Extraordinary Prehistoric

The King of Talisman is the incarnation of the Dacheng Quasi-sage who created the dream world. During the three years within the banner of the era, his true memory began to recover over time, with a kind of let Luo Fandu be The shocking speed grew, and it didn't take long before he surpassed the limitations of the spell repair. The supernatural power became stronger and stronger, and finally it was thousands of times stronger than before.

However, no matter how strong he is, when he was accepted into the banner of that era, his ending was already doomed. No matter how strong he is, the final difference is only the difference in the time he can support.

In the end, the time that Talisman King supported in the atmosphere of that era was only three years.

After three years of attacking him all the time by countless powerful creatures whose strength is equivalent to that of Hedao Consummation, the Talisman King finally failed completely. If it weren’t for his dream state, when he was obliterated to a trace of essence, he would wake up, shatter the dream, and return to reality. Maybe he would lose his life in the banner of that era. Up.

After the destruction of Sun and Earth, the area where Luo Fan was located had become a void of nothingness, and it was no different from where he was after passing the nine thousand ninety-one pass.

After taking a long breath, Luo Fan smiled bitterly.

"Sure enough, the detachment wants to break through, but the difficulty is greater than all the previous breakthroughs. This dream world is only a breakthrough in a small realm. It is a real pity." He thought. There is such an idea in between.

However, he also knew that it was inevitable.

Moreover, he can even guess that the progress he can make in the next levels will almost stagnate, and it may not even be possible to break through a small realm.

The reason is simple. If he can achieve breakthroughs in every level, wouldn't he have to achieve breakthroughs in seven small realms for the remaining seven levels and directly achieve Dao Zun Xiaocheng? Didn't this path become the path of Dao Zun? Although he was expecting, but even dreaming, he should know that this is almost impossible.

Dao Zun is not easy to achieve, that is, the power hidden behind this path is the supreme saint, and it is unlikely that a creature can be pushed to the Dao Zun in just a few levels. territory. If so, why bother to set up the previous nine thousand levels?

Now that he had guessed this, he understood that what he had to do next was to understand the secrets of transcendence as much as possible between the next seven levels, so as to obtain the achievement of transcendence and complete this path of transcendence. Of course, if it is possible, it is also a good choice to go further in the realm of detachment.

When the thoughts in his mind flashed, a kind of exciting music was produced from unknown sources and poured directly into his ears.

Then, the world in front of him was turned upside down, but it was so natural that he could not feel any traces of man-made, and could not feel any sudden changes.

An extremely vast world was formed in front of him.

The sky is boundless in this world, the sky is blood red, the earth is vast, a breath of iron and blood fills the space between the sky and the earth, making Luo Fan feel that the blood circulation in his body seems to have accelerated a lot, and there is a kind of invisible invisible. The fighting spirit came out of thin air.

"This is the ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-third pass. It is the quasi-sacred dream of Dacheng. The way to clear the level is to find the owner of the dream and defeat him." At the same time, such a voice echoed in Luo Fan's ears.

"Sure enough, it's still the dream of Dacheng Quasi-Sage." Luo Fan frowned slightly, but felt a little headache.

His headache is naturally not that this dream world is the dream of Dacheng Quasi-Sage, but because the appearance of this dream world really makes him feel a little tricky.

Just from what he sensed at this moment, the rules and laws of this dream world, the various auras in this dream world, he knew that the Dacheng Quasi-Saint is a kind of person with extremely strong will to fight, this kind of fighting will, powerful Even dreaming, dreaming of such a huge unmatched battlefield.

And such a great quasi-sage is the most difficult one to deal with. He wants to defeat such a great quasi-sage, the difficulty is at least hundreds of times stronger than the difficulty of defeating the spell king before.

With this understanding, Luo Fan, who had to overcome the Dacheng quasi-sage to pass this level, had to feel a headache.

It was successfully constructed in the entire world, and that kind of passionate music gradually faded away, which was equivalent to the moment when Luo Fan completely entered the dream world, a supreme strange existence suddenly worked on him.

This kind of existence transcends the level of rules and laws, and even transcends the great road, and directly reaches the level of the basic pillar of the construction of this dream world. Such a basic function of existence, but only if Luo Fan has not detached himself, he is absolutely unable to be immune and must be affected by it. It is simply impossible to use one's own magical powers to avoid their influence as they treat rules and laws.

