What appeared in front of Luo Fan's eyes at this time was a boundless and vast world. This world is not a cosmic starry sky like the world where the Dunjia Sect was located before. Here, it's a world full of heaven and earth. The whole world is a huge landmass, a continent with no edge in sight, no end in sight.

The heavens and earths, worlds, and continents that Luo Fan has seen are almost innumerable, and even the worlds he has opened up are unimaginable.

However, when he saw such a round world in front of him, he still felt his eyes light up when he saw it for the first time.

At first glance, there was nothing unusual about this world, it seemed to be no different from the worlds he had seen before, but as long as he looked closely, he could find that such a world was filled with a strange aura that he had never seen before, rich to the extreme.

This kind of breath is supreme and strong, supreme and noble, and there is a kind of indelible, eternal and immortal charm in it.

This breath, obviously, is the breath of the saint.

It's just that although this breath is supreme and strong, supreme and noble, indestructible, and eternal, there is a hidden and deep vanity. This kind of vanity can only be sensed by a person like Luo Fan, who has seen what the saint's imprint looks like. For any other monk who doesn't know what a saint looks like, such an aura is a real saint's breath, without the slightest hint of vanity.

"Sure enough, this Dacheng quasi-saint has never seen a real saint, no matter how strong this breath is. It's just a fantasy. Although Luo Fan's eyes lit up, there was still such a thought flashing between his mind and mind.

Although Luo Fan had the brand of a saint, he had never really sensed the breath of the saint personally, but as long as he could distinguish the trace of vanity contained in this breath, it was enough for him to be sure that the mysterious aura that filled the whole world in front of him was the breath of a saint in this dream world, but in essence it was just a simulation, not a real saint's breath.

And this fact allowed Luo Fan to be sure that his original decision was correct. Go to the saint in person. It is simply not possible to bring him much benefit. On the contrary, it will cause extremely strict and even sinister results that affect the direction of his cultivation.

This made him secretly rejoice.

With a slight movement of his mind, he sensed that the whole world around him seemed to have some kind of extremely subtle rejection of him. This rejection is not directly apparent. But it has greatly weakened his supernatural power. It made him feel like he was a little powerless. It seems that the same supernatural powers cannot be fully exerted at all, and the whole world instinctively wants to exclude the use of his supernatural powers.

Even, it is what he refines. The puppet of the Dacheng quasi-saint level was also faintly rejected and suppressed. It's just that because he has already been refined, the rejection and suppression he has received are much smaller than his own body. The power that he can exert by his supernatural means will also be several percent more powerful than what he can exert himself.

With a sigh, he summoned his puppet, turned around, and dived into a small world carved out of the puppet.

When he refined this puppet, he had penetrated into as many as three hundred and sixty-five universes. Although each universe is not truly complete, the real universe, no matter how crude or incomplete it is, it is also a universe, with three hundred and sixty-five universe puppets, and opening up a small world to accommodate living beings in its body, it is naturally a simple thing to the extreme.

The small world inside this puppet is not really independent, it is placed in this entire sacred realm, and it is naturally included in the absolute influence of this sacred realm. Therefore, although it was opened up by this puppet, Luo Fan was still rejected and suppressed.

If he wants to exclude this and eliminate this suppression, what he needs to do is the same as in this holy realm, to understand the rules and laws, and to understand the avenue of this sacred realm, and finally it is possible to truly fully see through this influence, this suppression, so as to fully exert his own strength in this holy realm.

Luo Fan's ontology, after entering that small world, is exactly such a thing.

And his puppet, after all, is already a puppet of the Dacheng quasi-saint level, naturally it is impossible to be the same as an ordinary puppet, he just gives a little thought, this puppet will naturally be able to react, directly step on the void, and start to explore this holy realm by himself.

The entire holy area was vast and boundless, and the location where Luo Fan appeared seemed to be a wild land, and there were no people in the surrounding area of hundreds of millions of miles. Some are just powerful and violent creatures, entrenched in the mountains and rivers everywhere. A strong sense of danger rushed towards the puppet.

After all, this puppet has been rerefined by Luo Fan once, and in this holy domain, although it has been greatly suppressed, it can barely exert the strength of the Dacheng quasi-saint level. But even so, he still sensed that there was a powerful threat to him in that aura.

Those are all creatures equivalent to the Dacheng quasi-saint level!

These beings have a lot less sense of agility than the real intelligent beings, and it is obvious that their spiritual intelligence is not as good as that of real monks. But it is precisely because of this that they are even more dangerous. A normal monk, no matter how strong he is, is also sensible, he will not wantonly vent his strength, he will not have no scruples in battle, and he will not attack a living creature without a conflict of interest.

