Between the slight movements of his mind, the bright red river shook slightly, and the entire void suddenly changed dramatically with this shock. In an instant, the heavens and the earth repeatedly, and the rules and laws in the entire void were completely changed, becoming a kind of rule that the Charm King had never imagined, and it was completely different from this dream world.

In the midst of these changes, an indescribable feeling of weakness arose in the heart of the Spell King.

This feeling of weakness was not the kind of weakness that he had really been hurt by anything, but the kind of weakness that he was powerless, as if he had infinite power in his own right, but could not use it at all, and could not apply it to the slightest.

As soon as this feeling of weakness appeared, the Charm King felt that his altar was suddenly useless. The absolute defense formed by the altar and the light mask completely lost its defensive ability in an instant, and under the bright red river, it shattered violently, turning into countless fragments and powder, and scattered out in all directions like a cloud.

And at this moment, the bright red long river unreservedly penetrated into the body of the spell king who was originally guarded by the light shield and the altar, and directly blasted into his soul, completely incorporating his life source into the bright red long river.

This bright red river is a combination of power, a combination of power that can fully exert the mysterious power of the trend of the times, its power is of course, and more importantly, he has all kinds of incredible uses, all kinds of wonderful uses that only the trend of the times have.

Changing the rules and laws of this void is one of the wonderful uses.

The trend of the times is the source of the transformation of the entire earth universe every 5.6 billion years, and the change of each era represents a complete change of rules and laws, the birth and death of the will of heaven and earth, and even the change of the great road.

Although the mystery of the trend of the times that Luo Fan realized is only one billionth of the real trend of the times, it is impossible to completely change the rules and laws of the entire earth universe. However, this void has gone through all his previous deeds. It has long since become indistinguishable from what he has carved out himself. Completely changing the rules and laws in such a void is not a difficult task for himself, let alone for the banner of this era.

Of course, although he himself can change the rules and laws of this void, it is compared to the change of the banner of the times. His changes are evident. No matter how big that change is, it will never have too much impact on the Spell King. And the change of the rules and laws of the banner of this era is completely different.

The change of the banner of this era is a change in the whole process, not a change in specific rules and specific laws alone. Although the banner of this era is said to be the final result, it is also a change in the rules and laws. But it was a change that came naturally because of the results needed by the banner of an era.

Just like this void at this time, what the banner of the times has changed is only the result that the cultivation of spells cannot exert any power in this void, and the changes in other rules and laws are all natural changes because of the existence of this result. It's even about how many specific rules have changed. How to make changes, Luo Fan can't clearly know.

It was precisely because of this change in the direct determination of the outcome that the Spell King couldn't react at all, and directly let the rules and laws of the void work on him, so that the Dao Realm of the Quasi-Saint level could not exert the slightest bit at all, and was directly swallowed up by the bright red river.

After the bright red river rushed into the Spell King's body, it rushed straight out from behind him.

As the body of the Spell King passed through the long river, the breath in the body completely disappeared, and one of the vitality of it. The vitality of a qiē seems to have completely disappeared in an instant, and it seems that all the qiē has been taken away by the bright red river.

In the end, under the erosion and vibration of the bright red river, it gradually collapsed. It turned into countless shatters, scattered in all directions, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

The bright red river meandered between the voids, and finally formed an incomparably mysterious. After the incomparably intricate bizarre pattern, it shrank suddenly. It turned into a bright red flag again, suspended high above Luo Fan's head, although there was no wind, it was also naturally fluttering.

However, the bright red banner after the restoration is no longer the same as before, but there is an extra figure on the flag, a four-story altar.

This figure and the altar are the appearance of the Spell King and his altar.

At this moment, this figure and the altar are not dead things in the banner of the era, but as if they are fighting in another world, constantly struggling, constantly volatilizing endless spells, forming all kinds of strange things, as if they are resisting something, and it seems that they are attacking something.

The figure, if nothing else, was the soul of the Spell King. That altar is also the altar of the King of Spells.

Looking at the banner of this era, Luo Fan exhaled a long breath, and the expression on his face became relaxed.

"The big picture is decided. Now it's up to him how long he can hold out. A thought flashed through his mind.

The place where the spirit of the Spell King was at this time was an illusory world. This illusory world is full of infinite and powerful life. These powerful beings did not evolve out of thin air, but the appearance of all kinds of powerful beings that Luo Fan encountered in the process of breaking through the more than 9,000 levels of this transcendent path, of course, they were not limited to the strength that Luo Fan encountered at the beginning, but they were all raised by Luo Fan to the same strength as his own Dao realm.

Equivalent to his own realm of Taoism, this is the limit of what he can improve. The banner of this era has infinite use, but after all, what Luo Fan understands is only an insignificant trace, and it is impossible to compare with the real trend of the times, and it is impossible to give it the strength to surpass itself after making life.

