I woke up after 300 million years

The decree turned into auspicious clouds and spread in every corner of Tianyuan.

Three 100-meter-tall figures sit on the auspicious clouds. One has wings on his back, one has three heads and six arms, and one has a third eye between his eyebrows. The clouds are hazy and his true appearance cannot be seen clearly, but none of them are human.

The endless holy power descended, and two-thirds of the tens of billions of monks could not bear it. They knelt on the ground, their bones cracked, and they could not lift their heads.

The Lord of Moonlight City hid in the crowd, so nervous that he couldn't breathe, thinking: Three Saint Patriarchs, three living saints, Yan Fan, Yan Fan, why don't you use your trump card? Is it possible that you lied to us?

Demon Thirteen slumped to the ground helplessly, with blood-red eyes, "Why? Uncle Master, I don't understand, why do you want to provoke the Tianxing clan? Will the million-year-old orthodoxy of the Supreme Palace be destroyed in my generation?"

At some unknown time, Jiuli, who was taking care of Ji Hongyuan in Tianyuan City, arrived.

Her heart was beating rapidly and she glared at Jian San, "You bastard, you didn't stop me. Mu Changsheng is your disciple, and you want to watch him die?"

Jian San took the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip, and then asked the question without answering for a long time:

"Have you ever risked your life for others in your life?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Jiuli's heart, causing heartache.

Jian San smiled, "In life, there is nothing more than pursuing freedom, freedom, and following one's heart without regrets. There are thousands of ways in the world. Since Changsheng has chosen the most desperate one, don't you think it's very difficult? cool?"

“Declaring war on the sky…really cool!”

"You rotten drunkard!" Jiuli kicked Jiansan in the butt, filled with indignation.

Qin Huang had mixed feelings, and finally understood where he lost compared with Yan Fan.

It can be said that he lost completely.

"I'm here to protect my children and grandchildren... Yan Fan, Yan Fan, should I say you are a fool? Or should I say you value love and justice?" Qin Huang let out a long sigh.

Supreme Yunwu's excited heart and trembling hands said, "Is this... is this a saint!?"

There were more than twenty supreme beings present, some of whom had lived for two to three hundred thousand years, meeting the saint for the first time.

Their eyes of yearning and adoration were undisguised.

Above the auspicious clouds, the three-eyed saint snorted coldly. Cai Xi and Yang Jian suddenly felt their chests feel heavy, and blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. Mu Changsheng flew thousands of miles away and crashed into the ruins.

"You are so audacious, blaspheming the Holy Clan, provoking the Holy Clan, and disobeying the Holy Clan, you will be punished!"

"On behalf of the Great Dao, I will destroy you yourself, and imprison your soul outside the reincarnation, so that you will never enter the reincarnation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a big hand that covered the sky came to grab him!

Yan Fan let go of the Three Emperors Sword and was caught by Su Yao.

He looked up at the sky, faced the Three Saint Patriarchs, and smiled, "You are so bold. If all the clans knew about the scandal of your Tianxing clan, could you still be so aloof?"

"What qualifications do you have to represent the avenue?"

"A mere saint, you can't even see the quasi-emperor's back. Has Dao Dao given you face?"

The three-eyed saint became angry, "You ant, you are seeking death!"

Yan Fan went up against the sky, raised his hand and shouted, "Who is afraid of whom? If you don't kill me, you will be a dog!"

"Here comes the coffin!"

In the crowd, the black-clothed ancestor of Yuhua Shrine turned into a ball of blood mist without any warning.

A red coffin appears.

This blood-red coffin is made of special metal and branches of the final body of the past.

The coffin is engraved with the pattern of the sun god bird, as well as the power of the inscriptions of the gods, the power of the rules of the universe, the power of prophecy, the power of the origin of the dark night, the entire book of the beginning...

Yan Fan previously told Su Yao and Yueguang that the coffin was their trump card.

From the first moment he saw the black-clothed ancestor, he sensed the existence of the red coffin, but he was unable to lead out the coffin. There was an invisible red thread connecting the two, but it was too weak.

In the past two years, he has quietly strengthened his connection with Red Coffin. Now...

The coffin flew up, and Yan Fan hugged it with both hands, inspiring the sun bird pattern.

Moment!

Just a moment!

Tianyuan disappeared!

Instead, there was a sea of ​​magma. A divine bird woke up in the magma, opened its golden eyes, and struck the three-eyed saint's palm with a blow until he vomited blood!

The monks were so frightened that they were suspended in mid-air.

