Extraordinary Prehistoric

In the millennia, Luo Fan has been far away from the Dunjiazong site by trillions of miles away.

And by strangling the strange beasts of Dacheng Quasi-sage level and the peak Quasi-sage level strange beasts, he has reduced the realm yoke he encountered to a situation that could be broken at any time. The long river of times that hung above his head, which has not been recovered for hundreds of years, is even more radiant. The bright red light even covers the sun, and the place where he passes by is shrouded in tens of thousands of miles. Between red.

"There are still twenty-five Dacheng quasi-sage-level creatures before they can break through." Luo Fan didn't have the slightest embarrassment in his figure at this time, but he was full of spirits, as if the previous thousand years of exhaustion did not happen to him. The body is average.

Originally, the number of Dacheng quasi-sage level creatures Luo Fan needed to kill was as many as 7,874. In the past thousand years, although the creatures he killed have not reached this number, there are many peaks among them. Quasi-sage level creatures. Each of these creatures is equivalent to thirty or forty creatures of the quasi-sage level. At this moment, he has almost broken the shackles of the realm he encountered, so that he only needs to kill another 25 Dacheng quasi-sage-level creatures, or a peak quasi-sage-level creature, to be able to break the realm yoke. The process allowed him to achieve the ultimate breakthrough he dreamed of.

Luo Fan thought to himself, and started to move towards the place where the next Dacheng quasi-sage level strange beast was.

Although if you choose a peak quasi-sage-level alien beast, you only need one more to complete the entire killing process, but, obviously, choosing a peak quasi-sage-level alien beast requires a lot of risk. Under circumstances, he would naturally not be willing to choose such an opponent.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, a leisurely sigh sounded.

Then, the whole world changed in an instant, and the immortal and eternal aura that had filled the entire sanctuary seemed to boil in an instant, and there was even a joy and gratification in it.

"Why did you do this killing? Since you entered the sanctuary for more than a thousand years, you have killed nearly ten thousand Dacheng quasi-sages. Such a frenzy, it is really hard to keep you." Such words penetrated Luo Fan. Luo Fan's whole body was shocked in his ears, and a solemn color revealed in his eyes.

Luo Fan, the master who made the sound, didn’t even know where it was, but he was able to send the sound into his ears. This fact is enough to make him understand that the person who made the sound is definitely not simple, very It may be the existence of Dacheng Zhusheng. In other words, it is very likely to be the pinnacle quasi-sage equivalent to the realm of Taoist priest. Really, the pinnacle quasi-sage without any discount!

Facing such an existence, how could Luo Fan not be solemn? Especially at this time, this person still said words that he couldn't keep himself...

At this time, the lower Luo Fan was originally intended to be included in the Dacheng Quasi-Saint-level strange beast in the inner universe of the Era Long River. It was tamed like a kitten, lying on the ground, if it was not too stressed, it would even have to Began to wag his tail.

At this moment, the void distorted, and a figure appeared in front of Luo Fan from scratch.

This man looked like a handsome young man, dressed in a Taoist robe, with long sleeves fluttering, and he looked like a fairy-style dao bone. If there was no aura in his body, it seemed to be extremely powerful, and it seemed to be completely extraordinary.

This person was looking at Luo Fan with a look of regret and anger.

Those eyes seemed to look at an ignorant child who accidentally committed some heinous crimes.

"Sure enough, he is the pinnacle quasi-sage." Luo Fan frowned, and instantly knew what this person was. He couldn't help but shake his heart. The power in his body was instantly active to the peak, and the top of his head was shining tens of thousands of miles. The long river of times has changed slightly, bringing the mystery to the limit.

"Killing? I'm just collecting practice materials. Where is the killing?" Luo Fan said lightly.

Although he was about to break the realm yoke at this time and was about to gain detachment, he was still only a co-Taoist after all. Although he had reached the end of the co-Tao realm, he was still a co-Taoist. Such a realm of Dao Xing, is to face the peak and quasi-sage level strange beasts with insufficient intelligence, and it can be defeated by countless means. The monk in front of him is obviously the true peak quasi-sage. Its spiritual intelligence, its supernatural powers, and its might are many times stronger than those peak quasi-sage level monsters. Facing such an existence, he is naturally Don't want to work with it.

Hearing Luo Fan's words, the man smiled coldly, and said, "Collecting practice materials? What kind of practice materials require so many great quasi-sages? I have observed you for three hundred years. You have been in these three hundred years, except for rushing. Besides, there was no stopping the killing at any moment. Such a style is basically an evil style. Where is the collection of practice materials that can be explained?!"

"Well, since I didn't do it directly, it means that there is still room for maneuver." Luo Fan's thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't hesitate to say: "I wait for the practitioners, hundreds of years have been counted. What's wrong? It's not uncommon to have spent hundreds of millions of years collecting practice materials. Besides, my practice method is rather special, and I need a lot of material from the quasi-sage-level monsters to practice. Isn't it OK?"

