Wang Lin nodded, in order to resurrect Li Muwan, he borrowed the delimiting compass, and with that crazy plan, he didn't expect that in the end, it would still fall short. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Taking a deep breath, he forgot that there was a trace of bitterness on his face, originally he didn't believe in fate, but this time, he actually had a feeling of being played with by fate.

"To resurrect Li Muwan, do you need the origin of the boundary of the delimiting compass?" Fang Xiaofan looked at Wang Lin and said solemnly.

"Yes, this is my method, to resurrect my wife with the origin of the boundary of the delimiting compass, but it's a pity that ....." Wang Lin sighed, the origin of the world is Fang Xiaofan in front of him, take out the origin of the world from him, then ......., Wang Lin shook his head and did not continue to think about it.

"The origin of the delimiting compass, is it me?" Fang Xiaofan raised his head, looked like Wang Lin, and said slowly. In the novel, Wang Lin kills Tianyunzi to obtain a realm of origin in him, thus resurrecting Li Muwan. Fang Xiaofan looked at Wang Lin and had a crazy idea, in order to complete the task, maybe there was only one way.

Wang Lin nodded, slowly stood up, but did not speak, Fang Xiaofan is the origin of this realm, the key to resurrecting Li Muwan. It's just that Wang Lin tried and failed, Fang Xiaofan's strength was stronger than him, and it was almost impossible to obtain a realm of origin from him. What's more, the world is about to collapse, and the last chance has been lost.

"If I give you a realm of origin now, is it too late?" Fang Xiaofan asked, with a solemn look in his eyes. He wants to resurrect Li Muwan and complete the task of the novel world, which is the last resort. And before entering this novel world, the system did not say that death would be wiped out or anything like that, at most it was just a reduction in IQ, and the impact on the other party Xiaofan would not be great. Because of the level of inspiration, the current Fang Xiaofan's IQ can be said to be against the sky. And it may only be the virtual world that will be affected, the real real world, and it will most likely not have any impact.

Listening to what Fang Xiaofan said, Wang Lin was directly stunned, "Give me a realm of origin, then you ......" Wang Lin, who had always wanted to resurrect Li Muwan, heard Fang Xiaofan say this, and there was also a trace of hesitation in his heart.

"Yes, for some reason, resurrecting Li Muwan is also one of my goals." Fang Xiaofan nodded and said, if he took the initiative to give the origin of the first realm to Wang Lin, then Li Muwan would indirectly resurrect herself, which means that the task could be completed, and the only way at this time was also the last way.

"What?" Wang Lin looked at Fang Xiaofan, he really couldn't imagine that resurrecting Li Muwan was actually one of Fang Xiaofan's goals, but sacrificing himself, the price was too great.

The wind was whirring and raging, there were more and more broken spaces, and the Ancient God Realm was shaking even more, and it shouldn't be long before the final collapse.

"But I have one request, I know that the consciousness does not dissipate immediately after death. After resurrecting your wife, with my divine consciousness, I want to feel it, and this is my last request. Fang Xiaofan said slowly, in fact, he didn't have much bottom in his heart, but if his divine sense could feel it, he could rest assured.

"Master, I can keep your divine consciousness immortal, but ......" Wang Lin said, his heart was still full of doubts, he didn't understand, and he didn't understand, this is not like the style of a cultivator.

It's just that before Wang Lin's words were finished, he was interrupted by Fang Xiaofan.

"I have plans to be a teacher, and besides, I have the ability to delimit the instrument spirit of the compass, and if the demarcation compass is destroyed, I'm afraid I'm ....... it."

At this moment, the Ancient God Realm shook even more violently.

"Wang Lin, remember, agree to the teacher's request." Fang Xiaofan said, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Slowly closed his eyes, the breath in his body flowed retrograde, and the Yuan Shen Divine Consciousness began to withdraw from the main body. With the withdrawal of the Yuan Shen, Fang Xiaofan's body actually had some cracks. Under the fierce wind, the cracks became bigger and bigger, and Fang Xiaofan's body turned into countless powders, floating in the air, mixed with the dust in the air.

At the same time that Fang Xiaofan's body turned into countless powders, several golden auras spread out on it, and among them, there was a gray qi that flew out.

The direction of those several breaths was the bridge at the junction between the primeval god realm and the heavens. Strange to say, the entire primeval god realm was about to collapse, and the bridge was unharmed, but the end did not know where it led.

Wang Lin sighed, and shook the golden aura with his right hand, and the gray aura made him float into the illusory.

Under Wang Lin's grasp, the golden aura continued to condense and shrink into a fist-sized air mass. The air mass has changed color at this moment, and it is extremely beautiful. However, if you look closely, you will find that there is still a trace of gold on it, and that is also deliberately left by Wang Lin, a trace of Fang Xiaofan's divine sense.

"Master." Wang Lin looked at the air mass in his hand and muttered, he once heard his master say that the Tao he comprehended was one of the ways of "righteousness", and I am afraid that it is because of this that he has today's behavior.

Taking a deep breath, no longer delaying the few moments, Wang Lin waved his left hand in the void, and suddenly a coffin appeared in front of him. The woman in the coffin, serene and serene, as if asleep, contrasted sharply with the whirring wind here.

"Wan'er, it's my master who resurrects you, Fang Xiaofan." Wang Lin stroked the woman in the coffin, leaving tears in his eyes, these tears were shed for Li Muwan, for Fang Xiaofan, and even for himself.

"Thousands of years!" Wang Lin showed a soft color on his face, and gently pressed the nine-colored air mass in his hand on Li Muwan's eyebrows. The nine-colored qi mass was integrated into Li Muwan's body, but that golden aura was still in Wang Lin's hands.

Wang Lin looked at Li Muwan, looking very nervous, stroking that beautiful face and muttering to himself. Ren countless winds blew his face, but they couldn't blow away the tears in his eyes.

"Wan'er, I'm your husband, I want you to open your eyes and wake up!" Wang Lin looked up to the sky and roared, and his voice seemed to overshadow the howling wind.

"Don't cry." At the moment when Wang Lin raised his head, a jade hand slowly raised and stroked Wang Lin's face.

Wang Lin's whole body was shocked, a smile appeared in his mouth, and the golden aura in his hand unfolded in front of Li Muwan.

"Master, Wan'er, he's come back to life." Wang Lin said with a smile, as if facing the golden aura.

The breath seemed to have some sense, and it flickered.......

(To be continued.) )