Heavenly chaos is unpredictable!

Countless powers, giant bulls, and celebrities have found that the way of heaven is unpredictable, and the future has become foggy!

"Hehe, I didn't expect to change the way of heaven. ”

In the thatched house, Bai Fan looked at the suspended portrait, his face still had an indifferent look, and muttered: "It's okay, win in chaos." ”

After the portrait floats, you can see that it is a portrait, and the person in the painting is fluttering and peerless.

The eyebrows are the same as the Yuan Shi Tianzun of Yujing Mountain, but they are not as immortal as the current Yuan Shi Tianzun.

But in fact, the person in this painting is Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Millions of years ago, Bai Fan helped Yuan Shi Tianzun paint this painting. There is also a seal in the upper right corner, and Bai Fan's name in the lower left corner.

They are all used to use people who can't understand the divine pattern now, and there are not many people who can understand it in ancient times.

"Hum~~"

The portrait floated, and there was a burst of fairy energy, and the person in the painting actually came to life and came out of it.

After coming out, the fairy spirit is compelling, and the holy will is full.

With such momentum, if other people see it, even if it is a master of Da Luo, they will have to kneel and prostrate.

But Bai Fan nodded slightly, as if he was looking at his masterpiece.

"Who are you, where are you from, how do you summon this seat?"

Asked three times in a row, each question is as heavy as a thousand pounds, which can crush Mount Tai and suppress the sea.

Bai Fan's face changed slightly, his body shook slightly, his face sank, and he shouted in a low voice: "But what I painted, dare to make it!?"

I saw him raise his hand, and the [Bai Fan] divine pattern in the painting flew out directly, and then like the universe, it was suppressed on the top of the head of the person in the painting.

Yuan Shi's doppelganger's face suddenly changed greatly, and he said in horror: "Who are you? Why can you suppress me!?"

This time, there was no coercion on the question, because the Yuan Shi clones were suppressed!

Bai Fan said: "Bai Fan!"

"Bai Fan !?"

The Yuan Shi clone muttered, as if recalling and thinking about what the name really was and why it was so familiar.

"This name ......," the Yuan Shi clone muttered, "Why is it so familiar, but you can't remember it!?"

This shocked the Yuan Shi clone, because with his cultivation and strength, even if he remembered something in the depths of his memory, as long as he wanted to remember, he could do it.

But now I feel that [Bai Fan] is familiar, but I can't remember it, which is terrible.

When a master faces a weak, he can generally achieve the point of not knowing each other and not recognizing his reputation.

That means that the weak have seen the strong, and then they don't remember it.

The Yuan Shi clone thinks that he is the weak person now, but even if he created this clone, he is not the strongest state, and he should not be considered a weak person.

Who can make a saint [meet and not recognize] and [famous!?

"Can't remember?" Bai Fan smiled, pointed to the two divine patterns [Bai Fan] on the top of the head of the Yuan Shi clone, and said, "They are as heavy as billions of pounds, just above your head." ”

Yuan Shi clone was stunned for a moment, looked up at the two ancient characters of the god pattern in the sky, and then instantly struck like lightning, his body trembled like chaff, and his face was frightened.

"White, white, white...... Bai Fan...... Shizu ...... "The beginning of the doppelganger is difficult.

He looked at Bai Fan again, his eyes were frightened and puzzled, and then he prostrate on the ground and said, "The disciple has seen the ancestor. ”

There are many generations in the fairy world, and it is also very chaotic. Even if there are several generations apart, calling oneself a "disciple" is respect, not an apprentice.

All the people under Bai Fan's sect, even if they have passed countless generations, can call themselves [disciples].

Bai Fan stood in front of the table, stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently: "Get up, you know, I hate kowtow worms the most." ”

The Yuan Shi clone immediately got up, looked at Bai Fan, and said with doubts: "Ancestor, how have you changed?"

Bai Fan said: "You don't inquire about my business." ”

Yuan Shi's body immediately trembled, and he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Patriarch, the disciple knows that he is wrong. ”

Bai Fan said: "Tell me, there was a catastrophe 100,000 years ago, what happened?"

"I don't know. ”

"Wow~~"

The word "Bai Fan" was suppressed, and the Yuan Shi clone suddenly screamed, and his body was about to crack.

He hurriedly said, "Ancestor, it is rumored that you fell 100,000 years ago, but that catastrophe!?"

Bai Fan's will stopped, and his face became expressionless, although the Yuan Shi clone did not carry Wan Jun, he did not feel relaxed at all.

"Say!"

He turned around and turned his back to the Yuan Shi clone, so that the Yuan Shi clone could not see his expression, and he didn't even dare to use his divine thoughts.

Yuan Shi said: "It is rumored that 100,000 years ago, the flood collapsed, the ancestor fell, and the saints of the world fled from the disaster. Master also escaped from the Three Realms and entered the universe. ”

He looked at Bai Fan's back, cautiously, and didn't speak again.

Bai Fan said: "Why?"

Yuan Shi said bitterly: "The disciple really doesn't know. ”

He was worried that Bai Fan would not believe it and would harm him, so he hurriedly said: "The disciple has been sealed here for thousands of years, and there is already not much energy left. 100,000 years ago, even if it is the ontology, you may not know much, let alone the disciples. ”

100,000 years ago, Bai Fan felt that the Yuan Shi Ontology must have known a lot.

Because Sanqing is already considered to be among the top ten strongest in the universe in the world, if even Yuan Shi doesn't know about his fall, it will be really terrifying!!

As for this doppelganger, Bai Fan could sense it, he really didn't know more.

Bai Fan sighed, he didn't expect the final result to be a busy affair in vain.

Thousands of miles to Taihang, how do you know that this is the situation.

"Master, Master?" the Yuan Shi clone said cautiously: "Disciple ......"

"I have been reincarnated, and I am no longer the same as I used to be. Bai Fan suddenly said: "Cultivation is not a true immortal, what do you do?"

Yuan Shi was stunned for a moment, his eyes were stunned, and he finally realized why he had been feeling wrong. It turned out that his ancestor no longer had the strength to look down on the world at the beginning, but was just a true immortal.

After being stunned for a moment, the Yuan Shi clone fell to the ground again, crying: "The disciple is not filial, so that the ancestor is affected, and I am willing to use this body to help the ancestor." ”

Bai Fan turned around and looked at the Yuan Shi clone deeply.

I saw that the Yuan Shi clone gradually blurred, and finally turned into a little golden light, and returned to that painting.

The word [Bai Fan] in the air is also back to the pen, and everything is calm!

The painting automatically rolled up and fell in front of Bai Fan, where Bai Fan held it in his hand and pinned it to his waist.

"Yuan Shi, I hope I didn't misunderstand you. Bai Fan muttered to himself.

"Knock knock~~"

The water stream seems to be shaking the ground, and it seems that someone is breathing.

The True Immortals and Golden Immortals at the entrance were all in pain, feeling the earth shaking, and feeling that their internal organs were about to be shattered.

Sun Wukong was still comprehending the power of Haoli, and the golden light flashed on his body.

Bai Fan was still in the thatched house, his face did not change, and he stared at the basin in front of him. Gradually water gushed out from the bottom of the basin.

Then a monkey face as small as a jujube appeared in the water. But the face is ugly, like a grimace.

The ghost-faced monkey, he appeared at the door of the thatched hut, knelt on the threshold, and slammed his head on the ground.