Extraordinary Prehistoric

Yixin is now nearly exhausted, even if Yuanzun’s will is in control of everything, even if her will can have incredible magical powers and can easily search the infinite power around to create the world and open up the universe. It is impossible to go against the sky directly.

Facing an eighth-level false saint, she was able to resist with her own means, and even gained the upper hand.

But, at this time, she was facing more than an eighth-level hypocrite? The attacks of a dozen powerful hypocrites poured on her, how could she bear it? !

I saw that she didn't even have the ability to react, she was directly torn into pieces by the many supernatural powers, turned into nothingness, and all traces of existence disappeared completely.

"You will regret it if you wait..."

After Yixin was shredded into nothingness by everyone's supernatural powers, a voice came into everyone's ears from the nothingness.

This voice is the voice of Yuan Zun. Among them, there are no more grievances and hatreds, but there is a kind of inexplicable indifference, which makes people listen, and can't help but feel chills.

For the people who have long been determined to leave Yuan Zun in the heaven and earth, this kind of chilling words will naturally not leave many traces in their hearts.

None of the people took these words in their hearts, each of them looked at each other, speeding up their own speed to open up the world, creating various resources, and throwing them into the powerful formation on the surface of the day ahead!

This time, nothing unexpected happened.

Under the means of everyone, the power of the formation is constantly improving, and the strength is constantly increasing, and the light becomes more and more dazzling!

Wait until the last person throws the last world into that formation.

An invisible wave came out of that formation. Between these fluctuations, the void changes, and countless strange worlds instantly appear around the sky, completely dispelling the inexplicable fog, and constructing hundreds of millions of worlds in the surrounding void!

Each of these constructed worlds is a great world. Moreover, all these hundreds of millions of worlds are combined into a wonderful form, and the power of all the worlds communicate with each other in a very mysterious way, and they flow with each other, forming a vast array in the process.

When this formation appeared, a strange power suddenly emerged from that formation, directly acting on this platform, and acting on every monk on this platform.

Luo Fan's heart moved: "There really is a problem!"

Then, the power of the Shenting Tianding shook slightly and instantly wrapped him, and then he stopped staying here, shook his body, and drilled backwards, and he penetrated into the space-time passage behind the platform, and quickly moved towards The devil rushed.

When he entered the passage of time and space, there were also several monks rushing out with him beside him.

Among them, there is Yuan Liangzi!

However, Yuan Liangzi at this time looked extremely embarrassed compared to the previous confidence. Although there was not much panic in his expression, it seemed extremely urgent.

Behind them, that platform was swallowed by the huge unmatched formation in an instant, and everything on the platform, together with the platform itself, disappeared completely.

And after this force swallowed the platform, it still did not stop, but directly followed the platform and swallowed it deep into the space-time passage.

Almost chasing Luo Fan behind them, like a monster with a **** mouth, trying hard to swallow them all!

After all, Luo Fan was helped by the power of God's Court Heavenly Cauldron, but his figure speed was beyond imagination, but he was the first to return to the Demon World through the empty passage at that time! And behind him, Yuan Liangzi, the fastest, appeared in front of him only after a dozen breaths. Behind Yuan Liangzi, there were two eighth-level false saints, and a seventh-level false saint came out.

Except for the five of them, the people who were on that platform can no longer come back...

At that time, after all of them left, the empty passage seemed to be erased out of thin air by a powerful force, completely turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared before.

Seeing this change, Yuan Liangzi suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect that his back would be so violent. Now it seems that we don't have to worry about Yuanzun being able to escape."

Luo Fan sighed: "It's just a pity that you fellows."

Another eighth-level false saint named Hongcaizi said indifferently: "I know that the ninth-level false saint must have a calculation, but I can't guard against its methods, even if it is dead, who can be blamed?"

Luo Fan stopped entangled in this matter, and said: "I plan to ignore the matter here anymore. What are your plans?"

The seventh-level false saint named Liangji said: "I don't plan to take care of it anymore. We have done everything we can do now. If Yuanzun can escape like this, then I will admit that I am unlucky. Up."

"This is reasonable, we stay here, Yuanzun is to escape, and we don't have any means to resist, just to die." Said the fake Sheng Mao Dezi who did not speak.

"Friend Mao Dezi made a mistake." At this moment, a voice came into the ears of everyone present.

When everyone heard this voice, their complexion changed slightly.

They didn't feel any special anomalies around them at all, and suddenly there was this voice. Doesn't it mean that if they attacked them just now, they couldn't avoid it? !

At this moment, a breath emerged from nothing and appeared somewhere in the void.