However, even if it was only equivalent to Luo Fan's Dao realm, the Spell King who was included in the banner of that era at this time was only a soul after all, and the power of the altar was greatly reduced because of the loss of the entity, although it was still stronger than him, but it no longer had an overwhelming advantage.

Under such circumstances, an endless number of creatures equivalent to Luo Fan's Dao realm attacked him, although it would inevitably be an unimaginable loss, but the result would definitely be able to satisfy Luo Fan. Because of this, Luo Fan dared to come out with the idea that the overall situation had been decided at this time.

At this moment, the heart of the Spell King was filled with infinite anger.

What he saw was the world, a boundless universe. The stars are dotted in the boundless darkness, looming, if there is nothing, emitting all kinds of light. The surrounding vitality is quite strong, and it can almost be called a holy place for cultivation. But. There is a certain indescribable imprint of tenacity in these energies. This strange imprint makes these beings seem like living creatures. Completely rejecting his existence, let alone being absorbed by him, even when he comes into contact with these vitality, he will be extremely impacted, as if these vitality is constantly attacking him.

If only that's it. He can still support it, although those imprints are incomparably tough, but with his Dao realm of becoming a quasi-saint, it is only a little troublesome to break them and refine them.

What made him feel unsupportable was that he was just in the form of a soul at this moment. It is his altar. It's just a phantom left, although it can still exert a lot of power, but compared to the power it originally has, it is so weak that it makes him extremely irritable.

"Again?!" the Spell King snorted angrily. Countless spells erupted from the altar, forming a huge fist in the void and blasting out towards a certain part of the void.

At the moment when the fist composed of his spell exploded, a huge fist that seemed to have a diameter of tens of thousands of miles burst into the air. As if it had transcended time, it suddenly appeared in that void and blasted towards him.

This fist was shining with golden light, exuding infinite divine power, as soon as it appeared. It has infinite majesty and sacredness that fills the void of the universe.

The two fists touched in one place, and the entire universe seemed to have a violent shock at this moment, and faintly it seemed that many points of light representing the stars were extinguished.

A scream came from an unknown distance, and then it broke through the sky. The fist, which had a diameter of tens of thousands of miles, exploded, turning into an endless amount of divine power and slamming away in all directions.

The huge fist shattered. The fist composed of the spell of the Spell King was not better, and the spell that made up the fist gushed out in all directions, although it did not directly make the fist disintegrate and disappear, but it made the fist become a transparent phantom, although it barely maintained the appearance of the fist, but anyone who saw it knew how much damage it had suffered.

The Spell King's brows furrowed deeply, and he raised his hand to recall his fist, spinning, frantically absorbing the spells that escaped from his surroundings.

In this universe where the vital energy deeply rejects him, any of his powers is precious.

At this moment, dense, I don't know how many black objects broke through the air, and the speed was so fast that the moment he just sensed its existence, it had already come to his side.

Taken aback, the Spell King spread out his fist of the spell and turned it into a large hand to cover himself.

The pitch-black, each one the size of a man, and an unknown number of thousands of strange objects slammed directly into the spell's big hand.

A loud rumbling sound filled the void, and the sound was so strong that even the Spell King felt like he was deaf and ringing in his ears.

Of course, at this moment, he didn't have any intention of paying attention to this deaf tinnitus symptom, because with this loud noise, there was an incomparably powerful impact. These impacts acted on the spell hand, directly causing the spell hand to collapse, and then wrapped the collapsing spell, blasting towards the spell king's body from all directions.

As soon as the Spell King gritted his teeth and his body shook, the altar phantom directly merged with his body, and his body instantly evolved into a pair of armor that could completely wrap his body around him.

The shockwave wrapped in the shattering charm acted on the armor, causing the void around the armor to collapse and shatter directly, turning into smoke and then being wrapped in smoke and rushing towards the armor, but the armor still did not waver in the slightest, and even gradually emitted a faint light out, making the Charm King's whole person look like an ancient god.

The Spell King sensed something, and raised his head to look at a certain void.

I saw a dense mass of huge humanoid artifacts appear in the void. These humanoid artifacts look different like robots, and the parts on their bodies are like delicate mechanical parts, and the whole combination is like a large ocean of machines.

"Silicon-based life!Hey, how do I know this is a silicon-based life?" The Spell King saw these humanoid artifacts, and suddenly a certain familiar feeling flashed out between his mind and mind, and he instantly spit out the four words silicon-based life. Then, he was quickly amazed, wondering why he knew it was silicon-based life.

