For thousands of years, Luo Fan had been far away from the territory of the Dunjia Sect, and I don't know how many trillions of miles away.

And he strangled the Dacheng quasi-saint-level alien beasts and the peak quasi-saint-level alien beasts, and he had already reduced the realm shackles he had encountered to a situation that could be broken at any time. The long river of times that hung above his head, which had not been recovered for hundreds of years, was even more brilliant, and the bright red light even overshadowed the sun, so that the position he passed, within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, was shrouded in a bright red.

"There are still twenty-five Dacheng quasi-saint-level beings left to be able to break through. Luo Fan's figure at this time did not have the slightest wolf bèi, but was full of energy, as if the previous thousands of years of exhaustion did not happen to him.

Originally, the number of Dacheng quasi-saint-level creatures that Luo Fan needed to kill was as many as seven thousand eight hundred and seventy-four, and in the past thousand years, although the number of creatures he had killed had not reached this number, there were many peak-level quasi-saint-level creatures among them. Each of these beings was equivalent to thirty or forty beings of the Quasi-Saint level. At this moment, he had almost broken the realm shackles he had encountered, allowing him to kill only twenty-five more Dacheng quasi-saint-level beings, or one peak quasi-saint-level creature, to complete the process of breaking the realm shackles, allowing him to achieve the coveted supreme breakthrough in his Dao realm.

Luo Fan thought to himself and began to head towards the next place where the next Dacheng quasi-saint-level beast was.

Although if you choose a peak quasi-saint-level alien beast, only one more is enough to complete the entire killing process, but. Obviously, choosing a peak quasi-saint-level alien beast would require a lot of risk, and if he had a choice, he would naturally not be willing to choose such an opponent.

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

Then, the entire heaven and earth changed in an instant, and the breath that originally filled the entire holy realm was indestructible and eternal. For a moment, it seemed to boil slightly. There's even a sense of joy and relief mixed in with it.

"Why did you do this killing? Since you entered the Holy Realm for more than a thousand years, the number of Quasi-Saints you have killed has reached nearly 10,000. Such words drilled into Luo Fan's ears. Let Luo Fan be shocked. There was a solemn look in his eyes.

Luo Fan, the owner who made this sound, didn't even know where it was. But the fact that he was able to get the voice into his ears was enough for him to understand that the person who made the sound. I'm afraid it's by no means simple, and it's very likely to be a Dacheng quasi-saint or above. That is to say, it is very likely to be a pinnacle quasi-saint equivalent to the realm of Dao Venerable. Really, without any discounts, the pinnacle quasi-saint!

In the face of such a existence, how could Luo Fan not be dignified? Especially at this time, this person still said words that he could not leave......

At this time, the Dacheng quasi-saint-level beast below that Luo Fan had originally planned to enter the inner universe of the Long River of the Era was even more tamed like a kitten, lying on the ground, if it wasn't for too much pressure, it would even start wagging its tail.

At this moment, the void distorted, and a figure appeared in front of Luo Fan from nothing.

This person is a handsome young man, dressed in a Taoist robe, with long sleeves fluttering, looking like a fairy wind and bones, and the aura around his body is like nothing, as if he is extremely powerful, and it seems that he is completely absent.

This person was looking at Luo Fan with a look of pity mixed with anger at this time.

The look in his eyes was like looking at an ignorant child who had accidentally committed some heinous crime.

"Sure enough, it's the pinnacle quasi-saint. Luo Fan frowned, and in an instant he knew what this person was, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked, and the power in his body was instantly active to the peak, and the long river of the times shining on the top of his head within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was even more slightly changing, bringing the mystery to the limit.

"Killing, I'm just collecting cultivation materials, where is the killing?" Luo Fan said lightly.

Although he was about to break the shackles of the realm at this time and was about to gain transcendence, after all, he was still only a merger, and although he had reached the end of the realm of merging, he was still a merger. In this kind of Dao realm, it is necessary to be cautious in the face of the peak quasi-saint-level beasts that lack spiritual intelligence, and only by countless means can they be defeated. The monk in front of him was obviously a true peak quasi-saint, his spiritual intelligence, his supernatural powers, and his power were many times more powerful than those peak-level quasi-saint-level beasts, and in the face of such a being, he naturally didn't want to do anything with it.

Hearing Luo Fan's words, the man smiled coldly and said, "Collect cultivation materials? What cultivation materials require so many Dacheng quasi-saints? I have observed you for three hundred years, and during these three hundred years, you have not stopped killing for a moment except for hurrying. This kind of style is basically an evil demon style, where is it that can be explained by collecting cultivation materials?!"

