Invasion of all races, integration of all things, crazy upgrades

The light spread to a million meters away, and nothing in it could escape the influence of the power of rules.

Chen Fan could see clearly that all the stumps of the old woman had disappeared.

The green long whip in his hand was also broken into three pieces.

Wounds of completely different shapes appeared on his body, and the power of rules was raging inside.

The image was quite embarrassing, and he retreated a hundred thousand meters away, unwilling to bear more power of rules.

Of course, the golden turtle was not much better, and the phantom of the long sword collapsed.

Even the monument on its back has faded a bit.

On the tortoise shell, there are many wounds displayed in all directions, and the power of rules is still exerting its effect.

However, the head and limbs were not injured, but looked radiant.

Sending out mental fluctuations again, he rushed up:
"Old beggar, you're not doing well either? You're so good at bragging, I knocked out all your weapons, are you still pretending to be aggressive?"

"Master Turtle, let me show you what an inheritance weapon is, and let you feel its power!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed forward without hesitation, and the monument behind him evolved again, turning into the sword of the sky.

It seems that there is a steady stream of power supporting it to fight.

However, the old woman felt something was wrong and looked around.

I always feel like there are a pair of eyes staring at me around me.

It seemed that as long as he dared to kill, he would bear a terrible attack.

Therefore, I held back just now and didn't use all my strength.

But not now, the broken artifact in his hand was destroyed, and if he didn't use any means, he might be killed by the golden turtle.

The left hand with countless branches struggled to take back the three-section artifact, and the right arm flew out with countless tree stumps, which condensed the power of green good fortune.

All the comprehended rules bloomed at this moment.

Overhead, the living planet burst into light, pouring into the tree stump.

In an instant, a world formed by countless trees, towering trees, low shrubs, etc., is all-encompassing.

Directly block the monument outside, trying to completely block the attack.

Before they collide together, the forces of various rules have already vibrated first, and unimaginable extensions and intersections have taken place.

They have different understandings, different means of display, and naturally different effects.

The entanglement and decomposition of each other, the collision of rules, the blooming light, and the annihilated matter are extremely strange.

It seems that the gates of hell and heaven are opened in an instant. There are holy flowers and trees, and there are also eerie shura halls, which are uncertain.

Everything is just the evolution of rules, but it seems to exist in reality.

The real body, the golden tortoise is a monument, and the old woman is a strange tree, exuding brilliance and forcibly displaying powerful power.

Chen Fan had to admire that the golden tortoise, who had only comprehended some rules, had the strength to fight head-on with creatures in the Creation Realm.

Although it looks a bit reluctant, it is really not bad.

The means are also much more than imagined, and they are stronger than their own background.

How they fight, Chen Fan doesn't care, quietly thinking about the feasibility of the golden turtle's method.

Help it when it can't stand it.

The three thousand rules were spinning in his heart, thinking about how to turn it into a divine pattern, it was really difficult.

It's not as simple as I thought.

While thinking, there was another mental wave of the golden turtle:
"Hey, do you have the ability to suppress the bottom of the box? It's a pity, you only understand one or two hundred rules, so you enter the Creation Realm, no wonder you are so good! Come, come, continue!"

"Mr. Gui, I will use this trick to see if you can stop it!"

Obviously the strength is not very good, but the performance is very strong, as if the master of the good luck realm on the opposite side is rubbish, and he doesn't take it to heart at all.

Despise the opponent strategically, and do everything tactically.

Even though there were wounds all over his body, he didn't have the slightest intention to stop, and continued to attack continuously.

Hearing this, Chen Fan suddenly understood why the golden tortoise could go head-to-head with this Creation Realm.

Although they are both in the Creation Realm, they only comprehend a few hundred rules, and the gap is too great.

Shaking his head involuntarily, it seems that his experience is too poor, and he is not as careful as the golden turtle.

He didn't pay much attention to the rules of the strange tree.

Of course, it also has something to do with not being on the battlefield.

Continue to comprehend the attack of the divine pattern, and the divine consciousness pays attention to the battlefield.

While comprehending the beetle's attack methods, he tried to solve the problems.

The more he fought, Chen Fan found that the fighting power of the strange tree became weaker.

It even felt a little unstable, and it felt like the Creation Realm was about to fall.

The life planet above the head has been drained of the power of creation and turned into a mass of loose sand.

Many creatures living inside have already turned into mummy.

"It seems that the old age and the small number of rules reduce the combat power. No wonder when the pheasant fights, he would rather only use chicken feet than use other rules."

Chen Fan stood on the edge, constantly summing up various combat experiences.

As long as the beetle can't be killed with three axes, the result is basically doomed.

Of course, if you encounter a top-notch Creation Realm Demon Venerable, it will definitely not be your opponent, and it will probably be smashed to pieces.

Sure enough, the golden tortoise, who became more and more courageous in the battle, also found that the strange tree was about to be unable to withstand its own attack, and crazily conveyed mental fluctuations:

"Old beggar, what about the ability to shout just now? How did you become so embarrassed?"

"Hahaha, the ball on top of your head has dried up, why are you still holding on? If I were you, I would be dead if I pissed myself!"

"Oh, by the way, you are a plant, you can't pee!"

"Come, come, take another blow from me!"

……

Obviously, he was also covered in wounds, and the shadow of the monument was not as solid as before, but he attacked without hesitation.

It was as if I had been holding back for hundreds of years and finally found someone to confide in.

Chen Fan didn't realize that it had the chatterbox attribute.

But also know that victory is only a matter of time and nothing else will change.

The strange tree was really furious. He never expected that he would have a living planet in the star-picking realm, but was dragged to where he is today by a mongrel turtle.

Branches are flying around, and various wounds on the body are raging with many untouched rules, which cannot be removed.

As a result, the already old body suffered unbearable injuries.

Let the realm be unstable, and despair rises in the heart.

Coupled with the bursts of mental torture and continuous attacks from the upload, it feels like the situation is getting worse.

Desperate to expand further.

The heart of desperation couldn't help but rise up, viciously conveying the mental fluctuations:
"Bastard of Xuanwu, don't be complacent, even if I try my best to die, I will kill you! Die for me!"

After finishing speaking, he shattered the dry life planet very simply, and instantly a pure power of creation enveloped his whole body.

Some wounds healed in an instant, greatly reducing stress.

At the same time, the body changed and turned into a strange tree.

All kinds of green rays of light filled the surroundings, and countless dense trees appeared, completely surrounding the area where the golden tortoise was located.

Countless vines surrounded it like crazy.

Long whips, artifacts of good fortune, appeared again in both hands, each grabbed one and came towards the golden turtle.