I woke up after 300 million years

a few days later.

A touch of pink appeared on the light blue sky, and the rising sun was golden and beautiful.

"Everyone, are you ready?"

Yan Fan changed into a set of clothes, pure white bottoming, with the word Wushuang embroidered on the chest with gold thread. The silver ring at the neck is always so soft, and the red bracelet on the wrist represents every moment with Su Yao.

The spring breeze blows and the war drums beat.

Behind him were tens of millions of unparalleled soldiers, passionate monks, and pairs of eyes with admiration and expectation.

"Ascend to the sky!"

"Ascend to the sky!"

...Screams like a tsunami resounded. They were uniformed in dark red suits and held weapons in hand.

The three princes stood in the front row, fighting bravely and bravely.

"Ancestor..." Le Huanhuan, the current emperor, had his fingers clasped on his chest, his beautiful eyes full of love.

Suddenly, a colorful altar appeared above the imperial city, and the five great laws were competing with the power of the Nine Heavens Emperor's rules.

Yan Fan plans to find a way to reach heaven, but the difficulty lies in confronting the rules and Taoism of the Nine Heavens Emperor.

Cai Xi and others jointly set up an altar in the upper world.

Yan Fan held the Sky Burying Sword, and his power of killing me exploded, and he slashed towards the colorful altar with one sword.

"Open the sky!"

This sword, blood-red, tore the altar and the sky apart, and a heavenly road descended to the lower world!

Yan Fan stepped onto the road to heaven, with a mighty and unparalleled army behind him.

Yun Duan had already shed tears, "I never thought that in this life, I would be able to ascend to the upper realm!"

"Is that the upper realm?" Yun Shiya was holding a baby in her arms, trembling with excitement.

They passed through the regular areas of the two realms and appeared in Hongtian, the upper realm, and the middle continent.

On the long road to heaven, figures fell behind Yan Fan one after another.

Mu Changsheng's clothes were clean and his hair was tied up. He walked forward while looking at Yan Fan's back.

That night, he held Yan Fan's hand tightly and sobbed:

[A person from a humble background like me is not even qualified to play. 】

Mu Changsheng's eyes were moist, and he looked back at the three princes with a smile on his lips.

That night, he and the three princes drank freely under the moonlight, looked up to the sky and said:

[I will accompany my ancestor to the Nine Heavens. Maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years, maybe ten thousand years later, I will take you to see the prosperity of the Nine Heavens. 】

Mu Changsheng shed tears and found a figure among the thousands of people, Liu Ruyan.

That day, he climbed up to the Holy Clan step by step, fought against millions of immortals, and shouted hysterically:

[I...I don’t want others to see our family’s jokes! 】

This road is full of stops and starts, it’s so difficult!

Liu Ruyan hid in the crowd, a trace of regret, a trace of annoyance, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

She never imagined that the ants in the lower world back then would be the Lord of the Nine Heavens today.

......

The war hymn kept playing.

Caixi, dressed in colorful clothes, strolled leisurely in the courtyard, keeping a sweet smile on her face.

I remember back in those days, in Shiwandashan, Caixi shouted domineeringly:

[I'll protect this man. Anyone who doesn't accept it can come as he pleases! 】

[Sanqianzhou, the younger generation, I am invincible! 】

She remembered that day under the sunset, lying on Yan Fan's back, asking softly:

[You...can you be me...my...brother? 】

The wind blew the sand, butterflies fell in love with the flowers, Caixi finally reached this point, becoming the first quasi-emperor in this era.

After all, Yan Fan created the Kill Me Realm. Although he has the combat power of a quasi-emperor, he is not a true quasi-emperor.

......

Yang Jian, dressed in black, was guarding Yan Fan's left side. He was not good at words and had red eyes.

[Every day, if you can eat enough... I will go with you, I need... I have to take it with me, sister. 】

It was not his fault that he came from a humble background. He was a beggar back then and is now a saint.

Yang Jian held Yang Rou's hand tightly, and his sister's words echoed in his ears.

[I will always wait for you in the Imperial City. If I wait for ten years, I will wait for a hundred years. If I wait for a hundred years, I will wait for a thousand years. If I wait for a thousand years, I will wait for you for ten thousand years. I will wait for you forever.]

That day, Wushuang Day, the flowers bloomed after parting, it was beautiful.

......

Ji Hongyuan holds a folding fan and is as handsome as an immortal, attracting the eyes of countless female cultivators.

But a few people knew about his miserable childhood and dark experiences.

[I...I am a young man who wants to climb up on the stilt, grasp the stars, and chase the sun, but...]