Under the influence of this supreme existence, Luo Fan suddenly felt that his body, his strength, his will, his soul, and everything about him were declining at an unimaginable speed.

This decay speed was as fast as the entire world was being constructed before, so that he could not produce any sense of abruptness at all, and he could not even produce any resistance. The decay was over.

After the final change was over, Luo Fan's everything had decayed to one hundred millionths of what it was before. At this moment, he was just equivalent to an existence that was dozens of times stronger than an ordinary mortal. With this kind of existence, even any creature that has achieved immortality can smash countless as long as it is crushed by one hand.

This feeling of losing power made Luo Fan instantly become irritable.

However, even though he has lost countless powers, the Taoist cultivation still exists after all. This kind of irritability that is enough for ordinary monks to make him crazy, and ultimately hysterical, is only between his mind and mind. It lasted for a moment, and was completely depressed by him and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a soft drink sounded in his ear.

When he saw it, he didn't know when, countless creatures appeared around him. These creatures are different in height, there are males and females, and some even look strange and strange, not even human.

However, each of them exudes a breath of one level. In other words, it was completely at the same level as Luo Fan's power at this time.

In an instant, Luo Fan gave birth to an inexplicable enlightenment: "In this world, perhaps the limit of a personal body is such a level."

Although the soft drink was not loud, it was heard by hundreds of millions of living beings present, without any influence, and even the source of the soft drink could not be found.

Such a change calmed the countless creatures present who were talking to each other.

With this change, a strong and loud voice sounded, also from unknown sources, directly infused into everyone’s ears: "This **** battle is about to begin. The rules of this **** battle are the same as before. Every 100 million people A battlefield will be allocated. All you have to do is to survive a hundred years of **** battles. In the end, only ten people can survive on each battlefield. Work hard to be one of the last ten people. After a hundred years, I hope I can watch again To you!"

While speaking, an indescribable force swept across the unknown number of creatures.

Where the power swept through, all those creatures disappeared. Obviously they have been teleported to some battlefield.

Luo Fan's location was quite far away from the location where the force swept, but he had time to see many things.

As the power swept through, he found that those creatures didn't feel any fear at all, and there was even no rejection of only ten of those 100 million people. It seemed that he had become accustomed to it, and even expected it.

Although Luo Fan said that his body, soul, strength, will, etc., have been weakened by hundreds of millions of times, becoming dozens of times stronger than ordinary people, but after all, he is a powerful existence of Hedao Consummation, with vision and knowledge. It is by no means comparable to ordinary creatures. After a brief look, you will know that this power is a kind of transmission power, and even more faintly sense where these powers are transmitted to.

As soon as he received this kind of information, the power swept across his body. In an instant, the void changed. When all the changes stabilized, he found that he had come to a wilderness by himself. There was silence around, there was no figure at all, only many strange flowers and trees existed.

"It seems that this battlefield is quite big." Luo Fan thought so, found a big tree, jumped on it, and directly sat in a dense foliage cover.

"There is actually more information, it seems that the power has been poured in before." After searching for it slightly, he found some new information in his mind.

This information was not born and thought about by himself, but appeared out of thin air at some point. Obviously, the only thing that can do this is the force that has just swept his body and transported him from nowhere to this huge battlefield.

There is nothing too mysterious about this information, it just tells a lot of the rules of this battle and the benefits that can be obtained in the end.

As the strange voice said before, this battle will last for a hundred years and will occur between 100 million people. In the end, there must be only ten people left. If you fight to the last ten people ahead of schedule, even if it is less than a hundred years, the battle will end, and the survivors will leave the battlefield. And if there are still more than ten people left after a hundred years, then the extra people will be randomly erased, so that the number of survivors reaches ten.

The reason why such a cruel battle exists and is welcomed by countless people is that the surviving creatures will have the opportunity to break through the limit, obtain immortal life, and have the qualifications to pursue higher levels of power.

"It's so, no wonder." After understanding the benefits of this battle, Luo Fan couldn't help but suddenly realize.

As long as it is a creature, even the creature in this dream, pursuing life is an indelible instinct. For an immortal life, no matter how cruel this battle is, there will be endless creatures rushing to it. What's more, the victors can also obtain higher levels of strength, breaking through the strength that originally limited them to break through, which is naturally more attractive to many creatures.

"This dream world is a world dominated by battle. The Dacheng quasi-sage has either already stood at the pinnacle, or joined the battle as well, becoming a creature with extremely fast progress. It seems that as long as I As long as he wins, no matter what kind of situation he is, he will definitely be able to meet him in the end." Luo Fan's thoughts flashed through his mind.

