"Hehehe...... Betrayal?, you say I'm betrayal?" said the old man, grinning at this time.

There was a thick disdain and unspeakable hatred in that voice.

When Luo Fan heard this, countless thoughts flooded in his heart, knowing that there must be many entanglements between this master and apprentice. If you want to dig deeper, what can be said in it must be the volume of the vehicle.

However, at this time, he didn't have the heart to care about the entanglement between them.

At this time, he was more concerned about how to escape from here!

The two masters and apprentices, even the old man who was a disciple, were also the storage of the ninth-level pseudo-saint progression. And the monk who looked like a child, just by relying on his voice and image, he almost made Luo Fan's soul unable to bear its impact, and it was about to collapse completely, and its strength can be imagined how terrifying it is.

When such a powerful two cunzi are ready to make a move at any time, ready to fight at any time, as a weak person, if he still has any mind to explore what grievances and entanglements there are between the two of them, then it is really the old birthday star who hanged himself, and he is afraid of a long life.

Luo Fan has such a decision, but Baihua will not be much worse.

At this time, he connected his thoughts with Luo Fan and said, "This place is now blocked by the momentum of the two of them, and it is impossible to break through at all, I don't know what you can do?"

Luo Fan had already discovered this, and said with a rather ugly look on his face: "This matter is a breakthrough difficulty, and the two of them are fighting each other at this time. Among them, the power of destruction surges, and it is good that we don't move, if once we attract their momentum to rush over, then the result is almost equivalent to the two of them attacking us at the same time, and at that time, we will definitely not be able to withstand its impact, and we will die, almost certainly!"

"What should I do?" said Baihua's voice.

Luo Fan said solemnly: "Now I can only wait." The two of them are not paying attention to us at all, we are ants to them. As long as we don't provoke. They will never make a move on us. All we have to do now is wait, wait for the two of them to fight, and see if there will be some flaws in their momentum!"

Because of the flowers, I listened. The look is still ugly. But still nodded. said that he agreed with Luo Fan's statement.

This is the only choice they can make at this time.

Unless the two of them can now burst out with strength that can match the two of them, otherwise. Waiting with your tail between your legs is the only way to go!

"I preached your avenue and led you to sanctification, but you attacked me at the last moment of my sanctification, this is not a betrayal, what is a betrayal......" The boy said with a flat expression and an indifferent look in his eyes.

When it came to the sneak attack at the last moment of sanctification, his expression did not change in the slightest. Sanctification is the ultimate goal of a monk, and being attacked and failed at the last moment of sanctification is an experience that for any monk, no matter how firm his mind is and how perfect his Dao heart is, he will inevitably be extremely resentful and hateful.

Under normal circumstances, a person who speaks such words must be full of hatred and murderous intent on his face. Where could it be like the boy at this time, with a calm face and an indifferent look, as if he were not talking about himself, but about another person.

Luo Fan and Yin Baihua were shocked inexplicably at this time. The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw an indescribable shock in each other's eyes, as well as a faint despair!

Originally, they thought that no matter how powerful this person was, he was only a relatively powerful ninth-level pseudo-saint, after all, the ninth-level pseudo-saint was a realm with an almost infinite span, and in such a realm, some ninth-level pseudo-saints were thousands of times stronger than the ordinary ninth-level pseudo-saints, but it was not an impossible thing.

However, they didn't expect that the person in front of them was actually a person who had impacted the Holy Realm, and even almost succeeded!

Compared with the ordinary ninth-level pseudo-saints, there is already an essential difference, compared with the real saints, and even compared with the saints of the demon realm, it is far inferior, I don't know how many tens of thousands of times worse, but it already has enough strength to crush the storage zài of a qiē ninth-level pseudo-saint level!

After understanding its strength, Luo Fan and Yin Baihua naturally had such a thought in their hearts: With such a powerful existence, can they really seize its flaws and escape?

It is precisely because of this thought that the two of them will be a little desperate at this time, and they will have such an obvious and amazing shocking color.

"Sanctify me?" hahaha......" The old man laughed out loud at this time, but the anger and hatred in his voice were unprecedentedly rich, and even turned into substance, forming a sea of red and blackened blood, washing in all directions, and in a blink of an eye, it enveloped the strange time and space where several of them were, making this time and space a boundless sea of blood!

And such a sea of blood, after enveloping the entire time and space, has formed a strong and incomparable oppression on the one of the creatures that exist in this time and space, that is, Luo Fan and Yin Baihua.

