I woke up after 300 million years

Tu Meng's death did not arouse any sympathy from the Son of God.

They can't protect themselves now, and they really can't understand that in just three thousand years, Yang Jian has become extraordinary and has become a saint. His body of sun god is close to perfection, and he can shatter stars and cut rivers with one punch and one palm.

The Qilin beast at Tianming's feet was strangled with a punch by Yang Jian, and he was filled with righteous indignation and shouted:

"You are just a beast from the lower realm, you are not qualified to possess the Sun God Body!"

"The lower realm, the lower realm..." Yang Jian was angry, his blood was boiling, and the void around him was breaking every inch, "What can you do to be so arrogant? If it weren't for the ancestors of the Tianxing clan who conquered the country, you would be a bunch of losers... ...You rob others of everything and still look down on them one by one, disgusting!"

The rock-solid Five Elements Mountain was shattered, the destiny was brutally counterattacked, and the soul was severely damaged.

He roared unwillingly, "I was born noble and destined to rule the ups and downs. You, a sinner from the lower world, are not qualified to judge me. Your ancestors have committed sins that will never be repaid in eternity!"

Yang Jian sneered, "There is no eternal saint clan, and there is no eternal heaven."

The two sides fight together!

Although this group of saints and saints are blessed by nature, they are all like dragons and phoenixes among men, with unparalleled physiques, but beneath the saints, they are all ants.

Faced with Yang Jian's devastating attack, the saints were at their wits' end and the saints were furious.

On the other side, just when Su Yao and Ji Hongyuan could no longer hold on, Meng Chulian came to kill them.

The small tower of the Quasi-Emperor Soldier exploded with power, knocking two saints away.

Ji Hongyuan saw the right moment, wrapped her fist in sky fire, and struck out with the "Six Paths of Reincarnation".

With this move, the Six Paths of Reincarnation appeared, severely injuring a saint.

"Cough cough... cough cough..." Ji Hongyuan was also coughing up blood, with a pale face, "Sister-in-law, we are a little overconfident. The nine saints are more monsters than the last!"

Su Yao was injured in the abdomen, and the skin on her waist could be broken by a blow. She took a deep breath and said, "These guys have devoured the geniuses of several eras. They are not ordinary saints and should not be underestimated!"

"The situation is not good for us. The Three Holy Patriarchs and the Holy Lord Tianxing blocked Cai Xi, and the ancestor fought alone in the starry sky... I have an ominous premonition." Meng Chulian said seriously.

Ji Hongyuan nodded and spoke eloquently, "Brother's combat power was exposed a few days ago. The Tianxing clan will definitely set up an ambush, but... I believe that brother, who is invincible, will definitely win!"

"Of course, he is my husband." Su Yao smiled lightly, confident.

In order to prevent the Nine Saints from attacking Cai Xi or Yan Fan, the three of them tried their best to use their trump cards and all their methods.

This battle was extremely miserable for them.

Su Yao was beaten into the abyss, and Ji Hongyuan's Six Paths of Reincarnation was shattered.

Only Meng Chulian, a quasi-imperial weapon, can immeasurably increase combat power.

......

Mu Changsheng strolls in the courtyard, kills ten thousand people in ten steps, and his white clothes are not stained with blood.

A broken sword in hand can challenge millions of immortals.

He looked up at the sky, feeling helpless and said, "If you give me another year, I will definitely become a saint."

The members of the Tianxing clan became red-eyed and charged at the risk of their lives.

"Just a sinner from the lower realms, kill him!"

"The majesty of the Tianxing clan cannot be trampled upon. Use my blood to bury the sky!"

"You are a member of the Saint Clan in life, and you are the soul of the Saint Clan in death. It is your duty to protect the glory of the Saint Clan!"

At this moment, no one compromises, no one takes a step back, and there is no right or wrong.

......

In the endless starry sky, Yan Fan destroyed the stars with one sword.

Tianguang was passively defensive, his chest was torn and his breath was weak, "Alas...I am getting old after all. The injuries I suffered back then were too serious and cannot be resolved by the power of the Weird Clan. I...should this be the end?" "

Said to himself, Tianguang gradually went crazy, "I am not willing to give in! I could have become the Great Emperor!"

