"Can you recover in a hundred years? Being in the most central and core place of Penglai Immortal Island, Ling Daotian 'listened' to the voice coming from his ears, and in his heart, uh, if he still had a heart at the moment, it was a bitter smile and self-deprecating thought in his heart.

The will of the saints is obliterated!

To tell the truth, he never thought that the catastrophe that Luo Fan, the protagonist who had refined the innate immortal aura in the original work, 'easily' survived, came to himself, that 'power', uh, it was simply against the sky, unable to speak, unable to resist, and unable to resist As soon as the majestic saint's will came, the invincible majesty of the brilliant world disintegrated all his defenses, so the will to resist, all the thoughts of fighting for his life.

Fighting in the world of the eight directions, what kind of sinister environment, bad battles have not been experienced? But he can't think of a similar scene, one day, he will also be disintegrated to fight, give up any defensive psychology, and let others slaughter, fortunately, he has completely refined the innate immortal aura at that time, so he has this immortal soul, and only then under the obliteration of the saint's will, he barely left a little true spirit imprint origin in the case of infinitely close to death, being obliterated, that is, the soul core origin will.

"Actually, it's right to think about it, in the 'original book', what Luo Fan encountered was just a Jiuli Demon God with the strength of a golden immortal, and he was different, although the approximate ultimate combat power explosion was barely to the level of a half-step Great Luo Immortal, but the essence of his life was a true quasi-saint, with the quasi-saint strongman as firewood, the will of the saint who was summoned by burning was obviously hundreds of millions of times stronger than a golden immortal, but this was a loophole in my own thoughts, and I directly triggered the memory of his saint without careful preparation at that time, Isn't this looking for your own death?"

Ling Daotian had a deeper understanding of the level of the saint, the realm of the saint, and the means of the saint at this moment, the will of the saint descended to wipe out the attack, it was not at all something that a superb innate spirit treasure could defend against, and even the 'Zhu Qingyun' who had the same heart as him did not have the slightest chance to show it.

What does this mean? It means that for a saint, even the best innate spirit treasure is just a burden, and the means of the saint, when the supreme treasure of the best innate spirit treasure level is not thoroughly refined, it will not be of any use at all, and the real face of the saint, in addition to the innate immortal aura at the core of his divine soul, the thing that will help him, the magic weapon, is simply a zero.

It can be said that this encounter with the saint made him truly realize a profound truth, that is, the magic weapon is not enough, and the Tao is the foundation.

There is no Taoism, there is no realm of the divine soul, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, even a congenital treasure in hand, it can't help anything when facing the saint, "If you don't break it, you can't stand it, if you break it, you will stand up, this experience is not a great opportunity for me, the true spirit imprint reorganizes the soul, and the next time you face the will of the saint, you won't really have the slightest resistance power!"

In the center of a cloudy light that expands and expands, a little bit of turquoise tiny light clusters are constantly extending, expanding, contracting, condensing ............, and every time it cycles, the light clusters that are larger and brighter than cyan become larger and brighter, and with the irradiation of the turquoise light, the scattered misty light bands around them are like a cluster of nebulae, constantly converging towards the central turquoise core light point.

This speed is getting faster and faster, and the scope is getting wider and wider............ "At this rate, it will take at least a thousand years from the outside world, and 100 million years from the secret realm to completely recover from the trauma at the level of the divine soul, but the physical body has not suffered much damage, which is really strange." ”

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"Husband, isn't Senior Brother Ling out of the customs yet?" Penglai Immortal Island, in the Xiaguang Immortal Palace, Yan Shui Tian's pretty face was slightly regretful, and he said.

"No, but according to Senior Brother Clone, Senior Brother Ling's consciousness can already be clearly sensed, and it will probably take hundreds of years. Fang Han also just 'broke up' with his senior brother, looked at the regret on his wife's face with a smile, and said comfortingly with a smile.