"Are you kidding me? Tianyuan of Central Continent...disappeared!"

"Tianyuan is bigger than the three thousand states in the lower realm combined. It can be destroyed in one blow. This, this..."

"Is that blood-red coffin the ultimate emperor's weapon? Yan Fan struck the emperor's blow?"

"Cool!" Jiansan was so excited that he threw away the wine gourd and his cheeks turned red.

Yueguang was stunned, "This guy didn't lie! He really mastered a Ji Dao Imperial Weapon!"

At the same time, a nine-story small tower appeared and struck a devastating blow, destroying the cage where Meng's first love was imprisoned. The pressure of the quasi-emperor's soldiers tore the world apart and shattered the blockade of the Void Stone!

Someone said incoherently, "Crazy! All crazy!"

Someone swallowed, "A hint of the emperor's pressure, those are quasi-emperor soldiers, definitely!"

Some people were trembling, "Who are they?"

At this moment, the tens of billions of monks looked at the backs of Yan Fan and others, and had the illusion that they might really be able to fight against the sky!

"Menger!"

"Uuuu...Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Meng Chulian hugged Mu Changsheng tightly and kept saying sorry.

......

Twenty mortal supremes want to take down the injured Cai Xi and Yang Jian.

when!

The Six Paths of Samsara Cauldron came crashing down, and Ji Hongyuan, who was still injured, rushed over and stood in front of the two of them.

He had straps around his neck and head, the skin on his arms was torn, and his white clothes were stained with blood. He spoke nonsense to all the Supremes, "You bunch of bastards, listen up. She is my sister. If you want to bully her, beat me first!"

"Who is your sister? Step aside and jump out without even healing. How can you be so cool?" Cai Xi slapped Ji Hongwen on the back of her head, looking very arrogant.

The three of them faced the twenty supreme beings without taking a step back or being timid at all.

The sudden red coffin shocked the entire audience. Yan Fan stayed alone for nine days and saw the true face of the Three Saint Patriarchs.

There is something extremely wrong with these three saints. The bodies wrapped in auspicious clouds are carrion and insects, and a strange force is constantly eroding the three of them.

"Is this the method of the weird clan?" Yan Fan stared.

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the Patriarch of the Three Saints changed drastically and he questioned in a voice that only Yan Fan could hear.

"Ant, you actually know about the weird clan!"

"This coffin is not a Ji Dao imperial weapon. It contains the power of a strange clan. Who are you?"

"No matter who you are, if you know the secrets of my Tianxing clan and the Weird clan, you must die here today!"

The three saints took action at the same time, and their power destroyed the world.

Yan Fan, with his black hair flying, carried his coffin, activated the power of divine patterns, and fought against the Three Saints.

The sky roared continuously, and a drop of holy blood fell from time to time.

All races are going crazy, vying for the holy blood, and the Supreme Being cannot resist the temptation.

On the other hand, the Supreme War has long been forgotten by everyone.

...After recovering, Tianming and Tumeng gritted their teeth.

"Damn it, how could this Yan Fan master the ultimate imperial weapon?" Tianming clenched his fists and growled.

"Now is not the time to care about Yan Fan. The Three Saint Patriarchs were held back by Yan Fan. My father should have sensed the situation here. It will take up to twenty minutes to descend from Tianxing World to Hongtian. Before that, we must prevent them from escaping. , especially Meng Chulian and Yang Jian!" The saint analyzed calmly.

The two talked openly and openly.

Su Yao, who is wearing a red skirt and white trousers, is holding the Three Emperors Sword. She is extremely elegant and points forward. "Your opponent is me. Don't even think about interfering with the children's battle!"

The void stone floats on Tu Meng's chest, and the destiny is in charge of the colorful Five Elements Mountain.

The three of them were at war with each other.

The three Nine Heavens Saint Soldiers are fighting together. The Three Emperors Sword is worthy of its status as the leader of the Saint Soldiers. With one against two, it cannot be defeated. Each sword is so powerful that it is as vast as the sea and shatters the sky!

chaos!

It's a complete mess!

Tens of billions of beings fought over a drop of holy blood. The Supremes were drinking and chatting together a few days ago, but now they have turned against each other, facing each other with swords, and they are not soft-hearted at all.

The charming Yueguang in the purple dress stepped back and complained secretly, "You are a bunch of lunatics, I won't go crazy with you. Yan Fan may not be able to defeat the Three Saints Patriarch, so I'd better run away first."

Just as she was about to escape from here.

Yan Fan's cry came from the sky, "Moonlight..."