Hundred Thousand Mountains, the ruins of a saint, he was abandoned by his sister and met his own sun.

Ji Hongyuan's eyes moved to the left. In a corner of the Central Continent, an old woman looked at him.

【I will not forgive you. 】

......

Meng's first love is dressed in a princess dress, with a well-educated posture, and three thousand blue hairs dancing in the wind.

That night, she talked to Yan Fan for the first time.

[Ancestor...you are too bullying! 】

That day, she stood on the ninety-fifth floor of the stairs, crying and shouting:

[Ancestor, I don’t want to marry him, please help me! 】

......

Opening the curtain of time, the spring breeze is still as gentle as water.

In front of them is the youth of the past, the smoke-like years, and the not-so-good past.

The golden light of dawn swayed over me, knocking over the drifting bottle full of memories.

The wind blows away the past, and thoughts return one by one.

During this period of time, Yan Fan's figure will always be engraved in their memories.

The devastated battlefield has recorded too many stories, and their stories are constantly being written.

Ta-ta, tap-ta...

The sound of Yan Fan's footsteps rang in the ears of all races, and countless creatures lowered their heads.

Jian San drank wine and laughed through his tears, "This boy, this boy... hahaha..."

"He really did it, Yan Fan, what kind of person are you..." Jiuli said to himself.

A figure is hiding on the mountain. The purple dress is beautiful, and the picture of Valentine's Day charms all living beings.

"Yao Yao, you made the right bet. He is an earth-shattering man." Yue Guang sat on the edge of the cliff, swinging her legs. She was only at the Supreme Realm. She clicked her tongue, feeling a little regretful, "I had known he would He's so outstanding, I should have slept with him back then, anyway, I don't mind sharing the same husband with Yaoyao."

Qin Huang in the crowd laughed at himself, "Yan Fan, Yan Fan, you... I'm convinced."

No one expected that in just three thousand years, a group of bereaved dogs who were beaten by the Tianxing clan would be able to kill the Quasi-Emperor, kill the Three Saint Patriarchs, and destroy the Tianxing clan in just three thousand years.

The myth of invincibility comes to an end.

From today on, a new myth will be established on the Nine Heavens, bringing with it a group of weaklings from the lower realms. But even so, no one dared to ridicule or provoke, and could only watch the historic scene silently.

Yan Fan opened up a vast world above the Central Continent as the territory of the Wushuang Dynasty.

When he reached the top, a battle flag was sent up one by one.

Le Huanhuan took the battle flag and handed it to Mu Changsheng.

Mu Changsheng took the battle flag and handed it to Yan Fan.

Witnessed by all living beings, the blood-red battle flag was majestic.

The word "unparalleled" is dazzling!

"I said, I will take you to the nine heavens together to seek immortality and the myth of being invincible!" Yan Fan took a deep breath, straightened his waist, and raised the battle flag high. "This is only our temporary glory, not eternal. In the future... ...There are more powerful enemies waiting for us, and more exciting stories waiting for you to write...What should we do if we encounter a strong enemy?"

"war!"

"war!"

Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, the loud voices gathered together, and their fighting spirit was strong!

Yan Fan took Su Yao's jade hand and looked at each other with a smile.

They looked at the soldiers of the Wushuang Dynasty, looked at the frightened tribes, looked at the ruins of the Supreme Palace in the distance, and were filled with emotions.

A person may go fast, but a group of people can go further.

......

The fourth volume of "Nine Heavens and Ten Earths" ends.

As I write this, from the initial lack of attention to everyone’s company, I am really moved.

I could have finished writing this volume a long time ago, but I was too busy during the New Year. I returned from my hometown to the city where I work two days ago. The temperature difference was huge, and I caught a cold. I had an intravenous drip for two days, so I didn’t have time to update it. Now I am almost full of blood. Resurrected.

Starting tomorrow, it will be updated at four chapters a day, maybe five chapters, it depends on the time.

A new chapter, "Drums of Liberation."

This chapter is a pure game between ancient gods and foreign gods, games after games, battles of wits, calculations, lies, escapes, survival from desperate situations... uncovering more foreshadowing and truth.

Compared with the passion for cultivating immortals, writing about extraordinary people will be more fun and funny, especially the combination of strange abilities, and the plot of one pitfall after another...

Hmm~ The first two chapters of the fifth volume will be about the recognition of Yan Fan and Empress Jinghong, and an opportunity for Yan Fan to recover his memory...

Finally, thank you all for your support and companionship.

In the new year, I hope everyone will work hard to pursue their goals and dreams.

Live up to your youth, live up to your youth.

Live up to your dreams and live up to your future.