I woke up after 300 million years

The Supremes looked at each other in confusion, wondering what the Holy Son was doing when he appeared at this time.

The Lord of Moonlight City crossed his legs, "This temple...this layout...this outfit...should the Holy Son announce his marriage to the Saint?"

Supreme Qingxia took over the words, "If the Holy Son and the Saint really become Taoist couples, it will definitely become a good story in this Supreme Battle."

Supreme Yunwu smiled and said, "The saint's beauty is better than that of the fairy, and the saint's talent is better than that of the ancient sage. It is a good thing for the two of them to become Taoist couples."

Listening to the speeches of the Supremes, the black-clothed ancestor sneered in his heart: The Holy Son and the Holy Lady are all wolves in sheep's clothing. They clearly promised me that they would represent the Yuhua Palace to win the top three positions in the Supreme Battle. Now, , didn’t even make it into the top ten... My granddaughter disappeared, and even got a Taiyin divine body. This supreme battle is such a loss!

He has been searching for several days, but Ji Hongwen seems to have disappeared from the world and cannot be found at all.

The conversation between the Saint and the Son ends.

Tianming glanced at the tens of billions of monks, cleared his voice, and said with a kind smile:

"Everyone, I shouldn't have interrupted the Supreme Battle, but I really can't hold back my joy and want to share it with you. That is, I want to become a Taoist couple with the girl I love most in front of the witnesses of all races!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"The Holy Son has someone he likes!"

"Woo... I'm so happy and touched. I'm getting married in front of thousands of people. If I were me, I would definitely be so excited that I cry. No, I'm already so excited that I cry!"

"This scene is rare to see once in a hundred thousand years. Who is the lucky girl?"

"Nonsense, of course it's the Saint!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Tian Ming shouted to the sky, "Mengchu Love! I love you! Will you marry me!"

Everyone was confused.

"Meng's first love, who is it?"

"I remember that the Supreme War Saint introduced me last time. My name is Tu Meng."

"The Holy Son is not marrying the Saint, but another girl?"

At this time, below the temple, the fairy spirit was floating, and a woman wearing a gauze and a grand golden dress walked up the stairs step by step, heading towards the destiny at the top.

"Menger!"

In the Supreme Hall area, Mu Changsheng became emotional and stood up, but was tightly grabbed by Yan Fan.

His eyes were red and his body was trembling, "Ancestor, that's my disciple. I know her. She definitely didn't marry the Holy Son voluntarily... I can't watch Meng'er marry someone she doesn't love!"

"Calm down." Yan Fan slapped Mu Changsheng on the back of the head and scolded, "What's the use of trying to stop you now? Can you defeat the eternal supreme saint and saint? Even if you defeat them, if the Tianxing clan The saint is coming, what can you do to resist?"

"I...I..." Mu Changsheng clenched his fists, feeling powerless for the second time.

The first time he faced the saints who ruled Baitian, he was imprisoned and humiliated. The second time he faced the saints who ruled Hongtian, he watched helplessly as his disciple walked towards the "magic hand".

Mu Changsheng wanted to speak, but belatedly realized that his voice was hoarse. He was tens of thousands of times more uncomfortable than a severe cold, and he couldn't say a word.

Yan Fan couldn't bear it, so he patted his shoulder and said sincerely:

"Chang Sheng, I like Meng Girl very much. Naturally, I won't let her go into the abyss. The first thing is that you have to calm down and give her some time."

Mu Changsheng's lips trembled, he gritted his teeth, tried hard to control his emotions, and uttered one word, "Okay."

Immediately, Yan Fan looked at his sister and said in a very relaxed tone, "Cai'er, it seems that we are going to war with the Holy Clan, are you afraid?"

Caixi's eyes were bright, "Brother, your sister is invincible to women of this era. I have nothing to fear from the mere saints!"

"Ancestor, can you use all your strength to fight the saints?" Yang Jian blinked and asked.

