gossamer:

"Big bad guy, we may really be in doom this time. I don't understand why you are often unconscious, and I will do my best to protect you..."

"You and my brother seem to have the same gentle smile. How I wish I could hear you call me sister..."

"If...we can leave alive, promise me not to abandon me this time, okay?"

Two lines of tears streamed down her face. Cai Xi pulled off the pendant and stuffed it into Yan Fan's hand. She stood up staggeringly and faced the three thousand geniuses.

Goddess Yan'er was startled, then sarcastically said, "You still have the strength to stand up, why are you planning to fight to the death? Where was your arrogance before? Didn't you claim to be invincible in the Three Thousand States?"

Caixi said nothing, blood stained the ice.

She closed her eyes and danced on the spot with her bare feet.

The number one dancer in Tianqiong State.

This is not a false name, maybe everyone thinks that the double pupil is Cai Xi's trump card and the most powerful killing move.

But in fact, her trump card has never been double pupils.

These double pupils belong to someone else's power after all. Her real power is the Nine Heavens Emperor Technique.

A magic technique left by an ancient emperor is presented in the form of a dance. One dance can communicate the power of the Nine Heavens Avenue.

Dancing with the colorful sunshine, it resonates with the Taoism and rules of the saint's ruins.

Long Aotian was horrified, "This! What kind of power is this?"

"Incredible, the cultivation of the first level of Ascension Realm has communicated with the Taoism of Saints!" Qi Huo took a breath of cold air, and his scalp felt numb for a while.

It has to be said that Caixi's strength really shocked them.

Although he is seriously injured and dying, his posture is like a candle in the wind, and he is at the end of his strength, he can still perform a dance that is unparalleled in Sanqianzhou!

Such a woman who combines talent and strength makes all women envious and jealous.

Goddess Yan'er held the bronze bell tightly, becoming more determined to kill Cai Xi.

The first level of Ascension Realm is so powerful. If it fully grows up, then...

Who else can fight with it?

Who else can rival it?

"One dance and nine heavens will fall!"

In an instant, the Taoism of the saint's ruins condensed into a hundred thousand weapons, and the torrential rain came down like pear blossom needles!

This is the sage's Taoism. It is not something that the younger generation can resist. Now being pulled by Caixi, it is so terrifying!

"So what about the saint's Taoism? I am holding a complete holy weapon, how can I be afraid of you!" Yan'er snorted, not to be outdone, she threw out the bronze bell in her left hand and activated it with all her strength.

when!when!when!

Bursts of bells resounded in the air, forming a transparent sound wave barrier that could withstand a hundred thousand magical weapons.

The collision between the two sides was so powerful that the mountains turned into powder, the rivers evaporated, and the forests were flattened. The destruction caused by the aftermath was like the end of the world!

The monks scurried away with their heads in their hands, hiding here and there.

"Fuck! That's outrageous!"

"Is this actually a battle between two Ascension Realm first-level monks?"

"Compared with them, I am ashamed to be called a genius. Whoever calls me a genius in the future will make me jealous. It hurts my self-esteem so much!"

"Alas, to be born in the same era as such a talented person, I feel hopeless, such a huge despair!"

"Don't despair, escape this disaster first!"

Long Aotian sacrificed his true dragon armor, and its defense could withstand a full blow from the ninth level of the Ascension Realm.

Qihuo put away the three-headed fire unicorn, and a set of flame armor protected his whole body, which also had strong defense.

The rest of the first-tier geniuses all showed their trump cards.

With strong power behind them, they will naturally not lack defensive treasures. Before entering the ruins, their elders had already given them life-saving armor or decrees.

Originally, it would not be used unless it was absolutely necessary, but at this moment, the force of the one hundred thousand magical weapons and the bronze bell of the holy weapon was shocking. Those monks with weaker flesh and blood were directly thrown thousands of meters away, vomiting blood, and were seriously injured. Fall to the ground.

Caixi was bleeding from all her orifices and could no longer hold on. One hundred thousand magical weapons disappeared into thin air.

She sighed inwardly and fell next to Yan Fan.

The sound of the bell was loud and echoed throughout every corner of the ruins.

Yan'er's face turned pale, she had consumed too much of her true spirit. Fortunately, the other party was seriously injured and could not finish the whole dance.

After taking a breath, Yan'er recalled the bronze bell, walked towards Cai Xi and Yan Fan step by step, and said with emotion:

"You are very strong, three points stronger than us geniuses in the upper world. You conquered me with your strength. Unfortunately, this world is like this. A person's strength is nothing. I have the background, ability, and means. You have trump cards and luck, but what about you? You have great strength, you are alone and helpless, and no one saves you when you are about to die. Your existence is just an accident."

"I will personally erase this accident of yours... Don't worry, I will inherit your double eyes and your Taoism, bring them to the stage of the upper world, and walk out on my own invincible path!"

Yan'er became more and more excited as she talked, as if she had already seen the scene where she ruled for nine days.

Huo Guo covered his chest and gritted his teeth, not daring to speak in anger.

He understood that if he went to rescue Cai Xi at this time, not only would he not be able to save anyone, but he would also get involved.

Although beautiful women are good, they also have a life to enjoy. Huo Guo will not make fun of his own life.

The relics of the invincible Saint Yan'er who possess the Bronze Bell of the Saint Weapon are an undoubted fact!

The sun and moon shine together in the sky, and the earth is devastated.

Countless monks held their breath and stared at Yan'er.

Some people shook their heads in regret, thinking it was a pity that Caixi died.

Some people are as calm as water and feel that everything is destined.

Some people turned away, knowing they couldn't get a piece of the pie.

Just as Yan'er's excited hand was about to touch Cai Xi's eyes, a big hand grabbed Yan'er's wrist.

"What do you mean?" Yan'er looked sideways at the white-haired man and sneered, "I thought you would keep pretending to be asleep, but in the end... you still can't bear to see your lover die in front of you?"

"Forget it, I will kill you first. You are of no use. I will kill you just to vent my hatred."

After saying that, Yan'er grabbed Yan Fan's neck with her backhand, using a little force and a little torture.

Yan Fan looked at the other party with his golden eyes and said lightly:

"Insect, take your dirty hands away. My body cannot be touched by humble beings like you."

When Yan'er met those eyes, she broke out in a cold sweat. She felt flustered for no reason, so she actually let go of her hand and took two steps back.

Keeping her composure, she immediately blushed, her anger undisguised.

"You call me a bug?"

"You're a piece of shit who only knows how to hide behind women! You're a pariah! You're a garbage man!"

"You have completely angered me. Let me show you once in your humble life what the power of a saint is and what despair is!"

Yan'er sacrificed the bronze bell and prepared to suppress Yan Fan with one strike.

Yan Fan, no, to be precise, the Immortal Lord looked puzzled and said bluntly:

"This kind of toy can actually be used as a weapon?"