Extraordinary Prehistoric

It was another half day before the gate of this Chen Palace slowly closed.

During the exchanges with other people, Luo Fan already knew that this represented the beginning of this real discussion conference.

At this moment, a figure appeared out of thin air on a platform in the center of the hall that was a circle larger than usual.

This figure is totally different from the situation in which all the creatures present are completely ordinary, and all the extraordinary things are completely suppressed.

Although there is no aura, but that unspeakable charm makes anyone know the first time they see the figure, this figure is an existence that can easily crush them to death! That lofty, eternal and noble temperament, to the world and the sentient beings, shows that his head office is extraordinary!

In an instant, Luo Fan knew that this person must be a ninth-level false saint, Hezun!

Only the existence of the ninth-level pseudo-saint series can be so powerful, and only the existence of the closest spiritual realm to the saint, can it make all people feel such inexplicable feelings just by virtue of their temperament.

"The span of the ninth-level false saint is really too big..." Luo Fan sighed.

As far as the eighth-level false saints he has seen, any one is far different from the ninth-level false saints! He is now a third-level false saint, but facing the sixth-level false saints, he is not afraid, facing the seventh-level false saints, he can also have the certainty of escape, even facing the eighth-level false saints, he also has To create a variety of special environments to escape the idea of ​​ascending to heaven. However, in the face of the ninth-level false saint, he had no such thoughts at all. He clearly knew that he was like an ant in front of the ninth-level false saint! At least, among all the nine-level false saints he had seen, almost any one was strong enough to make him unable to produce any thoughts of confrontation.

The reason for this is of course not that the gap between the eighth-level false saints and the ninth-level false saints is really huge to that extent.

In fact, the gap between the eighth-level false saints and the ninth-level false saints is similar to the gap between the second-level false saints and the third-level false saints. If it is insisted to quantify, it is only a few hundred times the difference.

Although this is already a huge gap, it is still acceptable to Luo Fan. For him, raising that many multiples is not enough to make him completely desperate.

But, no matter what, the span of this nine-level false saint's realm is beyond imagination.

From the ninth level of the false saints to enter the holy realm and become a saint, this is still tens of thousands of times higher! Which of the nine-level false saints Luo Fan has encountered all the time is not the years of practice for countless billions of years? Which one has not achieved the ninth level of hypocrisy long ago?

With this kind of existence, their pursuit of sanctification has not stopped, and the improvement of their strength will naturally not stop.

Under such circumstances, coupled with the fact that the realm of the ninth-level false saints has an almost infinite span, their improvement in it can naturally be imagined.

In other words, it can be said that the existence of the ninth-level false saints encountered by Luo Fan is not just a simple ninth-level false saint, but has been practiced in the realm of the ninth-level false saint for endless years, and may even have been Stepped a few steps again, and was already very close to the existence of the Holy Realm.

This kind of existence is naturally countless times stronger than the eighth-level false saints. For Luo Fan, the pressure is naturally stronger than imagined.

Luo Fan hadn't thought about these things clearly before. At this time, seeing the powerful and respectable He Zun in front of him, all these thoughts popped up in his heart, and he instantly grasped the truth.

"It's a pity... If such a ninth-level false saint can obtain a primitive world, maybe they will soon become a demon saint..." Luo Fan sighed.

Each of these nine-level false saints has almost come to the end of the road of practice, and the distance to sanctification, what is missing, may only have one opportunity and a key.

Thinking of this, Luo Fan became more worried. Worried about whether the existence of the primitive world he possessed would be used by Hezun Qian, and whether it would cause Hezun's madness.

Na Hezun glanced across the entire Chen Palace. At this moment, everyone seemed to be oppressed by a terrifying world, and everyone's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Fortunately, Hezun soon turned his attention away, otherwise, maybe most people would lose their attitude.

"Huh?" Suddenly, He Zun said, his eyes turned to one direction.

This direction is surprisingly the direction Luo Fan is.

Being stared at by this gaze, Luo Fan suddenly felt awkward, almost frightened. He is almost certain that this is clearly Hezun's sense of a special breath in him! I just don't know how many things Hezun sensed, whether he really discovered the primitive world hidden by him.

A trace of doubt flashed in He Zun's eyes.

But he didn't take any action, it seemed that he didn't feel clearly, his eyes quickly turned, and he turned to the other side.

After a glance at the venue, He Zun said: "This Lunbao Conference will begin now. This time, the Lunbao Conference is still the old rule, and any Taoist friend can bring the treasure. Let everyone comment and exchange with others. Once there is no treasure from any Taoist friend for ten consecutive days, or after a year has passed, I will bring out a treasure to end this treasure discussion conference."

This rule is exactly the same as the previous few times, but there is nothing to say.

