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"Two peaches kill three soldiers, hum, it's too greedy..." Yuan Fan looked at the four of them, he knew very well that they had noticed him, but the current Yuan Fan had no power to control the situation, and Yuan Fan was surrounded by them at this moment. In this eye, it is a dispensable existence.

Looking back at Qian Yue, Yuan Fan spoke.

"Well, don't think so much. The stone sent me back, but he was left behind..." Yuan Fan's voice became unusually calm. At first hearing Qian Yue, he thought it was I was worrying too much, Shishi is actually fine at the moment.

"The stone won't be hurt by their game..." Qian Yue asked Yuan Fan, and at this moment he roughly guessed the reason why the ancestor of the Sifang Temple made a move.

"No, Shitou, it's okay..." Yuan Fan had been paying attention to Kushuling from the beginning to the end, and Qian Yue seemed a little puzzled.

"What are you thinking?" Yuan Fan turned his head and asked Qian Yue.

"You..." Qian Yue looked at Yuan Fan, and finally seemed to feel something.

"Is the stone already, really, gone..." Qian Yue thought that Yuan Fan would tell the truth, even explode, and feel sad, but Yuan Fan still had a blank face and shook his head.

"He's still there..." Yuan Fan said.

"Then what's the matter with you, who are you?" Qian Yue began to doubt whether Yuan Fan would be taken away by someone. Based on the information Yuan Fan revealed, if the stone is still alive, then he should be very anxious, if he is no longer there Well, then Yuan Fan should explode.But the current state of Yuan Fan is not normal no matter how you look at it.

"You think too much, let me play a tune for you, the stone will be fine for a while." Yuan Fan's smile made Qian Yue feel at a loss, but the jade flute he was carrying flew out uncontrollably, Yuan Fan stretched out his hand At one point, the jade flute was like a broadcast, and it made a sound by itself.

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When the flute sounded, Qian Yue's consciousness was blurred for a moment, and an endless cycle seemed to start between heaven and earth.

"This is a song I liked very much in my previous life. The name of the song is Huimengyouxian..." Yuan Fan's voice awakened Qian Yue. Looking at Qian Yue, Yuan Fan reached out and stroked Qian Yue's face.

"Be careful, live well, I'll bring the stone back..."

Yuan Fan turned around, his body turned into light and mist exploded, the whole world felt a throbbing at this moment, and the world paused for a second at this moment.

"The Yao Palace is lonely and locks up thousands of years, and the nine-day wind is only a shadow. It's better to return to the world of mortals with a smile, and I will fly with flowers and carry my sleeves..."

Yuan Fan's words resounded through the heavens at this moment, but Patriarch Metasequoia, Long Qingquan, Wu Mingzang, Zhu Lingyu, Bai Yingjie and even Wei Dingcang in Lingwang Palace all trembled collectively.

Especially when they saw the cloud formed by Yuan Fan's body floating to the top of Kushu Ridge, the vortex that originally provided the Metasequoia Patriarch with the power of chaos stopped turning, but Yuan Fan became At the center of the vortex of black and white, all the living old people began to pray that Yuan Fan would not do stupid things.

"Even if I am the person in control of the supreme law, I can't make the whole world go back to the previous second..."

Yuan Fan's words spread all over the world, and those who have noticed the strangeness of Kushuling in Jinquan City now know who is in the cloud above Kushuling.

The clouds dissipated and turned into whirlpools of stars spinning under Yuan Fan's feet. The rustling sound was wearing away everyone's patience.

"I've been waiting for a long time, right? Today, the dreams of the four of you, no, the five of you can come true..."

As the voice fell, the originally clear sky turned into darkness at this moment. No matter where in the whole world, as far as the eye can see, there is only endless nothingness.

People at the bottom began to pray, people with some information began to curse, people at the top struggled with it, and the person involved began to tremble.

At the moment when the star vortex fell under Yuan Fan's feet and strangled the Metasequoia Patriarch's body, there was a sound that Qian Yue was very familiar with. It was the music Yuan Fan played just now.

"The ancient song of the Spirit King..."

"The Final Battle Song..."

"Returning to Dreamwalking Immortal..."

Long Qingquan, Wu Mingzang, and Bai Yingjie murmured.

Last time, when they heard this piece of music, they were still in the Lingwang Palace. At the end of the chapter of the second battle song, Yuan Fan at that time showed great appreciation for the five of them who were still standing still. Tell them that he knows the purpose of the five of them coming here, and he can give them the opportunity, as long as they can bear it.

And the price is that Yuan Fan played the sound of returning to the dreaming fairy, and the golden cicada escaped from the shell without everyone's knowledge, and the soul forced the reincarnation to escape from the world.

As for the five of them, Wei Dingcang snatched the body of King Ling, but was imprisoned in the Palace of King Ling without knowing his life or death. It was not until Yuan Fan and Shitou broke the seal that they felt the familiar aura that Wei Dingcang and Yuan Fan's whereabouts were confirmed.