And this kind of creature that only has strength, but does not have the corresponding wisdom, is different. Although they are unable to fully exert their strength because they do not have the corresponding wisdom, that is to say, compared to normal monks of the same level, they have many weaknesses that normal monks do not have. However, their lack of rational restraint was enough to make up for this deficiency of qiē, and let their danger outweigh the monks of the same level as them, or even a level stronger than them!

Luo Fan's puppet hovered above the void, his eyes shining with a faint light.

Then. An idea was transmitted into its small world and received by Luo Fan.

"There are three Dacheng quasi-saint-level beasts within a radius of 100 million miles?!" Luo Fan couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he received this thought.

After a moment's pause, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

It seems that the time to understand the rules and laws of this world can be saved. His mind was moving, and his will was already attached directly to the puppet. In an instant, the puppet is his body, and he is the puppet's will.

Using the puppet's eyes, perception, and body to sense this heaven and earth, he instantly locked onto the nearest Dacheng quasi-saint-level beast. This Dacheng quasi-saint-level beast is relative to a puppet. Powerful close to a small realm. But. As I said before, after all, it is a strange beast with a little lack of reason, even if it is a small realm stronger than this puppet, but because it has many weaknesses, it is no longer delusional for Luo Fan's puppet to defeat him.

Between the slight movements of the mind. The puppet was shaken. The surrounding space-time shakes and distorts. Then his entire body flew straight into the air and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was already above a swamp tens of thousands of miles in circumference. This swamp was covered with a thick black fog. There are thousands of poisonous gases in it. There are a lot of strange little creatures in there. If an ordinary creature crashes into it, even a mid-level quasi-saint-level beast will definitely lose its strength due to the invasion of that black mist, and if it lacks strength, it may even lose its ability to resist because of this.

And that Dacheng quasi-saint-level beast was in this black mist.

Luo Fan's puppet was above the void, his hands and feet stretched, and a vast and infinite aura suddenly burst out from his body, overwhelmingly pressing down on the entire swamp below.

As a Dacheng quasi-saint-level being, even if it is just a puppet, its momentum is also incredibly powerful. Translated into substance, this is simply a matter of course.

In an instant, a large expanse of bright red sky pressed down towards the swamp from above. The black mist, under the oppression of this bright red sky, sank directly into the swamp below, and even the body of the swamp was constantly oppressed in the process, constantly sinking.

A roar like a dragon and a tiger suddenly rang out from the depths of the swamp. Then, a violent momentum blasted up from the depths of the swamp, causing the puppet's momentum, which had turned into a bright red canopy, to stagnate suddenly, and then even at a faster speed, the void clicked straight ahead, as if it could not withstand the impact and was about to collapse and collapse.

If this happened in the dream world like the starry sky of the universe where Luo Fan was before, at this moment, the void would definitely collapse and the world shattered. The void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles turned into paste. But here, obviously, it is not the cosmic starry sky of the Nether, but the Holy Land!

A strange world that had a great deal of suppression on Luo Fan at the end of the realm of merging the Dao, so that he could only use various other methods to eliminate this suppression. The stability of the void in this world, the stability of time, and even the great heaven and earth experienced by Luo Fan are not much stronger.

This is enough to twist the void within a radius of tens of thousands of miles into a pulp, although it makes the void make a clicking sound, but in fact, it has not caused even the slightest spatial crack. The void was still unimaginably solid, and there was still no sign of destruction.

The mystery of this holy realm can be seen from this.

Luo Fan saw such a change in his eyes, but he secretly shook his head in his heart. Although this sacred realm is stable in space, it has reached an unimaginable state in time. But it's too much. However, it is too much emphasis on the stability of the two and the stability of the two.

With such a change, although he had no way to find out what was wrong, he felt quite uncomfortable. It's as if something is missing, or something is out of balance.

In contrast, he felt that the spatial stability of Cheng dù and the temporal stability of Cheng dù in that Tianyuan Great Heaven and Earth were more mysterious and more appropriate. Even the fragile space and time of the real Earth Universe are more appropriate than the space and time of this sacred realm.

This thought was just a flash between Luo Fan's mind and mind.

In a flash, Luo Fan had already refocused his attention on the battle in front of him.

The puppet's body raised his hand and turned, and his momentum suddenly collapsed. In an instant, the pitch-black momentum that rushed straight from below was like a baseball, and he slapped straight into the void, blasting out a long mark visible to the naked eye from the void above hundreds of millions of miles, which did not disperse for a long time.

This is one of the weaknesses of the beast. Because of the lack of wisdom, they simply cannot perfectly control their own strength, nor can they perfectly control their own momentum. From this, it is natural to be able to use some small means to lead it directly.

