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The Eight Great Ghost Islands gradually descended, shocking the nine heavens and ten earths, whether it was the Eastern or Western world, they all felt a great pressure, and the major ancient clans and sects clearly knew that the era of peace no longer existed.

In half a month at most, there will be a war and a river of blood in the sky.

Some people have also seen with their own eyes that the "Julius Caesar" in the Western world came to the sky above the four ghost cities for seven days and seven nights, and the real intention is unknown, but he finally let out a long sigh, shook his head gently, and brushed his sleeves away.

"Even Julius Caesar is helpless, is it really a definite defeat?"

"I can't see it, maybe he's just mocking, the Demon Realm's methods are nothing more than that. ”

Different people interpret different meanings, a few are happy and a few are sad, many ancient races in the Western world have already tensed their nerves, concluded an unshakable covenant, and even took out the peerless imperial weapon to seal and trap the four ghost cities.

I heard that there are many people in power who are at the top of the list, and they have issued the same secret decree, recruiting talents in secret, wanting to encompass a group of feng shui formation masters, and lay down the "Immortal Ancient Exorcism Array", which is unprecedentedly huge, covering hundreds of millions of miles of territory, and wants to suppress the invaders.

This is undoubtedly a huge project, bringing together all the Feng Shui masters in the world, which can be called the pinnacle of masterpieces.

At the same time, there is also a mysterious sect that has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain by taking advantage of the chaos in the world.

This mysterious sect has dojos in both the Eastern and Western worlds, and its disciples are very ambitious, and its followers can be called a mixture of fish and dragons, from the powerful party to the unknown juniors, all gathered together.

However, the huge difference in identity did not cause any estrangement, because this mysterious sect has a common belief, everyone is a fanatical gambler, and many of them are well-known "big rich people".

I heard that these "big rich people" who are rich enough to rival the country are all self-made, and they have been poor for a long time, until they believe in the "Gambling Holy Religion", and then they can carp jump into the dragon gate and transform into supreme masters in one fell swoop, enjoying the blessings of great luck, and the cultivation resources are even more abundant, and they can't be strong if they want to.

In this regard, outsiders have maintained a wait-and-see attitude, luck is too ethereal, and if you believe it, you don't believe it, and it is difficult to evaluate it.

It's just that this mysterious force, known as the "Gambling Holy Sect", has too much foundation, and I don't know how long it has been developing, I heard that all the heavens and all the domains have branches, and as for the wasteland ancient realm, it is just one of its strongholds.

There is gossip that the third master of the God of War Palace, under great pressure, took the position of the "substitute leader" of a certain stronghold without authorization, handling all affairs.

The limelight of the "Gambling Saint Sect" can be called unprecedented and unprecedented, almost overpowering the invasion of the demon world, as for the true identity of the gambling saint, it has also become a mysterious and unsolved mystery, some people speculate that he is at least an emperor-level figure.

Some people even say that the owner of the Wanyu black market is the true face of this gambling saint.

Of course, there are different opinions, everything is just speculation, no one dares to make a conclusion, after all, there are already many people who pretend to be gambling saints, and they have been beaten away, and among them, there is even a powerful power.

Therefore, it is enough to show how serious this "impostor" is, once anyone dares to commit crimes against the wind again, it will be the end of death, and no one will think that their life is long and take the initiative to send them to death.

"Gambling on the ...... of the Holy Cult"

Hearing such news, Lin Fan could only smile bitterly, he was addicted to gambling, and whenever he came to a realm, he would inevitably go to the local gambling houses, but most of them were in moderation and soon left.

Who would have expected that such a move by him would be caught by the world, and he was named the "Saint of Gambling", and even attracted such fanatical believers.

Now, he has been held hostage by Prince Bruch and sent to a majestic city, where he is imprisoned in an inn all day long, awaiting trial by the members of the "Blood Council".

Not long ago, Bruch had issued a "Ten Thousand Miles of Blood Order", inviting all the nearby parliamentarians to come here, intending to solve the matter alone, after all, the road was far away, and he had no time to rush back to the headquarters, so he had to make this decision.

But Lin Fan was not idle, he was meditating every day, waiting for the four ghost islands to come across the border, he always felt that in the underworld, there seemed to be a summoning power that was affecting his sanity.

Perhaps, this so-called ghost island really has some kind of connection with him, often disturbing his hidden cultivation, not letting him calm down, every time he closes his eyes, there are endless screams of sorrow, resounding in his heart, making him unconsciously feel desperate.

"What the hell is going on?" Lin Fan gritted his teeth, but the tears couldn't stop flowing, the whole person was flustered, and even the memory fragments in his mind seemed to be furious, and he wanted to reorganize more than once.

However, in the end, he was scattered by an unknown force, which made him fall into confusion and confusion.

"Boom!"