Luo Fan saw all of them in his eyes outside the banner of that era, and when he heard the words coming out of the mouth of the Spell King, he was even more convinced that this person was the quasi-saint of the Great Cheng.

If it weren't for that, this Spell King would simply be a Spell Monk who was born and grew up in an ordinary cultivation planet. How is it possible to know the silicon-based life that was only available in other eras?

Each of those silicon-based beings has the strength equivalent to the consummation of the Path, and it is an incomparable tacit understanding, and after it appears, they each use their own special attacks to combine. Unleash a power far beyond their original strength. Coming directly at the Spell King.

With such an attack, the Spell King didn't have time to think about why he instinctively knew what the life in front of him was, and with a crazy jump, he directly crossed the void for several light years. Directly came to another starry sky.

This universe is an illusory universe in the banner of that era, but there are also specific rules and laws in it, and since there are rules and laws, it is naturally not incomprehensible. It is because Luo Fan's various methods have been weakened many times, but it is not difficult to analyze the rules and laws of such a universe, so as to obtain the ability to move the void.

It's just that the Spell King is extremely experienced in combat, and although he moved the void and his eyes became empty, he didn't let down his vigilance at all and raised his hand to make a move. Countless spells condensed into a mirror in front of him.

This mirror, which was only three feet in diameter, appeared above his head, emitting a ray of light, stretching and shrinking. It seems to be gathering momentum.

At this moment, the void shattered, and the countless attacks sent out by the silicon-based life directly passed through the void and continued to rush towards the Spell King, and in an instant, he had already arrived in front of the Spell King. I was about to crash into the Spell King.

At this moment, the light emitted by the mirror above the Spell King's head took a turn. Like a net, it directly netted the countless attacks into it, and then swallowed and shrunk, and the countless attacks disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

It's just that after doing this qiē, the face of the Spell King was also slightly pale, obviously, such a seemingly relaxed and pleasant swallowing action is not a simple matter for this Spell King, but it is not without any price.

At this moment, the void continued to shatter, and the countless silicon-based lifeforms broke through the air, forming a spherical shape, densely surrounding the Spell King in the middle.

The expression on the Spell King's face became more and more solemn, and the mirror above his head trembled, and countless attacks were sent out from the mirror, turning into a spherical shape and blasting straight out towards all the silicon-based beings around him.

These attacks were the ones that had blasted out before the countless silicon-based lifeforms.

Those silicon-based lifeforms themselves have the same strength as Luo Fan, and they are not as powerful as the Spell King, but they are also quite powerful, and countless attacks are issued, directly destroying most of the attacks reflected in the mirror - obviously, there is still a small half that has not been blown up, and it has fallen into the silicon-based lifeforms, and in an instant, a small half of the silicon-based lifeforms have been lost, so that the originally complete spherical encirclement has appeared one by one.

After the Spell King had done this, his face became even paler.

Just as he was about to move the void away, suddenly an indescribable locking force acted on him.

The void where he had blasted open before was distorted, and I don't know how many strange beings appeared there, and after these lives appeared, they were slightly distorted and slightly changed, and in an instant, they turned into many spell kings. Each of them had a sneer on their faces, looking at him with a look of ill will.

"This is the ...... of the Six Absolute Demon Clans" In an instant, an indescribable sense of familiarity surged over the Spell King's mind, and he couldn't help but say such a sentence.

In this regard, he no longer had the mind to explore at this time, and only felt a burst of despair.

"Let me see how long you can support it. Luo Fan, who was outside the banner of the times, was suspended in the void, his face was indifferent, and such a thought flashed between his mind and mind.

"However, what is your identity, even if it is a real Dacheng quasi-saint, knowing that the silicon-based life is quite normal, and knowing the Six Absolute Demon Clan, this is a bit incredible......" Then, such a question appeared in his mind again.

However, this question does not allow him to change his decision, let alone release the Spell King because of this question, but to promote the power of the Banner of the Times to be stronger, so that the various lives besieging the Spell King will appear more and more.

Silicon-based life, six demons, sage, giant god, god of faith, rock life, golden life...... And so on, almost every qiē life that Luo Fan encountered, after he was enhanced to the limit of what he could strengthen, he successively threw himself into the attack on the Spell King.

The Charm King is not damaged at all, and under this endless, never-ending attack, it is difficult to avoid damage, not to mention that only the soul is left at this time. Although he saw the moves, he continued to destroy all kinds of lives that besieged him, but the injuries on his body were constantly aggravating.

Finally, after three years.

A terrible roar came from the atmosphere of that era, and the entire void, the entire dream world, shook instantly, and then collapsed and shattered from far and near, and completely dissolved into nothingness.

"Finally passed, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-second level. Luo Fan, who had been sitting in the air under the banner of that era for three years, let out a long breath, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

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