Steer the momentum away. Luo Fan's puppet stepped forward, directly following the traces of momentum, directly into the swamp below, and directly came to the depths of the swamp. I saw the huge beast.

This. It's a crocodile-like beast. It's just that. This crocodile, however, is tens of thousands of times larger than a normal crocodile, entrenched in the depths of the swamp below. Covering almost half of the swamp, every tooth shone like a hill, a sharp cold light.

When the crocodile saw Luo Fan coming, his eyes flashed with blood-red and violent light, and there was a roar like a dragon and a tiger, and a mouth, as if it had transcended time and space, had already taken Luo Fan into its mouth, and suddenly bit down. This bite made the time and space in his mouth seem to turn into substance, and he began to frantically squeeze the qiē wrapped in it.

In an instant, Luo Fan felt as if he was being crushed by countless huge grinding discs, and every cell, every bit of strength, every point of perception, every qiē qiē of the body, seemed to be collapsing, shattering, and dying.

It's really hard to feel like this.

"How did you react so quickly?!" Luo Fan was taken aback, but he was surprised that the strange beast would react so quickly. Originally, the momentum was in the air, and any living creature should have a momentary delay, which was why he took the opportunity to come here directly. However, he didn't expect that the creatures in this holy realm would be so different, and the momentum of the air seemed to have no effect on him, and he actually reacted the moment he appeared, engulfing himself with the most instinctive attack.

However, even so, Luo Fan did not show any worry and fear.

As soon as his mind moved, the puppet's body shook and scattered, as if it were powder, and it was directly slammed by the pressure and disappeared without a trace.

When it reappeared, it was already all the powder that had re-condensed at the center of the crocodile's eyebrows.

This time, his movements were faster than before, without any hesitation, without any stagnation, and he raised his hand and slapped it directly on the crocodile's eyebrows. In an instant, the powerful and incomparable power suddenly poured into the center of the eyebrows, and went straight to the center of the eyebrows, frantically impacting the crocodile's weak intelligence.

The crocodile's body was always powerful, but its intelligence was much worse than that of ordinary monks. Being hit like this, he couldn't bear it in an instant, the divine light in his eyes was gone, his whole body trembled wildly, and his mouth let out a terrifying roar, as if he had been hit by an unimaginable impact.

At this moment, a bright red river suddenly appeared above the puppet's head, and then it turned and thrust, directly into the crocodile's eyebrows.

Then, the whole huge crocodile, even tens of thousands of miles in circumference, disappeared without a trace, leaving only a huge and incomparably empty hole in the depths of this swamp.

But it was the crocodile that was directly swallowed into the strange universe that opened up inside the long river of that era.

"I finally succeeded, and I almost fell short...... Luo Fan let out a long sigh, and a look of happiness appeared on his face.

Fortunately, this crocodile's spiritual wisdom is not very strong, if it is as powerful as a normal monk, and is still awake when the long river of his era is poured in, it only needs to struggle slightly, and it can break free from the long river - because the strength is greatly suppressed, the power of the long river of this era cannot be perfectly exerted at all, and it is impossible to completely swallow the monk of the quasi-saint level of the great success as easily as in the time of the battle......

Thinking so in his heart, his figure had already left the small world that had been carved out of the puppet's body, but appeared outside the puppet's body, and the long river of the times also returned to his head.

"About 10 days to go. Slightly measuring the time that the huge crocodile could support, Luo Fan already had a judgment.

With his legs curled, he sat cross-legged directly in the air, in the protective circle of this puppet, his eyes slightly closed, his mind was immersed in the universe inside the long river of that era, and he began to control the changes in the inner universe, and carried out a crazy attack on the huge crocodile that was swallowed into it.

The crocodile is incomparably powerful, and the power that can be exerted between the void of the universe is even more terrifying, as soon as he raises his hand and foot, the void is shattered, the stars are shattered, and the divine power of the Dacheng quasi-saint level can be unscrupulously swayed, looking at its joyful demeanor, maybe it has never exerted its strength so vividly and unscrupulously in its life.

Seeing him so happy, Luo Fan also rejoiced - in this way, it had no possibility of being beyond his control.

Ten days flashed by, on this day, Luo Fan's body shook, and the long river of the era trembled, and then the long river of the times became more and more bright red, and its meandering posture became more and more mysterious. And Luo Fan felt that the shackles of his realm weakened again.

In addition, the even greater change is that the rejection and suppression of him by the whole heaven and earth have weakened by an unknown amount in an instant, and although he still exists, the impact on him is many times smaller than before. (To be continued.) )