At this time, he also breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, the doppelganger was able to sense that the consciousness of the deity was increasing, even if it could not transmit and share information, it was also great news, at this moment he was already able to determine that his senior brother had definitely been hit hard, and he was almost on the verge of complete death, at this time, Fang Han naturally did not know that his senior brother had the existence of innate immortal aura, so the murderous intent and killing intent that surged in his heart were almost uncontrollable, and he was about to burst out.

His senior brother, the senior brother who took more care of him in the immortal world back then, it seems that the two have not seen each other for countless years since so many immortal eras, but the emotional relationship between the senior brothers has not changed for many years, but just a thousand years ago, it can also be said that in front of his own eyes, his senior brother was secretly plotted behind his back, this kind of anger is not that he can't find the shadow of the 'coming enemy' at the moment, otherwise he really has the urge to burst out and kill with his life.

Although Fang Han was only a doppelganger here, because of the Gate of Eternal Life, if once he pulled the main body of the Gate of Eternal Life, a chaotic spirit treasure, to summon and attack, the terrifying power was enough to wipe out all the existence under the saint, he didn't believe it, this desolate world was only opened up for a little more than 100,000 years, and there would be an existence comparable to a saint in it.

"It's better not for me to find you, or I'll let you know what life is better than death, and death has no place to be buried............"

Secretly ruthless in his heart, Fang Han's expression did not change at this moment, but after pointing at his wife, he turned around and returned to his secret room to plan silently.

The clouds gather and disperse, the clouds roll up, the fairy light is like a horse, time is like a shuttle, in the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed, in a palace and fairy pavilion on Penglai Immortal Island, Yanshuitian, Linglong Fairy, Fang Han, Ling Daotian, and Zhu Qingyun The five 'people' reunited and sat again.

"You mean, Senior Brother has recovered half of his cultivation?" Fang Han stared at Zhu Qingyun in front of him, his eyes were cold, as if an abyssal storm was brewing, ready to go.

"Well, the master asked me to take the first step forward and tell you that the master was plotted by the saint and almost died, and at this time he has recovered half of his injuries and cultivation, and he will be able to completely recover from the customs in about another four hundred years. Zhu Qingyun looked like Ling Daotian's majesty, his face was also covered with dark clouds at this time, and his tone was gloomy.

"How is it possible for a saint to conspire? How could a senior brother encounter a saint's conspiracy?"

"Yes, didn't Senior Brother Ling say that there was no saint born in the desolate world at this time, how could it be that he was plotted by a saint?"

"That's right, the saint is plotting, Senior Brother Ling has never gone out to cultivate on Penglai Immortal Island, how could he suddenly be plotted by a saint?" Fang Han, Yan Shuitian, Linglong Fairy, and even Ling Daotian's clone all looked at Zhu Qingyun with surprised expressions, except for Fang Han, the other three even showed frightened and panicked expressions on their faces.

The sage's plot! This news is simply earth-shattering and incredible.

"Could it be that Luo Fan is behind the scenes?" Fang Han suddenly remembered what his senior brother had said to him, that Luo Fan, the lucky protagonist in this desolate world, was controlled by a saint-level black hand behind him, and couldn't help but open his mouth and say.

"This, the master he didn't explain too much, just said that he was wiped out by the will of the saint, this time, if the fault is not that the saint has been promoted to a first-level saint, I am afraid that the master of this battle has completely fallen. Zhu Qingyun didn't know what the reason was, but he was present when he was wiped out by the saint, and the majesty of the supreme holy way that made people unable to give birth to a sense of resistance from the bottom of his heart made him have no doubt that it was definitely the handiwork of the saint.

"Will come, saint obliteration?" Fang Han, Linglong Fairy, and Yanshuitian looked at each other, and they were all a little inexplicably frightened in their hearts.

A trace of the saint's will descended, and it made a first-level saint unable to resist, almost completely wiped out, and there was no longer the character of Senior Brother Ling between heaven and earth, this is the will of countless billions of years, countless calamities of time and space, the saint really has such an ability? Can he pass through the past and the future, and obliterate the power of a first-level saint through infinite time and space?