"Well, since you didn't do it directly, it means that there is still room for maneuver. Luo Fan's mind flashed with such thoughts, but he said without the slightest hesitation: "What is the amount of hundreds of years for us cultivators? It will not be uncommon to spend hundreds of millions of years collecting cultivation materials." Moreover, my cultivation method is quite special, and it requires the materials of many Quasi-Saint-level beasts to cultivate, isn't it okay?"

"Impossible, there is no absolute commonality between the Dacheng Quasi-Saints you killed. The peak quasi-saint frowned and retorted categorically.

"Hehe, didn't Your Excellency already say the common point? Luo Fan smiled and said.

"Huh?!" The young man frowned, as if he was overwhelmed by Luo Fan's words. Soon, however, his face regained anger and regret, and he said, "Maybe what you said makes sense. However, this holy realm is not a Shura field, although there is no restriction on the path of cultivation, but you will never let go of such a way of killing. So, I still can't leave you alone. ”

As he spoke, the young man didn't bother to speak, and directly raised his hand and grabbed Luo Fan Void.

At this moment, Luo Fan felt that his body around him seemed to bear the entire heaven and earth. The rejection, oppression of the entire universe, the entire sanctuary. The endless, eternal, and indelible aura around him was frantically condensed towards him, making him feel that his body, his strength, his perception, and his will were all under unimaginable pressure. The pressure is getting stronger and more terrifying. Eventually reached an unimaginable point. It made him feel as if his qiē was going to be turned into powder under this pressure.

At this moment, Luo Fan suddenly felt the feeling of those peak quasi-saint-level alien beasts that he had destroyed with the help of the calamity when he relied on the territory of the Dunjia Sect thousands of years ago. At the beginning, those calamities also relied on this ubiquity. Suspected of the condensation of the breath of a saint. Pressure to finish. That kind of situation. How similar it was to what he encountered at this time, if it weren't for the fact that Luo Fan had reached the realm of Taoism like he was now, he had almost realized a qiē. Maybe I'm going to have to say that retribution is not happy.

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

Although the speed of this young man's attack was so sudden, Luo Fan had already prepared - how could he be defenseless against a person who said he couldn't keep him without meeting?

Because of his preparation, although he encountered a catastrophe similar to that encountered those strange beasts at the beginning, he still resisted. Seeing that his mind moved, the long river of the era above his head shook suddenly, directly enveloping him, and directly included him in the universe inside the long river of that era.

In this era, the universe inside the long river is usually only used against the enemy, but that does not mean that it can only be used against the enemy. After all, it is the long river of the times, and the magic is endless, and the function cannot be so monotonous.

The universe inside the long river of this era was able to isolate the calamity of those alien beasts at the beginning, and at this time, it was natural that this kind of attack equivalent to the original calamity could also be effectively isolated. Therefore, the moment Luo Fan's figure entered the universe, the young man suddenly felt that his right hand was empty, and only the bright red river that seemed to be a magic weapon was left in front of him, and the opponent he wanted to kill had already disappeared without a trace.

"Hiding in the magic weapon, can't I do anything about you?, you also underestimate the saint's subordinates!" he said, his right hand and finger slightly drew a simple but mysterious trajectory between the voids. In an instant, the entire Sanctuary Void shook, and a ray of light stepped out of the void.

This light was so bright, so dazzling, so condensed, it was as if hundreds of millions of universes were arranged in one place, and it slammed directly towards the bright red river.

Although he said that he had to disdain this magic weapon, in fact, the reason why he had observed Luo Fan for three hundred years before he started it was precisely because the power of this Minghong Changhe was too weird for him to find a perfect way to deal with it, so as soon as he started it at this time, it was the divine power that he thought of that could have the greatest effect on this Minghong Changhe.

This supernatural power is also a kind of supernatural power that he obtained by asking the sage for advice through the guò master. His power is so powerful that he is also shocked inexplicably, but he has absolute confidence, and this magic power can easily break this bright red river. Pull out Luo Fan among them.

This person is said to be a disciple of the saint, but in fact he is just a disciple of a sect founded by a named disciple of the saint. Such a distant relationship, claiming to be a saint's disciple, is putting gold on his face...... Therefore, it is such a supernatural power that can create hundreds of millions of divine powers between the minds of saints, and it also takes three hundred years to go around and waste three hundred years to find ......

"Nearly 10,000 Dacheng quasi-saints have been included in that magic weapon, but there is no progress in his own Dao realm, it seems that the materials he has collected must still be there, if I kill them, not only will I be able to obtain merit, but also those many materials out of thin air......" What flashed between the young man's mind at this time was not a noble thought, but such a thought.

This dream world, or rather, 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 provoked those peak quasi-saint-level beasts to deal with him, precisely because the merit was working.

