Chapter 1045

Just as soon as he disappeared in this universe, the universe was completely restored to its normal appearance, even more powerful and more stable than before.

Even in the dark, the road has become stronger and stronger in nature.

"It's running fast. Wait a second. Newer and stronger clones will appear. It's a pity." Luo fan's voice sounds leisurely in the universe.

There was a pity in the voice.

Of course, Luo fan is the one who talks. His present pity is a real pity.

At that moment, doushenzi took advantage of the shock caused by the destruction of the replica, and directly took advantage of the fragility of the cosmic rules where the cracks were located, and directly broke through the universe. At this moment, doushenzi was already separated from the three-dimensional seal script and could not be kneaded by him at will.

If he had waited a little longer, until he had adjusted the universe, the universe would have become complete and complete again, and the identical replica of doushenzi would have reappeared.

At that time, even if doushenzi is much stronger than before, and even can easily destroy his original identical copy, the overall situation will not be much different from that before. Because the new copy is still the same as he is now. It is still as terrible as he is now, and they are still on the same level with each other.

The reason why Luo fan felt that it was meaningless to fight again, and there would not be too much harvest. It was just that he was too familiar with the fighting God son before, so familiar that he could not produce any spiritual touch when he fought. Under such circumstances, what he wants to gain from his battle is naturally meaningless to continue fighting.

But now, doushenzi has made such great progress, and all magical means have been changed completely. For him, it has become fresh again. If he continues to fight, he can get a new touch, which naturally has many benefits for him. In this way, he certainly hopes to continue to fight.

In this way, doushenzi is out of control. Where can he not feel pity?

Unfortunately, after Luo fan sighed, turned his head and saw that the son of the God of fight was standing in front of him not far away, looking at him with a very inexplicable look.

There is inquiry in the eyes, there is unbelievable, there is a very strange suddenly, there is a more alert.

However, no matter how deeply Luo fan studied, there was no hostility in it.

"Doushenzi Daoyou doesn't seem to resent me. Why is that? " When Luo fan came to this state, he would not be afraid of friars. Naturally, he would say what he thought and asked his doubts directly.

Normally speaking, when a monk has been imprisoned for nearly a hundred years, he is in a dilemma to challenge himself who seems to be unable to overcome. That kind of encounter will surely lead to hatred in life.

But all this did not happen in front of the fighting God son.

Looking at the appearance of doushenzi, it seems that the dangerous experience of nearly a hundred years ago does not exist at all. How can Luo fan not be surprised?

Doushenzi looked at Luo fan, who raised his hand to move the three-dimensional seal script to his side and turned it into a ball. He sighed and said, "hatred? Why should there be hatred? Fighting is my way, my life. You didn't kill me. Just give me a short battle of less than 100 years. Why should I hate you? "

Fighting God son's counter question, let Luo fan slightly a Leng, then ha ha smile, way voice: "so it is, but I am different."

He now understood that although doushenzi had changed his name, he was still a fighting madman in essence, and he did not change his name into another person.

"When I was fighting, I planned to draw a line with you as soon as possible, and I will no longer have anything to do with you. But after I came out, I found that this was not a good choice." Doushenzi looked at Luo fan's smiling face and sighed again.

"May I ask why?" Luo fan is a Leng again, ask a way.

Although he has confidence in his own strength, he does not think that he is strong enough to frighten doushenzi. Doushenzi wants to draw a line from himself and no longer have anything to do with himself. Obviously, it is not because he is afraid of himself. Since it is not fear of yourself, what is the reason?

"Your origin is mysterious. It's so mysterious that I'm scared. " Dou Shenzi looked at Luo fan and said in an inexplicable tone.

Luo fan felt a thump in his heart. He thought to himself, did he have his own noumenon in Honghuang heaven and earth, his body in Tianyuan heaven and earth, and his noumenon in the end of the law era of the earth's universe was known by doushenzi?

However, the idea is only a flash. Soon, he knew it was absolutely impossible. This kind of thing, unless the saint has a certain possibility to see it, how can other non Saint friars surpass time to see all kinds of him?!

Based on such considerations, Luo fan's face did not change, just a smile, said: "yes, I don't know where my birth is mysterious."Doushenzi has been staring at Luo fan, paying attention to the change of his look. Fortunately, Luo fan's mind before the change is very well disguised, so he did not see any abnormality in his eyes, suddenly said: "perhaps, your mystery, even you do not notice it."

