At this time, although the creator still exists, since he has fallen into the mysterious universe opened up inside the banner of the times, it naturally means that the result is doomed, and it means that he has no chance to turn over. In this case, Luo Fan was naturally able to completely relax and say that he had successfully defeated the creator.

The creator is in that mysterious universe, and he is under endless attacks all the time. The creatures condensed in each of these universes are no weaker than Luo Fan, and they are born with destruction, even if they are destroyed, they can completely recover in an instant. In this way, even if the Creator is a quasi-saint with incredible supernatural powers, who can destroy millions of such beings with a single breath, he will definitely be defeated by those countless beings in the end.

Luo Fan sat down cross-legged between the battlefield worlds, and the phantom of the long river above his head flickered slightly, gradually blurred, and finally disappeared without a trace.

With the disappearance of this great river, the feeling that the entire battlefield world was completely under his control completely disappeared, and the entire battlefield world seemed to be brought back under the control of the creator.

It's just that the creator has been incorporated into the universe within the banner of the era at this time, even if this battlefield world has returned to normal, he can't control it, and his connection with this battlefield world is still completely severed, and there is no benefit to his state at this time.

And this battlefield world is full of the remaining forces of Luo Fan and the creator for more than a hundred years of fighting, but in this process, it is still constantly fighting, still evolving infinite armies, and infinite warriors are fighting frantically. It's just that this kind of war, this kind of evolution, is getting weaker and smaller.

It will still take a long time before it finally stops, but it will stop, and it is clear that it has turned into water without a source and a tree without roots.

Except for this battlefield world. In the incomparably vast world of this dream world, the countless meteors that fell from the sky all the time had stopped at this time.

Such a change was simply earth-shattering for the beings in that world, making them wonder if they were in a dream. Even some conspiracy theorists wonder if this is the calm before the storm. What will happen next is a more dramatic change than what had happened in the previous 100 years - in fact, they were not wrong to think so. Next, the entire dream world will be destroyed, wouldn't it be an even more tragic and earth-shattering change?

Luo Fan was suspended in the battlefield world, and the banner of the times above his head was floating above his head. In the midst of that flag, the figure of the Creator was incomparably clear, as if he was exerting all kinds of incredible supernatural powers, revealing the supreme power of the Dacheng quasi-saint.

For all kinds of things in the universe, Luo Fan didn't care much. Just let the universe evolve naturally, and let the power of the universe itself go to war with the creator - he is joining it, and it may eventually reduce the duration of the battle, but whether he joins or not, he will definitely be able to win in the end, so why bother? He is not short of time at this time......

What he was doing was to realize the changes in his body and mind, and to realize the gains he had gained from fighting with the Creator for more than a hundred years.

His Dao realm has improved much compared to the beginning. Although he still hasn't stepped into the realm of detachment, but he can already be regarded as transcending the realm of the Dao, and his body is already filled with a sense of detachment. Already there is not much difference from the detached.

That is to say, at this moment, he can already be regarded as a pseudo-detached. Compared to the true transcendent, it is only less than breaking the shackles of that realm.

"It's a pity. The shackles are too strong to break them. It's incredibly difficult. The true attainment of detachment is still far away. Luo Fan sighed.

He just felt that the power in his body was immense, and almost any point could evolve a complete universe world, and the battlefield world in front of him could even collapse in an instant with some strength, and that vision was much stronger than before. But this qiē seems so false, like a kind of castle erected on the beach, as long as you hit anyone lightly, it will come to naught.

This feeling made him feel both wonderful and helpless.

At this moment, his Dao realm had fallen into what he had encountered in this life, which could be said to be the biggest and strongest bottleneck. Before this bottleneck, the bottlenecks he had experienced in the past were like children playing at home, and they were not enough to see at all. Even this bottleneck has been reduced by a thousand times, which is countless more than the bottlenecks he has encountered in the past.

Because of the existence of this bottleneck, if he wants to improve his Dao realm, it is completely impossible except to completely break it.

From this, it is conceivable that if his Dao realm wants to make further progress, it should be a long time later. Therefore, what he wanted to do at this time was to begin to re-realize his many supernatural powers and many methods of opposing the enemy, so that he could exert stronger power with the same Dao Realm at this time, so as to face the more and more difficult challenges in the future.

As a path of detachment, the further back you go, the more difficult it will be to move forward.

At this moment, he has passed this dream world, and there are still six levels waiting for him to challenge in the back. If these six levels are all dream worlds, then the creatures who do these six dream realms will at least be the beings of the Dacheng quasi-saint level, and only in this way can these six levels form enough pressure on him, so that he can finally break through and become a true transcendent.

