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In the early morning of the next day, it was not yet dawn, and Fan Liuming was still asleep.

Fan Lang was already ready to go, standing in the small courtyard, Zhao Xiaoman, Mo Mengxue, Meng Feihong, Fan Qifu and other family members were all beside him, but Fan Xiaoya did not come.

"Do you have to go?" Meng Feihong asked, biting her lip.

"This place is hidden in an extremely deep alien dimension, and there are layers of enchantments wrapped outside, but as a result, the power of the Creation Demon God still extends here, polluting this pure land. I'm afraid there won't be a clean place in the universe anymore. Fan Lang said.

"So what? In my opinion, it's just that the flowers and plants have turned silver, and it's a big deal that we're living in this environment. You know how tired you have been over the years, and you know how happy you have been these days. Why not just forget about everything outside and live here with us. What creation demon gods, what Nebula Alliance, what universes, don't care. ”

"No, it won't. ”

"Why not?"

"I have an obsession in my heart, and I am determined to fight the creation demon god to the end. ”

"What kind of obsession, I see that you are clearly drilling the horns of the bull, for the so-called first in the universe, you don't even want a wife and children! In the past, when you were a mortal, there were many people in the world who were stronger than you, and now that you are standing at the peak of the martial gods, can't you even accept a person stronger than you? If you can't fight the creation demon god, forget it, except for him, you are already the strongest. ”

"You're wrong, I'm not fighting for the first place. Fan Lang shook his head.

Meng Feihong's eyes were red, and she wanted to continue to persuade, but Zhao Xiaoman next to her stretched out her hand to stop her, and said leisurely: "Forget it, let him go." ”

"What do you mean by forget it, this can also be counted?" Meng Feihong cried.

Fan Lang looked at his tearful wife, and then looked at his sleeping son through the window, at this moment, the thought of giving up flashed, but then became firm again, that obsession is like a sword, there will be no wavering.

"You can live well here. I'm leaving. Fan Lang walked in steps.

Zhao Xiaoman ran after him, grabbed Fan Lang's sleeve, and said, "It's okay to go, but you must come back, we are all here waiting for you." ”

"Yes. Fan Lang responded, but did not look back.

He just left, leaving this home, this safe haven, and returning to the vast universe.

After so many years, the universe has changed even more, and even the void is full of energy called holy energy.

Fan Lang turned on the system and the light spirit, received all kinds of news from the outside world, and mastered all aspects of the dynamics.

In a short period of time, the Dao Court, the Supreme God Alliance, the Buddhist Sect, etc., successively announced their disbandment, and all members joined the Demon God Sect.

Even strong people such as Hongtian Dao Ancestor and Reincarnation Saint have become believers in the Demon God Sect. How can a leader like them easily surrender to others, it seems that they have really been forced to a dead end and have to surrender.

Looking at the entire universe, it has all fallen under the control of the Demon God Sect, and there is almost no place for Fan Lang.

Fan Lang understands that in a normal way, there is no chance of winning at all.

Even the system he relied on or the six demon slaying cannons he could no longer count on.

The only hope now is to become an immortal!

Only the legendary all-knowing and all-powerful immortal has the potential to rise above the Creation Demon God!

Fan Lang next planned to travel around the universe, looking for all clues related to becoming an immortal.

In fact, before this, he had made efforts in this regard, and had also mobilized the Nebula Alliance to help him collect intelligence, but there had been no substantial progress.

Becoming an immortal is originally an ethereal thing, like a mirror.

So far, we can only hope for this.

Fan Lang embarked on this road of searching for immortals and began to travel in the universe, first going to those places related to becoming immortals.

Some places claim to be relics left by immortals, or places where predecessors soared.

Fan Lang went to these places and found that these places had been eroded by the Holy Energy and were no longer what they were before.

......

In the midst of a silvery mountain.

All kinds of silvery plants are thriving, and the silver ethereal veil lingers around them, looking like a fairyland.

There is an ordinary small village in the mountains, Fan Lang put on a cloak, and under the guidance of a villager, he came to the entrance of the village.

"Young man, aren't you looking for the immortals, tell you that the immortals are in our village!

"Okay, then you can take me to him. Fan Lang said.

"The immortal came to our village a few days ago, and when he saw that the flowers and plants around him had turned silver, the immortal said that he had turned the surroundings like this. ”

"Oh. ”

The villagers didn't see the desired change on Fan Lang's face, and they were a little dumbfounded.

When I arrived in the village, I saw a group of people gathered around, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and praying, and in the middle of them, a platform was built, and a middle-aged man who looked like a fairy was sitting on it.

The middle-aged man was wearing a robe, and his appearance was quite immortal, and there was a faint lingering air flow around his body, which was actually formed by Xuan Li, but it was regarded as a miracle by the villagers who didn't know it.

"See, the one on the stage is an immortal!" the villager whispered.

"Okay, then I'll go talk to him. Fan Lang said and strode over.

After approaching the crowd, Fan Lang jumped up and jumped onto the high platform, which caused an uproar among the villagers in the audience.

The "immortals" on the stage raised their eyelids, but they were calm, glanced at Fan Lang up and down, and said in a deep voice: "Bold, just a mortal, dare to take the stage without authorization, and still don't let this immortal retreat!"

"You said you were an immortal?" asked Fan Lang.

"Of course. ”

"Then you teach me how to defeat the Demon God of Creation. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about? ”

"Looks like I've come for nothing. ”

"This immortal is pregnant with an elixir, if you are willing to spend money to buy it, then it will not let you come in vain. ”

"Elixir?"

"You see, this is the elixir. The immortal took out a small gourd and poured out a few pills from it.

Fan Lang could see at a glance that this was not even the most ordinary pill, it was just made of flour and other foods, and it was purely used to deceive people.

"It's a good elixir, I'll buy one. Fan Lang smiled bitterly, turned his palm and changed the currency of this star, and the amount was not small.

When the immortal saw a large amount of money, his eyes lit up, and after taking the money, he gave Fan Lang three so-called elixirs.

Fan Lang swallowed the three elixirs in one gulp, then raised his head and flew up, turning into a streamer and disappearing.

The immortals and the villagers present were dumbfounded, and it took a while to regain their strength.

"Difficult, have I met a real immortal?" sweat flowed from the immortal's forehead, and his whole body softened.

Those villagers didn't know why, they thought that Fan Lang would fly after eating the elixir, and they were even more convinced of the immortals on the stage, and they kowtowed frantically and prayed, praying for the blessing of the elixir.

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