All the dust condensed together, as if going back in time, and gradually formed a figure.

This person is still Zhang Fan, but the difference is that Zhang Fan is like a sleeping baby at the moment, sleeping in Daolian.

The qi at this moment is incomparably ethereal and unpredictable.

"Pretend to be a ghost and look for death."

The tower-like saint fell with a hammer, and the space spread with a crack in the Dao.

Rumble!!!!

That space collapsed, and this move was the full force of this saint.

However, as the space collapsed and raged, that lotus flower was still quietly suspended.

"Damn, what's going on."

A sage who excelled in space said, "He is in the same space world, but not in the time we are. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Does that exist now or in the future, who is good at the law of fate, deduce it."

"Hurry up, I feel a sense of foreboding, let that fool kill this thief."

"It can't be deduced, he doesn't exist in the future, he doesn't exist in the past, he doesn't exist in the present, or rather, he seems to exist at every time, and he seems to not exist. In short, he doesn't exist now, and even if he finds a point in time to kill him, it's useless. ”

Zhang Fan has experienced an endless river of time, and it seems to be a moment.

He saw many giants in Chaos, and even saw Pangu and a female giant side by side with Pangu.

The two talked a lot, but he couldn't hear it clearly, he couldn't remember, he didn't just see the two of them, he saw more giants.

They were born in chaos, they were similar in appearance, but as if they had some mission, they opened the heavens and sacrificed.

Yes, it is their destiny to sacrifice in the open heavens.

Zhang Fan witnessed the opening and submerging of the endless world, as if he was one of them.

Zhang Fan didn't understand why they were doing this, and there were fewer and fewer people in this clan.

When Zhang Fan was confused, countless pairs of eyes looked at him at the same time.

The eyes of countless creator gods, like the sun and the moon, represent countless worlds and have unbearable weights.

Zhang Fan suddenly woke up, and a large amount of consciousness was integrated into his primordial spirit, and these wills did not have chaotic wills, but battles and the process of opening the heavens again and again.

As if he had obtained a bloodline inheritance, Zhang Fan seemed to be defeated by this strong will.

It is necessary to follow the message of the will, open the heavens, and sacrifice......

"The road is over, don't go ......"

Zhang Fan finally heard the last words of Pangu, and it also made him get rid of this will for a short time.

Then Zhang Fan opened his eyes.

Brush!!!

Two beaming pillars of light shot out.

And before that, a saint shouted: "He is back, kill!" ”

The tower-like saint was also killed, and the other saints were desperately entangled and couldn't support them at all.

Zhang Fan's eyes are like Pangu's eyes, one day and one month, one yin and one yang, or in other words, one yin and one sun.

A scorching destruction with life, a gentleness like water with dead silence.

The sun is strong, burning near and ice far away.

The saint was caught off guard, originally with his speed, no matter how fierce and fast the attack was, it was not a problem for him to dodge.

However, those eyes seemed to freeze him, and he couldn't dodge the two beams of light.

Yes!!!!!!!

The tower-like saint screamed, his eyes pierced, and half of his skull tumbled with magma, generally covered in ice.

His eyes became even more hollow, and the saint screamed and rolled.

Since becoming a saint, he has not been hit hard, but he has never been so painful.

Everyone looked creepy.

"Fatty, what's wrong with you?" The Red Dust Maiden asked.

"Endless resentment, endless expectations, there is no end in sight, my race is going to be destroyed, no, even if there is only one person left, I will open the sky, open the sky......"

The tower-like saint was finally healed under the treatment of a goddess of life.

But his eyes were always empty, which was inconceivable to the saints, who could be reborn with even a little flesh left, but only two eyes.

Now it can't be recovered, it's too scary.

What frightened them even more was that this saint seemed to be crazy, and no matter how they shouted, this man rushed into chaos like crazy.

Under the terrifying gaze of everyone, he used his most powerful trick to burn his own avenue and split the chaos, and used his body to prop up the heavens and the earth as a pillar of heaven.

His life is constantly drying up, opening the sky is not so simple, if it is not difficult to open up a small space, but to open up a big world, it is difficult for the saint to bear.

Even if he doesn't have this kind of ability, the world he opens up is also the limit of what he can bear.

His smile was eerie, he lost his eyes, and his smile turned into a stone man.

And this nascent small world was also torn apart by the powerful forces of the three worlds, and merged into the three big worlds.

And this saint has also turned into all things, become the nourishment of this small world, and turn into mountains and rivers.

It all happened so fast, too suddenly.

"Monster, what did you do to him?" The Red Dust Maiden couldn't breathe in pain, this was her most hardcore saint ally.

The pillars of light shot out of Zhang Fan's eyes gradually dissipated, but his eyes were still bright.

Hearing this, he also came back to his senses, it was too dangerous just now.

"It's not that I did anything to him, it's that he didn't have a good life and died for me."

If it weren't for this Hanhan who withstood those gazes, even if there was Pangu, he would inevitably sink, that kind of will was too strong, and his Yuan Shen and the so-called protection were vulnerable in front of those wills.

"Nonsense, Hei Yao, you go and kill him." The Red Dust Lady sneered, her momentum soared, and a round of pink aura appeared, lingering behind her, and she showed all her strength.

She relied on the strength of one person to entangle Nuwa.

That Hei Yao is the saint with two daggers.

Hearing this, the two daggers of the Black Yao Saint closed together and turned into a spear, and his figure flashed behind Zhang Fan.

Bite!!!

Zhang Fan closed his eyes and blocked the opponent's attack with his blade.

"Close your eyes, you look down on Ben Sheng?"

Zhang Fan ignored him and quickly dissolved those wills, because these wills were passing and he needed time to digest them.

And he completely let go of his body and mind, understood the root of the Tao with strength, the body and the primordial spirit were completely unified, and the physical body was even stronger to the extreme.

This physical body alone is already worthy of the saints of the Earth Immortal Realm, or even stronger, without the Pangu True Body, the real Ten Thousand Laws are one.

Moreover, it is the ultimate in fighting to prove the Tao with strength, and everything is based on instinct and heart, and it is natural.

Even if Hei Yao used all his skills, it would be difficult to hurt Zhang Fan for half a point.

Everyone's complexion changed, and when fighting with that Hanhan, Zhang Fan was struggling, and even in the back, he was trying his best to deal with it.

But now, the difference is careless, holding the blade in one hand, and the body does not move.

Regardless of the storm and storm, he didn't move a single step.

"It's impossible, but in a moment, how can you become so strong." ……