Twin martial arts

Tianhun is dead!

Even if he borrowed the Dao fruit at his peak, it wouldn't work.

Facts have proved that Tianhun has been bragging that he is still in the realm of the gods, but he has not really reached the realm of gods.

and.

It's just the Nine Realms, but it's true that he has seen the threshold of the gods.

"boom!"

Tianhun was torn into several pieces by Lin Fan's hands, and then all the fragments were captured by Lin Fan. With a big hand, Tianhun was completely dead. He died in Lin Fan's hands. Not even a strand of soul escaped.

But what about killing all the enemies?

Those people never came back.

Lin Fan stood in the boundless starry sky, overlooking this dilapidated and decaying boundless universe.

Today, he can be called the strongest in this era.

But it didn't work.

"what"

Lin Fan was mourning, those memories, those past events, those bits and pieces came to his heart, it was too painful and painful.

Lin Xi, that was his own daughter, and he had never hugged her once since he was a child.

Even after the reunion, they only get together less and leave more, and they never stay long at all.

But now, he can pick the stars with the sun and the moon in his hands, and as a result, he can no longer find a trace of familiar life fragments. Nine Heavens can kill demons, even gods, let alone mere ants and sentient beings?

And Rakshasa——

After thousands of years of farewell, after a short reunion, it turned out to be a farewell, never to be seen again, only a strand of blood-stained clothes flew up, and then was strangled to pieces by the strong wind.

so many.

Brothers, women, parents, children.

Only Xiao Nuo survived and was dying.

"Father."

Xiao Nuo struggled, he managed to get up from the coffin, his eyes were tearful and swollen.

Lin Fan was also looking at him: "Am I wrong?"

Xiao Nuo was silent: "World war, revenge, where is there right or wrong?"

"Am I right?" Lin Fan asked again.

He seemed to be asking Xiao Nuo, but in fact, it was more like talking to himself.

"Father, I'm leaving." Xiao Nuo said with a hint of sadness and reluctance.

"No!"

Lin Fan was furious and shouted: "Are you going to leave me? Who dares to accept you? God? I'm killing God!"

Lin Fan was really hysterical, and he completely changed himself. When he got angry, the sky fell and the earth fell, and all spirits trembled.

"I'm going to find my way, my way."

Xiao Nuo explained that it wasn't that he was going to die, but that he was going to find his own way.

Lin Fan fell silent slightly.

"I feel that I'm not me." Xiao Nuo frowned: "I seem to have had a terrible past life, and I'm going to find everything I have, or take everything I've been taken away from me."

If Lin Fan hadn't been possessed.

He could understand the meaning of Xiao Nuo's words.

But now, he was a little dazed, his eyes were full of struggle and distortion, as if he was thinking hard.

"Father, it may not be impossible for the dead to reappear. Who in this world would dare to assert that reincarnation is false?"

Xiao Nuo's eyes lit up: "I want to find reincarnation, step into the Nine Nethers to break through the sky, and I want to resurrect my mother and younger siblings."

These words made the silent Lin Fan's eyes sparkle with interest.

"Father, you have to promise."

Xiao Nuo was very reluctant, but finally kowtowed and left.

Kneel three times and knock nine times.

Lin Fan was still frowning, until Xiao Nuo's back completely disappeared into the starry sky, he suddenly thought of something, the hand that was so pale that there was no trace of blood stretched out, but it could only scratch in the void, and finally hung down powerlessly.

The magic coffin flew over, and Lin Fan sank into the coffin.

From this day on, no one in the two realms knew of Lin Fan's whereabouts.

The two worlds merge into one.

Thousands of years passed.

There are many myths in the two realms.

People of later generations know that in prehistoric times, there was an undefeated Son of Heaven who swept everything.

From the tiniest point, to the realm of chaos.

His experience is too legendary.

In fact, if it weren't for the ruins of the Shenting, if there were not those broken walls and ruins to prove, this behemoth that once ruled the heavens in a small step did exist.

It will make people doubt the existence of that legend.

Of course, all kinds of information about Lin Fan were also dug out.

The court of God is immortal.

There are still members of Shenting who survived by luck.

These people are all legends and myths under the starry sky at this time, and they are mostly admired and yearned for by people in the three thousand worlds.

It's just that none of the surviving gods are willing to talk about that person.

Whenever someone mentions it, they will cry and kowtow to the ground, that is true prostration.

Moreover, if someone dared to say that the person was dead, there would be a big mess.

There used to be ambitious people who believed that the two realms could be connected to rule the world, and they did so.

As a result, the Shenting, which the world thought was gone, suddenly rose up.

That's a million soldiers!

With just a cup of tea, the starry sky was flattened, and all careerists who tried to command the two worlds and enslave the two worlds died!

This lets people know.

The court of God is immortal.

The fire is still there.

There is indeed no overlord level power in this world.

But these gods are still in charge of the world for Lin Fan, managing and monitoring the world in a way that they are detached from the outside world.

Everyone also knew that these millions of soldiers were waiting for that person's return.

On a bloody ship.

A desolate figure sat on the magic coffin.

He is clearly on the giant ship, but it seems to be hundreds of millions of miles away.

He is tortured.

"You once called me king and my wife queen, and I wonder why."

Lin Fan was very cold, he grabbed the huge skeleton in the blood-colored wooden barrel, his eyes were too piercing and blood-red.

This huge skeleton was at least in the eighth realm, but under Lin Fan's gaze, it seemed to be about to explode.

"I was wrong, I should call you emperor and respect."

The skeleton said: "You have come this far, I can't say anything more, I just know that my mission is over."

"What do you mean?" Lin Fan frowned.

"Thirty giant ships drifting in the boundless void, just waiting for the Lord Demon Emperor to come." The skeleton said, and then laughed, he turned into pitch-black demon blood in an instant.

At the same time, all the blood-colored wooden barrels on the blood-stained ship suddenly burst open. Countless pitch-black blood was too viscous, but if there was life, it was squirming and then came towards Lin Fan. Lin Fan covered and shrouded.

"Uh"

pain.

pain!

Lin Fan felt that he was being dismembered.

"Father, you are so ruthless."

Qingyue's eyes were gloomy: "Why didn't you gods bear such a big event, and didn't your gods go out to fight? Why did you choose him?"

Thor is very innocent and speechless: "How can you be sure that we chose him? Why don't you say that he chose us?"

"What do you mean?" Qingyue's beautiful eyes suddenly wrinkled.

Mengshen came over: "Girl, there are some things that I can't talk about right now, and you don't understand, everyone thinks that Lin Fan is just our flag, but in fact, who is not a chess piece?"

Qingyue was silent, she looked into the distance.

The whole family is there.

Everyone is there.

Not a single one.