I woke up after 300 million years

The Holy Lord held the Void Treasure Tree in one hand and carried it behind his back with the other hand, speaking from a high position:

"Yan Fan, why bother to resist? When you set foot here, I have already laid a sky net and can close the Holy Land at any time. You are already beasts trapped in a cage, and we are hunters."

The second saint was old-fashioned and said, "Yan Fan, your life is worthless to us. If you take the initiative to offer the bloody sword in your hand, we will let you and Mu Changsheng go. We will never break your promise."

The third saint also spoke out, "You have to understand that any artifact requires strong strength to support it. You can only compete with the saint for a short time. Once you are exhausted, we can easily kill you. Is the treasure important?" Is life important? Tell me your choice within three breaths!"

For a moment, the Liu family members thought they were safe.

The Holy Lord and the two ancestors took action at the same time, which happened a million years ago.

In their view, even if Yan Fan died in battle, he was still worthy of pride.

Yan Fan moved his eyes to the left, glanced at the weak Mu Changsheng, and then raised the Heaven Burial Sword in his hand.

"I don't know if you were born spiritually, and I don't know if you can understand...help me kill with a sword and bury the Liu Family Holy Land. I will not treat you badly in the future."

In an instant, the Heaven Burial Sword shot into the sky with bloody light and let out a sword cry.

Voices that sounded like a man but not a man, a sound that seemed not a woman but a woman, echoed throughout the day.

"Death blow. Sun divine fire. Burial to the sky!"

With one sword strike, all laws collapsed and the avenue became silent.

With a flash of blood-red sword light, the three saints turned into blood mist, and the entire Liu Family Holy Land fell into pieces.

Millions of tribesmen died, the Void City beneath the Holy Land was razed to the ground, and the snow-capped mountains disappeared.

This sword transcends everything and towers over the nine heavens. It is three points more terrifying than a full-strength strike from the Jidao Emperor's soldiers.

Yan Fan had no expression on his face, holding the Heavenly Burial Sword, and said succinctly, "Thank you."

The blade of the sword trembled, as if in response to him.

Yan Fan looked back and saw that the Void Treasure Tree had protected most of the Liu family members. The elders of the clan, including Liu Shengtian and Liu Ruyan, were not dead. The three saints recast their saint bodies under the power of the treasure tree.

"One day, I will crush the Holy Clan and bury you all these days!"

Yan Fan put down his harsh words, cut open the void with a sword, and left with Mu Changsheng.

After the three saints recovered, they immediately tore apart the void.

After chasing for a long time, the three returned to the Liu Family Holy Land, which had been reduced to ruins. Their expressions were ugly, and it was obvious that Yan Fan and Mu Changsheng were not found.

The Holy Lord was so angry that he punched out a king's lineage a million miles away.

"Yan! Fan!" He shouted these two words through gritted teeth, his anger visible to the naked eye.

The Holy Land and Void City have been the foundation of the Liu family for millions of years. Now that they have been destroyed, although it will not cause the Liu family's fortune to decline, it will inevitably cause damage to the muscles and bones, not to mention the death of millions of clan members.

This tragic situation has never been so miserable for the Liu family since the two great emperors shattered the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The second saint stared and said, "Now that the matter has come to this, we can only go after him with all our strength. If he grows up, I am afraid he will really liquidate my Liu family."

"Nine heavens are so vast that it is too difficult to find someone who has deliberately hidden them. We don't know the art of deduction, nor the method of searching... If we send people to look for it, even if we find it, they will be punished by Yan Fan." Killing with one sword makes it even more impossible for the three of us to stay out every day." The third saint spoke.

The Holy Lord stabilized his mind and cast his gaze on Liu Ruyan, "The cause and effect has been planted. If I don't kill Yan Fan, he will be a potential threat to my Liu family... Mu Changsheng fell in love with Liu Ruyan before, so we can take advantage of it."

When the two ancestors heard this, they looked at the delicate woman at the same time.

Liu Ruyan was stared at by the three saints, her heart trembled, and she had a bad premonition.

......

A month passed quietly.

In a valley somewhere during the day, Mu Changsheng, wearing a simple white cloth, was sitting on a rock, looking up at the bright stars. His white hair was fluttering in the wind, and his cheeks were very weathered.

Ta-ta, tap-ta.