The anger and hatred directly washed over the hearts of Luo Fan and Yin Baihua, causing many negative feelings to arise out of thin air in their hearts......

At this moment, as if under some invisible oppression, this sea of blood collapsed, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared, and the old man snorted even more, with a cold smile on his face.

"You really haven't fully recovered your strength...... You have only revived a little bit of your will now, and in that case, then you are welcome! You were going to turn me into the food of your sanctification, and I will let you enjoy my anger and my hatred today!" the old man roared.

After this sound, the old man rose to the sky, and rushed towards the boy who was levitating in front of the void that had been opened.

His speed is so fast that there is no need to say more. That's almost beyond time, beyond the speed of space.

Even Luo Fan and Yin Baihua only saw a little shadow, and found that the old man was already fighting with the boy.

The battle between these two people was brilliant, and every time the fluctuation of power contact emanated, it destroyed time and space and shattered heaven and earth.

This boundless world, although vast and boundless, is incomparably powerful. But they can't withstand such a fight. When the volatility is transmitted several times. This whole world disappeared without a trace, and they appeared in another world!

And Luo Fan and Yin Baihua are extremely vigilant. It also has a three-dimensional talisman condensed by the gray zài to protect the body. But it still can't completely insulate itself from the aftermath. In this instant, the bodies of the two of them were wiped out hundreds of times!

If it weren't for the fact that neither of them was an ordinary monk, they both had the power to restore their bodies with the help of other special means. Maybe just the impact of this aftermath is enough to make the two of them die, their souls are scattered, and there is no longer any possibility of survival.

But, even so, the two of them have suffered a lot in the process. Although it was only in an instant, in the midst of the unimaginable pain they enjoyed, the two of them each had a kind of self as if they had experienced countless billions of years! It was as if they had become an ordinary person who had enjoyed countless years of torture in the depths of the eighteenth layer of hell, if it weren't for the perfection and stability of their Dao hearts, maybe these other pains alone would have been enough to make their minds collapse and completely erase a trace of their hearts!

However, they still supported it after all.

At the same time, with the collapse of the world, a new world was entered.

This new world is an infinite void, a vast and boundless world.

However, neither of them could fully see the world, and the world shattered under the aftermath of the battle, and the whole world disappeared completely, and they once again enjoyed the indescribable pain, and entered a new world, a new world.

And so on and so forth, and so on, and over and over again.

In the end, the number of times it happened overall, even Luo Fan and Yin Baihua completely lost their concepts, and they only felt as if they had experienced the pain and torture countless times longer than their own cultivation time, their bodies were shattered again and again, and they were reunited again and again, every time they were smashed, every time they were reunited, they all thought that they had reached the limit, and if they continued like this, they would inevitably die and their souls would be scattered. However, after each time, they stood up strongly, regrouped their bodies and minds strongly, and reluctantly stood up in the pain.

Because of the hundred flowers, Luo Fan didn't know if he felt it, but Luo Fan felt that such a process was an indescribable tempering for his soul. Constantly shattering his soul that he originally thought was flawless, and then recondensed by his super will, removing some of these inexplicable impurities, making his soul more complete and more flawless, so that in such an incomparably painful and incomparably tragic process, he felt that his Dao realm seemed to be slowly ascending.

The soul is the foundation of what makes a living soul a living being.

Any living being, any monk, his spiritual achievements must ultimately be connected with his own mind in order to be meaningful. If one's spiritual attainment ends up independent and completely unconnected to one's mind, then one's cultivation is not a real one! That attainment is not a real attainment, but only an external object!

From this, we can see how important it is for monks to sublimate the soul, to progress the soul, to become more complete and flawless.

Luo Fan's previous comprehension of cultivation may have reached a certain limit, but when his soul is raised, with many great avenue realizations, it will naturally glow with new vitality, allowing him to extract some new mysteries from it, and then let his Dao realm be further improved in the process!

This is not difficult to understand, just like the same middle school textbook, when a middle school student and a college student interpret it, they will inevitably interpret different meanings. In contrast, it is certainly college students who have gained more knowledge and gained more! Of course, among them, middle school students and college students must be basically competent in order to be established......

It is precisely because of this trait. Just because Luo Fan's soul was broken and recondensed again and again, he had a feeling that the realm of Taoism was constantly improving.