On the occasion of the twenty-four days of meditation, there was a sudden earth-shattering thunderclap, which exploded the inn, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, Lin Fan finally broke through the bottleneck and began to promote to the realm of Crossing the Void and Dacheng.

The innate divine body, once he breaks through the bad luck and curse, the path of cultivation is a thousand miles in a day, and with his devouring ability, it is difficult to break through.

"What's going on?!"

Washuo was everywhere, the rubble was dense, and the six-winged elf warlord crawled out of the ruins, his eyes full of uncertain expressions, followed by the blood elf princess, staring at the sky from afar.

Dark clouds, lightning and light are intertwined, this is clearly a sign of thunder and tribulation, even the formation in the city can not be stopped, it is definitely a devastating disaster, the slightest carelessness will be the end of millions of corpses, will be a river of blood.

The catastrophe appeared, the wind and clouds surged, and many people in the city were alarmed, and all of them rose into the sky, looking at this side in the distance, but soon everyone showed a look of panic, for fear of being affected, and all of them roared and retreated at great speed, not daring to approach.

"It's really a miscalculation, I can't imagine that it froze his limbs and bones, but it still can't stop his breakthrough. Prince Bruch's face was ugly, and he looked deflated, how could he have expected such a change.

Ordinary masters of "crossing the virtual realm", there are no more than ten or twenty years, how can they touch the edge of breakthrough, but now this kid seems to have hit an evil spirit, he is young, but the promotion is as simple as eating and drinking, is there any reason for this?

Fortunately, even if this kid breaks through, it doesn't matter, he can still be able to balance him steadily, after all, the thunder tribulation is not a joke, maybe this kid will not be able to resist and die early.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in his heart.

"Lao Bangzi, I didn't expect it, you are a bastard who is not as good as a beast, you will only wronged good people, I @&#$%......" Lin Fan rose in the air, his eyes showed a trace of resentment, and he scolded with his waist crossed, like a shrew scolding the street, extremely unqualified.

Prince Bruch's eyes were sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, you still have to worry about yourself first, don't let Lei die to death!"

As if to fulfill his words, with a "boom", a sea of thunder came, and the five colors of auspiciousness were numerous, stabbing people who couldn't open their eyes, even if they were far away, they could feel the devastating fluctuations, which overwhelmed Lin Fan at once.

"The green mountains don't change, the green water flows forever, I'm gone, don't think about me. ”

Under the bright five-colored sky thunder, nothing could be seen, only a slight voice came out, drifting away with the wind.

Immediately afterwards, a jaw-dropping picture appeared, the dazzling electric snake was dancing wildly, the dark clouds like lead ink were also moving, and a figure could be vaguely seen speeding under the thunder sea, and wherever he went, he quickly flew out of the city.

"This ......" Prince Bruch changed color, cloudy and uncertain, but he didn't dare to catch up, as a dark creature, he was most afraid of this divine power, once he touched half a wisp, what awaited him was death.

"Suffer, he's the innate god body!"

The six-winged elf battle venerable was stunned, and suddenly thought of the "memory crystal" that spread across the ten thousand domains, how similar was it to the scene in front of him, fighting while crossing the tribulation, how many people in the world could do it?

Next to her, the Blood Elf Princess also frowned, clenched her pink fists, and asked, "The person Taizu is looking for, is he?"

"It's really a hundred secrets, isn't it rumored that he is in the underworld, how can he be in the Western cultivation world?" The six-winged elf battle venerable was full of remorse, and suddenly hugged his head and roared angrily.

But Lin Fan couldn't hear all this.

After a full hour of tribulation, the thunder tribulation gradually dissipated, and the place where it passed was not a single grass, and the smell of burnt was pervasive, and there were beasts that had been hacked to death everywhere, and the pillars of blood were like springs, which made people frightened.

Now, he has come to a place among the mountains and ravines, where the stream is bubbling and flowing, wild trees are rising from the ground, and all kinds of wild beasts are rampant, and there is an indescribable sense of tranquility.

Looking at the skyline in the distance, a black misty island can be faintly seen, slowly breaking through the sky, the shadow of the island is blurred, the vastness is boundless, it seems that there are huge cities towering, palaces are numerous, but most of them have collapsed.

Yes, after Lin Fan successfully broke through, he galloped across the land tens of thousands of miles away and began to try to approach one of the ghost islands, because the summoning sound from the soul made his heart twist like a knife all the time, almost driving him crazy.

"Mother—" He was almost dreamy, his eyes were confused, and the wings of the fallen angel were gently stirred, and he staggered closer to the past.

Fortunately, with the gradual arrival of Ghost Island, no one dared to station around, and almost all of them evacuated for the sake of prudence, but there was an imperial weapon dormant in the dark, which would revive at any time and sweep away all turmoil.

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I'm starting to move forward with the plot, but I'm not doing well, and I'm trying to finish it in less than a thousand chapters.