Yan Fan approached slowly, sat down next to him, lay back with a comfortable posture, and asked:

"Still thinking about your little girlfriend?"

Hearing this, Mu Changsheng was stunned and laughed at himself, "Ancestor, stop teasing me."

"I'm thinking...if the spring breeze cares about the flowers, can I be allowed to be young again?"

"Oh?" Yan Fan asked in a puzzled tone, jokingly, "Return to the youth and renew our relationship?"

Mu Changsheng shook his head and said seriously, "Go back to the young man and give her a sword!"

"Pfft!" Yan Fan couldn't help but laugh, "You boy, you have the guts! You have waited seven hundred years in the mortal world, are you really willing to give her a sword?"

The evening breeze blew between them, the moonlight was hazy, everything was quiet and beautiful.

Mu Changsheng exhaled a breath, lifted the hair covering his eyes, and answered the question:

"When I was a child, Mujia Village was massacred by robbers. When I grew up, I couldn't bear to bully the weak. I believed that monks should protect the weak and kill bad guys. They were especially nosy... Looking back on that day, if I hadn't saved Liu Ruyan, would not have ascended to the nine heavens, been humiliated and tortured by the Liu family, let alone the war a month ago... I now understand that good people do not live long, meddle in other people's business, and easily hurt themselves, respect the rights of others Destiny is an act of kindness.”

Yan Fan burst into laughter, "You are filled with emotions every day. Listen to the advice of our ancestors. People don't need to understand too many big principles. Live every day well, pursue your dreams, and be down-to-earth."

"You don't have to climb mountains in your life, but you must have a mountain in your heart. It will always remind you to keep climbing up. Only after the rain can you see the rainbow."

"All the suffering you experience now will become the glory after reaching the top."

Climb to the top? Mu Changsheng recited it silently and reached out to grab the night sky, as if he wanted to grab everything.

A smile appeared on his lips, "Ancestor, we will defeat the Saints, right?"

"Yes!" Yan Fan replied firmly.

"I want to stand the flag of the Wushuang Dynasty on the nine heavens. Will there be such a day?"

"There will be a day." Yan Fan responded.

I don't know why, regardless of whether others believe it or not, Mu Changsheng firmly believes it.

The thought came through and he completely let go of the past.

Suddenly, the aura of fairy spirits within a million miles around gathered together, and Mu Changsheng allowed himself to break through to the supreme realm of mortals. The sword's heart was perfected, and the Beihuang Sword on his waist flew up, flying in the night sky.

That night, the "daytime" sword cultivator had no sleep.

Someone held his sword and was horrified, "Who has mastered the art of swordsmanship!"

Someone's sword was out of control and flew in the air, "The sword is perfected, and all swords bow down!"

Someone counted with his fingers, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, "The secret has been deceived, and it is impossible to deduce the sword master."

Those who are masters of swordsmanship are also called - sword masters!

A supreme realm of swordsmanship, a supreme honorific.

Yan Fan lay on the rocks as calm as a pool of water, raised his left hand, looked at the red bracelet, and thought about it.

[Yao Yao, I will find you when I break through to the Eternal Supreme. 】

[Right now, the Liu family will definitely try their best to find me. It’s not safe to stay in the daytime. Cross-sky passages are only found in big cities. It’s not easy to go to other ‘days’. If you go to the starry sky... um~ yes A good choice, with the vastness of the nine-sky starry sky, hidden life restricted areas, and countless opportunities, it is the best choice to quickly increase your strength, but it is more dangerous and more terrifying. 】

[Sigh... After all, my cultivation is too weak. If I reach the Eternal Supreme Realm, I should be able to easily kill the lone saint. 】

...waited seven days.

Mu Changsheng stabilized his cultivation and achieved great success in swordsmanship.

Yan Fan told him his idea.

Mu Changsheng shook his head, "Ancestor, I will go wherever you go. Don't ask me for my opinion. I'm not familiar with Jiutian either."

Under the deep sky, Yan Fan stood up, dusted off his red clothes, and pointed at the stars.

"Okay, then our next target...the sea of ​​stars!"

"The ancestor will take you to step on the forbidden area of ​​​​life, punch the genius of the era, explore the nine heavens, seize opportunities, and fight to create a splendid and prosperous age!"