As Zhang Fan expected, he was not the only one who could think of this.

There are more smart people in the world, and in this world, the smartest people who think they are fools.

The real smart person is that others see through but can't do it.

is also similar to Yangmou, everything is in front of you, and you just can't break this game.

Obviously, these people don't realize, or they know that it won't work, but they still want to try it by chance.

This Andre is like that, he is one of the strongest players in the Ark Realm.

has its own large guild, and is one of the top three figures in the rankings of the two realms.

He just wants to seize, or rather fight, for chance.

Andre made a great wish, and the heavenly way where many worlds merged sent down merit and luck.

"White bones, you are not the only one who has the ability to turn the tide, and now I am one step ahead of the saints."

Andre glanced at the bones, then began the incantation, and a ray of light shot into the compressed vortex.

Wisps of divine power were impregnated in the whirlpool, just when Andre showed joy.

A terrifying suction force tore Andre into the whirlpool, a force that was so vast and irresistible that it was irresistible.

Andrei suddenly became infinitesimal and disappeared in an instant.

Those luck and merit overflowed in the whirlpool.

Deathly silence, this is the root of what the creator gods and saints dare not try, this power is beyond their means.

Only players who are not afraid of risk dare to do so.

Zhang Fan shook his head slightly, how many opportunities did heaven and earth give him in order to achieve him, how long he planned for this day, step by step to the present, one step at a time, one wrong step, he didn't dare to continue.

This person is really ignorant and fearless, if things are really that simple, then the Dao Ancestors are also willing to obtain this opportunity and merit.

However, it is not only one who is not afraid of death, not only the players of the Ark Realm and the Pantheon Realm, but also some peak quasi-saints have seen this opportunity.

They tried one after another, although most of the would-be saints were at a loss and didn't know how to do it.

But one by one, they scrambled to start trying.

Everyone knows that this sanctification is extraordinary, and it is different from ordinary sanctification. This saint will be more powerful than ever.

In half a month, many players and quasi-saints died, which dispelled their luck psychology.

Zhang Fan sighed and said, "Why bother, it's my chance, and no one can take it away." ”

Everyone was silent, and the other saints sneered, thinking that this junior was arrogant.

Zhang Fan didn't have any grand wishes, nor did he have any luck, he almost ignored the whirlpool, sitting in the whirlpool, one after another handprints were punched, and black spells flew out.

The center of the vortex, which had been incompressible, was compressed again, and the vortex disappeared, leaving only a substance that was pure and pitch black to the extreme.

This matter is a special substance formed by absorbing the infinite chaotic forces of many worlds and forming a super black hole with an ever-shrinking volume but infinite density.

When the nebula flows, the saints are far away.

With the beating of Zhang Fan's handprint, the suction of the space became stronger and stronger, and even the saints had to avoid the edge for the time being.

This strange distortion of time and space in this area.

I don't know how long it has been, but the fist-sized black ball has turned into a small dot, and Zhang Fan's handprint is getting slower and slower.

It's as if every handprint has become extremely difficult,

"Madam, your opportunity is fleeting, and you haven't woken up yet, when to wait."

The red sleeves, who were meditating, opened their eyes when they heard this, and their figure was like a dream, and a wisp of green smoke came to Zhang Fan.

"I use my way as the foundation of a new world, the blueprint for creation, the shadow of the world, the hometown of the souls of all beings, and the nightmare world."

The red-sleeved dream wheel floated in front of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan instantly deduced the creation of the world with the wheel of dreams.

Rumble!!!!

The terrifying merit golden light and luck shrouded the red sleeves, and with the merit and luck, it also followed Zhang Fan's continuous deduction.

The aura of the red sleeves is also getting stronger and stronger, and finally breaks through a certain boundary.

"I am the master of nightmares, all living beings can gather thoughts and nightmares, project for them, and continue life, there is no reincarnation, life is the only one. All thoughts of gathering a clan are the gods of nightmares, pure thoughts. Whoever has thoughts common to many races is the Lord God. God has a priesthood, not a man. Since then, heaven and man have been separated forever. ”

Nuwa arched her hand and said, "Congratulations to Daoyou." ”

"Congratulations to Daoyou."

Several other people also saluted and congratulated, no matter what, there were people in the Earth Immortal Realm who were sanctified, and their strength was even further.

Only the two Western faces are very ugly, they don't deal with Zhang Fan, and now there are two other saints and two saints, and the treasures are not good.

If Zhang Fan is sanctified again, he will become the most united saint group, and he will occupy a very large dominance in the new world.

This is what they never want to see, but now they can't do without Zhang Fan.

"Fellow Daoists, please stay away quickly, escape into chaos, quickly."

The saints did not dare to slack off, and they all dodged into the chaos.

Looking at Zhang Fan again, the volume of that small dot has become infinitely small, but the mass is infinitely large, which is something that should not exist.

With the compression of horror, it is still shrinking infinitely, and the mass is also increasing infinitely.

Finally, a singularity with infinitely small volume, infinite density, infinitely high temperature, and infinite curvature of space-time has been formed.

An endless dazzling light shone brightly.

Even the saints who were hiding in the chaos were blind, and their ears instantly lost their sound perception, and the world seemed to become extremely silent.

"Run." Hongjun made the sound of the avenue, which was heard by everyone.

Everyone swept up the quasi-saint and fled frantically again.

After being extremely far away, after seeing that the saints were bleeding from all seven knots, and the sub-saints vomited blood one by one, even if there were treasures like the Twelve Rank Lotus Platforms, it was still unbearable for them.

And the would-be saints were stunned.

The other worlds are even more bleak, many creation gods are too busy to take care of themselves, and some of the main gods are directly unconscious.

Only the Dao Ancestors recovered quickly, and saw that the quasi-saints who had not been taken away from other worlds were evaporated in the chaos.

"Endless time method, and then retreat."

Hongjun swept everyone away again, and saw a splendid world, where endless tiny particles were sprayed, collided, and combined.

Chaos is constantly broken down into endless particles, and the world expands wildly.

The temperature is incredibly high, and as the heavens and the earth evolve, brilliant nebulae appear.

It's just that these nebulae do not have planets, and with the deduction, the planets continue to condense in the operation of the nebula.

In an instant, in this nascent world, everything is in its most primitive state.

The saints, who had regained their sight, also stared intently at the world of their wishes.

Then a terrifying large star was formed, followed by a small galaxy, forming a large galaxy.

It's just that these galaxies are all in a nascent state, wrapped in nebulae......