Yan Fan smiled, "Of course."

The disciples and elders of the Supreme Hall were frightened. What did they hear?

Fight the saints! ?

Yao Shisan covered his heart in disbelief, "Uncle Master, are you...are you crazy!"

Su Yao stood up and said, "You don't understand... To be honest, Xiaofan and I really didn't plan to run into the Tianxing clan or have too many disputes at the beginning, but plans can never keep up with changes. It's right to think about it." , if all plans go well, it will be almost the same as predicting the future. At this point, we have no choice."

Yan Fan tugged at the collar of his red coat, tied up his black hair with red silk, and walked out of the Supreme Hall area.

Mu Changsheng followed closely behind, Caixi looked relaxed, and Yang Jian was taciturn.

Their behavior instantly caused everyone to whisper.

"What is this for?"

"I don't understand. Is that dream first love related to Yan Fan? Are they trying to rob someone?"

"I'll go, don't talk nonsense, that's the Taoist companion of the Holy Son, who dares to rob him? Are you crazy!"

Yueguang suddenly became nervous, with cold sweat on the palms and backs of her hands, and whispered silently:

"You are so crazy, God, what should I do? Will they drag me into the water?"

Various sounds intertwined and reached the ears of Meng Chulian.

She was already halfway up the hundred-level stairs, paused for a moment, and then went up again.

Wise choice...Yan Fan, Yan Fan, you see, there is nothing you can do, the entire Hongtian, my Tianxing clan has the final say, anyone who dares to resist will die next time, this Holy Son is the most I like to see other people's desperate expressions, so what if you kill one of my Dharma bodies? In front of me, you are just an ant, I can handle it at will... Tianming held the Ten Thousand Years Flower in his left hand, looked down at Yan Fan, and gave the other party a A provocative look.

Sixty floors.

Seventy floors.

Eighty floors.

Destiny stretched out his right hand, and Meng's first love was about to reach the top.

All races were congratulating each other, and smiled at the weird behavior of Yan Fan and others, not paying much attention to it.

Ninety floors.

Ninety-three floors.

Yan Fan took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Is this the answer you gave me?"

On the ninety-fifth floor, the dream of first love stopped.

Others might not be able to see it, but Tianming saw it, and the girl was already crying with tears streaming down her face.

Meng Chulian turned around suddenly and bit her lip, like a wronged little girl, crying and shouting to Yan Fan, "Ancestor, I don't want to marry him, help me!"

This cry resounded throughout Tianyuan and into the ears of every monk.

The whole place was deathly silent.

Yan Fan smiled, "Changsheng, cut down the flag of the Tianxing clan!"

Without saying a word, Mu Changsheng slashed out with his sword, and the sword light flew towards the black flag at the top of the temple.

when!

The flag broke and fell to the ground.

Yue Guang was paralyzed, "It's over, it's over... These lunatics, do you know what cutting off the flag of the Saint Clan means!?"

"Absurd! Uncle Master, do you know what you are doing! Do you want to kill the Supreme Palace? For the sake of boring and ridiculous love, you want to destroy the entire Supreme Palace!" Demon Thirteen roared heartbreakingly.

Su Yao didn't look back, "from tonight on, I am no longer from the Supreme Hall."

All races were shocked. At this moment, no one could be indifferent or calm.

Yan Fan's behavior can no longer be described as bold, it is simply a defiant provocation!

The Supremes retreated ten thousand meters in an instant, including Qingxia Supreme, who was also Su Yao's teacher and friend.

No one wants to get involved in this dispute, and everyone is thinking about how to distance themselves from the Supreme Palace.

The leaves rustled in the autumn wind.

Tianming, who was holding a bouquet of flowers, looked ugly.

Yan Fan condensed a three thousand magic sword and pointed it at the temple.

"I said, you can't marry Meng's first love. I will protect my children and grandchildren."

"I will... declare war on heaven!"