The whole process lasted for an unknown number of thousands of times, and his mind was broken and recondensed for an unknown number of thousands of times, and at a certain moment, Luo Fan suddenly felt that his soul was empty, and an indescribable feeling of relief surged into his heart.

It took him a while to come to his senses.

It turned out that it was not that he had any mysterious changes, and it was not that his own sublimation brought him any comfortable feeling. Rather, at some point, the aftermath of the battle. It's gone!

The aftermath of the battle brought him unspeakable pain. He felt that his body and mind were collapsing all the time, and this indescribable discomfort had lasted for so long, and he had become completely accustomed to it before he knew it. Now all of a sudden, the aftermath of the battle is gone, and the unspeakable pain is gone. This is the gap between this and the incomparably painful one. It is the root of this indescribable comfort!

After coming to his senses. He found that because Baihua had a strange smile on his face at this time, he seemed to have enjoyed indescribable comfort. Merely. Compared to Luo Fan, who was able to come back to his senses quickly and know the true root of this comfort, because Baihua didn't seem to have this ability, but he kept that strange smile, completely immersed in that comfort, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Luo Fan didn't pay much attention to him, but turned his gaze to look ahead, the battle between the old man and the boy.

At this moment, the momentum of the two of them is still sealing the surroundings, perfectly sealing a loophole, so that he can't find a flaw that can break through and leave, which makes him know that the battle between the master and apprentice must not have been divided yet!

And it was precisely because there was no winner or loser that Luo Fan was curious about why they stopped at this time.

Normally, with the hatred between the two of them, if one of them is not killed, it is really unlikely that the battle will end......

"You, it's impossible to defeat me, it's better to come back, come back to me, I will pass on your Dafa and lead you to sanctification......" Before he could see the fact in the center of the battlefield, such a voice came into Luo Fan's ears.

This voice was naturally the voice of the boy, but compared with the beginning, there seemed to be a little more emotion in it, and this emotional color was very strange, it seemed to be joy, and it seemed to be anger.

The power of the voice itself is terrifyingly powerful, and with this hint of emotion, that power is even more amazing. In an instant, Luo Fan was melted into that voice, and he felt as if he was about to plunge into a strange world.

Fortunately, Luo Fan's soul has undergone so many tragic tempering, and it is already much stronger than before, and in an instant, a glazed color flashed in the depths of his soul, instantly pulling him out of that state and regaining his normal perspective.

At this time, he saw his surroundings clearly.

Here, there is a boundless void. In this void, countless fragments of time and space turned into clouds of mist, distributed all over this void, reflecting this void like a battlefield ruin. And Luo Fan and Yin Baihua were wrapped in a mist composed of space-time fragments at this time, which looked similar to other fogs in other positions, and when they looked at them from the outside, they couldn't see the existence of the two of them at all.

From a general point of view, of course......

And in the center of this void, in front of the layers of passages that had been opened, the boy and the old man were far away from each other.

The appearance of the two is no different from the beginning. Same hairstyle, same clothes, same style. It was completely unrecognizable that the two of them had experienced such a terrible battle before.

This is also natural, even for a pseudo-saint of Luo Fan's level, as long as he does not die, it is an easy thing to change his appearance, not to mention the storage of the ninth-level pseudo-saint level.

Compared with the beginning, at this time, the eyes of both of them have changed subtly.

In the old man's eyes, in addition to anger and hatred, there was an indescribable surprise. And in the eyes of the boy, there was love for the first time, which seemed to be joyful and angry, and it was extremely difficult to distinguish.

"Do you think that I will fall into your lies when I am just one step away from ruining you? If you really think so, then I am afraid that I am disappointed in you, God. The old man let out a long exhale and said.

"What I can do is beyond your comprehension. The boy said lightly.

"Yes, maybe you are indeed stronger than me because you have touched the Holy Realm. But, you're dead now. You couldn't resist the rejection of the power of the fifty-four saints, and even the origin of life completely collapsed, and it took hundreds of billions of years to recondense into such a true will as you are now, how can you resist me?" the old man said lightly.

"Don't you know how I can come back from the dead and come back after so many years if it were not condensed into a trace of holy will? I will give you one last chance, surrender to me as I did at the beginning, and kiss the soil in front of me, so that I can not blame the past, and I can teach you the mystery of condensing the holy will. The boy said calmly.

Both of them were full of confidence at this time, but just looking at their appearance, they couldn't tell which of the two of them was true and who was false......!