I have a cause, and I sow another: by your hand, I will bear a fruit.

The voice of the ethereal old man wafts in the boundless green world.

The sloppy old Taoist priest who came to him was the old Taoist priest who had been shocked in Yang Fan's mind when he was promoted to the seed cultivation stage.

To be precise, he is a mysterious old way that left behind a set of incomplete immortal treasures.

"My name is Ye Fan. The youth emphasized.

"Whether it's Ye Fan or Yang Fan, it's just a code name. Just like me, I have incarnated no less than 3,000 pronouns such as Hongjun, Hongmeng, Taiyi, Taichu, and Daqian. Of course, this can't be compared to your true 'incarnation'. ”

In the sloppy old Taoist priest's expression, there is a piece of freedom.

"It's been tens of thousands of years, and I'm finally awakened, and I'm still one step away from the last step, returning to the original period." What are you looking for from me?"

Ye Fan said lightly.

"The last step, no hurry, no hurry. Don't you forget the most important thing at the moment?"

The sloppy old Taoist priest stroked his beard and smiled.

"How can I forget that for the sake of it, I gave up fighting the Savage Continent with my friends, and even separated from my loved ones for tens of thousands of years. ”

The man named Ye Fan in front of him seems to be a little different from the previous Biwen man, Ao Qinglong, Yang Fei and others, but there is no essential difference.

"Hey, that's good. ”

The sloppy Taoist immortal wind and bones are indifferent, and there is a bit of obscenity between the eyebrows.

In this regard, Ye Fan is accustomed to it.

"Before that, though, I want to really understand that. ”

Ye Fan said suddenly.

"Three. ”

"In the whole big world, there are only three of us left. ”

The voice that originated from the dark and eternal end of chalk appeared in Ye Fan's mind.

"No problem. ”

As soon as the sloppy Taoist priest's mind moved, Ye Fan found that the two of them had entered a dim and manic world.

The whole world is dim and lightless, and everywhere is the source tide of disorder and chaos.

Heaven and earth are in turmoil, and space is shattering like a dream bubble.

The ubiquitous power of destroying the world and destroying the world, breaking out in any region, has a power that is a million times greater than the power of breaking the boundary.

Moreover, this earth-destroying force is still expanding geometrically.

A messy and shattered cosmos interface was revealed in the picture, and Ye Fan suddenly felt a little familiar.

"This is the Seven Realms?"

He exclaimed, and Crispy saw two figures struggling in embarrassment.

One of them was a towering demon, surrounded by terrifying chaotic source power, like a ship that was about to perish at any moment under the storm that swept the entire world.

Shi Qianhan!

Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he said in amazement: "The space of the Seven Realms can last until the end of the great world.

"With your extra care, how can the land of your hometown easily perish in a few realms?"

The sloppy Taoist priest said with a slight mockery.

Ye Fan nodded, controlling the origin of life, he would not let the Seven Realms Universe perish easily.

The other figure struggling was the supreme master of the Upper Three Realms, the Heavenly Emperor Tiangu.

The existence of the two Chaos Heavenly Classes only struggled for a moment, and they were torn to pieces by the gradually violent Chaos Storm, and even the soul heart seal was twisted into particles, which made Ye Fan's heart tremble.

"If the soul heart seal is annihilated, then the living soul is completely dead, and there is no possibility of resurrection. ”

Ye Fan said with palpitations on his face.

The space shuttles rapidly, and only a few chaos-level characters are left in the picture, struggling in the ubiquitous chaos storm.

"Chaos is the most primordial force, and this storm will destroy all inherent order, including space, time, matter, life, and all things......

The sloppy Taoist priest sighed loudly, and there was a little helplessness in his voice.

Yang Fan was silent. Soon, he saw a familiar figure in the universe where the Earth was located, turned into primordial particles under the chaos storm.

"The Wheel Blood Emperor. ”

Ye Fan snorted.