But in an instant, he has already decided what to do next.

After deciding how to do it, he began to put it aside, and sensed his body and his strength carefully.

Although everything was limited to one hundred millionths of the original, but Luo Fan's foundation after all existed, but it was impossible to really do nothing like ordinary creatures.

In his induction, he found that there was no trace of being suppressed in everything he had. It was as if he was born so weak and small, as if he had never cultivated to a higher realm and had stronger power.

This feeling made his eyes shine.

This is naturally not that he is a masochist, but that he has discovered that the mystery contained in this suppression is beyond his imagination. If he can figure out this suppression, he may realize many mysteries that he has never realized before.

Of course, if he can transcend this suppression, it may be possible to realize the mystery of the state of transcendence, break through the limits of the consummation of harmony, and achieve the state of transcendence.

With such a mystery, he couldn't help but feel the light in front of him-this was almost a way of detachment sent to him, even if it was full of thorns, it was countless times stronger than no way.

After swiping his body tens of thousands of times with his own induction, Luo Fan finally failed to sense any abnormalities, let alone the mystery of suppression, even if it were not for his firm will, he would doubt it. He was not suppressed at all, and the feeling of being strong in the previous countless years was just an illusion.

"In the end, I still have to rely on you." Luo Fan sighed, a faint bright red dyed his mind and thoughts.

Because his power was completely suppressed, the banner of that era, because it was a combination of power, was suppressed at the same time. It was impossible to make a trip at all, let alone revealing power. Because of this, Luo Fan couldn't directly display the banner of the era like he had dealt with the spell king before, but could only bring out his own understanding of the trend of the times and use this mysteriousness in the most primitive way.

At this moment when the bright red light filled Luo Fan's mind and thoughts, an inexplicable depression appeared in Luo Fan's heart.

This kind of depression comes from the whole body, to his soul, to his will, to everything about him, and even to the entire world, the entire space and time of the outside world.

This kind of depressed feeling makes people feel irritable and almost unbearable.

However, Luo Fan, who sensed this depression, did not feel any irritability, but he was relieved, with inexplicable joy on his face.

Because he knew that this feeling of depression represented the suppression of this entire dream world. Feeling this kind of depression means that that kind of incomparably mysterious suppression is no longer invisible to him, and it means that he has the opportunity to break through this kind of suppression, so as to realize from it some of the mystery that he needs and is vital to him. come out.

In this case, he couldn't help but feel happy.

With the help of this contaminated and bright red mind, he faintly felt the vast power, the vast will, and the vast soul of him that existed in another mysterious time and space. However, it was just an induction. When he wanted to mobilize these powers, he found that the indescribable depression directly blocked him, making him unable to succeed at all.

"Sure enough." Luo Fan was not surprised when he sensed this change.

Then the whole dream world suppressed him so hard that he reached an incredible situation, how easy it was to make him break through. Being able to sense the position of one's own kind of existence is already regarded as an accident. Where can I hope to successfully mobilize them?

After giving up the power to continue mobilizing himself, Luo Fan began to sense his body carefully.

A faint bright red gradually spread all over his body, dyeing him into a bright red figure.

This kind of bright red light is extremely faint, so people with strong eyesight will ignore this bright red if they are not careful. And Luo Fan's position at this time is superior to a big tree, surrounded by dense branches and leaves, so although he is bright red all over, he is still tightly hidden and will not be easily discovered by others because of this.

This bright red light is the mystery of the trend of the times, and its power is extremely amazing. In its immersion, Luo Fan faintly felt a huge yoke load on his body. This kind of shackle itself is already incomparable, and it makes people feel that they cannot be broken at a glance. But what makes Luo Fan even more troublesome is that the shackle itself is more in harmony with the entire dream world. Vaguely, he can even sense the breath of this dream world on top of the shackle. The power he possesses at this time is slight. As soon as he hit the shackles, the rebounding force even made him feel like he was being crushed by the whole world. Fortunately, his control of the power is superb, and the power is dispersed in time, otherwise it is naturally impossible for him to die here, but it must be extremely severely injured.

Obviously, he wants to break the shackles with violence, unless he can break the entire dream world at the same time.

"It seems that the use of violence is not acceptable. A more ingenious method must be used to break through the shackles." Luo Fan thought to himself. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)