I woke up after 300 million years

The silence speaks.

The expressions of all the tens of billions of monks suddenly changed!

Qin Huang opened his mouth in disbelief, "This, this is impossible! In the last supreme battle, she cut off her future, risked everything, and fought with stunning grace. How can she still break through to the supreme level?"

The ancestor of the Yunwu Immortal Sect stroked his beard and said, "She is indeed the most amazing woman in Hongtian. She has not been seen for just two thousand years. She has a supreme cultivation level that can be called heaven-defying. No wonder she is so confident!"

The leader of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan had pale yellow eyes and cold eyes, "Humanity, another supreme being who is not weak has appeared. That Yan Fan killed my descendants and refined the essence and blood with cruel methods and sworn hatred!"

Among the younger generation, there are countless men who admire Su Yao.

"Jidao Supreme, my goddess is so stunning!"

"Husband? The goddess actually said that Yan Fan is her husband?"

"Damn it! Why should he? Why should he be the one!"

Some are envious, some are jealous, some are lost, some are sad. On this day, countless men are destined to stay awake.

The most surprising thing was the disciples of the Supreme Hall. As soon as the Eternal Battlefield opened, they entered Yan Fan first and had no idea that Yan Fan and the Great Elder were involved.

"Oh my God!" Xuanyuan Shu felt dizzy, pale and weak, and fell down.

It is definitely impossible for the male disciples of the Supreme Hall to say that they have never fantasized about Su Yao. Now, the most holy goddess in their minds has been defiled, and it hurts so much that it hurts their hearts!

Kong Renjie hurriedly supported Xuanyuan Shu and persuaded, "Senior Brother, the world is so wonderful, but you are so irritable. This is not good, it is really bad..."

"Go! You! Mom!" Xuanyuan Shu pushed the other party away. Even though he was well-educated and well-educated, he couldn't help but spit out the fragrance at this moment.

The Three Emperors Sword belongs to Yan Fan, and Su Yao belongs to Yan Fan. Who can understand his pain?

Some people shook their heads, "I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals, I only envy Yan Fan every day!"

Someone cried, "I feel so uncomfortable when I think of him holding Goddess Su at night, my heart attack!"

Some people sighed, "The first to get the moon is the tower near the water. If I had known better, I would have joined the Supreme Palace."

Sometimes, the brave will be overwhelmed to death and the timid will be starved to death.

The disciples of the Supreme Hall admired Su Yao, but they only dared to watch and did not dare to blaspheme. Yan Fan was different. He often said "Elder, you are so fair", which made Su Yao break his guard.

A comparison makes it clear that Yan Fan's realm is too high.

On the Immortal Platform, Yan Fan handed the Three Emperors Sword to Su Yao and spread his hands in front of everyone, with a funny look of "The sword is no longer in my hand. If you want to snatch it, don't look for me."

The Three Emperors Sword sensed the true dragon essence and blood in Su Yao's body and did not resist.

Seeing this scene, the older generation of strong men shook their heads.

The Supreme Supreme Su Yao holds the Three Emperors Sword. They have no doubt whether they can fight against the Eternal Supreme. It is estimated that the Eternal Supreme is not Su Yao's enemy.

The Lord of the Immortal Palace clenched his fists and spoke harshly to Yan Fan, "Boy, don't let me catch you, or you will suffer a lot!"

After saying that, the Lord of the Immortal Palace suppressed his anger and sat down.

Xianxian was silent and sat nearby, looking at Yan Fan with murderous intent in his eyes.

The sudden change pushed the supreme battle to a new level, and everyone was looking forward to the next session and the godsend players who had not yet appeared.

Yan Fan shrugged, with a look on his face, "You are just jealous. People like you without the protection of your wife cannot appreciate the joy of eating soft food!"

Su Yao twitched the corner of her mouth, glanced at him, and glared at him.

The two of them retreated from the Immortal Platform and returned to the Supreme Hall area.

Along the way, everyone’s expressions were rich and exciting.

Su Yao lifted her hair on her temples and said via voice:

[I will hold the Three Emperors Sword first and return it to you in the next game. 】

Yan Fan suppressed his smile, returned to his serious posture, and said via voice:

[Well, it’s safer for you to hold it than for me. Those guys will definitely not give up. 】

The two communicated through sound transmission, and the data on the Immortal Platform was updated.

In the first elimination battle, there were 3.21 million people, 200,000 monks died, and 30,000 people were promoted to the Holy Seal.

In the final analysis, if there is no grievance or hatred, no one will kill them, especially those whose comprehensive strength is not strong. They dare not offend the king's orthodoxy and the supreme orthodoxy easily.