"Impossible, there is no absolute commonality between the Dacheng quasi-sages you killed." The pinnacle quasi-sage frowned and retorted decisively.

"Haha, haven't you already said the common points? They are all quasi-sages." Luo Fan said with a smile.

"Huh?!" The young man frowned and seemed to be overwhelmed by Luo Fan's words. However, soon, his expression regained his anger and regret, and said, "Perhaps what you said is reasonable. However, this sanctuary is not a Shura field. Although there is no restriction on the path of cultivation, your way of killing is like this. But it is absolutely impossible to let it go. Therefore, you still have to stay."

Having said that, the young man was too lazy to speak, and directly raised his hand to grab Luo Fan Void.

At this moment, Luo Fan felt that his surroundings seemed to bear the repulsion and oppression of the entire universe, the entire universe, and the entire sanctuary. The endless, eternal, unbreakable aura around him crazily condensed towards him, making him feel that his body, his strength, his perception, and his will are all under unimaginable pressure. . This pressure became stronger and more terrifying, and finally reached an unimaginable point, making him feel that everything he had was going to be turned into powder under this pressure.

At this moment, Luo Fan suddenly heard the feeling of those peak and quasi-sage-level strange beasts that he had destroyed with the help of the calamity when he relied on the Dunjiazong site thousands of years ago. At the beginning, those calamities were also accomplished by this ubiquitous, suspiciously condensed and oppressed Holy Spirit. That kind of situation is similar to what he encountered at this time. If Luo Fan had reached the state of Taoism as it is now, he would have almost repented.

"It turns out that those strange beasts felt like this at the beginning. This is really not wonderful." Luo Fan's mind and thoughts had time to flash such thoughts at this time.

Although the speed of this young man's shots was so sudden, Luo Fan was already prepared-how could he be unprepared for someone who said he couldn't keep himself without meeting?

Because of the preparation, even though he had suffered a calamity similar to those encountered by the alien beasts at this time, he still resisted. Seeing his thoughts moved, the era river above his head suddenly shook, directly enveloping him, and directly into the universe within the era river.

In this era, the universe within the Changhe River is usually only used to confront the enemy, but that does not mean that it can only be used to confront the enemy. After all, it is a long river of times, and its magical functions are endless. Naturally, the functions cannot be so monotonous.

In this era, the universe within the Long River was able to isolate the calamity of those alien beasts. At this time, this kind of attack equivalent to the calamity of the original can also be effectively isolated. Therefore, when Luo Fan's figure entered the universe, the young man suddenly felt his right hand empty, and only the bright red river that seemed like a magic weapon was left in front of him, and the opponent he wanted to kill had already disappeared. Traced.

"Hiding in the magic weapon, can't I just use you? You are too underestimating the saint's door!" He said, his right hand and pointing slightly drew a simple but mysterious path in the void. In an instant, the entire sanctuary was trembling in the void, and a ray of light emerged from the void.

This ray of light was so bright, so dazzling, and so solid, it was as if hundreds of millions of universes were arranged in one place, slamming directly into the bright red river.

Although he said that he was dismissive of this magic weapon, in fact, the reason why he had observed Luo Fan for three hundred years before he started doing it is precisely because the power of this bright red river is so strange that it made him He couldn't find a perfect way to deal with it, so when he started at this time, he thought of the magical power that could have the greatest effect on this bright red river.

This magical power is also a kind of magical power that he got through asking the saints through the sect. Its power is so powerful that he is also inexplicably shocking, but he has absolute confidence that this magical power can easily break this bright river of red. Pull out Luo Fan from it.

This person is said to be under the sage, but in fact, he is only a disciple in a school created by a registered disciple of the sage. Such a distant relationship, claiming to be under the sage, but putting gold on his face... Therefore, it is such a sage that can create hundreds of millions of magical powers between thoughts, and it also needs to go around and waste. It took three hundred years to find...

"Nearly ten thousand Dacheng quasi-sage capitals are included in the magic weapon, but his own Taoist realm has not made any progress. It seems that the materials he collected are still there. If I kill it, not only will I be able to gain merit, but also Obtaining those many materials out of thin air..." What flashed between the young man's mind and thoughts at this time was not a noble thought, but such a thought.

This dream world, or the sanctuary in this dream world, has something that Luo Fan has not seen in other worlds, and that is merit.

The more Luo Fan killed before, the more he aroused the strange beasts of the peak quasi-sage level to deal with him, the reason is precisely because the merit is working.