After talking with Zun, he smiled slightly and nodded to everyone present, his figure slowly dissipating, as if he had never appeared before.

However, everyone on the scene knew that Hezun did not leave, but just hid it. Everything that happened in this Chen Palace was under his eyes, without any omission.

"This time, Senior Hezun seems to be a little anxious. He would still talk about the Fa before..." The Pathetic Taoist said this way after Hezun's figure disappeared.

He is under the sage of the sage, although it is re-passed, but his identity is different. Knowing that Hezun was watching the scene, he didn't have much scruples and said such words.

When Luo Fan heard it, he secretly said that it's good to have a backing, and then asked: "Really? Isn't it the same every time?"

"Of course not. I used to preach the Fa for at least a month. The reason why this forum attracts so many people is actually not entirely because the treasures they need can be exchanged here, and there is a large part of the reason. It was because Senior He Zun was preaching for a while at the beginning. I didn't expect Senior He Zun to be unavailable this time, and many colleagues would be disappointed if they wanted to come." The Taoist Taoist said with a smile.

When Luo Fan heard it, he suddenly realized that he also knew why the Pathetic Taoists were so active in wanting to participate in this discussion conference. It turned out that they wanted to monetize the chance of listening to the preaching of the ninth-level false holy...

Although he was secretly grateful, he couldn't say much on the surface.

The Taoist of Sad World can comment like this because he has a backer, but he doesn't have any backer. Naturally, it is not easy to talk about it. Didn't you see that even the Taoist God Turtle dare not talk at this time?

While talking, there was already a monk who came to the platform where He Zun was staying, holding a treasure that looked like a pagoda in his hand, and introduced it endlessly.

The treasure seemed to be unblocked on the platform, and it began to emit a strong and unmatched aura, filling the entire Chen Palace. Of course, although this aura is powerful, it does not negatively affect any monk on any platform. It is as if these platforms have the ability to defend themselves, so that the monks on this platform can obviously Feels this breath is extremely powerful, but it will not be as uncomfortable as encountering a breath that exceeds his own ability.

"Sure enough, the level is much higher than that of the auction house. It was an eighth-level false saint at the beginning..." Luo Fan couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Haha, fellow Daoists have misunderstood. This is actually considered precious in the Treasure Conference. Usually, the treasures of the fifth and sixth levels of the false saints are the most common ones, and the seventh or eighth levels of the false saints are the most common. Baby, it's still quite rare..." This is, the Taoist priest said with a smile like this.

"That's the case." The Taoist Taoist also laughed.

When Luo Fan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, but he knew that he took something for granted... But think about it, if it is really an eighth-level hypocritical treasure, then why did the tragic people in the first place specially discuss the treasure conference? Tell me about the appearance of the nine-level false saint treasure?

Since it is a discussion of treasures, it is no longer just a naked transaction like an auction.

After the monk who did not know the strength and weakness introduced his pagoda-shaped magic weapon, some monks first admired the magical effect of the magic weapon, and then asked some difficult questions and asked the monk how to solve the magic weapon encountered by the magic weapon. one question……

And that monk, if he can solve most problems. But there were also some problems that were difficult to solve. He didn't cover up. He simply said that he couldn't solve them and asked everyone present for advice.

After such a question and answer, a monk went on the platform, took out the magic weapon that looked like an opinion mirror, and introduced it next to the pagoda, wanting to exchange the eighth-level false holy treasure with the original monk.

"It turned out to be him. I didn't expect him to be tempted. However, this suppression magic weapon is indeed quite magical." The Taoist Tortoise saw the monk who went up later and couldn't help being surprised.

"Oh, Fellow Daoist Tortoise knows that fellow Dao?" Luo Fan asked in surprise.

"This is a Yaohuo Taoist, but a powerful man with a seven-level pseudo-saint series. Before breaking through, he had dealt with me for a period of time." The Taoist God Turtle said.

Looking at his expression, he was obviously a little surprised. This let Luo Fan instantly know that the relationship between him and the Yaohuo Taoist is not that simple. At least, in the previous day and more, many people came to say hello, and the Shengui Taoist also came to many people. Say hello, but there is no Yaohuo Taoist among them! No matter if he came to say hello or he went to say hello, none!

If there are no deeper secrets in this, nothing can be justified. However, this has nothing to do with Luo Fan. Since the Taoist Tortoise doesn't say anything, he naturally doesn't have much to ask. Therefore, although there are thoughts in my heart, it is as if there is no one, just smiled and nodded.

The magic weapon that looked like a mirror in the hands of the Yaohuo Taoist was an eighth-level false holy treasure. The water on it was rippling, and it seemed to have a world composed entirely of water.