"I am a son of the era who has put an end to the troubled times. I cannot let the end come to an end!"

"Liu Emperor, why don't you take action!"

As soon as these words came out, a precious tree descended and countless willow branches attacked Yan Fan.

"The Supreme Emperor's Weapon - Treasure Tree of the Void!" Yan Fan's hands were entangled in willow branches, his face was as cold as frost, "Liu family, can't wait to die early!"

A quasi-emperor appeared, the master of the Liu family, a powerful man who was an era earlier than Tianguang.

Emperor Liu held the Void Treasure Tree with one hand and said calmly, "You, sharp-tongued boy, do you want to destroy the Liu family?"

"There are not even 100,000 but 80,000 of the proud men of heaven who died in my hands. It's not like I haven't killed the quasi-emperor!"

Tianguang took a breath and said, "What nonsense are you talking to him about? Just use that move and send him on his way!"

"Okay!" Liu Di nodded.

The two quasi-emperors put their hands together, gathered their special Taoist skills, and said in unison:

"The Magical Curse!"

The two black talismans merged and entered Yan Fan's heart.

Tianguang laughed loudly as if he had a winning chance, "Boy, the creatures that are cursed by the Weird God will rot and die within a minute. This is an unsolvable curse and the power of the Weird Clan."

"I have contacted Emperor Liu secretly a long time ago. Originally, I was confident that I could kill you all by myself, but it backfired. I admit that you are very strong, but... one person's power is limited after all. Facing our two quasi-emperors, , Facing the Evil God Curse, you will definitely die!"

Emperor Liu looked at it with cold eyes, not wanting to waste time with dead people.

Is it the power of the strange clan... Yan Fan frowned and examined his body. After the black talisman entered his heart, it was immediately swallowed by the source of the sun without even a wave of waves.

"Boring curse, you look like a pair of idiots."

Yan Fan no longer held back and unleashed the power of the "Kill Me" state with all his strength.

There was no suspense in this battle. The sky was already dimmed in the wind, but under Yan Fan's stormy offensive, the starry sky was stained with blood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Di fled decisively, not daring to fight Yan Fan to the end.

A quasi-emperor died, and blood rained down from the sky. The whole sky was crying and mourning.

The members of the Tianxing clan were frightened.

Yan Fan is not a good person. If he says to kill all the Tianxing clan, then he will do what he says.

He teamed up with Cai Xi to defeat the Three Holy Patriarchs and the Holy Lord Tianxing.

The nine saints wanted to escape, but Cai Xi shot them one by one on the galaxy.

The saint son and saint girl of the Tianxing clan, as well as the clan elders, were all wiped out and their souls were scattered.

After one day and one night.

Rivers of blood flowed across the Central Continent, and seven figures stood in the sky.

The Qianyi monks were silent, and everyone looked complicated.

Who knows that there will be peace afterwards? Is it also a more violent era?

The Holy Clan...the original undefeated myth, the absolute master, today...was killed by seven people!

Yan Fan stood on the auspicious clouds, held Su Yao's hand, and declared for nine days:

"One month later, the Wushuang Dynasty ascends to heaven. Anyone who disobeys will be killed!"

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Cang Di, the Northern Wilderness State, one of the three thousand states, has an unparalleled dynasty.

Basking in the sunshine, Yan Fan walked alone on the street, feeling the lively atmosphere of the dynasty.

"Fortunately, the divine pattern of the Heavenly Burial Sword can withstand the power of the Nine Heavens Emperor's rules, otherwise, I would have been blasted to pieces the moment I entered the lower realm."

"After more than four thousand years, the Wushuang Dynasty is still peaceful and peaceful. I wonder who the current emperor is?"

"I remember there was a candied haws shop in front of me. I really like eating it. Is it still there?"

An hour later.

Yan Fan, who was dressed in red, walked into the imperial city with a bunch of candied haws in his left hand and a crispy cake in his right hand.

When he saw the current emperor, he looked stunned and shouted:

"Le Dao Dao!"

On the throne, the woman stared at Yan Fan for a long time, then she woke up as if from a dream, with tears in her eyes.

The woman opened her mouth, her voice whimpered, she pursed her red lips, and retorted as arrogantly as before.

"Ancestor...my name is Le Huanhuan, Le Huanhuan!"