I woke up after 300 million years

"You... are not what you used to be?" Jian Sanyi was dressed in gray clothes, holding a wooden sword in his left hand and holding his chin in his right hand.

He looked left and right, and saw a trace of fairy energy surging, but he couldn't sense Yan Fan's cultivation.

Yan Fan had a mysterious smile on his lips, turning a blind eye to the disciples. He put his arm around Jian San's shoulders, changed direction, and pointed at Su Yao in the crowd.

"My wife."

The air suddenly became quiet, Jian San's pupils suddenly shrank, and he lowered his voice and asked:

"Aren't you kidding?"

"I am a serious man and never joke." Yan Fan said solemnly.

"I'll go, my avenue...you boy, you..." Jian San was incoherent. No matter whether others believed it or not, he believed it anyway.

He had already told Jiuli that Uncle Su's attitude towards Yan Fan was unusual, and the two of them might...

Facts have proved that Yan Fan succeeded to the goddess that countless proud men flocked to!

Jian San had a strange expression. After a second thought, he guessed, "You deliberately jumped off the fairy boat, betting that Master Su would rescue you, and took the opportunity to stage a drama of a beauty saving a hero, and then pledged yourself to him?"

"You're crazy." Yan Fan shook his head.

"I jumped off the fairy boat just to save my spiritual pet."

The little hedgehog has been with him for thousands of years. When he is happy, he will laugh with him, when he is sad, he will cry with him, and when he is depressed, he will make him happy. He is a spiritual pet and a family member.

Jian San looked up at the blue sky, unable to accept it for a moment.

Belief and acceptance are two completely different concepts.

He couldn't figure it out. His uncle was obviously disgusted with Yan Fan at first, and the two of them didn't get along. How could they end up together unknowingly? Whether it's strength or status, the two of them are completely different!

Yan Fan kept a warm smile, "So, can I sit in the first row now?"

Jian San, whose eyebrows are like peaks, spoke in a low voice, "Do you think this is a good thing? You are miserable, you have no idea that Master Su's suitors are as numerous as stars, and they are not ordinary people, even if they are older Those who are over three thousand years old cannot participate in this supreme battle, but their disciples, friends, and juniors can target you."

"As long as you die in the Supreme Battle, they will still have a chance, understand?"

"In short, my love rivals are not two baskets, but one sack and one sack." Yan Fan spread his hands indifferently.

Jian San was speechless, "With your attitude, you will suffer sooner or later."

The other disciples looked blank, wondering what Yan Fan was talking about with the third elder.

As the atmosphere became more and more lively, the time came to nine o'clock in the morning.

As far as the eye can see, thousands of areas of the auditorium are filled with people. Most of the juniors have no seats and can only stand. The area of ​​the Supreme Dao Lineage is twice as large as that of the King Dao Lineage and has more people.

Suddenly, a stream of fairy energy shot straight into the sky, and the sky was filled with colorful lights, which was so beautiful.

Within the clouds, a space passage opened, and an earth unicorn came through the air!

The whole audience was silent, and they all looked towards the Immortal Platform.

"This pressure, a divine beast in the supreme realm!"

"Last time it was the ferocious beast Qiongqi, this time it's the divine beast Qilin. The Holy Clan has such a strong foundation!"

"I don't know who is presiding over this supreme battle."

While everyone was whispering, a man and a woman landed smoothly on the left and right sides of Tu Qilin.

The man wears a robe with a cloud pattern, his waist is as straight as a pine tree, he looks to be in his thirties, his eyes are cloudy, and he has a pair of special eyes.

The woman wears a long landscape dress, with beautiful eyes, clear hair, and a waterfall-like hair. She has a slight smile on her lips, making the opposite sex intoxicated and fascinated by her every frown and smile.

Jian San was stunned and whispered, "It's them, the hosts of the last supreme battle, Lord Gou Chen and Lord Saint."

"Monarch?" Yan Fan asked.

Jian San nodded thoughtfully, "In the Supreme Realm, certain Supremes who have unparalleled combat power and are so powerful that it is difficult to match them will receive the honorific title of Monarch after being recognized by everyone, which is a reflection of their combat power."

A manifestation of combat power?