When everyone looked over, they found an eighth-level false saint floating above the void. This eighth-level false saint was also one of the hundreds of monks of the false saint rank at the time! I thought he had left early, but didn't want to be here.

Yuan Liangzi frowned and said, "It turns out that it is Daoist Kang Ningzi. Even if you add Daoist Kang Ningzi, we have no chance of winning even if we meet Yuan Zun."

"If there is only me, naturally there is not much chance of winning. But what about adding a ninth-level Venerable?"

These words made everyone's complexion slightly changed.

A Yuanzun was already exhausting them, and even had to exhaust their minds in order to prevent her revenge, and even had to cooperate with the remnants of the Demon Realm. Now I actually heard that there is another ninth-level hypocrite. How can everyone who escaped from Yuanzun's handwriting be calm?

"If there are ninth-level venerables, how do we need to wait here? Just go in, whether it is to deal with the remnants of the demon world or the Yuanzun, it is more than enough! Fellow Taoist Kang Ning, don't want to laugh."

Just when Yuan Liangzi said this, a voice came into everyone's ears: "Haha, this is very reasonable."

As soon as this sound came to my ears, everyone's expressions turned white.

There is no other reason. This voice is completely different from the words spoken by Kang Ningzi just now. Although Kang Ningzi's words surprised them, it was because the voice came suddenly and unexpectedly. But now this voice is completely different. In this voice, there is an indescribable supreme charm. Listening to this voice, they seem to have heard Yuan Zun speaking.

Obviously, this is the voice of a ninth-level false saint!

Only this kind of voice can have this supreme charm, and it can be clearly a male voice, but it reminds them of Yuan Zun's voice.

Suddenly, Luo Fan and others understood. Why was Kang Ningzi obviously nearby, but they couldn't perceive the real reason for its existence at all. It is clear that this nine-level false saint helped Kang Ningzi hide!

After the voice of the ninth-level false holy monk came out, the space in front of everyone was slightly distorted.

Then, a huge auspicious cloud appeared in front of everyone with hundreds of figures.

Luo Fan calmly took a look and found that many false saints who had escaped from the platform at the fastest speed and rushed into the passage of time and space appeared here!

Yuan Liangzi sighed, and said to the young man standing in the forefront above the auspicious clouds: "No wonder they think clearly and come to help us. It turns out that they didn't think clearly, but Senior Hao Zun saw that we were too weak. , So they were sent to help us."

The young man laughed and said, "You are very smart. You not only guessed the identity of the deity, but also the original truth."

Yuan Liangzi sighed: "I didn't expect this to be the case. I would rather I can't guess the truth."

Hao Zun didn't care either, and said, "You have worked hard. Then you can watch the show. Now, it's the other people's turn to exert their strength."

As he said, he suddenly turned his head to look at Luo Fan, and said: "You are not bad. There is actually a chance to get the ninth-level false saint treasure."

Luo Fan was startled, but he quickly suppressed his mood and said, "It's just a coincidence."

Hao Zun said with words: "The magic weapon obtained by chance and coincidence will not fit your aura so much."

Just when Luo Fan thought he could see something, Haozun didn't speak anymore. He raised his hand and made a slight move. Everyone felt their body floating uncontrollably, directly on top of an auspicious cloud that appeared out of thin air. .

Then, Hao Zun raised his hand to shoot forward, and the space-time distorted and changed in an instant, and in a blink of an eye a space-time passage with a diameter of one hundred meters appeared in front of everyone.

Although this passage is huge, it is not long. At least everyone standing at the entrance of the passage can see the exit at the other end of the passage.

The exit at the other end of this passage was a very strange and bizarre sight. Among them, I don't know how many worlds form a huge basalt, slowly moving in the void, as if a real basalt is enjoying the leisurely feeling very comfortably in the evening sun.

This is what the formation looks like after it grows up!

It is also the appearance that the formation has swallowed many worlds created by the people, many materials, and the appearance of those monks of the pseudo-sage series!

In the middle of this huge basalt back shell, in the heart part, there is a basalt that is hundreds of times smaller than the outer basalt, but it is constantly expanding, contracting, expanding, and contracting. It looked like it could not withstand the impact of the terrifying force inside it, and it seemed that the heart was beating.

Looking at this appearance, Hao Zun said with some joy on his face: "You have grown to this point, and your work is done quite well."

At this time, Luo Fan and others felt an inexplicable pressure.

This kind of pressure did not come from Hao Zun, but from the huge formation of the world at the end of the empty passage, the huge Xuanwu with the world as its cell!

"Growing so much, will the ninth-level pseudo-sage after killing Yuanzun appear to have further ambitions?"

This kind of worry suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts.