"No mystery. Since doushenzi Daoyou said so, why do you think this is not a good choice now Luo Fan said with a smile.

"Because I suddenly think clearly, if your mystery has nothing to do with me, it must have nothing to do with me, no matter whether I draw a line with you or not, or break all ties with you. But if your mystery has something to do with me, no matter how hard I try, it must be. " Doushenzi looked up at the sky, with a kind of desolation in his eyes.

Doushenzi is under the saint's door. Before that, he was sealed in the eye of the sea by the sage for thousands of years. Between heaven and earth, he is the one who has the most insight into the power of a saint. Other friars may only have an omnipotent impression of the divine power of the sage, but he has personally suffered the suppression of the saint and personally experienced the power of the saint.

That kind of power, that kind of terror, that kind of irresistible, really let him think of it now is the heart of despair.

Under this understanding, he just wanted to understand that if Luo fan was really a saint and a saint's hidden calculation, no matter what he did, he would not have any impact on the result. If the sage calculated himself in it, he could not escape. If the saint had not calculated himself in it, then no matter what he did, he would not have any influence on himself.

Since no matter what he does, he will not have any impact on the result, why should he draw a line with Luo fan in a hurry to limit his behavior and suppress his feelings?

Luo fan listened to the words of the fighting God son, there are some thoughts in his heart. He feels that the air around him seems to be heavy. There is something heavy between his mind and his mind.

For a moment, Luo fan and doushenzi both fell into silence.

The scene got a little weird.

Luo fan stood there, looking bleary. He also looked up at the sky. His eyes were a little confused. There seemed to be countless thoughts flashing between his mind and his mind. It seemed that there was no idea. It was a blank.

Vaguely, he even had a kind of boundless net between heaven and earth to wrap everything, so that all living creatures between heaven and earth could not be independent like puppets.

For a long time, Luo fan suddenly reacts, and his face shows an inexplicable smile.

"What do you want to do with so many things? No matter what the reason for my appearance, what the purpose is, and what calculations are behind me, it is the greatest gain and the greatest benefit for me to get a glimpse of the legendary Hunyuan Daoguo. What else does it matter? Even if it's like the God of war, what kind of existence stands behind me and what influence does it have on me? Even if it's the worst, what about abandoning this part? If it is not enough to abandon the body, what about abandoning the noumenon of the earth universe? As long as my noumenon in Honghuang heaven and earth can prove the result of Hunyuan Daoism, then all problems will no longer be problems, and the abandoned and destroyed noumenon and sub body can be recovered. In that case, what can I worry about? " Luo fan thinks like this, the breath on his body actually becomes more and more mellow, that just broke through the realm of Taoism is instantly completely stabilized, and there are some improvements.

Excited by Luo fan's breath, the fighting God son came back to his senses. When he sensed the increasingly mellow breath of Luo fan, he could not help but look envious.

"I didn't expect that Taoist friends would be so wonderful and gorgeous that they could increase the realm of Taoism in such a short time. I really admire it. " Dou Shenzi sighed.

Look at his eyes, but also did not have the kind of desolation before.

Obviously, a decision was also made.

"It seems a little awkward for me to live on this Qilin cliff now. If you don't give up, why don't you go to my doubaigong palace?" After congratulating Luo fan, doushenzi directly sent out the invitation.

From this invitation, we can know what his decision is.

Luo fan listened and didn't think about it for long. He said with a smile: "so, I'll disturb my friends. The Taoist temple of Taoists must be a wonderfully beautiful scene. "

Hearing Luo fan's words, dou Shenzi couldn't help laughing and saying, "it's really some good scenery. However, it is different from what Taoist friends think, and they will know when they see it. "

Hearing this, Luo fan can't help but be interested in the scene of the battle victory palace.

With one move, the long stick in his hand turned into nothingness, and then a golden cloud appeared at his feet, holding him and Luo fan directly.

Then, with a slight shock, the golden cloud broke through the void directly, turned into a golden light and shot out towards the far away place, and disappeared in a flash.

In the whole process, they did not care about cangmuzi and wudaozi who were suppressed here, and the monks on the Qilin cliff. It's like they don't exist.

For nearly a hundred years, the Taoist priest was like a turtle shrinking his head. Although he controlled a small part of the authority on the Qilin cliff, he did not even dare to give some food to Wu Daozi.Until Luo fan and doushenzi left on the golden cloud, the preacher moved carefully to the shadow of Wu Daozi's suppressed stick. He bowed to Wu Daozi and said, "the younger generation is too weak to help him. He is really shameless to face the elder."