And the Dacheng quasi-saint level of the storage zài, even the worst Dacheng quasi-saint, purely in terms of strength, is able to form a crushing effect on Luo Fan. Even if Luo Fan has the mysteries of the times as support, it is by no means a simple matter to defeat them. Even, whether or not you can succeed in the end depends largely on luck.

Under such circumstances, the next challenge that Luo Fan had to accept would make him die without a place to bury him if he was not careful, and his hundreds of millions of years of cultivation would be ruined. How could he not be cautious, how could he not work hard to use his own mysteries, work hard to perfect his supernatural powers, and strive to exert stronger strength with the same Dao realm?

The entire battlefield world fell into calm as a result.

Time flies, and 10,000 years pass in the blink of an eye.

In the intervening 10,000 years. The entire battlefield world has gradually calmed down, and above this battlefield world, Luo Fan closed his eyes and knees and hovered above the void, and above his head, a bright red flag was suspended like a floating one.

The bright red banner on the flag. There is a figure alive in the activity. It's just that. Compared to 10,000 years ago, this figure is already wolf bèi many times larger, his body is in tatters, and the aura around his body is up and down. It seems like it could crash at any moment. And the look on his face was boundless irritability, faintly mixed with an inexplicable despair.

On this day, Luo Fan, whose eyes had been closed for 10,000 years, suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, two bright red rays of light flashed from the depths of his eyes. The entire battlefield world was shrouded in a bright red light in an instant.

Under this bright red light. The countless armies and warriors that had evolved from the power that existed at the bottom of the battlefield world suddenly stagnated, and then all the armies and warriors collapsed at the same time, and the whole process was incomparable, as if these armies and warriors were nothing more than a pile of mud and sand, and the process of collapse did not even have any explosion shock waves.

These armies and warriors collapsed and turned into free energy, gradually dispersed, and merged into the vitality between the voids, so that the vitality of the battlefield world gradually increased.

Judging from the increase rate of this vitality, if this battlefield world can survive in the future. It must be an extremely rare treasure trove of life, capable of giving birth to an extremely large number and variety of lifeforms, and may even become a holy place for spiritual practice.

Obviously, though. It's just a delusion. No matter how much this battlefield world is changed by Luo Fan's supernatural powers, it is only a part of a dream, as long as the dreamer wakes up, this world will naturally collapse.

Luo Fan's eyes rolled slightly. That bright red glow disappeared in an instant. The entire battlefield world is back to normal. Of course, it is naturally impossible for those armies and warriors who have collapsed and disappeared to regroup.

His mind moved. A bright red river that existed in his mind and mind appeared outside his body, and instantly coincided with the banner of the times above his head.

Then, tens of millions of powers evolved from the power of the near-source of power in his body, constantly rushing out of his body and constantly merging into the bright red river suspended above his head.

At the same time, with the integration of these tens of millions of forces into the bright red long river, there is also the banner of the times that has made countless contributions before, allowing him to defeat many opponents. At this time, the big banner seemed to be like ice and snow meeting the sun, constantly melting, as if it was crushed and taken away by the bright red river like an ordinary river carrying away the sediment bit by bit.

With this change, the bright red river became more and more real, and there was gradually a supreme and irresistible, controllable breath on it, as if the entire universe of heaven and earth, and even the Great Dao could not be separated from its control, and it was about to be overtaken by it.

This aura grew to the extreme at the moment when the entire banner and all the power emitted by Luo Fan were completely integrated into it.

And the universe inside the banner of that era seems to have become a wave on the bright red river, like a drop of water, and the creator who was originally almost omnipotent seems to be struggling to survive in that wave, within the droplet.

Luo Fan's mind moved slightly, this bright red river changed slightly, its curved form changed slightly, and the entire battlefield world underwent earth-shaking changes.

In an instant, heaven and earth repeatedly, and the things that originally existed in the battlefield world were completely mixed together in an instant, forming a gray mass, like a chaotic state of creation. After this thing was formed, it exploded in an instant, as if it had opened the world, and directly formed a boundless and vast universe.

This universe is so vast that at first glance it seems to be indistinguishable from the Earth universe. There are also countless river systems, countless formations, countless planets, and even faintly see a stream of vitality being born, growing, declining, and dying from this huge universe.

The whole universe seems so real that it is impossible to see that it was a completely different appearance before.

