Great Heaven Sovereign

This is a catalogue.

For Yang Fan, it is very strange and familiar.

Yang Fan searched his memory and didn't find these pictures.

But a figure in the atlas still reminds Yang Fan of the memory link and reappears in the past.

The figure jumped into the sky, pierced the sky with a spear and entered the sky.

Then return and throw the spear to yourself.

In the back, above Foshan, at the bottom of the endless dark lake, the figure reappears, shaping the true magic meaning for yourself, and leaving a flame.

Yang Fan was sure that this was the figure he saw.

At the moment when Yang Fan thought about it, the atlas in front of him suddenly became light and dark colored glass, with ripples and vibrations.

And then for a moment

Yang Fan felt dizzy and opened his eyes again, but he was already in a desolate world.

The world is almost fragmented, the sky is burning, the earth is cracking everywhere, and magma bursts out of it. The bones of monsters are stuck under the soil and floating corpses are everywhere. More mournful hung low in the sky, and vultures pecked corpses on dead trees.

Yang Fan frowned deeply!

He had no idea what the world was like.

If there are words to describe, there must be only the last four words: human purgatory.

This is a purgatory on earth.

"What kind of world is behind this atlas?" Yang Fan sighed with emotion.

Shock after shock.

Yang Fan is not sure what he saw before, but one thing is certain. That is the picture now, which is the most shocking he has seen so far.

Although Tianzhu Mountain is solemn and stirring, and the emperor Wushen Dynasty is lamentable, it is not as strong as the feeling of bone and blood burning impact conveyed in this picture at this time.

He didn't know what kind of war it was, but Yang Fan was sure that it was definitely heavier.

But the picture is not invariable.

Like a picture scroll stretching, scenes appear in front of Yang Fan.

The initial dilapidation also gradually disappeared, and the world regained its vitality.

At the end of the picture, a young man appears. The young man takes wood as a drill and drills wood for fire.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was thrilled for a moment.

This flame is the one that the man gave himself before.

The picture is here, and it doesn't go on anymore, as if it has come to an end.

But just then, the young man suddenly turned around and opened his lips.

"The world has become a game, then start against the world."

Yang Fan couldn't hear what he said, but relying on his lip shape, he was able to analyze that what the young man said at this time was such a sentence.

But Yang Fan doesn't know who this sentence is for.

But he couldn't help thinking about it. He saw the young man raise the drill wood in his hand and then rush up into the sky.

The flame on the drill wood did not disappear, and it directly turned into a spear at the moment of rising into the sky.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan's heart beat half a beat slower.

Spear!

This is the spear on his chessboard.

In this instant, Yang Fan felt as if he had been involved in a great cause and effect. Although he didn't know who the owner of the spear was or who it was.

But now the spear is in his own hand and the flame is in his own hand, which is enough to explain everything.

In the picture, the young man advances with a spear, and the spear draws an indescribable track in his hand and pierces the sky.

Boom!

The sky burst.

A figure appeared from the sky, stretched out his hands and grabbed the spear directly.

But at this time, the young man pulled it violently, turned around and swept the spear, cutting off the palm of his hand in an instant.

The figure on the sky seems to be angry. The whole person directly comes down, coerces the sky to roll, pulls the Star River to vibrate, condenses the infinite divine light, and covers it.

The young man, however, was fearless and rushed into the sky with a spear in his hand.

Boom!

With a loud silent sound, all the pictures disappeared.

Yang Fan's thoughts were also pulled back in an instant.

But Yang fanxin was unwilling.

"Yellow spring!"

"Ghost emperor!"

"Buddha Tibet!"

"The soul of war!"

At this moment, Yang Fan started all the forces in his soul to resist the pulling force.

When all his means broke out, his sight finally died again.

But it's just a moment.

His eyes darkened and everything disappeared.

……

In the outside world, the whole soaring pool is still climbing madly, as if to pierce the sky.

"Fast, fast." The voice of the old man in Nantian is full of madness.

Finally, when the flying pool was lifted high and almost ten thousand feet away from the ground, it stopped.

At this time, the noumenon of Nantian old man was also exposed.

He... Is not human at all.

He is rooted in the boundless earth, with thousands of roots and stems, just like an old tree.

Also at this time, a figure appeared below. Looking at the old man in Nantian with such a posture in front of him, he was slightly lost in thought.

Immediately, he said, "old monster, where did you hide Yang Fan? Let my younger martial brother out quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Often a hundred years old.

At this time, Chang Baisui seems to have summoned up the courage to say this sentence.

So it seems that the whole person lacks momentum.

"You're welcome? Don't you dare say you're welcome? Don't say you haven't awakened the soul of the martial arts family yet. Even if you have awakened, it's just nourishment for me. Do you think I really valued you for what I gave you before? It's just to control your whereabouts. Go in there, too."

On the huge wood, the old man in the South opened his mouth ferociously.

At the next moment, a huge vine sprang directly from the earth, twined Chang Baisui's body, then swayed it and threw it directly into the soaring pool.

"I've been preparing for thousands of years. Just wait for today. Let's blow up the feisheng pool."

Nantian old man roared.

Then, in a flash, the whole lifted flying pool burst in an instant.

At this moment, the power of fury also spread out, weighing nine in the sky.

The old man in Nantian turned into a human, with his hands open, like embracing heaven and earth.

"The five elements offer sacrifices to the heaven, and the immortal root is the guide. The heaven road is not open, but when to wait!" In the eyes of old man Nantian, the whole person was floating in the void, swaying up, and a surge of spiritual power broke out on him.

And now above the void.

With the old man's words, it suddenly became bright and dark.

The colorful clouds burst out and finally revealed a huge cavity.

It seems that that is Tianmen.

As if that is the world after flying.

At the moment of seeing the entrance, the old man of Nantian suddenly accelerated and was desperate to enter it.

But at this time, a light of fire suddenly flickered out.

Immediately, a voice also fell heavily from the void.

"Hirakawa!"

Boom!

Then, a violent force rolled down from the void. At this time, the old man in Nantian had only the word Tianmen in his heart. He didn't expect such an inexplicable change.

In this instant, he had no time to react, so he was directly trampled down by this force.

Boom.

The body of the old man in Nantian fell from the void, stirring up a piece of smoke and dust and collapsing the earth.

However, immediately, he turned into noumenon, and then condensed infinite vitality to surround him.

At the same time, the figures of Yang Fan and Chang Baisui also emerged in the void.

"You said you never thought about it before. Have you ever thought about this scene now?" Yang Fan said indifferently, condescending like God's contempt.