The promotion of the Immortals was not as earth-shattering as imagined, but rather mediocre.

I only saw three kinds of light turning into gray light, slowly sinking into Yuan's body, and the promotion ended like this.

Although there is no earth-shattering scene, the three of them found that Yuan, who was sitting on a big stone in the waterfall, had become ordinary, no different from a mortal, and if he threw it into the blade circle, he would not be able to find that kind at all.

"Done?" asked Qian Yuxi.

Mo Xiaotian nodded: "His identity is very special, the founder of the neighborhood committee, even if no one knows who he is, but that power of faith has existed for hundreds of years, and now he is absorbing this power of faith to improve his strength." ”

Jian Changkong also understood Mo Xiaotian's identity, and after listening to the other party's words, he also asked a question: "So...... What is the strength of the immortals?"

Mo Xiaotian thought for a while and said, "With a single blow, you can completely wipe out an island country, and with all your strength, several earths will not be a problem." ”

Qianyuxi, Sword Changkong: "!!"

"That's not right!" Qian Yuxi asked: "If you can destroy several planets with all your strength, then what's going on in the Mythical Age?" Let's take Sun Wukong as an example, he has a brain in the Heavenly Palace, I don't think it is possible to spare spare strength, right?"

Mo Xiaotian nodded and replied: "The earth in the mythological era, you can understand that the air is all aura, and the mass of the entire planet can be said to be thousands of times that of the current one, or even tens of thousands of times, but since the disappearance of the immortals, everything is fading and dying. ”

The two nodded in understanding.

......

......

Time flies in a hurry, in reality, a year has passed quickly, since the last dimension was promoted to the immortal, Mo Xiaotian took it away, presumably it should be taken to be the vanguard, fight a few demons to practice hands, and delay for a while in the future.

As for Qian Yuxi and the others, they did not interrupt the opening plan of Xiuzhen Academy because of Mo Fan's retreat.

Everything is going on as normal, but ...... Mo Fan rarely appears in the real world, and the appointment has been postponed, and the last time he appeared was for the sake of the world's martial arts competition.

At that time, Mo Fan played three games, each of which was a single blow against hundreds of opponents, winning the title of world No. 1 for the country, and at the same time putting a veil of mystery on his own strength.

In a year's time, the establishment of Qianqiu Pavilion was completed, and Mo Fan only showed his face once at the opening ceremony, and then he no longer appeared.

Although he appears less and less, in the world, the topic of him has never stopped.

Whether it is all the planning strategies in the game, or the operation of the Qianqiu Group, under the care of Qian Yuxi and He Shanshan, everything seems to be in order, according to what Mo Xiaotian said, now Mo Fan's merit power is already as wide as a galaxy, and when the time comes, the strength of the immortal is estimated to be dozens of times higher than Yuan.

The power of merit in the area of a galaxy, of course, is not only what a small earth can provide, in the world of Mo Fan, He Shanshan packaged Mo Fan as a faith, and then developed it to the beginning of various civilizations, and then developed the time schedule, the power of merit is like making a rocket, slowly rising, occasionally a few miracles, the original scientific school, but also slowly transformed into a faith school.

At this time...... Mo Fan is kneeling cross-legged in the Temple of Time, he has been here for more than fifty years, among them, in addition to cultivation, it is actual combat, although his age has not changed much, but his mentality has become more and more calm, he knows how to analyze calmly, understand the battle situation and so on.

"Brother, you are a little close to the Immortal, do you want to take a break?" He Shanshan persuaded on the side, Mo Fan had reached the realm of the Nine Rank Venerable Monarch under her guidance and endless resources, as for the Qianling Venerable and the Gluttonous Venerable, they had already broken through to the Immortal very early on, and followed Mo Xiaotian to fight guerrilla warfare, and in the entire time temple, he and He Shanshan were left, as well as ...... A pile of high-grade spirit stones that can't be seen.

"It's almost a bit like that anyway, so let's go ahead. Mo Fan opened his eyes and said: "After all, I haven't really inherited the identity of the Lord God of Time yet, and there are still a few months to go, and they are about to come out, so it's better to hurry up." ”

“

Brother, in a few hours, it will be Xiao Qingxue's first birthday. He Shanshan held back for a while, and then said.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered.

Thinking of Qian Yuxi and his daughter who came to see him frequently, Mo Fan always retained a sense of guilt in his heart, for him, but for more than fifty years, he has not really taken care of Xiao Qingxue a few times, nor has he compensated Yuxi for a few romantic dates, and even ...... Even the wedding was postponed.

"Okay, just give yourself a day off. Mo Fan stood up and said.

He stretched his waist, and there was a crackling sound like a bean in his body.

Then he pushed open the door and walked out of the temple gate.

Outside, it was Mo Fan's room, it was already dark at this time, and the full moon hung high in the sky.

"Brother, we're celebrating at your brother's house, come quickly. The projection version of He Shanshan came out and said.

Mo Fan nodded, glanced at his room, his eyes were full of nostalgia, he hadn't lived here for a long time, but he was always spotless.

He easily summoned his eyes of time to take a look at the past.

Every day, Qian Yuxi, Xiao Qi, He Shanshan, and his parents take turns to help him clean his room.

Mo Fan couldn't help but be moved, and at the same time, the pressure in his heart was even heavier.

He recalled the previous videos of Mo Xiaotian from the front line, and the three seniors, with the blessing of Mo Xiaotian, fought against the endless immortal demon.

Several times, the three of them almost died, if it weren't for Mo Xiaotian, even if he appeared to teleport, I am afraid that he would have died early.

Mo Fan once asked how many immortal-level demons there were, and Mo Xiaotian replied, "Fifty thousand!"

How many demons were killed in that year's guerrilla warfare?

"Two hundred!"

That's not even a percent percentage, and it's achieved with all kinds of auxiliaries and near-deaths.

When they break through the galaxy with no signs of life, those demons will be like locusts transiting, wherever they go, there will be no armor left, they will not be able to fight a war of attrition, the only hope is to wait for Mo Fan to inherit the identity of the Lord God of Time, master the true law of time origin, and reverse all this!

Because of this, seeing that the family cared so much about him, Mo Fan felt a little heavier pressure in his heart.

He calmed down, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, put aside the unpleasantness and distractions in his heart, opened the door of the small world, and stepped in.

(End of chapter)