Bai Yingjie's weapon, the Knife of Order, was sealed and unusable after Yuan Fan left, forcing him to do something secretly, and his mentality was so distorted that he wanted to use the power of killing all living beings to forge a weapon that could handle killing.

Zhu Lingyu and Wu Mingzang quickly escaped when they saw the situation was not good, but they were injured in the boundary bombing with five people when Yuan Fan left. The fire of primordial origin and Wu Mingzang's creation power are chaotic and foggy, but up to now the two have not been able to completely get rid of the assimilation of this power, and they will not be able to escape for a while after trying their best to resist.

Long Qingquan was at ease, or he stopped earlier, the chance was much smaller than the four of them, but he was also a lot freer. He just used the divine tree that Yuan Fan bestowed on him to absorb a little source-level mana, and slowly conceived it later. , and then refine and differentiate the offspring Shenmu Heart and Shenmu Fruit. Although they grow slowly, their foundations are much stronger than the other four.

But looking at it now, I'm afraid that Yuan Fan at that time really didn't really care about how many people were involved, depending on Yuan Fan's posture at the moment, if he had estimated that none of the five people would survive.

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The falling star vortex reached the Metasequoia Patriarch's body, and the Metasequoia Patriarch and Yuan Fan met each other's eyes.

"For a god stone puppet, put your body on it, Master Daoyuan, is it worth it for you..."

Yuan Fan didn't answer the words of the Metasequoia Patriarch, he looked at the lifeless stone and just stared at it with an expressionless face.

The next moment, Yuan Fan raised his hand and lifted a little bit in the air, all the restraints on the stone disappeared, and the branches that had invaded his body were also wiped off.

Seeing Shi Shi's bloody face, body covered in scars and unsightly breasts, Yuan Fan turned his head to look at Patriarch Metasequoia.

"I knew your plan from the beginning, but why didn't you think about it, why your fathers and grandparents all shed their old bodies and regained their lives, instead of surviving by cruel means like you. Even if you don't say it far away, You should know what happened back then, why did you agree to them when they found you, can't you see their plan..."

To Yuan Fan's words, the Metasequoia Patriarch, whose body was mostly obliterated at this moment, did not respond, but just looked at Yuan Fan's illusory body.

"You were born as the master of the Dao, standing at the top of the world, but have you ever thought about us? Everyone hopes to reach the top, even if you are at the top, you still hope to go to the next level. You don't understand people's hearts, So the karma of the previous life that you rely on is no match for Qian Yue's long-term love in this life." The ancestor of Metasequoia knew that he was doomed, and looked at Yuan Fan calmly.

"Sure enough, sometimes I know that the less I live, the happier I am."

"Master Yuanfan of the Great Dao, you are wrong again. You should have heard a sentence, knowing that you can't do it. Sometimes how much you know is not the key, the key is here." Patriarch Metasequoia pointed to his heart, "It can be said bluntly that your heart is really made of stone, without a trace of temperature, and without a penetrating spiritual aperture, and even you are not a competent leader in your whole being, you have never been considerate We, you don't understand how strong our desire is to stand by your side, you have been keeping a distance from us from beginning to end, getting farther and farther away from us..."

Yuan Fan looked at Patriarch Metasequoia, and at the same time glanced at the other people.

"Do you feel the same way..."

The people who were paying attention here didn't speak, and it was uncertain whether it was the default or another Yuanfan.

"You want to make progress. As long as you don't put the world in danger, I don't care what you do. I also hope that you can reach the pinnacle of life, but this road is not easy to walk. If you keep your feet on the ground step by step, I don't care. I won't say anything, but look at what you did in the end. A large area of ​​land in the Central Territory has been turned into scorched earth, and how many people have been displaced. If you have to pay so much for the so-called success, I think even if I allow it, Yuan Ling will not allow."

For Yuan Fan's words, the Metasequoia Patriarch did not refute, but stared at Yuan Fan with his last strength.

"So, if you are willing to guide us on the right path, why should we do this? Why bother to take the most helpless alternative path..."

"Do you think I don't want to, as you said, I was born for it, how would I know why it was me and not you..."

Silence, the Metasequoia ancestor didn't want to say anything, what can be done if the reincarnation is good, is it possible to put people back into the mother's womb to do it again, just like Qian Yue's luck, this kind of inexplicable What can I do with things.

"However, you will have new opportunities soon, and they will have opportunities too. I really don't understand people's hearts. That is really too difficult. You are better than me. I hope you will take good care of it. People's hearts are fickle. I hope you will really Can you not forget your original intention..."

Yuan Fan's figure gradually disappeared from the sight of the Metasequoia Patriarch. It wasn't Yuan Fan who disappeared, but the entire dry tree ridge turned into nothingness, leaving nothing but a vast open space. Maybe many years later, There will be an appearance full of vitality here, but that is the future, a future full of hope.

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