He looks really strong, especially that man, whose eyes seem to be able to see through the disguise. Perhaps his cultivation level is higher than that of Su Yao, above the extreme, eternal?

If the saints who rule Baitian are so powerful, it will not be easy to bring Changsheng to the door.

Distracted thoughts emerged, Yan Fan looked sideways, his wife was still surrounded by a group of fairies.

Lord Gouchen took a step forward, and the invisible pressure spread, shocking the tens of billions of people present.

"Everyone, welcome to this supreme battle. After two thousand years, I can still see many familiar faces. I am very happy, especially Su Yao. I can still remember your performance last time."

In the audience, Jian San touched Yan Fan with his elbow and reminded via voice message:

[Lord Gouchen is one of Master Su’s suitors. The last time he expressed his love in front of tens of billions of people, he was rejected. If he knows about your relationship with Master Su, you will be targeted 100% of the time. 】

Upon hearing this, Yan Fan secretly clicked his tongue.

On the seventh battlefield, he didn't think Su Yao was very popular. Who knew that when they arrived in the Central Continent, Su Yao's suitors couldn't even fit into a spatial sack.

Yan Fan tugged at the collar of his red coat and changed his sitting position, "In the face of absolute strength, any countermeasures are in vain."

On the stage, Lord Gouchen continued to express:

"A total of 3.21 million people will participate in this Supreme War. The Holy Lady Monarch and I will monitor the entire process. Fairness, justice, and openness have always been the purposes of the Supreme War."

"The first elimination battle, the Eternal Battlefield, takes nine months."

"We dropped 30,000 holy seals on the battlefield, and after obtaining the holy seal, the monks who persisted to the end could be promoted. In the eternal battlefield, there are no rules and restrictions."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tu Qilin roared, declaring the majesty of the saint clan.

The Immortal Platform shook, and a formation opened, forming a colorful light curtain, leading to the entrance to the eternal battlefield.

"It's so simple, crude, and cruel. There are more than three million people, but only 30,000 people are allowed to advance. This elimination rate..." Yan Fan shook his head and sighed.

Jian San said with a graceful posture, "It is a process of scouring the sand. There are more than three million people, and there are only a few people who can really compete with those who have obtained the God-given quota. Of course, the world is still uncertain, and they are all dark horses. Looking at the supreme battle in the past ten thousand years, there are many The young man is not a God-given person, but he still fights to the end and gets first place."

Immediately, Jian San stood up and looked at the three thousand younger people in the Supreme Hall.

Taking a deep breath, he said with full energy:

"Listen up, step into the eternal battlefield. Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. This is your last chance. Those who want to fight for the future, enter the eternal battlefield. Those who are greedy for life and fear of death, stay. No one will ridicule you. Life is only once, cherish it. It’s also a Tao.”

As soon as Senior Brother Xuanyuan Shu moved, a thousand golden-robed inner disciples followed closely behind him.

"You will be a hero in life, but you will be a hero in death. How can we be content if we don't give it a try?"

"My idea is quite simple. It's not my style to not fight even once I've come this far."

"Third Elder, don't underestimate us. In this life, you will either live a wonderful life or you will never leave the Supreme Hall."

The two thousand red-clothed disciples looked at each other and smiled.

One word, fight!

In an instant, millions of the proud men of heaven flew into the eternal battlefield. Some walked with swords, some turned into moonlight, and some rode divine beasts.

This scene amazed countless people who came to participate in the Supreme Battle for the first time.

In the entire Hongtian, the geniuses of an era are not limited to the human race.

Yan Fan picked up a spiritual fruit and stared at someone. He was about to catch up when a beautiful figure blocked him.

Su Yao bid farewell to the group of fairies.

In full view of everyone, she arranged Yan Fan's red dress with her hands, took off the gauze, put her red lips close to her husband's ear, and whispered something.

"Don't be careless. A friend of mine told me that more than a dozen Supreme Daoists have secretly formed a secret alliance and are preparing to kill all the disciples of the Supreme Palace in the first elimination match."

"It's okay, I can fight a million immortals by myself." Yan Fan looked heroic and confident.

The two of them were in love, and others were dumbfounded.