The merit in the sanctuary is an extremely mysterious existence. This kind of existence is extremely mysterious and usually has no manifestation, as if it has no effect at all. But when you practice, when you break through the realm, it will naturally show its important role. A monk with a lot of merit, whether it is cultivation or breakthrough, will be much easier than a monk with less merit. The more merit, the greater the gap.

Even if some ordinary people have enough merit, they can even become immortals overnight. If some monks reach a certain level of merit, they may not even practice, and they will naturally become the great quasi-sage, the peak quasi-sage...Of course, the amount of such merits must be at least similar to the level of salvation to complete this great cause.

Merit is closely related to the things that beings do. If you follow the rules of the sanctuary, you will naturally have merit. If you go against the rules of the sanctuary, you will not only have no merit, but also have karma. Like saving people, like blessing the world, like behaviors that are beneficial to the growth of the sanctuary, these kinds of behaviors are acts that follow the rules of the sanctuary and have merit. As for Xiang Luofan's unprovoked killing, and the act of killing the Dacheng Quasi-Holy Level Monster and the Peak Quasi-Holy Level Monster, that is the job, it is the summoning of karma all the time.

It is precisely because of this that this young man's attack on Luo Fan will cause the ubiquitous, suspicious aura of Holy Spirit to react. With the power of that breath attack, he will only be so powerful.

The reason why this young man insisted on taking action against Luo Fan was because of the above-mentioned. In order to gain merit, at the same time he obtained the countless practice materials collected by Luo Fan attracted countless karma-in fact, Luo Fan first started The reason he said, even without him, the young man already believed it.

"It seems that the monk who has just ascended from the lower realm is indeed the most innocent." This young man showed a faint smile on his face, and his heart was full of pride.

Just when he imagined that he had gained countless benefits and was able to completely refine the few magic weapons he wanted to refine, the blue light that emerged from the emptiness had already burst out of Luo Fan’s era. A fierce collision. The shock wave generated by the impact directly shredded the void, disconnected the time, and formed a black circle, like a void-like halo that does not even exist in time and space. From the impact point, it magnifies and continues in all directions. Of the proliferation.

As it spreads, the void constantly collapses and becomes nothingness

Seeing this, the young man couldn't help being taken aback, his figure trembled, and he pushed back tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

After the dark halo spreads, another halo is generated from the impact, and it forms a concentric circle with the previous halo and continues to spread outwards. In this way, the halo after the halo seems to be pushed and pushed. Generally, let the group of concentric circles of halo continue to be pushed out, so that the scope of the halo spread becomes larger and wider.

In the end, reaching tens of thousands of miles away, the young man could barely bear the restoration of time and space in this sanctuary, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

In the center of the concentric circles, the blue light and the bright red river are constantly annihilating each other in the collision. Both the blue light and the bright red river are constantly shrinking and weakening in the process. It seemed that they were constantly taken away by the dark halo.

The whole process is not hurried or slow, but there is no room for relaxation. The resolute and crisp appearance seems to have to wait until either of the two completely disappears.

"How is it possible?! At most, it is only a magic weapon of the Dacheng quasi-sage level, how can it be stubborn with the magical powers passed down by the saints?" The young man's face was incredible at this time.

He had observed Luo Fan for more than three hundred years before. Although he knew that this bright red river was not simple, he only thought that its function was weird and it was impossible to guard against. In fact, he did not feel that this "magic weapon" was so powerful, but this What happened at that time was completely beyond his imagination.

Although the "magic weapon" did not win at this time, it actually blocked the blue light, and it literally made it impossible for the blue light to go further. This is simply the absurdity of the world, making him extremely superstitious about the saints. Almost a blank mind.

In fact, the reason why things like this happen at this time is not complicated. Just because of the limitations of this pinnacle quasi-sage, it is impossible to think of it.

This world is not the real world, but a world between projection and reality. Everything in this world is in the dream of a great quasi-sage. The cognition of that great quasi-sage confines the entire world! For the Dacheng quasi-sage, the sage, even the pinnacle quasi-sage, is an existence that can only be imagined but cannot be fully understood. Therefore, in this dream world, whether it is a saint or a pinnacle quasi-sage, they are just the saint and pinnacle quasi-sage in his fantasy. Such an existence, even if the Dacheng quasi-sage is rich in imagination, the sages and pinnacle quasi-sages they imagined are definitely far from their true appearance.

Maybe this is too absolute, but if you think about it in reverse, you can easily understand it. Dacheng Quasi-sage is like a frog in a dry well. And the pinnacle quasi-sage is the bright moon above the sky. The saint is the entire universe. With that frog's insight and perspective, it can be imagined how far the moon and universe he imagined will be compared with the real moon and the real universe.

Perhaps, in the eyes of frogs, this bright moon is a light cluster that can only appear once and a half a day, and does not exist at other times, and the universe is just this well... (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 greatest motivation.)