Even Yan Fan, who is called the "Great Demon King", only robs wealth, not life.

Two hundred thousand monks died. This number is terrifying enough. You must know that each of the monks who entered the eternal battlefield is a genius, and they are all powerful in the Realm Lord Realm and the Life and Death Realm.

The farce of the Three Emperors Sword ended, and the saint said with a smile:

"First of all, congratulations to the 30,000 geniuses who have obtained the Holy Seal. You have proven your strength and excellence with facts. Secondly, the second elimination battle will begin in a month. I need to go back to the Saint Clan to ask about the content of the competition. One On the morning of the next month, I will notify you all at short notice. Finally, I will tell you a piece of news in advance. The first place in this supreme battle will have an opportunity to become a saint."

As soon as the four words "Opportunity for Sainthood" came out, everyone took a breath of air.

Empress Jinghong shattered the imperial path. From now on, no one can become an emperor. Saints are the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. All monks, no one wants to become a saint.

However, it is difficult to travel, but it is difficult to reach the sky!

Not to mention becoming a saint, among the tens of billions of monks present, there are less than twenty Supreme Beings. Except for Su Yao, who is the Supreme Supreme Being, the rest are mortal Supreme Beings, not counting Gou Chen and the Saint.

If they can get the chance to become saints, they are willing to sacrifice everything.

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of the saint's lips.

"The little ones who made the cut, I hope you survive a month."

When she said this, she glanced at Yan Fan twice, then rode on the Tu Qilin, returned to the Holy Clan with Lord Gouchen, and disappeared.

"A month?" Yan Fan exhaled a breath, "It seems that there will be no peace in this month."

Su Yao nodded lightly, "You have offended too many forces on the Eternal Battlefield, and with the temptation of the Three Emperors Sword, the Supreme Palace and the Immortal Palace will become the target of public criticism."

"I really underestimated the temptation of the Nine Heavens Saint Soldier to these people." Yan Fan smiled.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, they won't dare to attack you and the Supreme Palace openly." Su Yao smiled as warm as jade, and then said, "By the way, I called Jian San to investigate Meng Chulian, and the situation was far better than imagined. in the complexity.”

Yan Fan stared, "Have you investigated Meng Chulian?"

"Well." Su Yao nodded and explained, "I am your wife. I will share some of the pressure for you. As it should be, go back to the Supreme Palace to buy the immortal first, and I will tell you slowly."

Tianyuan is vast, with many cities, and 90% of the peaks and land are private property. The Supreme Palace is rich and wealthy, and it bought a Tianshan Mountain as a resting place, which is not worth mentioning.

In this battle, nine hundred of the three thousand disciples of the Supreme Hall died.

There was no way, the Supreme Palace was targeted, and many disciples were besieged.

Of the 2,100 people who survived, only 72 received the Holy Seal.

Compared with other traditions, seventy-two people have advanced, and they already have an advantage.

Silent all the way, everyone returned to Tianshan with worries. In order to avoid being attacked at night, Su Yao took out the fairy boat and let the disciples and elders rest on the deck.

Tianshan Mountain has been renovated, and there are three thousand attics, with peach trees one after another, beautiful.

In full view of everyone, Yan Fan and Su Yao entered the largest attic.

Jiuli smacked his tongue, "Uncle Master, he is so unscrupulous, what will the disciples think?"

Jian San leaned against a peach tree, raised his head to drink, and said half-jokingly:

"How to watch? Stand and watch, lie down and watch, sit and watch, watch sideways, you can watch however you want. With Uncle Master's character, he won't be secretive... The couple said goodbye to each other. It’s normal for Sheng to be newlyweds and living together. Could it be that you’re going to eavesdrop?”

"I have no bad taste in eavesdropping." Jiuli kicked Jiansan hard.

On the fairy boat.

A handsome male disciple lamented, "If I could live with the great elder under the same roof, even if it wasn't the same room, I would be willing to give three thousand years of my life!"

"You are ugly, but you think beautifully...I would give it 10,000 years of life!" another person retorted.

The male disciples had no intention of practicing. They all stood by the guardrail and looked at the attic in the distance.

Tian Jingjing was speechless, "Man..."

"Life is sad everywhere, I want to be quiet." Xuanyuan Shu looked sad.

Kong Renjie shouted, "Sister Jingjing, senior brother misses you again!"

This time, he did do it on purpose, hoping that Xuanyuan Shu would cheer up.

Xuanyuan Shu: "???"

......

In the Tianshan attic, a spar shines softly.