"Perhaps, it is really possible that the black hand behind the protagonist made a move, right? A thousand years ago, Na Luo Fan broke through the Taiyi Immortals, and an innate immortal aura descended from the chaos outside the sky, which was refined by it, so to speak, in fact, the possibility of the black hand behind the scenes is very great, after all, the arrival of you and me has completely lost the original development trend of this desolate world, and it has also affected the growth of Na Luo Fan. Ling Daotian's clone guessed solemnly, with a strong fear in his words.

He was deliberately intimidating Fang Han and the others, for what it was Naturally needless to say, this was to add a talisman to Brother Luo, where did the saint who had suffered from his own deity come from, he knew it, but there were some things he actually didn't want his junior brother Fang Han to know too much.

At present, the arrival of his junior brother has disrupted his original plan, if he doesn't put a talisman on Na Luo Fan, will the future protagonist be slaughtered by the 'inexplicable' black hand, he really can't predict, he can only try his best to add a talisman to it first, and wait for the 'suddenly' appearance of the earth's space-time channel in the future.

"The Taiyi Immortal who broke through a thousand years ago also obtained an innate immortal aura!" Yan Shuitian screamed in surprise, and his words were full of envy.

"I didn't expect that there really is a saint-level mastermind behind this Luo Fan! A congenital immortal aura is said to be given, it seems that this Luo Fan's identity, or this Luo Fan, must have an extremely important responsibility for that saint?" The Linglong Fairy is good at the Linglong Daluo Heavenly Dao, and the speculation of some saints' minds is closer to reality, and she only needs to substitute the thoughts of some superiors to have a general understanding.

But even so, she secretly felt shocked by the black hand's handwriting, this is worthy of the saint's handwriting, the big one is incredible, a congenital immortal aura is said to be given, just fake to save Na Luo Fan's life, this atmosphere she can't imagine what kind of 'heritage' the saint has, what kind of 'wealth'.

However, even if she is in the tube, she can roughly guess the amount of the 'wealth' of a little saint, and it is right to think about it, a saint who can survive in chaos for countless billions of years, and have a lot of time, has high-level resources, or even a little more saint-level resources, that is really a normal thing.

Saints can open up a great world and perfect heaven and earth at will, just as they can open up a great world at will now, they do not lack any heaven and earth treasures of the level of the great world, and the saints will definitely not lack saint-level genius earth treasures, or even heaven and earth treasures.

Therefore, this makes the saint have everything for the innate level treasures, what innate spirit treasures, innate treasures, as long as the saint wants to, as long as these things are willing to spend time, it is not very difficult to collect.

"Hmph, no matter which saint he is, this revenge today will be avenged in the future. Fang Han was also a little touched in his heart, but more of it was anger, incomparably angry.

What happened to the saint? Can the saint kill his senior brother at will? This is simply a naked and naked provocation and revenge for him, and at this moment, he has made up his mind that he will definitely return this revenge today to a tenfold or even a hundredfold extent in the future.

As the controller of the Chaos Spirit Treasure Eternal Life Gate, the reincarnation of the machine spirit, he has this confidence and this confidence.

"By the way, the master asked me to tell you, there should be no remnants of Chaos Gods and Demons on the Abbot's Immortal Island, and you can come and go at will, but there are 100% remnants of Chaos Gods and Demons on Yingzhou Immortal Island, but he can't deduce the specific situation. ”

Zhu Qingyun looked at Fang Han and the three of them, and said lightly: "What the master means is that if you go to Yingzhou Immortal Island, you might as well wait for him to go out of the customs together, but the abbot Immortal Island can come and go at will, so you don't have to wait for him to get out." ”

"No need, all actions are still waiting for senior brother to come out, and there is no hurry for these hundreds of years. Yan Shui Tian, a look of surprise just flashed on the face of the Linglong Fairy, and Fang Han directly opened his mouth to make a decision.

He didn't have any intention of exploring Abbot Xiandao now, and the news of the saint's plot made him angry, and at the same time, he couldn't help but secretly feel a little jealous. There are some things, it is better to wait for him and Senior Brother Ling to discuss them. In comparison, innate treasures, innate spiritual roots. Things like innate magic weapons are nothing in his eyes for the time being. (To be continued......)