And above this universe, Luo Fan and the bright red river overrode it in an incomparably mysterious way. That long river is even more inconceivable to overwhelm this universe, as if every qiē of the entire universe corresponds to this long river, and is completely controlled by this long river.

This universe is constantly expanding, and the speed at which you expand is many times faster than the expansion rate of the normal universe.

Just a few breaths in between. It has gone through the process of 5.6 billion years of the real universe.

When after a few breaths. After this universe expanded to a hundred times larger than when it first came out, the long river turned again, and the entire universe suddenly contracted, and in just a few breaths, it contracted again into the original gray mass. It seems to be a state of chaos, but it is far from being a strange product of a state of chaos.

After that, there was another round of groundbreaking.

A new universe is born, expanding, contracting. Death.

In this way, the cycle of birth and death of the universe is going on again and again under the changes of the long river, and countless mysterious universes are constantly created by Luo Fan.

The vast majority of these universes are the appearance of the cosmic void of the earth universe, but many of them are round in the sky, and they look like the appearance of the desolate heaven and the earth and the great heaven and earth. Moreover, even the universe that looks like the Earth universe is very different from each other. The breaths in that universe are all different, strange, and have their own characteristics. Each has its own mysteries.

This cycle lasted billions of times, and after each cycle was compressed into an instant, Luo Fan exhaled a long breath and stopped this evolutionary cycle of cosmic birth and death.

"Finally, I was completely in control, but fortunately, it was condensed by my own strength. Otherwise, it would take a thousand times longer to complete. Luo Fan exhaled a long breath, a satisfied smile on his face.

The bright red river above his head shook slightly, and a world with a round sky appeared in front of him.

The world looked like the battlefield world he had first stepped into, and even the aura of life on it. It's exactly the same as it was back then, as if the world was going backwards.

Create zào life. For the cultivation of the normal Innate Great Luo, it is just a simple matter, not to mention that Luo Fan, who had just achieved the Immortal Dao and started to create people, according to the residual imprint of this dream world, it was just a matter of movement for him. Coupled with the power of this bright red river above his head, even the universe can be born and destroyed at will, and it doesn't even need to waste half of his energy to create these countless creatures.

Those creatures who had completely lost what impact Luo Fan's battle with the Creator had caused them were shocked and wondered, this Luo Fan naturally didn't care.

At this time, he turned his gaze to a wave in the bright red river.

In the midst of the waves, a wolf bèi unbearable figure was frantically resisting some attack, as if even his own divine soul power had been extracted to face the enemy, and even the source of life had been almost consumed.

That person is the creator of this dream world, and he is also the Dacheng quasi-saint that Luo Fan needs to overcome.

At this moment, he was obviously almost running out of oil, and even if Luo Fan didn't care about him, he wouldn't be able to support it for long.

"I didn't expect that after persisting for 10,000 years, there would be such power, but this person is much stronger than the master of the previous dream world. Luo Fan sensed the power of the Great Quasi-Saint, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Who are you?!You are not my creation!" Suddenly, the Dacheng Quasi-Saint roared, his voice full of anger and doubt.

"I admire your arrogance, so I can answer this question. Luo Fan sighed and said.

The long river of Dao Ming Red above his head was realized by him according to the Dao Realm after he had progressed at this time, and in this realm, he was able to give full play to his power combination from the trend of the times. It can be seen from the fact that the previous long river was able to directly dissolve the banner of that era into it, and the power of the long river of this era is more powerful than the banner of that era, and it is not as powerful as one or two times, but thousands of times more powerful!

It can be said that this bright red river is a long river of the times, which is closer to the trend of the times than the banner of the times.

Such a mysterious river of the times, almost omnipotent, to transmit Luo Fan's voice to the creator of it, it is naturally as easy as a finger.

Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, the Dacheng Quasi-Sage was suddenly shocked and shouted, "Who are you?!"

"You know that you are the creator of this world, so do you know where you were and what kind of existence you were before you created this world?" Luo Fan sighed.

The Dacheng quasi-saint couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Luo Fan's words. There was a change of expression on his face. The way it changed was so complicated that I can't describe it in words. Obviously, he was seriously thinking about Luo Fan's question.

In the process of his thinking, Luo Fan also cooperated very well to stop the infinite attacks that evolved from the long river of that era, waiting for this Dacheng quasi-saint to think clearly. As for whether he deliberately made a thoughtful look to delay time so that he could have time to recover his strength, it didn't matter to Luo Fan at all—the power of this era was thousands of times stronger than that of the era banner, even if he recovered his peak?

After a while, this Dacheng quasi-saint Fang sighed long: "It turns out that this is just a dream. ”

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