I woke up after 300 million years

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

A burst of unbridled laughter echoed within the dark light curtain.

"A mere ant dares to speak nonsense. It's just a new emperor. We can destroy it with a snap of our fingers!"

In an instant, a finger protruded from the light curtain, covering the sky with one finger, crushing tens of billions of stars, destroying time, space, light and darkness. It was so terrifying that it was beyond the understanding of all races.

At this moment, all the creatures in the world were in despair.

A quasi-emperor looked up to the sky and roared, "No! I have not yet attained enlightenment and become an emperor, how can I die!"

The Jiutian Emperor, who had been recovering from his injuries for millions of years, raised his head and sighed, "What was supposed to come has finally come."

"Jinghong has shouldered everything, shouldered the great cause and effect, destroyed the emperor's path, cut off the hope of becoming emperor, and been insulted and spurned by all races. I didn't expect... I didn't expect that in this era, there would be creatures who could only rely on themselves. Condensing Dao Fruit and entrusting Dao and Dharma, what a monster!" The Chaos Emperor sighed with emotion.

The two great emperors and the emperor of heaven stood up, one holding an ancient bell and the other holding a small tower, ready for a desperate battle.

......

Facing this finger, Mo Qingwu snorted coldly, made a fist with her left hand, and ignited a flame.

"Breathing method. Behind the sun. Flame cloud!"

The fire of the sun wrapped around the fist, and with one punch, the stars exploded, and time and space flowed backwards.

The fists and fingers collided, and the stalemate lasted for three seconds. The flames dimmed by three points, and it was obvious that they were at a disadvantage.

Mo Qingwu raised her eyebrows, released the Tang Dao she was holding in her right hand, and gestured toward the void with her index finger.

"Cross. Stars. Cut!"

As the index finger made a cross in the air, star slashes were generated out of thin air.

Even so, the finger did not move back half an inch, leaving just a drop of blood on the surface.

This drop of blood was not simple. It fell vertically and hit a distant planet. A saint had no time to escape and couldn't even scream. He was buried by a drop of blood!

"Meow, these guys are incredibly powerful. There are powerful people in the universe that cats don't know about." Nuomi stood on Mo Qingwu's shoulder, her cat eyes solemn.

After pondering for two seconds, he shouted into the void, "Stop pretending, Meow knows that you are watching a show. After all, you are a group of old friends. Give Meow a face and block these guys!"

In the darkness, seven figures walked out, the king of the seven angels!

The first living being, the ancestral god, Adam.

On the other side, there are five divine thrones, five figures, and five divine stars!

The leading man has short red hair and wears a pair of red non-prescription glasses.

Mars, the god of wisdom.

Eight ancient gods and three confidants gathered under their command.

Hao Mei blinked his eyes, "Brother Miao, will they give you face?"

"You're kidding!" Little Nuomi raised her slender tail with a proud look on her face, "The cat is the master's favorite. The cat represents the master. If they don't give the cat face, they don't give the master face!"

The God of Storms, Ia, seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Magic Cat, Nuomi, King of Thieves, Cabbage... you two demon thieves stole a lot of treasures from us back then, and you still want us to give you face? Come to think of it, , you used to be inseparable from the little rabbit, but now, the little rabbit doesn’t love you anymore?”

Nuomi retorted seriously, "You idiot, 300 million years ago, Miao said that Miao and Baicai are big thieves. Do you understand the big thieves? They are not low-level thieves..."

Suddenly, a voice came from within the dark light curtain again.

"We have a contract with the ancient gods not to interfere with each other. Do you plan to violate the contract?"

"We are not afraid of the ancient gods. Although we cannot kill them, we have ways to contain them!"

"I don't want any conflict to break out with you. This is not a fear, it's a warning!"

Martian adjusted his eyes, holding a red magic book in his hand, and said indifferently:

"The goddess ordered to protect the new emperor. If you insist on attacking Mo Qingwu, we are not afraid of you."

Adam had charming long golden hair and a pair of beautiful gem eyes, and said calmly:

"You are just a group of bugs hiding in the dark, you have no right to threaten us."