The merit in the sanctuary is an extremely subtle existence. This kind of existence is extremely mysterious, and it is usually not reflected, as if it has no effect at all. But when you practice, when you break through the realm, it naturally shows its important role. A monk with a lot of merit, whether it is a practice or a breakthrough. It will be much easier than a monk with less merit, and the more merit there is, the greater the disparity.

Even, some ordinary people can even become immortals overnight if their merit is enough. If some monks reach a certain limit of merit, they may even become a Dacheng quasi-saint or a pinnacle quasi-saint without cultivating...... Of course, such a quantity of merit requires at least a merit of a level similar to that of salvation to accomplish such a great deed.

Merit, on the other hand, is closely related to what living beings do. If you obey the rules of this sacred realm, you will naturally have merit. If it is against the rules of the Sanctuary. Not only will there be no merit, but there will also be karma. Like saving people, like benefiting heaven and earth, like actions that are beneficial to the growth of the Holy Land. This kind. It is the act of obeying the rules of the Sanctuary. He is meritorious. And Xiang Luo Fan killed for no reason, and at every turn, he killed the Dacheng quasi-saint-level alien beast, the peak quasi-saint-level alien beast. That's work, it's calling karma all the time.

It was precisely because of this that this young man flew at Luo Fan to cause such a big reaction as the ubiquitous aura that seemed to be the breath of a saint. With the help of the power of that breath attack, he would be so powerful.

And the reason why this young man insisted on making a move on Luo Fan was precisely because of what was mentioned above, in order to obtain merit and at the same time, obtain the countless cultivation materials that Luo Fan had collected by attracting countless karma - in fact, the reason Luo Fan said at the beginning, without even saying it, this young man already believed it.

"It seems that the monk who has just ascended from the Nether Realm is indeed the most naïve. A faint smile appeared on the young man's face, and his heart was full of pride.

Just when he fantasized that he had reaped countless benefits and was able to completely refine the few magic weapons he wanted to refine, the blue light that appeared from the void had already erupted into a fierce collision with Luo Fan's long river. The shock wave generated by the impact directly tore apart the void, disconnected time, and formed a circle of black and void aura that seemed to exist in time and space, and began to amplify from the place of impact, spreading in all directions.

As it spreads, the void continues to crumble, constantly turning into nothingness

When the young man saw this, he couldn't help but be taken aback, his body trembled, and he pushed back tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

After the black aura spread, another ring of aura was generated from the place of impact, forming concentric circles with the previous aura and continuing to spread outward, and in this way, circle after circle of aura, as if squeezing and pushing, let the concentric circle of aura group continue to push outward, so that the scope of the aura diffusion is larger and wider.

In the end, tens of thousands of miles away, almost clinging to the young man, he couldn't bear the space-time repair of this holy place, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

In the center of the concentric circles, the blue light and the bright red river were constantly annihilating each other in the collision, whether it was the blue light or the bright red river, they were constantly shrinking and weakening in the process, as if they were constantly taken away by the black aura.

The whole process was unhurried, but there was no room for relaxation, and the resolute and crisp appearance seemed to wait until either of the two completely disappeared.

"How is it possible?!At most, it is just a magic weapon of the Dacheng quasi-saint level, how can it be compatible with the supernatural power passed down by the saint?" The young man's face was full of incredulity at this time.

He had observed Luo Fan for more than 300 years before, although he knew that this Minghong River was not simple, but he only thought that its function was strange and could not be prevented, and he didn't actually feel how powerful this "magic weapon" was, but what happened at this time was completely beyond his imagination.

Although the "magic weapon" did not win at this time, it really blocked the blue light, and really made the blue light unable to go further, which is simply a big mistake in the world, so that his mind was almost blank for the superstition of the saint.

In fact, the reasons why this happened at this time are not complicated. It's just that because of the limitations of this peak quasi-saint, it's impossible to think of it.

This world is not the real world, but a world between the projection and the reality. Every qiē in this world is in the dream realm of a quasi-saint of great success. For the Dacheng quasi-saint, the saint, even the peak quasi-saint, is a kind of existence that can only be imagined, but it is impossible to fully understand. Therefore, in this dream world, whether it is a saint or a peak quasi-saint, they are just saints and peak quasi-saints in his fantasy. No matter how rich the imagination of the Dacheng quasi-saint is, the saints and peak quasi-saints that he imagines must be very different from their true appearance.

This may be too absolute, but if you think about it the other way around, it's easy to understand. Dacheng quasi-saint is like a frog in a dry well. And the pinnacle quasi-saint is the bright moon above the sky. And the saint is the whole universe. With the frog's insight and its perspective, you can imagine how big the gap between the bright moon and the universe he imagined and the real moon and the real universe.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the frog, this bright moon can only appear once and a half times a day, and there is no zài light cluster at other times, and the universe is nothing more than this well...... (To be continued.) )