Hao Zun murmured: "I grow up to this point, if the deity erases this world and Yuan Zun, no one will dare to say that I ignore the overall situation."

In his eyes, an inexplicable indifference gradually appeared.

His words did not deliberately conceal others, so almost all the pseudo-saint rank cultivators present heard these words, and all of them suddenly realized it. There was an inexplicable chill in his heart.

"He actually has hatred with Yuan Zun! It's just that the normal situation is blocked by people and cannot get revenge. This time he deliberately put Yuan Zun into such a state of being unable to get away, and then solve her and the trouble she encountered! "This thought flashed through Luo Fan's heart, and the chill in his heart was already icy.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the state of constant turning when he met the **** master and apprentice...

For a moment, another thought faintly came into his heart: "Yuan Zun, is it really calculated to this point by us? Or, she also has her own calculations... Now these are just acting..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but fought a solid cold war.

If it is not okay, if it is true. He felt that once he heard about the ninth-level false saints in the future, he would avoid it, even if it seemed a wonderful opportunity, he would not have the courage to accept it...

Because, if Yuan Zun really deliberately formed such a situation, wouldn't it be that her purpose for inviting people like them was to let them do what they did before. Doesn't it mean that all the actions of Luo Fan and the others, even all the cards, are already under the complete control of the Yuanzun? !

Hao Zun smiled and began to let everyone line up.

The monks of the false holy ranks showed helplessness on their faces at this time.

They were almost drained to death because they helped Yuanzun set up the formation. They even pulled away regardless of Yuanzun's fighting with the remnants of the demon world. They didn't expect that after leaving the passage, they still had to be under the control of the ninth-level false saint. The formation...wandering around and unexpectedly came back, how could they not feel helpless? !

However, although they had the courage to escape from that platform before, it does not mean that they have the courage to resist the ninth-level Venerable!

Hao Zun stared at him, they were no longer willing, and they could only arrange the formation according to Hao Zun's request. He didn't even dare to express his dissatisfaction!

During these years, Luo Fan and others have been tossing on the platform for so long, but they have been tossed for a long time outside this passage. Hao Zun had naturally taught them the method of formation.

However, compared to Yuan Zun, Hao Zun's handwriting is much larger. In addition to allowing these monks to form an array, he also took out hundreds of eighth-level false saint treasures at once, and directly landed on every monk, letting every monk refine!

Seeing this, Luo Fan felt even more chill in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Yuan Liangzi and the others around him, and found that their faces were a little bit chilly, and they obviously saw what the fate of the monks of the pseudo-sage rank would be like.

Everyone needs the help of an eighth-level false holy treasure to be able to deploy a successful formation. How powerful is the formation? And since there are already powerful magic weapons such as the eighth-level false saint treasure, why are there many monks to help the formation? In this case, you can tell at a glance that to arrange this formation, you must need some essential help from these monks!

Obviously, the use of this irreplaceable essence is definitely not a good thing for monks...

They have already seen it, and naturally it is impossible for the many monks to see it.

It's just that, even if they can see it, they just show sadness on their faces. Not to mention they dare not resist, they dare not say a word.

This appearance made Luo Fan and the others even more chill.

At Hao Zun's command, "Let's do it." Many monks each sacrificed the exact same, like a triangular banner of eighth-level false saints.

In an instant, those hundreds of flags suddenly radiated intense light and began to connect with each other, and all the light circulated between each flag. Every time the light flowed, it became a little bit stronger, and every time it turned, the flag began to change its position, and the hundreds of people who were originally on the auspicious clouds began to gradually spread out, in the void, At the exit of the empty passage at that time, a three-dimensional figure was formed that was mysterious and mysterious, and it was difficult to describe its wonders in words.

With the continuous adjustment of this three-dimensional figure, the light radiated by those flags began to gradually condense into substance, gradually turning into a figure. One, only ninety-nine feet tall, a figure with a shape very similar to that nine-level pseudo-saint came out!

At first, this figure was extremely false, extremely illusory, and it looked imaginary and real, but it was still trembling from time to time, as if it were some kind of unstable holographic image.

But, just like this, this huge figure has already begun to exude a breath that belongs to the ninth-level pseudo-saint. It even carries a certain immortality, a nine-level pseudo-sage breath that is eternal and immortal!

As soon as Luo Fan looked at the figure, an incredible divine light flashed in his eyes: "This is the breath of the Holy Will! How is this possible?!"

The formation of the hundreds of eighth-level false saints and hundreds of monks was too profound and mysterious, and he couldn't understand the truth at all. But, no matter what, he really knew that the formation of this formation was only composed of a few monks with up to eight levels of false saints, together with hundreds of eighth-level false saints! How can such a formation condense the holy will? !