According to Yaohuo Taoist, he inadvertently obtained this magic weapon, but because it is not compatible with his own way of cultivation, Mingzhu secretly cast it. I don’t know that he has been lying there and moldy for tens of thousands of years. This time he took it out. , But wanted to exchange the tower-shaped magic weapon, and by the way, obtain the method of sacrifice and refinement of the tower-shaped magic weapon.

The owner of the tower-shaped magic weapon seemed to be quite interested in the mirror-like magic weapon. After everyone's review and his own investigation, he finally agreed to this exchange.

The two took each other's magic weapon, then left the platform and returned to their original position.

Half a day has passed since this transaction.

Although the whole transaction had nothing to do with Luo Fan, he did not feel boring and bored. On the contrary, he saw it quite interestingly. Many monks commented on those two magic weapons, and those two magic weapons that seemed so wonderful. The various problems that inevitably exist in the process and the solutions to these problems all made Luo Fan feel very rewarding.

It was the first time that he participated in such a thing. Any argument put forward by any monk opened up a new world before his eyes, allowing him to look at something familiar to him from a direction he had never thought of before, and wait until the transaction. When he finished, he still had a sense of intent.

"Thank you fellow Daoist for bringing me to this discussion conference. If I have never been here, I am afraid I will miss a good opportunity." Luo Fan sighed and said to the two Taoist God Turtle and Taoist Mistress.

The two of them are naturally humble.

After one transaction, another transaction was not started immediately, which is different from the situation in the auction house. The monks in this temple were still talking after the transaction, as if they were commenting on who was the loser in the transaction just now, and they were talking about what they learned from it...

After waiting for a long time, another monk stepped forward and took out his treasure.

Sure enough, compared to the eighth-level false saints that appeared before, the magic weapon that appeared this time was only a fifth-level false saint series, which was completely different from Luo Fan's initial guess.

"This is normal..." Luo Fan sighed, and then went into this treasure discussion conference.

Compared with the previous eighth-level false saint treasure, this time the discussion was more lively. The reason is very simple. Although the eighth-level false holy treasure is mysterious, not everyone is qualified to participate in the discussion. If there is not enough understanding of the eighth-level false holy treasure, if the realm is not enough to be able to sense the eighth-level false holy treasure. At the level of the Holy Treasure, participating in the discussion is just to insult and expose its ugliness.

But the treasures of these five-level false saints are different. Even second- and third-level false saints can express some opinions about this, and they can all raise some verbal doubts, and obviously, among so many monks present , There are still more monks of this rank...

This time, the five-level false holy treasure was not exchanged. After discussing for a few days, the monk returned to his platform with his fifth-level hypocritical treasure. However, although there was no exchange, the monk did not show any frustration or discouragement. On the contrary, he was quite happy and seemed to be rewarding. This was originally the case. They took out their magic weapon to go up. In fact, it is not necessarily true that they must abandon that magic weapon, but with the mind that it is good to change it, and it is not bad if it is not changed. I still want to brainstorm, provide some ideas for my next step of refining magic weapons, or provide some inspiration for my next step of practice...

In this way, this discussion conference is going on in full swing.

Every few days, a monk brought his treasure to go forward. More are magic weapons, but there are also some weird shapes, such as strange magic weapons fragments, such as what has been developed for a long enough time, developed in a very special civilized world, or simply some magical magic...

For these many treasures, the number of successful transactions and the failure of transactions are half and half each. It does not say how much more successful transactions are, nor how much less successful transactions are unsuccessful.

Luo Fan was very interested in this kind of talks about treasures. He listened to many monks expressing their different views on the same treasure from different angles, watching them have disputes and listening to their opinions. Wisdom, their perceptions collided there, bursting into brilliant colors, and they only felt their horizons widened. However, their self-perceived understanding of the demon world's practice system is getting deeper and deeper.

After half a year like this.

One day, Luo Fan suddenly felt a strange connection with him through some extremely mysterious mechanism.

An inexplicable message was passed into his heart through this connection.

"Huh? This is, Hu Yun?" He moved in his heart and suddenly understood what this connection was all about. After analyzing the breath, his expression changed.

He stood up and said to the compassionate world: "Friends, one of my friends has an accident, but I want to leave first."

"Something happened to a friend of fellow Daoist? In that case, let me go with fellow Daoist. Maybe I can also help a little bit." Said the Taoist Taoist.

"No need. I can handle this. If there are more people, it will be a little troublesome." Luo Fan just shook his head and said.

The Taoist Tortoise on the side also said that he wanted to help. Luo Fan did not accept the help of the Taoist Tortoise, and of course he would not accept the help of the Taoist Tortoise. After some refusal, he stepped lightly and came to the door of the Chen Palace.