"You don't have to say much. And go and take out my enlightenment hut and the enlightenment putuan, and set them up between me and cangmuzi's Taoist friends Wudaozi frowned.

I don't know where Wutuan and I are It's a very difficult way for preachers.

Although the Wudao Futuan and the Wudao thatched cottage are on the Qilin cliff, they are hidden very deep, and they are almost not in the same time and space as many monks. Under such circumstances, how could the preachers who controlled a small part of the authority of the Qilin cliff know how to take out the Wudao Futuan and the Wudao hut and place them in a specific place.

"Come here with your ear." Although the master was reluctant, he said.

The pressure of the stick shadow town issued by the fighting God son is extremely amazing. The authority between him and Qilin cliff has been completely suppressed, making it impossible for him to mobilize the strength of Qilin cliff to do anything as usual. And his own strength was suppressed to death by this stick shadow. He could not even move, nor could he do anything with his strength.

In ordinary times, with a little thought and a little power, he could transfer out the putuan and the hut. But now, he can only rely on the preacher who has such a little authority over Qilin cliff to do these things.

This feeling of powerlessness had not been felt by Wu Daozi for many years. For a time, he was so depressed that he was so depressed.

The preacher was overjoyed when he heard the words of wudaozi, so he quickly listened to him.

The wudaozi uttered the truth and passed on a strange formula to the preacher by word of mouth. When the preacher listened to the Enlightenment of Daozi's preaching, his face was suddenly confused, surprised, and suddenly realized.

The efficiency of word of mouth is extremely low, even if it is already the peak of the quasi holy peak, the second step of the enlightenment is no exception. If his cultivation can still be used, he can complete the process of teaching with a single finger, or even without a finger, as long as the idea moves. Now he has spent three days and three nights to teach the Dharma reluctantly Bi, let the preacher fully understand the mystery of the discovery.

When his last word came out, the preacher bowed down to Wu Daozi and praised: "thank you, master. The great kindness and great virtue of our predecessors will be remembered in our hearts and will never be forgotten. "

"Don't talk nonsense. Take out the Wudao hut and the Wudao putuan quickly according to the Dharma formula." Wudaozi frowned.

"Yes." The preacher did not dare to talk nonsense. He answered and stood up.

After he stood up, his eyes were awe stricken, and his breath gradually rose. The whole person seemed to be gradually integrated with the Qilin cliff. It seemed that the preacher was no longer a Taoist preacher, but became a part of the Qilin cliff, becoming an indispensable and indispensable creature on the Qilin cliff.

Then he took a sip. The power of the body is surging wildly, forming countless complex runes in the void. These runes are constantly sinking, merging and combining in the void. Finally, after an hour, when the number of all runes increases to hundreds of billions, all runes constitute a huge key.

Although the key is composed of runes, it is extremely real. The golden light on it looks like a key made of gold. It is suspended on the void, and naturally emits a charm of cracking everything.

At this time, the preacher's face was pale, his body trembled slightly, and there was even a faint white fog formed by the evaporation of sweat.

However, even if the appearance is so embarrassed, the eyes of the preacher are still shining, and they seem to be more bright and thorough than before.

He watched the key take shape and yelled, "open it!"

With the sound of opening, the key starts from the front end, and turns into nothingness one by one. It looks like it is gradually disappearing in another space-time.

Then, when half of the key disappeared, the preacher grasped the key in both hands and began to turn it slowly.

As his hands moved in vain, there began to be a buzz in the void.

The sound became louder and louder, and more and more obvious. When it reached the final stage and all the sounds were in a large area, the key suddenly disappeared, and the void directly cracked, and an empty door was revealed.

After that, the house appeared on the cliff.

Then two more futons fell from the door and fell directly in front of the hut.

When all this was done, the preacher puffed out a big mouthful of blood, and the whole person was directly depressed. The door of nothingness was closed in an instant. The key reappeared in the void, and collapsed into innumerable runes, and then disintegrated into countless powers, and then poured into the preacher's body.Obviously, for the preachers, the previous moves were a little overloaded. His current malaise and a mouthful of blood are the price he paid for his overload operation method.

However, even if he paid such a price, the preacher's eyes were still bright, and even in his eyes, he could see the light of all kinds of enlightenment shining in his eyes. Obviously, he did not have any regret for the overload operation method, but was extremely satisfied and extremely happy.

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