Demonic lines appeared on Yaoyao's red skin. She held her hands in front of her chest and said with a playful smile:

"Don't be too arrogant. You are afraid of the ancient gods, so you have never dared to invade the universe."

The creatures within the light curtain were silent.

Suddenly, Zhetian's finger retreated, and the resentment of countless eras condensed into a blood-red world-destroying knife, which was slashed out and headed straight for Mo Qingwu!

"We are above everything, no matter whether you are the ancient god or the old one, today, the new emperor will die!"

This sword is enough to wipe out all races in an era!

Mo Qingwu's heart sank. With her prophetic ability, she could predict the future for three seconds.

There are hundreds of thousands of possibilities in the future, but only one way to survive.

"Alas..." Mo Qingwu sighed and took out a badge with a sun bird pattern on it.

"dad......"

With a shout, the badge seemed to hear it, its surface shattered, endless flames spread, and a man stood in front of Mo Qingwu.

This man has short black hair and plain cheeks.

The man was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket with a white sweatshirt underneath.

The man raised his hand, grabbed the World-Destroying Knife, squeezed it with a little force, and crushed it!

"Owner!"

"Uuuu...Master!"

Nuomi and Hao Mei cried bitterly and were so excited that they trembled.

The King of the Seven Angels, the Five Gods, and the Six Deadly Sins, everyone held their breath and stared in fear.

Once upon a time, Yan Fan was the most powerful ancient god among the ten ancient gods!

Empress Jinghong was stunned. That face and smile were exactly the same as what her parents described.

"Dad!" Mo Qingwu cried and hugged the man from behind.

Yan Fan looked back, touched his daughter's head, and then looked toward the distant Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to understand all the truth.

[I see, are you going to beat the drum of liberation and fight with us... Anyway, the game of countless years will eventually lead to a battle of life and death. I will play this game with you until the end. 】

Yan Fan's dharma body withdrew his gaze and stared at the dark light curtain.

Immediately, he turned into a sun and rushed into the light curtain.

"Stop! I can't wait to go to war with the past. This is a contract!"

"Who are you? We look down at all races and calculate everything, but there is no existence like you!"

"Damn it!"

No one knows what happened inside the light curtain.

Screams, roars, panic... all kinds of sounds continued for the whole day.

The dark light curtain fragmented, and the universe returned to silence.

Mo Qingwu clenched the Tang Dao and bit her red lips, "...Dad!"

......

Nine days and ten places, daytime.

The sun was hot, and over an uninhabited desert, a void passage opened. Two figures and a blood-red coffin crashed down, raising a burst of sand and dust.

Yan Fan lay on the ground and said with a gossamer breath:

"Immortal, I can't hold on any longer. The sword struck by the fourth saint contains poison and is eroding me all the time... ahem... I..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Fan fell into a coma, his red clothes were in tatters, and he was covered in blood.

Previously in the void passage, the fourth saint was chasing them. In order to delay time, Yan Fan blocked a knife and almost fell.

That knife was so terrifying that the passage built by Moonlight completely collapsed.

Mu Changsheng and Su Yao were the first to rush to Yan Fan's side, but Su Yao was seriously injured by the saint's punch.

At the critical moment, Yueguang and Caixi could only rush out of the passage with Su Yao, and Mu Changsheng also rushed out with Yan Fan.

They left in different locations, and as a result, the group became separated.

In the void passage, even a slight gap will cause the footing point to shift by countless light years.

In short, Caixi and others may have fallen into a sky other than "daytime".

"Ancestor! Ancestor..." Mu Changsheng's bones ached all over his body, and he struggled to get up. He staggered and knelt beside Yan Fan, shaking and shouting in a hoarse voice.

Yan Fan's condition is getting worse and worse, his breathing is getting weaker and his heartbeat is also slowing down.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"Ah..." Mu Changsheng lost his calmness and imperial posture, like a helpless child, crying and beating the ground with his hands until his hand bones were broken and his fists were filled with sand and blood.

He could no longer feel the pain, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted and fell down.

The north wind howls and the yellow sand fills the sky.

The two of them were like corpses...