Even if the scientific and technological civilization developed by the earth world reaches the point where it can easily jump in space, or even completely master genes, see through the essence of matter, and even travel through time and space, there is no power to resist under that chaotic storm.

Billions of living races soon fell into pitch black under the foam-like landscape where space burst.

Immediately afterwards, the picture shuttles to the Savage Continent, the origin center of the great world.

On the Savage Continent, there were hundreds of living beings at the beginning, struggling in the face of the chaotic storm, and after only a few moments, there were only six people left.

Those six people are all at the level of God Ancestors.

Ye Fan took a look and knew a few of them: Hu Fei, Wushuang, Qianqiu Wuxi, Yu Wuxuan...

The last few remaining people are all God Ancestors on the Savage Continent, and their strength is more than a cut above the Chaos Heaven Rank.

However, as strong as the Divine Ancestor and the like, under the chaotic storm whose power increased geometrically, it did not last long.

In just a few moments, three or four died.

"Hu Fei! Wushuang" Ye Fan clenched his fists, held his breath, and watched as Hu Fei and Wushuang flew into ashes and annihilated, and then turned into primordial particles.

And before that, the relatives and friends on the reincarnation Star Castle were also annihilated like a bubble, and with Ye Fan's magical powers, the process of all relatives and friends dying without resistance was even shown in his mind.

In the end, the two Divine Ancestors who are still struggling are Qianqiu Wuji and Yu Wuji.

The strength of these two people was beyond Yang Fan's imagination, and they persevered for half an hour longer than the rest of the Divine Ancestors. But in the end, the three major incarnations of Qianqiu Traceless disintegrated, and Yu Wuji's chaotic demonic qi that shocked the Eight Desolations also returned to its original and let out an unwilling roar......

Ye Fan only watched it in horror.

How bleak and terrible is it to watch countless spaces, materials, and living beings, including friends, relatives, and loved ones die one by one?

"Where did we go, and couldn't we stop it?,

Ye Fan took a deep breath.

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled slightly, and with a movement of his mind, the two entered a space where a red black storm devoured the sky and the earth.

"Here is the wind "Xianhong Space"

Ye Fan could vaguely feel the remnants of the Xianhong space from that fragmented world. I saw that in the origin of the immortal space, there were three figures: a Taoist priest with a fairy wind, a resolute man holding a pagoda, and an elegant man with a graceful demeanor.

These three people are sloppy Taoists, Zhang Heng, and Yang Fan.

In the center of the trio, where the Chaos Storm originated, a gray hole that devoured the heavens and the earth and trembled and writhed could be seen.

Three thousand chaotic lights bloomed on the sloppy Taoist priest's body, and he was actually the center of facing the huge chaotic storm.

Zhang Heng's eyes turned into nothingness and silence, a transparent gray light, enveloping the origin of the storm, and even the power of the Origin of Chaos could be devoured.

Yang Fan's arms were spread, and the infinite source of life flashed with thousands of light colors, misty with strange gray, injecting the physical strength of the two.

The last living beings of this great world are actually joining forces to suppress the source of the chaotic storm.

"After all, it won't work, underestimating the power of the apocalypse, even if we can suppress it for a while, but we can't last forever. Even if I tried my best to get two powerful partners, I still couldn't get back. No matter what, I finally got two more companions. ，

The sloppy Taoist priest sighed, and there was deep helplessness in his words.

Tears were faintly visible in the corners of Zhang Heng and Yang Fan's eyes, and their faces were full of grief, and they were also relieved.

At the moment when they gave up, the chaos storm that was ten thousand times more violent engulfed the entire Great Thousand Sumeru Universe in an instant.

In the absolute darkness of the world, only the last peaceful corner remains.

Even if the Chaos Storm was ten thousand times stronger and swept past the three of them, it would not be able to bring substantial damage.

The universe, the last three powerful creatures, is truly immortal, looking down on the eternal!

"Three. ，

"In the whole world, there are only three of us left. ，

Desolate, lonely, helpless, dark...

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